The morning wind is warm but not hot, and it feels like a girl's touch on your body, soft and comfortable.

But Li Sansi stepped in the wind, but his body and mind were extremely cold.

He came here to catch the ghost, and was sure to catch it, but after working hard all night, not only did Yang Tou'er escape from the Qinhuai River with all his secrets, but the ghost left on the flower boat was also still in the body of a certain oiran.

It is a power and a blessing, and there is nothing you can do about it for the time being.

The most important thing is that Lu'e is dead.

This hit him hard.

Although strictly speaking, Lu'e never even swam into his fish pond. The two only had a brief one-night stand and had no relationship since then.

But Neptune has always been philanthropic, and it was somewhat difficult to accept the fact that the woman he had slept with died in front of him.

In particular, Lu'e died to save himself, which made him feel extremely guilty.

Every time he thought of the scene of Lu'e falling in Chongming's illusion, his heart ached unbearably, and he had the urge to cut Ping Qiuhou and Song Que into pieces with a thousand knives.

Speaking of Ping Qiuhou's master and servant, I don't know how they are doing in the Yamen now.

Given their status and the importance of the treason case, I am afraid that they will not be easily interrogated and convicted for a while. They should go to the scribe's office to set up the file and then immediately take them to the Supervisory Yuan to wait for a hearing and detailed investigation.

Of course, during this period of time, Ping Qiuhou's minions will definitely try their best to rescue him.

In addition to the power of the Marquis Mansion itself, it is very likely that troops from the Sixth Department of the Imperial City will be dispatched, and even the God Emperor may be alerted.

After all, it concerns Pingqiuhou of the current dynasty, a real relative of the emperor. Once the news spreads that he was arrested and brought to justice by the writer, the whole city will be shaken.

Li Sansi knew very well that the ups and downs of the officialdom were as deep as the sea, and the darkness and corruption therein were so deep that it is unimaginable.

If Ping Qiuhou is finally rescued from the Prison Department by all parties, no matter whether he is convicted of treason or not, I am afraid that he will not be truly destroyed.

I will suffer unimaginable and terrible revenge in the future.

So he was considering whether to go directly to the Supervisory Yuan and stay there, just like when he privately killed Luo Xiuxian, and kill his father secretly.

Of course, if you really do this, the difficulty and the price you will have to pay must be extremely high.

While he was thinking a lot, there was a slight sound of footsteps beside him. When he looked up, he saw that Zhuo Qingming with a cold face had caught up with him and was walking side by side with him.

Looking at this lone martial artist who was still grim-faced and unwilling to bow his head even though he was seriously injured, Li Sansi relaxed a lot for no reason. He suddenly smiled and said, "Is there anything you want to ask me?"

The previous confrontation between him and Yang Qiansha was almost completely visible to Zhuo Qingming, so the news that Baigui had entered the Wei Dynasty could not be concealed.

Fortunately, he had always planned to recruit Zhuo Qingming to join the gang, so he had no intention of hiding it from him.

Not wanting to hear this, Zhuo Qingming not only acted quite calmly, but responded generously after a moment of silence, "There are indeed two questions that I want to clarify..."

The voice sounded as cold as before, but Li Sansi still felt that the other party's attitude towards him had changed a lot.

"Tell me about it..."

Li Sansi said, "As long as it's not about the author's internal secrets, I will tell you everything."

When Zhuo Qingming heard this, he twitched his lips for the first time and showed a faint smile. It was obvious that he was quite satisfied with Li Sansi's attitude.

But he soon realized that the cold image he had always adhered to seemed to be on the verge of collapse, so he put on a straight face again and said in a deep voice, "First question, is it true that hundreds of ghosts entered the Wei Dynasty?"

As we all know, the evil spirits in the world were suppressed deep underground by the Wei Dynasty many years ago and have not seen the light of day all year round.

It is said that if the fate of the country is not over, the world of ghosts will not be opened.

Moreover, it is said that several secret passages in the human and ghost realms are guarded day and night by masters from the Wei Dynasty. Once there is any movement in the ghost realm, they will definitely be alert.

But now, not only have ghosts appeared again in the Imperial City of Wei, but there are more than one, and most of them have found their hosts. Even seventh-floor masters like Yang Qiansha have not been spared.

What does this mean? It means that it is no longer just a matter of a day or two for hundreds of ghosts to enter the Wei Dynasty. They have been plotting for a long time and have deep roots.

But so far, there has been no warning in the imperial city.

Does it also mean that there have been many human traitors like Yang Qiansha in the world?

The Wei Dynasty has accumulated thousands of years of national destiny. Could it be that it has really declined to this point?

It's really not easy for an idiot like Zhuo Qingming to think of this.

In comparison, the brain cells of Biwang are much simpler.

Li Sansi did not hesitate and spoke quickly, his tone gradually becoming more solemn, "It's absolutely true! However, only a few people know about this matter at present. Until all the Wei traitors who conspired with the ghosts are found out, the imperial court has no plans to make it public for the time being. You know what I mean.

Bar?"

"Don't worry, I'm not a gossip."

