Xu Fu's eyes paused on the broken jade comb for a moment, then looked up at Li Lingjun's temples that were not completely blackened, and a trace of seemingly vague curves were drawn on the corner of his mouth.
He slowly walked to the window, opened the window, letting the cold wind in the morning swell into the house, and gradually dissipated the smell of cinnabar in the room.
"Mr. Li Ling, your behavior this time seems to be a little too impatient."
Xu Fu's soap boots rolled over the ground with broken jade, and the tortoiseshell patterns embedded in the jade comb were decorated with dark patterns on the soles of the boots with dark patterns of Xuanniao, "You should know that His Majesty Yuanwu's expectations for you are not just one.
A proton who can kill people and vent his anger and pretend to establish his authority."
Li Lingjun's Adam's apple rolled, and the color of the dye dripped along the gaps of his fingers onto the seal of King Chu, mixing in the cold sweat beads that oozed out of his fingertips.
At this moment, he smelled the faint fragrance of nan in Xu Fu's collar - this is the incense unique to Emperor Yuanwu's study, which means that the other party had just come from the depths of the palace.
"...Xu Sishou, my move..." For some reason, in front of this strange and unfathomable Lishou, he had already figured out the reason for his quibbling hundreds of times in his mind, but he could not say anything at all in front of the strange and unfathomable Lishou.
Come on, it seems that they are all stuck in the middle.
It's hard to go up or down, which makes him feel very distressed.
"Sir!"
Just when Li Lingjun was speechless, Zhong Zheng, a guest who had been waiting outside the study, rushed in suddenly. The man's cuffs were embroidered with the unique dogwood patterns in Chu, and the jade belt buckle on his waist was in the Qin style. I saw him
He knelt on the ground with a plop, his raised face intertwined with flattery and anxiety:
"What my king does is for a reason! Those people do things wrongly on weekdays and often act offend noble people, which is really..."
"The disciples of Lilingjun's Mansion don't even understand the rules?"
Xu Fu didn't even look back, but just turned the restored inkstone gently. The kneeling guest suddenly covered his throat, as if he was being pinched by an invisible hand and lifted it into the air. His whole face turned purple and red, and then fainted on the spot:
"Your Highness, I am here today, not to listen to you explain these trivial matters."
Fortunately, this lack of visionary disciple fought for the rest of his thoughts for Li Lingjun. After years of power struggle, he barely calmed down. He squeezed out a humble and flattering smile on his face and bowed and said:
"I am naturally considering my actions - this murder is actually a letter of my claim to my loyalty to His Majesty."
"oh?"
The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded outside the house. Lu Siche, who was about to enter the room to serve tea, was slightly stiff. When he saw his half-dead colleague Zhong Zheng fall on the stone steps of the corridor, Xu Fu's low and mellow voice was still slow:
"Your Highness, what is the connection between this murder and his loyalty to His Majesty?"
"Mr. Sishou, although I am the host of Chu, my every move in Changling City has attracted much attention."
Li Lingjun's voice trembled slightly, but there was a little more earnestness and determination: "Today I killed these people, just to let everyone see that I have completely broken up with my past identity."
"I put myself in a state of illegality and becoming a criminal minister is to cut off my retreat. From then on, I can only serve the Qin Dynasty wholeheartedly and rely on His Majesty's protection."
"In this way, Your Majesty will surely believe in my loyalty to him, and believe that I am willing to do everything for the hegemony of the Great Qin Dynasty and his grand plans." Speaking of this, he couldn't help but straighten his backbone, as if he was looking at Xu Fu,
He also expressed his thoughts to Emperor Yuanwu from a distance.
Xu Fu listened quietly, and there was no emotional fluctuation on his face:
"If Your Majesty knows this, you will definitely consider your intention. But your Highness should also take into account the laws of the Qin Dynasty and the stability of the court. Who knows whether the death of these common people in the city will cause the people of Changling to
dissatisfied?"
"Maybe you don't know that at the imperial meeting a few hours ago, Your Majesty decided on the construction plan of "the power of cultivation is integrated into the people's livelihood and all industries". Depending on the "people's strength is national strength", we demanded that any unstable factors be avoided. The result is a blink of an eye
In time, these many murders involving the people at the bottom came out..."
"Guess how big the fire His Majesty has fired? Seeing that there are so many books in your mansion, how could you not know the reason for "arrow shot out the bird"? If it weren't for the first offense this time..."
Xu Fu glanced at the bookshelf with a faint glance, but the sound was like the frozen well water on the winter night, and the air conditioning was drilling into the bone marrow along the cracks of the floor tiles.
He shook his head slightly, but a roll of yellow silk slipped out from his sleeve. The silk book spread out on the desk, and the dense red circles marked the list of guests of the Proton Mansion:
"On the 27th of last month, Zhong Zheng occupied three houses in the western city and bribed the registered officials with a hundred dollars. On the ninth day of the first lunar month, Wang Jinzhong issued usury and forced two weavers to death..."
Every time he recited a sentence, the name on the silk book would seep blood and tears, and it dripped to the ground and turned into poisonous scorpions.
Cold sweat oozed out of Li Lingjun's back, and the evil deeds he had unintentionally indulged in was now all the guillotines hanging above his head.
What's even more terrifying is Xu Fu's expression when he was reciting - he smiled with his lips, but his eyes were filled with a sea of ​​purgatory fire, as if he was appreciating the last struggle of the trapped beast.
“Many times, the brain is more important than the knee.”
Xu Fu poked out his index finger and pointed it at his temple. A purple mist transformed from the runes floated out of it, and opened his mouth and let out a scream like a child crying:
"It's not too much to take advantage of the situation and killing people to cause trouble. The most important thing is to prepare for the scene that Your Majesty asked you to perform!"
