Chapter 277: Visit from the Metropolitan Procuratorate
The pen in Yang Qingyuan's hand shook, and a drop of ink fell on the paper!
Kill and trap?!
This is a bit of a joke!
"Zhu Xian's sharpness is unparalleled in the world.
Killing the Immortal and telling him to die on the Styx is in vain
The changes in the Immortal Trap are endless and wonderful
The Immortal Sword emerges from the mortal world and is buried"
Ji Yaohua recalled Penglai's past glory.
Yang Qingyuan put down the pen in his hand, crumpled the ink-stained paper into a ball, and said with a wry smile, "This swordsmanship is really famous!"
Ji Yaohua nodded and said, "According to the explanation in the fragments of my Penglai classics, these four sword techniques are not used to kill people!"
"Aren't they used to kill people?!" Yang Qingyuan smiled calmly, "None of the Tao-protecting magic skills of my Taoist sect are used to kill people!"
Ji Yaohua shook her head, Yang Qingyuan misunderstood her meaning.
"It's not for killing people! It's for killing immortals!!"
"..."
Yang Qingyuan was startled by Ji Yaohua's words.
There are no immortals or cultivators in this world. Even the miraculous Taoist secrets, such as the Tianren Sect's Heaven and Earth Eclipse, the Tianshi Mansion's Five Thunder Curse, and Maoshan's method of exorcising corpses are bizarre, but they are all within the scope of understanding.
There are no immortals in this world, which is the basic logic of Yang Qingyuan's understanding of this world, but Ji Yaohua's words are worth savoring.
However, after thinking about it for a while, Yang Qingyuan felt that he was too sensitive. After all, he was naming a martial art, so naturally it had to sound powerful, otherwise the name would be meaningless.
For example, in the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, are there really dragons in the world?!
Another example is the Heaven-Eating Sun-Devouring Book that I encountered in the Barren Mountain Inn. With such a fantasy style, isn't it still a martial arts book that can only be cultivated to the Yuan Hua Realm?
Yang Qingyuan can also name his Qinggong somersault cloud! Can he still do a somersault thousands of miles away?!
Therefore, the name of the martial arts does not determine whether the martial arts is powerful or not.
However, Yang Qingyuan still comforted Ji Yaohua, "It is normal for martial arts to be lost over thousands of years! Miss Ji, only in this way will future generations have the motivation to innovate."
Most Jianghu dialects were influenced by an old man named Jin, who advocated the degeneration of martial arts, and the older the martial arts became, the more tyrannical they became.
But according to Mr. Jin's story, the essence of his martial arts degradation should be the degradation of the vitality of heaven and earth, not the degradation of techniques.
Yang Qingyuan has always felt that martial arts techniques will continue to change due to inheritance, or the martial arts will decline due to the loss of inheritance, or the martial arts will be innovative and more magical because of the emergence of a wizard, such as his own cheap senior brother.
Therefore, changes in martial arts inheritance are not necessarily a bad thing.
Ji Yaohua also smiled slightly, "Yes! Although Penglai martial arts has been lost, it has been reappearing in your hands in the past two years. In time, you can become the head of Penglai!"
In the past two years, Yang Qingyuan relied on Daotong to deduce a lot of Penglai martial arts.
Judging from the current situation, Yang Qingyuan's contribution to Penglai is greater than that of Ji Yaohua.
Seeing Ji Yaohua's smile, Yang Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the topic was changed!
Yang Qingyuan was really worried that the two of them would fight and cause problems within Dali Temple.
It is normal for factions to appear within an organization.
Even today's Dali Temple is still divided into factions.
The two Dali Temple prime ministers, Chahao headed by Di Zhiyuan and Song Huifu, and Mingqiu Ersi were closer to each other. They both came from the imperial examination and were good at solving cases and reasoning, and they had similar interests.
Ji Yaohua and the female arresters under her command are the core strength of the Guangwen Division and have always been united.
However, Ye Jianhan and Tie Chengxuan's Prison Suppression and Anti-Robbery Divisions are fighting on their own.
Lao Xin, the head of Tianzhi Division, is the oldest person in Dali Temple and is in charge of the copywriting and logistics work in Dali Temple.
