Chapter 122 Ascetic monks, arrogant and domineering commanders (8.3k)
Yu Ziqing is in pain now.
He was forced to organize some theoretical knowledge on calligraphy practice.
However, Lao Yang firmly believed in this, and the village chief regarded it as the truth. People in the village now respected him more and more.
However, he knows some theoretical knowledge about hammers.
Now that I think about it and combine it with what Li Chang has already done, Yu Ziqing can probably remember a few things.
He once said that even if he is a purely mortal body, without refining Qi, refining God, or even refining body, as long as the foundation of the body is strong enough, it doesn't even need to be as strong as it was before Erhan started refining the body.
If you have meticulous control over your body and strength, you can do a lot of things.
For example, when running on water, the water is no more than your knees.
Theoretically, as long as the physical body is strong enough and the control of strength and body is meticulous enough.
So, theoretically, theoretically, it is not impossible for a person to step on the air by pedicure and walk on the air.
The weight of more than one hundred kilograms, stepping on the snow without leaving any footprints, is the foundation.
To embroider flowers on fragile dead leaves, but the dead leaves do not break, is an advanced step.
Later, I considered that if the physical training has not awakened the magical power of flying, the maneuverability is a bit poor. When encountering flying enemies, it is not easy to turn in mid-air.
Then add the Yunlong Triple Wave. In theory, it can change directions quickly in mid-air...
No matter how high-end it is, when it collides, the forces are mutual, but the force of the rebound can also be used in a way to redirect it again and blast it out, so that not a single bit of power is wasted...
Yu Ziqing stared angrily and started writing things on the paper that he couldn't even do.
It’s all theory anyway, write it!
I am a keyboard theorist. As long as you don’t let me do it and let me play it, how can I still be unable to play it?
Finally, thinking about it carefully, this is not bragging.
Before starting a topic, someone must first imagine a direction. If it is theoretically feasible, then that's fine.
Anyway, the person who proposes the general direction basically only needs to control the general direction, and leave the details to others to perfect.
I draw a line, and someone can add hundreds of millions of details and draw a dragon, which is very reasonable.
I'm just a weakling. I can't do the theory I proposed, which is also very reasonable.
I will learn from Li Chang in the future. I am a junior weakling, so it makes more sense.
Anyway, there are precedents of monks who know a lot but don't know how to use it. If the same thing appears again in physical cultivation, there is nothing to doubt.
Yu Ziqing grinned loudly, let himself go, and began racking his brains to make up things.
After he was able to play reasonably well, Yu Ziqing quietly left the village, walked around to the side of Jinlan Mountain, found a big rock, and began to try to practice.
Take a horse stance, clench your fist, adjust your strength, let the energy and blood flow throughout your body to assist in controlling your strength, and then punch out.
Half of his arms did not penetrate into the big stone, and he blasted a big hole in the stone, and cracks spread around the big hole.
Yu Ziqing retracted his arm, stood there thinking for a moment, and sighed secretly.
It's still too far behind. To be honest, he still doesn't know the details of Li Chang's punch and what the key trick is.
Technical fluid repair is still a bit too difficult.
Quietly returning to the village, Yu Ziqing followed the village leader shamelessly, wanting to learn from him.
That trick of beating an ox across a mountain is really suitable for physical training. If you don't learn it, you won't be able to eat well.
"You want to learn from me?" The director was a little shocked.
"How normal is this? I'm just putting forward a theory. Besides, I'm only a fourth-level physical practitioner. And I'm only young. I don't have enough accumulation and body training experience, so I can't be very normal.
Look at those cultivators, each of them knows more than anyone else, but you ask them to try it out?
Aren't they just understanding it, but not being able to do it?
Besides, how many years has it been since the research on qi-refining monks? How many strong people are there in qi-refining? How many are in physical cultivation?
No one has ever studied this aspect of physical cultivation. It all relies on one's own perception and is not systematic at all.
A qi refining monk's secret method can be recorded clearly and plainly, and then he can practice according to it.
But Li Chang, you can do it, can you record every detail clearly and meticulously?"
Yu Ziqing spoke plausibly, and after thinking about it a little, it seemed that this was indeed the case.
He himself couldn't explain in detail how to control it. He couldn't explain the smallest details at all.
Every muscle and every trace of energy and blood in the body is dynamic, and every moment must be completely controlled to achieve a state of balance, but can explode at any time.
Even the simplest step on the snow without a trace, the changes and control are actually quite complicated.
"Then you should also start by embroidering dead leaves."
Li Chang's figure swayed and disappeared. In the blink of an eye, he came back again with several leaves in his hand.
He threw away the dead leaves and took out a relatively fresh leaf.
"You'd better use this first. I've tried it before. It's too difficult to use dead leaves directly. It will break instantly. This one is easier, not so easy to break..."
"..."
Yu Ziqing stared at the leaves, and then saw that they didn't look like they were deliberately seeking revenge, and thought to himself.
Here it comes, my retribution has finally come!
Yu Ziqing took a deep breath and thought of that trick of beating an ox across a mountain. He practiced it no matter what.
