After hearing Wan Hong's words, Sun Jia was silent and did not speak, but was thinking about something.
Wan Hong saw that Sun Jia had listened, and he couldn't help but feel happy and thought to himself: "Master Ning may not seek fame and fortune, but I can't let Master Ning suffer. Anyway, in the long run, it will be fine, and Sun Jia doesn't know Master Ning's teacher.
It’s Kong Jijiu.”
After Wan Hong had an inner monologue, he silently gave himself a thumbs up.
At the same time, on Ning Chen's side, Cao Xing also sorted out the entire matter for Ning Chen.
After listening to Cao Xing's story, Ning Chen felt that what Wan Hong described to him was nonsense.
According to what Cao Xing said, Cao Xing's departure from Dali Temple was part of the entire plan.
If Cao Xing was in Dali Temple, then it would definitely not be Cao Xing's turn to deal with this matter.
But it's different in Jingzhao Mansion.
Cao Xing even guessed it, even if Ning Chen didn't come to find him.
This matter will eventually fall on Cao Xing.
They felt that with Cao Xing's character, he would definitely take care of this matter.
When they are caught, they will start to attack the eldest princess.
The eldest princess will eventually put the overall situation first and directly take issue with Cao Xing.
If this happens, not only will the eldest princess' authority be damaged.
At the same time, everyone will also see that the eldest princess cannot even protect her own people, which will discourage many people from seeking refuge with the eldest princess.
This is killing two birds with one stone.
"Since Mr. Cao has seen all these things so thoroughly, why don't you accept Mr. Lu's invitation and go to the Ministry of Revenue?" Ning Chen asked the question in his heart.
When Lu Gao was mentioned, Cao Xing's expression couldn't help but change: "Master Ning, don't mention that person with ill intentions to me.
Even if I, Cao Xing, am exiled to the land where demons invade, I will never surrender to that kind of person and become his guest."
Ning Chen looked at Cao Xing, definitely Cao Xing's reaction was a bit strange.
Lu Gao clearly told Cao Cao that Cao Xing belonged to his good friend.
These two friends fall out at every turn.
However, this was a private matter between the two of them, and it was not easy for Ning Chen to pry into it.
But now that Ning Chen knows how complicated this matter is, it will be easier for him to carry out his plan.
"Master Cao, then this matter just falls on me."
Seeing that Cao Xing was about to refuse, Ning Chen interrupted Cao Xing and said, "Master Cao should know that my teacher is Kong Jijiu.
So even if they really want to do something to me, at worst I will go to the Imperial College to hide.
In short, since I initiated this matter, I should be responsible to the end."
Cao Xing looked at Ning Chen, hesitated, and then asked: "Master Ning, can I ask why Master Ning cares about this matter?"
Cao Xing's question made it a little difficult for Ning Chen to answer.
If you insist on saying that you are doing it for the justice in your heart, this is fine.
But Ning Chen didn't know if Cao Xing was a big mouth.
If he promotes himself everywhere and says that he is a righteous man.
Then how can I maintain my current character as a [sycophantic] minister?
But if he didn't answer like this, Ning Chen would have to think of a suitable excuse for a moment. Ning Chen really had nowhere to go.
It's okay to talk about some common sense.
But after all the gossip, if Cao Xing sets a flag for himself everywhere, how can he still be a sycophant?
Just when Ning Chen felt embarrassed, Cao Xing actually took the initiative to speak: "Master Ning, I understand. I take back the question just now."
Ning Chen looked at Cao Xing, and I had already guessed everything about his expression.
I really want to ask Cao Xing what he guessed.
But after thinking about it, Ning Chen still endured it.
The primary issue is the [佞] point, and everything else is secondary.
"As long as Mr. Cao understands this, I hope Mr. Cao can keep silent about this matter and not spread it to the outside world." Ning Chen looked at Cao Xing with a 'you are very smart' look and said.
"Master Ning, Mr. Cao, understands the serious relationship between this and Mr. Cao will not tell anyone."
Looking at Cao Xing's expression, "Don't worry, I understand everything."
Ning Chen thinks this matter is relatively stable.