It was like a heavy blow on his head that was hit by a synchronous blow. Li Lingjun's back hit the Bo Gu shelf, and a dusty "Chu Ci" scattered. He saw Xu Fu's twisted shadow swallowing the Chu Kingdom on the wall.
In the territory map, the location of Yingdu was bitten into a hole by the gray and black yin energy.
"Before noon, the attendants who were on duty last night and the servants who committed the crime in the mansion were tied to the prison department. As for the vacancy..."
Xu Fu's fingertips outlined the rune in the void, and the dark purple halo swallowed all the fishy and sweet blood in the other person's throat, and then poured it onto his gray hair roots, which seemed to cure the symptoms of premature heart failure in Li Lingjun:
"They will be replaced by the subordinates sent by me. They have a higher level of cultivation and understand the rules better."
"I will deal with it immediately."
Li Lingjun suddenly grabbed the seal of King Chu, and the coiled dragon patterns on the seal button pierced the palm of his palm. Each character looked like gravel squeezed out from the gap of his teeth:
"Come here! According to the list given by Xu Sishou, all the guests involved in the case were tied up! Those who are not in the mansion will be chased and searched immediately!"
Xu Fu finally showed a satisfied look.
He bent his fingers and knocked on the withered pot of Suxin Orchid on the desk. The originally withered flower stems actually pulled out new buds at a speed visible to the naked eye, and seven blood-red flowers bloomed in an instant.
"Your Majesty likes smart people who know the current affairs the most."
Xu Fu walked out of the door with his sleeves. When the black official robe swept across the threshold, he suddenly stopped. The little ghost with Yin Qi turned his head: "Don't waste the two bottles of elixirs I left behind - Qing Bottle Tempering God
, Purple Bottle Qi Refining.”
Li Lingjun stared at the strange blood orchid on the desk until Xu Fu's footsteps disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Lu Siche collapsed outside the door and coughed violently, and the blood foam oozing from his fingers dyed half of the "Chu Nan Fengwu Zhi" red.
"Your Majesty, Zhong Zheng..."
"Kill." Li Lingjun suddenly grabbed the inkstone and smashed it at the bronze mirror. His pure black and shiny hair fell down: "Tie all the people Xu Fu wants to go to the Punishment Department, remember to prepare a prison car made of black iron."
The morning dew dripping from the eaves hit the bluestone slabs, and the sound was like a death knell.
...
The silhouette of the silky tree fell on the wine shop was burnt, half of the remaining silk drooped on the bald flagpole, with fine ice rolls rolled up beside the scorched.
The frost and mist at the hour of Mao were wrapped in charcoal ash floating at the entrance of the alley, soaking the broken pottery pieces on the ground into a blue-gray color, like a dead battlefield.
There is a crack that was cut by sword marks on the oblique wooden door shaft, and a thin layer of blue ice condensed on the inside. Ding Ning squatted in the pile of fragments of the wine tank, his fingers applied frost marks, and the cold air penetrated into the cracks of his nails, and the sour smell of pickled radish
The smell of blood came to my face.
All three elm square tables were coke, one of which was inserted with half a broken sword in obliquely. The Yin and Yang fish patterns on the sword grid were covered with blood and could not be distinguished. The thick porcelain jar behind the counter was cracked into three petals, and pickled pepper and wine lees were mixed.
The walls were like a splash of scarlet landscapes, and the sauce was winding into a spider web on the ground.
The wooden door of the wine cellar across the wall was broken into powder. The bronze lamp of the Jiantiansi was suspended in the air in the wine cellar, illuminating the mess all over the ground.
All twenty-seven wine jars were broken, and the aged amber light penetrated into the ground along the gaps in the floor tiles, mixed with overturned powder, and a viscous dark yellow mud accumulated in the corners of the house.
Not far from Ding Ning, three officials from the Tianshi Office wearing fish-patterned silver foreheads were measuring the sword marks on the wall. The ink dove line bounced against the rammed earth wall, and the grooves of varying depths were immediately revealed.
"The sword energy penetrates from the northwest, and is initially three inches and two minutes wide, and closes to a line at seven feet."
The older Xing Zhengwei used a cinnabar pen to mark the wall, and the tip of the pen hovered in front of a dent left by the frost: "The energy suddenly surged here, and it must be that some kind of secret treasure was used."
The young female recorder squatted in the pile of fragments of the wine jar, and picked up a piece of blood-stained ice crystals into the glass bottle. The ice crystal suddenly exploded when it touched the bottom of the bottle, causing the glass bottle to burst out spider web cracks.
"The purity of cold air is close to the peak of the fifth realm."
She quickly wrapped the bottle with talisman paper and turned to look at her colleague who was mapping the ground marks: "The shock wave has a radius of nine feet and seven inches, but all the cold poisons accurately locked three targets."
Si Hendian, who was wearing red wrists, was kneeling half-kneeling in front of the cracks in the blue bricks. The glass lenses reflected the blood beads condensed in the cracks in the bricks. A jade-colored gecko crawled out of his sleeve. When the blood beads were licked at the tip of his tongue, the scales showed indigo ripples:
"There are three o'clock in the hour of Yin, and the two true energy hedges, and the southeastern direction is slightly better."
"This is the five realms."
The Censor of the Xuanyi narrow-sleeved Censor used shark gloves to push the collar of the body, and the bronze compass tied to the forearm buzzed. The bone slags that were crushed by the sword energy appeared pearl white under the urging of the true energy:
"The broken opening of the seventh vertebra is spiral, like the moon-picking sword technique in the Aries Cave."
To be continued...