For the first time, he wanted to learn how to embroider like the inside.
But the moment it started, the leaves were chewed up by the threads, and the threads were broken into dozens of pieces. The needle in the hand also flew out, and I don’t know where it went...
Yu Ziqing kept silent and built a wooden house in the locust tree forest. He lived next to it and had leaves at all times.
"Whoosh..."
A thin needle flew dozens of feet in an instant, pierced four or five locust trees, and was nailed to a locust tree behind.
The hungry ghost in the locust tree stretched out his head, took a look with a grimace, then quietly got out from behind the tree, walked hundreds of feet away, and knocked on the trunk of a locust tree.
"Wang Wuliu, let me discuss something with you. Can I stay with you for a while?"
In the locust forest, a hungry ghost poked his head out, a little confused.
"What's wrong?"
"I can't live there for the time being. I'm afraid that the master will kill me accidentally. If you are willing, we can change places. Haven't you always wanted my locust tree?"
"This is what you said. You want to change it. It's not my fault." Wang Wuliu got out of the locust tree and immediately ran towards the locust tree near the inner edge.
However, a moment later, he came back with a horrified look on his face.
"I think it would be good for us to live together here..."
The two hungry ghosts got into a locust tree together in tacit understanding.
Where Yu Ziqing's wooden house is located, within a radius of a hundred feet, there is not a single hungry ghost left; everyone has moved.
In just one day, there were already dozens of fine needles inserted into the locust trees.
Those hungry ghosts had no choice but to move. Although the thin needle was not very powerful, but what if, if Yu Ziqing killed them, they would die unjustly.
Yu Ziqing persevered, and starting from the second day, he temporarily put down the embroidered leaves, and began to roll two stone balls on his palms to practice the fine operation of his hands.
After just practicing for a day, he realized that although there was no progress, he could already feel something deeper, such as the small muscles in his hands and the subtle movement of qi and blood.
At least it proves that the method is still effective.
With a calm mind, Yu Ziqing started practicing. Now he felt that it was no longer important whether he could master the skill of beating an ox across a mountain.
The benefits begin to appear silently when you start practicing.
A month passed by, and it had been many days since Yu Ziqing's first version of Physical Training Practical Skills Theory had been handed in.
He was sitting at the door of the wooden house and while he was continuing to practice, he heard a bang and looked up into the distance.
I saw the long figure flying rapidly through the air. At first, there was a popping sound in the air. Later, the speed was obviously faster, but no popping sound was heard.
Seeing that the speed soaring into the sky slowed down a little, I saw Li Chang's figure suddenly twisting in mid-air and somersaulting over, and then the speed skyrocketed again and continued to rush towards the sky.
There was a loud bang, and his body completed a right-angle turn in the sky and flew sideways.
Yu Ziqing looked on blankly.
Well, the theory has turned into reality so quickly...
His eyes were calm and his face was numb. He continued to lower his head and began to embroider.
He has mastered basic embroidery skills and knows where to place the needle, and when the thread passes through it, the speed will not break the leaves.
I also know what angle is most suitable and what rhythm is most suitable.
Although it was a bit slow, it only took two hours to embroider half of the leaf, and it was still very ugly.
At least the path is correct. Next, we have to start to speed up slowly. When we practice until it grows inward, we don’t need to support it. We can just throw up the dead leaves with one hand and complete the embroidery in one or two breaths. The dead leaves fall on the ground.
If it is not broken on the ground, then it will be considered completed and you can proceed to the next step.
I have to say that the innate conditions for physical cultivation are indeed good.
Only when the prerequisite hardware meets the standards can the subsequent software be able to run.
Yu Ziqing gradually enjoyed it. It was so good to feel that he was getting stronger every day.
No wonder there are so many people who practice qi. After completing their daily practice, they can clearly feel that their true energy today is a little more than yesterday. Could this kind of positive feedback have a bad effect?
Qing Qing took a plate of beef jerky and bit it hard. He walked all the way to Yu Ziqing's wooden house and quietly watched Yu Ziqing embroidery.
After Yu Ziqing finished a practice session, Qing Qing handed over the plate.
"Brother, they said you like to eat beef jerky the most."
Yu Ziqing picked up a piece of beef jerky that was as hard as dead wood and made a crunching sound when he bit into it.
After tasting it carefully, the taste of this batch of fake beef jerky was still not quite right.
The hungry cooks have to work harder.
"Go back and tell them that there is too little butter added to the beef offal, and the dryness is still a little bit worse. Although it is not easy to break, it is too hard..."
"Well, okay, I'll go back and tell them."
"How do you feel living here?"
"It's very good. The people in the village are also very good, and the village chief is also very good. But the village chief seems to like beating people. Brother Erhan was beaten again yesterday, and he is still lying on the bed. He doesn't take any medicine.
, he said he should lie down and rest for a few days, and with the medicine given by Grandpa Sheep, he will recover very quickly."
Qing Qing bit down on the fake beef jerky while answering Yu Ziqing's questions. There was a smile on his face and eyes, and it was obvious that he liked his current life.
It is a simple life and simple happiness that children should have.