Regardless of whether Cao Xing is a big talker or not, no matter what he says, Ning Chen just doesn't admit it in the end.
I didn't tell Cao Xing anything, it was all Cao Xing's guess.
If it doesn't work out in the end, just use your true nature as a sycophant and find a way to send Cao Xing to be an official somewhere else.
This way he can better show his true nature as Ning Chen.
"Master Cao, can you send some people to help me arrest people now?" Ning Chen asked Cao Xing.
Cao Xing nodded: "I will send six doors to assist you."
When Ning Chen mentioned the Six Gates, he subconsciously thought of Sun Feilan: "Sir, there is a female catcher in the Six Gates named Sun Feilan. She is the daughter of Sun Yushi.
She is quite upright and chivalrous, and her martial arts skills are pretty good. If I leave this matter to her, she should be able to accomplish it."
Cao Xing nodded: "Then I will order Sun Feilan to do this."
"Okay, thank you sir."
"Here comes someone."
Cao Xing shouted outside, and a man who looked like a master came in immediately.
"Take the token with you and go to the six gates to select a few capable people to dispatch to Master Ning." After Cao Xing gave the order, he handed his token to the master.
After the master took the token, he quickly went to do his errands.
"Master Ning, it's already getting late, why don't you, Master Ning, have dinner at my place before leaving?" Cao Xing took the initiative to invite Ning Chen to stay.
However, Ning Chen shook his head and said: "Master Cao, let's put things into effect next time. When we go to the court tomorrow, I will also participate in his book."
Cao Xing thought for a moment and nodded: "That's fine, Master Ning, just arrest the person. As for how to record a confession, just leave it to me. I'm quite proficient in obtaining confessions."
"Then there's Mr. Lao Cao." Ning Chen said politely.
The master left for just a cup of tea and came back with four six-door catchers.
Seeing the leading female catcher, Ning Chen also blinked at Sun Feilan.
Sun Feilan didn't expect that Ning Chen was there, but in front of his superior.
Sun Feilan didn't dare to ask anything.
Sun Feilan and the others came, and Ning Chen also found Wan Hong and Sun Jia who had been out for almost two hours.
Ning Chen pointed at Sun Jia and said to Sun Feilan and the others: "This old man came to my Lord to complain, saying that his daughter was kidnapped by an adulterer.
The rape of civilian girls in broad daylight happened in a place as good as Fengjing.
It’s really appalling!
You guys go help the old man and catch the thief who kidnapped his daughter.
No matter what obstacles you encounter, just take them.
If anything goes wrong, I will be responsible for it."
"Yes, sir." Sun Feilan responded with clasped fists, suppressing the doubts in his heart, and left here with his three subordinates.
Seeing that Sun Feilan went to fetch someone, Ning Chen stood up and said goodbye to Cao Xing: "Master Cao, the victim lives far away. I will send him back first. After the matter is settled, I will come to express my thanks to Master Cao."
"It's a small matter. It's my job to maintain public security in Fengjing. Sir Ning, please be polite."
Ning Chen and Cao Xing, after exchanging business blows.
Ning Chen was sent out of Jingzhao Mansion by Cao Xing.
After the three people got on Fatty Wan's 'simple' little carriage.
Ning Chen said to Sun Jia: "Old man, the matter is already being taken care of. Just don't worry, your daughter will probably be able to go home in two days.
Don't worry, old man, no matter whether your daughter is well or not, I will help you get this justice."
Sun Jia gave a heavy hum, then lowered his head and said nothing. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Ning Chen looked at Sun Jia's appearance and didn't know what Fatty Wan had said to him.
But in the car, Ning Chen was not easy to ask.
After sending the silent Sun Jia home.
When he and Wan Hong were alone in the car, Ning Chen asked Wan Hong, "What did you say to him?"
Seeing that Ning Chen finally asked himself, Wan Hong couldn't help but tell Ning Chen everything he said to the old man.
Ning Chen felt a little tempted to hit someone when he heard the image of a loyal minister that Wan Hong had created for himself.
However, after hearing that Wan Hong had already reminded Sun Jia, he was not allowed to speak out for the sake of their safety.
