One hundred and sixty-eighth chapter good ministers like this
A smart man!
Although it is not easy to find someone in today's South Korea, Yu Zhouqing already has a candidate in mind. Since that person was considered dead back then, starting a new life seems to be a good choice.
Moreover, I am confident that I can persuade the other party!
After returning from outside the city to the city, the whole city of Xinzheng has been placed under martial law. A large number of soldiers are walking on the streets to detect any suspicious people. Although nearly an hour has passed, the air throughout Xinzheng is still filled with a hint of fireworks.
Recalling the idea from before, although there were candidates, he did not have the time or energy to find them in the huge Xinzheng. Looking at the direction of Qijuetang, the green light flickered under his feet and disappeared in place.
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Yesterday in Xinzheng City, it was rumored that Han Feizhi, the ninth son of King Han, solved a strange case and captured the arsonist. Although he was rescued by others at noon, this did not damage Han Fei's reputation among the people of Xinzheng.
After all, the thief set fire to the residences of important ministers and the royal palace area in Dongcheng, and had nothing to do with them. Since he could be caught the first time, he could be caught the second time, which is better than not being able to catch anyone before.
However, as soon as the discussion in the West Palace Hall ended today, another major incident that spread throughout Xinzheng was swirling in everyone's ears. The case of undercover soldiers robbing pay was also solved by the young master Han Fei some time ago.
Although two royal families died as a result, 150,000 taels of gold were recovered. It is said that General Ji Wuye also put in a lot of effort, and even planned to personally go to the Soul-Desolate Valley where the Yin soldiers appeared to worship the souls of the dead.
Before Prince Han Fei, these two cases in Xinzheng City had stumped many important ministers. However, in the hands of Han Fei, they were broken. For this reason, the Prime Minister openly requested the King of Han to grant him the position of Sikou.
"Gathering and scattering quicksand!"
"The laws of heaven and earth must be implemented without hesitation. Use skills to detect evildoers, use punishment to stop punishment, punish wrongdoers without avoiding ministers, and reward good deeds without sparing everyone!"
This organization was finally established. Perhaps they all feel that this goal can be achieved. The wind rises from the bottom of Qingping. Although the invisible force is elusive and indestructible, if it can act on behalf of heaven, the real world will be realized.
If that day comes, there will be no people like Ji Wuye, no people like Lord Anping and Lord Longquan in the whole of Korea, and naturally there will be no people like King Han.
They don’t want to end up destined to perish, and they don’t want to survive under the supervision of powerful countries. They go directly towards the most ambitious goal in the world. However, if this goal is to be achieved, how can it be achieved without a truly unified country?
The implementation of the law is for the sake of peace and stability!
It is a great irony that this kind of ideal was born in South Korea, which is the weakest country in the war between various countries!
Standing upright without a shadow, walking in the corner of Xinzheng, this is an entertainment place unique to the aristocracy in Xinzheng. It is very different from the romantic and romantic place like Zilanxuan, but it is a wonderful place in the northern area of Dongcheng, South Korea.
Here, there are performances of Korean court music and dance, performances of actors from the Yan Kingdom, music and dance performances of the Zhao Kingdom that are very different from Korea... All aristocratic entertainment from all over the world can be found here.
The guests who can enter are all princes and nobles, and some nobles with insufficient background have difficulty in entering. However, for Zhou Qing, this is obviously not a problem.
Stepping inside, looking for his target. According to the information obtained by Qi Juetang, the person he was looking for appeared here, and his identity was a lowly and humble servant.
Along the way, there are indeed many Xinzheng nobles here. Compared with the wanton debauchery in Zilanxuan, there is no need to say much about etiquette. If Confucius were here, he probably would not lament that etiquette and music have collapsed.
The nobles with high status are separated from the humble servants, and the same is true for the musicians and dancers who perform on the stage. It is already a great honor to be watched by the nobles here.
"Oh, it's quite hidden!"
Entering the area where the servants are, there are countless humble people dressed in coarse linen and linen. They are not qualified to wear luxurious clothes except for performing on the stage.
One by one, the managers were shouting and yelling loudly. Although there were many people, they were operating in an orderly manner. At the same time, Zhou Qing also discovered his goal.
It was a stooped, ragged servant with numerous scars on his face and gray-white bandages. His gray hair hung down by his ears. He was on the edge of the servant area.
Standing in the middle of an underground river ditch, holding a bamboo brush in one hand, and struggling to hold a toilet with a strong smell in the other hand, as if it were normal, he kept rinsing it, pouring the pickled water down, and a brand new wooden toilet came out.
The bucket is placed aside, drying quietly, waiting for someone to take it away.
After being soaked in the cold well water for a long time, a pair of palms that no longer looked like normal people repeated the movements firmly over and over again, and a trace of sadness swirled in the depths of the cloudy eyes.
"With the good ministers here, how can Korea not be destroyed!"
After watching dozens of breaths in front of him, Zhou Qing sighed, standing upright without a shadow, his body appeared, and his words rippled out. No outsiders came in here. He walked on the land of water rhyme, and a green light appeared under his feet.
, as if walking in the void.
As soon as the words came out, the ragged and stooped servant's movements on his hands became silent, and then he continued to repeat the movements on his hands as if he had not heard it. Everything in the world had nothing to do with him.
"Since you didn't die on the battlefield back then, it means that your life was not meant to be cut off. Staying here means that you still care deeply about her. Follow me and you still have a long future."
Walking in front of that person, Zhou Qing was still talking to himself, waved his hand and struck out with a palm, and the extremely rich power of Xuanfei continuously burst out from his body. This person could afford to lose his own source.
As a minister, he is worthy of the king! Worthy of the country!
As a general, he is worthy of his soldiers!
The only thing I'm sorry for is that the beautiful woman back then was like jade, and now the young girl has just grown up!
The vitality force representing the source of heaven and earth surged out and poured into this person's body, instantly penetrating his body up and down, traveling through his muscles, bones, meridians, and internal organs. The already dilapidated body was nourished and reborn at a speed visible to the naked eye.
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Feel the overwhelming and strange power pouring into the body, feel the transformation of the body, feel the rebirth of the muscles and bones, feel the tyrannical blood, and the essence and spirit that have disappeared for many years are returning quickly.
"If you don't break it, you won't stand it!"
After years of siltation, his body had long been stiff. Zhou Qing did not hesitate. He surged with strength, and the dislocated muscles and bones were broken and reshaped. There were endless crisp sounds. Although the pain was extremely painful, there was no trace of it on this man's sad face.
Bitterness and resistance.
The movement of the hand has stopped long ago, and the unfinished toilet rolls aside. Pickled sewage is everywhere, the sun is high, spring has been coming for a long time, everything has been revived, and the flowers and plants not far away are rising high and struggling.