Zhuo Qingming was calm on the surface, but in fact, he had violent fluctuations in his heart after confirming the news that Baigui had entered the Wei Dynasty.

He was silent for a moment, calmed down a little, and then spoke again. This time, his voice became deeper and deeper, "Second question, what are the conditions for joining the writer?"

As soon as he said these words, Li Sansi's expression froze. He obviously did not expect that Zhuo Qingming would take the initiative to ask about the writer.

He immediately stopped, thought for a moment and then replied seriously, "Either you have brains or you have strength, both are indispensable..."

Zhuo Qingming raised his head slightly, "Is it that simple?"

"Simple?"

Li Sansi shook his head and continued, "It's not over yet! We must abide by the law and abide by the rules; we must resolutely support and support any decision made by the Wei court and respond in a timely manner; we must love the current God Emperor wholeheartedly and must not slander or even slander behind his back.

abuse;

Do not do anything stupid that damages the image of the Wei Dynasty; do not leave the territory of the Wei Dynasty without permission, and do not have liaisons with enemy countries; at any time and under any circumstances, you must unconditionally accept the call of the court and be ready to go to the border battlefields to serve the country at any time

campaign……"

After talking for more than half an hour, he recited the rules of entry for the writer stored in the palace of thought. Suddenly, he felt that the atmosphere in the room became a little quiet. Li Sansi suddenly stopped talking and glanced at Zhuo Qing, who looked twitching.

Ming asked cautiously, "Isn't it that simple?"

"It is indeed cumbersome, but as a citizen of the Wei Dynasty, these rules are necessary."

At this time, Zhuo Qingming finally let go of his right hand. Although the injury on his left hand was still terrible, it was beginning to show signs of healing as the real power in his body gradually recovered.

He shook his arm, seemingly casually, but in fact he asked very seriously, "Is there any more? Haha, there should be none, right?"

Li Sansi smiled awkwardly, "And the last and most important point..."

Seeing that Zhuo Qingming's face suddenly darkened, Little Bronze did not dare to delay and said quickly, "The writers have always loved each other and helped each other. They are not allowed to fight internally, let alone fight in private. This is the rule set by Director Qin himself.

If you consciously can't do it, you won't get his approval."

As soon as he said these words, Zhuo Qingming immediately raised his eyes and looked at Li Sansi with a slightly mocking look on his face, "Love each other? Qin Xiaoyao is too naive."

"Indeed, I was quite disdainful when I first heard about it..."

Li Sansi said, "But in fact, it is very effective in restraining colleagues. If the writers were not required to love each other, I am afraid that the first to fight would be the three gold medal adults."

"Oh? It seems that the water in the writer's office is deeper than I thought. It's interesting!"

Zhuo Qingming pondered for a moment, then suddenly changed the topic and said seriously, "You should know Zhuo's temper. He is humble and peaceful, low-key and polite, loyal to the emperor and patriotism, very rule-abiding, and very principled...

..Coupled with the martial arts level on the seventh floor, not to mention how powerful it is, it should be no problem to defeat half of the masters of the writer... How about it? Do you think I have a chance?"

"What chance?"

Li Sansi didn't understand why Zhuo Qingming felt so good. He quickly asked, "Join the writer?"

Zhuo Qingming snorted coldly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Li Sansi's knowing question.

He glared at Little Bronze Medal, "Do you have any objections?"

Li Sansi smiled and said, "Of course I don't have any opinions, I'm just a little curious. Why does a seventh-floor martial artist who has been alone for decades suddenly join the pen? This is not like your style."

"Don't you want me to join the penholder?"

Zhuo Qingming said, "You showed kindness to me in every possible way in that flower boat, and you even didn't hesitate to fall out with everyone in the Qinhuai River. Do you just want to stand up for me? Showing kindness without purpose will only make you look like an idiot. I

I believe you are not such a person."

After hearing this, Li Sansi sighed inwardly, "King Zhuobi is really smarter than King Lengbi."

He shook his head and laughed, and simply stopped pretending, "Yes, I do take a fancy to your seventh-floor martial arts cultivation..."

After a pause, he quickly added, "Of course, I am also very optimistic about your character... Although the author has a deep foundation and countless people with superior intelligence, there are not many real masters. He is full of calculations, except for half-step eight.

Apart from Director Qin of the building, there are only three major gold medals that can be obtained."

"And there are even fewer people who stand in the same camp as me. Originally there was only one Yang Jinjin, but now he has conspired with ghosts and abandoned the bright and turned to the dark. This has made me quite passive and the situation has become very dangerous."

"You have also seen that Ping Qiuhou hates me so much that he wants me to die immediately. He even colludes with the sorcerers of the Southern Jin Dynasty to take my life...and there are countless people inside and outside the Qinhuai River who have ill intentions towards me.

, you haven’t seen the looks in those young masters’ eyes, they want to eat me up, if I don’t have a powerful expert to protect me, I’m afraid it will be difficult for me to move forward in the future!”

Having said this, he suddenly pushed back his straight hair behind his forehead, straightened out his slightly messy black uniform, then straightened his posture, looked forward, and bowed respectfully to Zhuo Qingming, "Qin Huai.
Chapter completed!