Ning Chen felt that Wan Hong could still survive for a while.
Originally, Ning Chen was still thinking about how to tell Sun Jia to prevent Sun Jia from talking about this matter.
It was Wan Hong who solved the problem for him.
"Hurry up and find someone to do the drawings. The faster you do it, the more blatantly you can use money." Ning Chen said to Wan Hong before leaving.
"Don't worry, sir. I'm going to find someone to make it right now, and I'll have them make it overnight. I think this device is not difficult, and I think it can be done tomorrow." Wan Hong said to Ning Chen as he sent Ning Chen to the car.
On the other hand, look at Sun Jia's side.
When Sun Jia returned home, he first sat in the dilapidated thatched house without saying a word for a long time.
Then he got up again and walked around the yard for a long time.
It wasn't until the moon was high in the sky that Sun Jia made up his mind.
Sun Jia returned to the thatched house and took a brick from his stove with great difficulty.
He escaped with a piece of animal skin that was turned tar-colored by smoke.
Putting the things on the table, and after some hesitation, Sun Jia finally opened the animal hide.
The tar-covered animal hide was opened, revealing a scroll covered with fire paint in the shape of a flame.
There are several words like 2002 on the scroll.
After carefully peeling off the fire paint completely, Sun Jia spread out the scroll.
Sun Jia dug out his girl's pen holder and picked out a brush that almost turned into a red-tasseled gun. Then he found an inkstone that had been dry for an unknown amount of time.
I used a little water to dissolve the inkstone.
Only then did I begin to write crookedly on the white paper.
Sun Jia was not literate in the past. Later, when his own daughter started learning to read, Sun Jia learned some words.
But this word is really not good-looking.
"Veteran Sun Jia, I wish the Marquis of Dingguo's army great prosperity.
Sun Jia, a veteran, was originally from Maozhou. He had been with the late emperor for three years and was fortunate enough to follow the Marquis of Dingguo on his expeditions in all directions.
Veteran Sun Jia never dared to make good use of the gold scroll given by Marquis Dingguo.
Sun Jia knew that this golden scroll was not the work of Sun Jia alone.
Countless comrades paid for it with their blood.
Sun Jia cannot covet the merits of others.
However, Sun Jia was indeed in trouble today and asked Marquis Dingguo for help.
Sun Jia's daughter was recently kidnapped by the evil slaves of the fifth prince.
Sun Jia originally planned to exchange all his family property for a violent blood pill on the black market.
He went to rescue the little girl alone. If he succeeded, Sun Jia would go far away.
If it fails, Sun Jia will also splash the blood of the fifth prince before he dies.
But now there is a good man named Ning Chen who is willing to help me with his life.
Sun Jia could not afford to implicate such a good official, so he hoped to ask Marquis Dingguo for help.
Veteran Sun Jia kowtows to Lord Hou."
After Sun Jia finished writing, he looked at his crooked handwriting and many stains.
I read it again carefully to make sure I didn't miss anything.
Then he put the paper on the oil lamp and lit it.
As soon as the paper comes into contact with fire, it immediately 'jumps' and completely burns.
In the blink of an eye, the paper disappeared in front of Sun Jia.
Not even a little bit of paper dust was left.
If it weren't for the table, there would be an intact fire paint seal in the shape of a flame.
Sun Jia was not sure whether he had burned something just now?
Sun Jia carefully wrapped the flame-shaped fire paint in animal skin again.
Sun Jia didn't seem to worry at all about the letters he burned and that they would not be received.
Don't worry even more, the person receiving it will generally not care about his business.
…
On top of a watchtower that was all pitch black, a handsome middle-aged man wearing a crimson sky robe, with a white face and hairy sideburns, picked out a white chess piece from a chess set containing white chess pieces.
The handsome middle-aged guy dropped the white piece on the transparent chessboard without even looking at it.
If Wan Hong were here, he would be able to see it.
The crimson robe worn by this handsome middle-aged man is made of silkworm silk, which is a kind of monster.
The silk threads it spits out are not only impervious to cold and heat, but are also difficult to cut with ordinary swords.