These are all within the normal category,
But if Ji Yaohua and Liu Wangshu were tit-for-tat because of themselves, causing chaos within Dali Temple, Yang Qingyuan would not be able to accept it.
Later, Yang Qingyuan handed his token and an envelope into Ji Yaohua's hands.
"Miss Yao, I have to go to Hulong Villa to make a trip to you! Present this letter to the Marquis of God, or give it to Tianzi's No. 1 secret agent, Duan Tianya!"
Ji Yaohua didn't ask. As a subordinate, she knew some things. Her boss had told her, so it didn't matter if she knew. If she didn't tell them, you couldn't take the initiative to ask.
However, Yang Qingyuan didn't have so many worries, "I would like to ask Hulong Villa to help investigate Wen Pojun's matter."
Yang Qingyuan's simple words made Ji Yaohua feel sweet in her heart: He still didn't hide it from me after all.
Immediately, Ji Yaohua was slightly puzzled, "Didn't you already borrow the information about Shenhou Mansion and the Six Gates?! Why do you still owe Hulong Villa a favor?"
"The intelligence of the Six Gates and the Shenhou Mansion is still inferior. Although the intelligence of the East and West factories and Jinyiwei are also excellent, they are directly under His Majesty after all. As a foreign minister, I cannot have much to do with them, so I can only protect the dragon.
Try your luck at the Villa."
In the previous granary case, Yang Qingyuan had an imperial token from Emperor Zhou, which allowed him to mobilize various ministries. I wonder if Lord Tietan will sell his face this time?
"Subordinate, head over now!"
After Ji Yaohua saluted, she exited the study.
Yang Qingyuan picked up the pen again and began to analyze the case in front of him.
Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door outside Yang Qingyuan's study.
"Sir! Sir Li Xunhuan, the censor of Zuoqiandu, and Mr. Yao Jie, the censor of Gyeonggi Province, please see me!"
Yang Qingyuan put down his pen and said, "Please!"
Not long after, Li Xunhuan and Yao Jie were brought to the study.
"Brother Li, Brother Yao! It's been a long time!"
Li Xunhuan was okay, I hadn't seen him for more than a month, but Yao Jie could really be called a long time no see.
Yao Jie, courtesy name Dongming, was a Jinshi scholar in the 13th year of Yong'an together with Li Xunhuan and Yang Qingyuan, and was ranked 17th in the second class. He was a knight-errant, addicted to alcohol, good at painting bamboo and stone, and had the style of a famous scholar. He had the same interests as Li Xunhuan, and he was upright and not attached to anything.
powerful.
He successively served as the censor of the river patrol, the censor of Yangzhou, and now he serves as the censor of Gyeonggi.
Among the clear streams of scholars, he has always had a clear name.
Although he is not as fast as Yang Qingyuan and Li Xunhuan, he is definitely someone who has been promoted faster among those in the same year.
Moreover, in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, young officials who can serve as the censor of the Gyeonggi Province are the focus of training by the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
"Brother Qingyuan, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I haven't changed at all. On the contrary, I have gray hair on my temples!"
Yao Jie is a bit older than Yang Qingyuan and Li Xunhuan.
When Gao Jin became a Jinshi, he was almost thirty years old! He sounded quite young, but in fact he was relatively young among the Jinshi of the imperial dynasty.
According to the records of the Ministry of Rites, the average age of Jinshi during the Yong'an period was thirty-five.
It is precisely because of this that Yang Qingyuan has always been feared and respected by others.
Considering that he was only eighteen years old when he entered the officialdom and came from second place in the rankings, as long as he did not make any major political mistakes, he would be able to get into the six-ministry cabinet even if he had to overcome his qualifications.
After the three of them reminisced about old times, Li Xunhuan spoke.
"Qingyuan, I have heard a little bit about this case. Although it involves Li Chengguang, the minister of the Ministry of War, and Wen Jie, the general of Zuotunwei, it was just a civilian who killed someone. Why does the Metropolitan Procuratorate need to intervene?"
"Please sit down, you two. I will explain to you both slowly."