However, the production of silkworm silk is very small, and only the royal family can use it.
And it is only available to princes and above in the royal family.
Even among the princes, except the emperor, the prince can use complete silkworm silk to make his crown clothes.
The remaining kings of Qin would all use sky silk mixed with other materials to make clothes.
The handsome middle-aged man in front of him was wearing a crimson robe, without any trace of adulteration.
If the scarlet robe is already priceless, then the chessboard and chess pieces he uses are even more priceless.
The chessboard is made of thousands of years of warm ice in the deep sea.
This kind of thing is only found overseas and is produced in volcanic craters under the deep sea.
Although it is ice, it has no chill.
As for the black and white chess pieces, the black ones are black gold diamonds and the white ones are platinum diamonds, both of which are specialties that are extremely hard to find overseas.
With just one chess piece, you can buy the entire mansion where Ning Chen currently lives, and it will still be sold at the normal price.
Fatty Wan has never seen such a precious thing.
Sitting opposite the handsome middle-aged man was an old man wearing a turban, with a green beard on his face, and sweating profusely.
After the handsome middle-aged man dropped a white seed, the old man Guan Shan sweated even more on his face.
The black chess piece in his hand hesitated for a long time, and finally fell shivering in a corner.
"Commander, someone finally used the golden scroll."
A big man in armor, who was bigger than Zheng Da's 1.9-meter-long bear and could punch in the face, hurriedly came to the watchtower with a copy of the golden scroll he had just obtained.
Every step of the strong man in armor was powerful and heavy. When one foot fell, the entire watchtower trembled.
This tremor made the middle-aged handsome man's hand that was about to place the chess piece tremble slightly, and the chess piece landed in a corner.
"No regrets, this is the place." The handsome middle-aged man said calmly.
Looking at the old man Guan Shan opposite, sweat was already pouring down his face.
"Commander, golden scroll!" The man in armor came to the middle-aged handsome man, handed over a copy of the golden scroll and said excitedly: "Commander, we have sent out so many golden scrolls, and finally someone has used them. This is the two thousandth one.
The corresponding name of the No. 2 golden scroll is Sun Jia, he..."
"Let him finish the chess game." The handsome middle-aged man waved his hand to interrupt the noisy armored man.
The big man in armor glanced at the intricate situation on the chessboard, was stunned for a while and said: "The handsome white man lost."
The middle-aged handsome guy said calmly: "I know I have already lost. I just want to see how long he can endure."
The big man in armor glanced at the opposite side, and the veins on his forehead were exposed. The old man Guanshan, who should have been pure and righteous, turned into black and said to the middle-aged handsome guy: "Commander, he has been infected by evil energy.
.”
The handsome middle-aged man nodded and said: "Obviously he is cultivating Confucian righteousness, but he is willing to fall in love with the devil. Take him down and kill him."
The big man in armor responded and went directly to get the person.
The old man Guan Shan, who was sitting opposite the handsome middle-aged man, suddenly stood up, dressed in black with awe-inspiring righteousness, and rolled directly towards the two people.
The handsome middle-aged man sat where he was, motionless, not even the slightest movement on the chessboard.
The armored man looked at the possessed scholar across from him, licked his lips and said, "You are already at the fourth level. This demonic energy is really powerful. I just don't know what destiny you are planning to make as you are at the third level? Is it your destiny to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors? You
Do you think the Confucian sage can agree?"
As the armored man spoke, he walked over, lowered his big hand, and took down the old man Guan Shan without waiting for his reaction.
The armored man lowered one hand, showing no resistance.
The fourth-grade scholar in Guanshan was captured easily.
"Call Mu Zhi up." Marquis Dingguo ordered the armored man who was about to go downstairs.
"Okay, handsome."
The big man in armor agreed angrily and carried the scholar downstairs.
After the armored man left, Marquis Dingguo tapped his finger on the chessboard.
Suddenly all the white stones and black stones changed their positions instantly.
After completing all this, Marquis Dingguo stood up and walked to the edge of the watchtower.
If you could look down from the air at this time, not far in front of the watchtower where Marquis Dingguo was standing, there was a clear dividing line between black and white.
What is used to isolate the dividing line is the Great Wall of Righteousness, with no end visible at a glance.
However, this Great Wall of Righteousness is only an appearance. Inside the Great Wall of Righteousness, there are countless swordsmen as its skeleton.
These weapons always exude the strength of a warrior.
These energies transformed into weapons again, strangling the black mist that was a hundred times blacker than ink.
Among all the weapons, the eight weapons that cannot be seen clearly are the most terrifying and exaggerated.
The energy emanating from it turned into golden dragons, swimming within the Great Wall of Righteousness.
Anyone who dares to cross the Great Wall of Righteousness will be killed by the golden dragon.
However, this Great Wall of Righteousness has been standing for too long, too long.
In addition, this black fog is extremely cunning, so it is inevitable that some fish will slip through the net.
Marquis Dingguo stood on the watchtower and looked up, and he saw a group of black mist, covered by countless small groups of black mist, crossing the Great Wall of Righteousness.
Marquis Dingguo sucked it casually, and a white seed fell into his hand.
Then Marquis Dingguo flicked his finger, and the white stone flew out and was blasted into the black mist.
Suddenly the black mist collapsed and finally dissipated invisible.
After Marquis Dingguo completed all this, a Confucian scholar covered in blood and with a cold face came to the watchtower.
"Mu Zhi, come and see how I am playing this game of chess?" Marquis Dingguo asked the Confucian scholar who came up.
The Confucian scholar glanced at the criss-crossed chess pieces on the chessboard and said, "Master Hou made a good move this time. The defeat was determined only on the twenty-fifth move."
Marquis Dingguo pointed to the white piece on the chessboard and said, "I hold the white piece."
The Confucian scholar nodded and said, "Master Hou, I am talking about Bai Zi."
After listening to the Confucian scholar's words, Marquis Dingguo felt the veins on his forehead twitch slightly: "I just said, "How can that butcher with a bone on the back of his head know how to play chess?"
After saying this, Marquis Dingguo said frankly: "Actually, I was the one who laid the sunspot."
The Confucian scholar nodded: "That's what I said, how could the Marquis win?"
Marquis Dingguo glanced at the Confucian scholar, and there was no sign of anger or joy on his face.
Without mentioning the chess game again, Marquis Dingguo said:
"Someone used the gold scroll.
It has something to do with Wu Zhao and the royal family, you should take a look first.
Then you go back on my behalf and give Wu Zhao a gift to congratulate her on becoming the crown prince.
By the way, go back and see Ning Chen again. He was also involved in what happened this time.
After all, your experiences with him are somewhat similar."
Marquis Dingguo said as he handed the golden scroll to the Confucian scholar.
The Confucian scholar scanned it quickly, frowning as he read.
"I am different from that Ning Chen. I first practiced Confucianism and then abandoned Confucianism and practiced martial arts.
He first practiced martial arts and then Confucianism.
In essence, I am still a Confucian scholar, and he is still a martial artist."
Marquis Dingguo nodded: "You are right to say so."
As soon as the conversation changed, Marquis Dingguo said: "A martial artist is a martial artist, but his song "Out of the Fortress" is really good.
I wish that the flying generals of the Dragon City would be here and not let the barbarian horses cross the Yin Mountains.
It sounds very morale-boosting.
It is said that little Li Li can improve his first-level strength during wartime by relying on this poem.
Use fifth grade to explode fourth grade combat power.
It’s no wonder that poetry at the level of a saint can actually explode with such power.”
The Confucian sage looked at Marquis Dingguo and said: "The way of poetry comes from inspiration, and there is a certain amount of chance. It cannot explain anything."
Marquis Dingguo nodded: "You are right to say that. But as far as I know, he was among the mountains and seas of books in the past two days.
With a saint-level enlightenment text, you can pass seven levels in one step."
After hearing what Marquis Dingguo said, the Confucian scholar's expression changed drastically.
The conversation changed and Marquis Dingguo continued: "
But this guy is too arrogant.
He was at the seventh level, in front of Yunshan Academy and the sculptures of Confucian saints.
He wrote the motto "Suppress Confucianism and promote all schools of thought."
When the Confucian scholar heard what Marquis Dingguo said, his face became slightly better and he agreed: "His idea is good.
But he is too young.
It’s really a pity for this guy’s talent.”
Marquis Dingguo smiled slightly and said, "It's a pity for you too.
Then you have the same idea as the Confucian sage.
The Confucian sage also felt it was a pity, so the statue of the Confucian sage spoke.
He said the word "good".
He is now regarded as a trailblazer for hundreds of schools of thought.
Kong Jijiu is now fully supporting him to prosper all schools.
When you go back this time, you can discuss with him the military path you want to take. I believe you will benefit a lot."
This time it was the Confucian scholar whose face was throbbing with veins.
He felt that he had been tricked by Marquis Dingguo.
"How come I don't know about these things?" the Confucian scholar asked Marquis Dingguo.
Marquis Dingguo said: "I thought that although you abandoned Confucianism and practiced martial arts, you still had some awareness of Confucianism and Taoism.
It seems that now you have completely drawn a clear line."
After finishing speaking, Marquis Dingguo added: "If we calculate the time, it should be the day of the Zhengqi Great Wall riot.
There was so much movement that day, I thought you already knew about it."
The Confucian scholar looked at Marquis Dingguo with an evil look on his face: "I asked you that day why the Great Wall of Zhengqi was rioting, but you said you didn't know."
Marquis Dingguo said: "I really didn't know it at the time, but I found out later when I received the information."
"I asked you about it the next day," the Confucian scholar said angrily.
Marquis Dingguo said: "Really? I thought you were going to test me at that time. So I didn't say anything."
The Confucian scholar felt that Dingguo Hou did all these things just to wait for him to fall into the trap.
The Confucian scholar took a deep breath, glanced at the copy of the Golden Scroll and said, "Do you know why no one has used the Golden Scroll despite your waiting all these years?"
"Don't you understand what Sun Jia wrote? It's because he didn't dare to misuse the golden scroll that was exchanged for the blood of Paoze." Marquis Dingguo replied.
The Confucian scholar nodded: "I admit that there will be people like Sun Jia.
But do you think the owners of the thousands of gold scrolls you sent out are all as noble as Sun Jia?"
"Then why do you think it is?" Marquis Dingguo asked.
The Confucian scholar smiled calmly: "How many of them do you think are illiterate or unable to write at all?"
This time the Confucian scholar's words did not hurt Marquis Dingguo.
Marquis Dingguo picked up the teacup leisurely and took a sip of hot tea: "You underestimate the Red Flame Army.
It just so happens that you can take a good look at them when you go back this time.
After seeing them, I think they will be of great help to you on the path you want to take."
The Confucian scholar did not expect that Marquis Dingguo was not harmed this time.
However, the Confucian scholars did not completely believe what Marquis Dingguo said.
Just as the two people were going back and forth, the big man in armor had already returned to his watchtower.
"Commander, should I go back and handle the matter regarding the veterans of the Red Flame Army this time?" the armored man asked hurriedly.
Marquis Dingguo shook his head: "Let Mu Zhi go back this time."
After Dingguohou announced his decision, he said to the Confucian scholars:
"This time when you go back, you need to be more grand.
For those clans that use the veterans who protect the country as bargaining chips, they will be killed when necessary.
Everyone must understand that they can fight no matter how hard they fight.
But never cross the bottom line.
Otherwise, even if you are a clan member, you are not immune to death."
The Confucian scholar did not expect that Marquis Dingguo would take this matter so seriously.
He was actually preparing to attack the emperor's relatives.
The Confucian scholar glanced at the big man in armor and asked Marquis Dingguo: "Master Marquis, do we need to inform Prince Jing about this matter?"
Marquis Dingguo took another sip of tea and said, "There is no need to inform Prince Jing. Someone will tell Prince Jing later.
I think Prince Jing is a sensible person and he will know what the bottom line is."
The big man in armor saw the Confucian scholar looking at him and said angrily: "Why are you looking at me like that?
I've said it ten thousand times, I'm not Prince Jing's undercover agent.