All responsibilities, curses, and pressures are gone.
No one even cares who he is or where he comes from.
Everyone treats him as an ordinary child from the bottom of their hearts.
He has only been here for a month and he is already a little fat. Anyone who sees him every day will give him something to eat.
And being willing to give you food is the way people in the village express their love.
"Well, as long as you like it, has the director taught you boxing skills?"
"Yes, Grandpa Li Chang said that I am still too young and there is no need to practice, but I must learn boxing to maintain my health."
"You're right. It's necessary to maintain a good body and bones. As for whether you want to train in the future, we can wait until you grow up."
"I will also practice physical fitness in the future. There is no one in our village who does not practice physical fitness, but I will wait until a long time before practicing."
"Huh? What?" Yu Ziqing was startled.
"Brother, have you forgotten? The chief said, you said before that keeping in good health is something unique to us in Jinlan Mountain, just like being a monk.
But those of us here are not monks, nor are we practicing Taoism. We have to change our name and call them Ox Horse Ascetic Monks.
If only I could cultivate my body for a hundred or two hundred years before starting to refine my body, and then go mining to hone my temperament, and mine for decades or hundreds of years.
Wait until your Qi and blood begin to decline before you start refining your body.
By that time, no matter how poor your talent is, you will at least be at the bottom of the seventh level of body training.
Maybe in a thousand years, there will be more than a dozen ninth-level body cultivators in our village.
Brother, you are really a genius. The head of the village said that you are the one who will guide us when we start physical training in our village and the way forward."
Yu Ziqing looked at Qing Qing's look of admiration and didn't explain. He silently took out a jade slip and wrote down what he just said.
Just hearing the words "cow and horse ascetic monk", he knew that these words were definitely what he said.
There is a real case of Youli Chang, and Qing Qingdu firmly believes in it, and now he plans to take this path, which just fulfills his wish to not practice cultivation in a short period of time.
"Hey..." Yu Ziqing sighed with a complicated face, touched Qing Qing's head, and said seriously: "Forget it in the village, you must remember it when dealing with outsiders in the future.
Everything in the village has nothing to do with me. I didn't lead them to practice, nor did I give them guidance. It's because they are talented and has nothing to do with me. You must remember that."
"Brother, I understand, I understand." Qing Qing nodded repeatedly, as if I understand you don't want to take credit and be arrogant.
"Okay, you go and play, I'm going to continue practicing..." Yu Ziqing waved his hands feebly and lay down completely. There was no point in explaining anymore.
He is really afraid that he will be hung on the wall of shame in the future and will be infamy for thousands of years.
Then the most numerous Qi Refining monks recorded it with embarrassment: The sinful beginning of all this was Qing Ziyu.
Oh, yes, what Qing Ziyu did has anything to do with me, Yu Ziqing.
"ha……"
Yu Ziqing laughed and continued practicing.
…
Lao Yang opened the metal box. Yu Ziqing suddenly remembered it before, so he gave it to him, saying that it was given by Xiao Ao Qing in the past, and that it contained some dragon things.
Opening the box and seeing the magic weapon inside, Lao Yang only glanced at it for a few times before he found some scales that recorded the inheritance of the dragon clan.
After memorizing everything recorded in it, he put it back into the box.
Yu Ziqing had never opened it. He had never wanted it from the beginning. Once he opened it, he was afraid that he would be greedy if he saw something good.
It's better not to look at it, treat it all as Qing Qing's belongings, and keep it all for him.
Qing Qing doesn't want to have anything to do with the Dragon Clan now, and she doesn't want those things either. It's just a matter of attachment.
Later, when the knot in his heart slowly resolves, when he takes another path and sees those things and can smile freely, those bad memories are actually just long-lasting memories.
Gu Hafnium
At that time, this memory was no longer related to the dragon clan, but to him, Yu Ziqing, and the village.
This box is the beginning of witnessing a beautiful memory.
Lao Yang naturally understood what Yu Ziqing meant, so he didn't take it either. After recording, he put it back and sealed it again.
Greed also depends on circumstances and things.
Yu Ziqing will sweep away every drop of the water that contains the huge vitality of his birthplace on the island, but he will not touch anything in the box.
After Lao Yang recorded it, he swayed and transformed into a black dragon, imprinting all the inheritance, secret techniques, and magical powers into his scales one by one.
This is the most convenient way for the Dragon Clan to store information. It can be mobilized at any time when you want to use it.
When not in use, this information will be engraved into the bloodline. After the descendants are born, they will be born with many things in the bloodline.
Those things are like human babies. They cry when they are born, expand their lungs, and instinctively suck milk. It's just that the natural instincts of dragon babies are much stronger.
With the burning completed, I have just started to learn a few secret techniques.
The old sheep suddenly raised his head and glanced east.
He felt that someone was using the dragon clan's unique secret magic song to inform all the dragon clan in the world.
Those chants containing sadness represent the death of a ninth-level member of the dragon clan.
After Lao Yang transformed into a dragon, he could sense it. He looked at the dragon-shaped ring coiled several times on his paw.
He slowly raised his head and looked towards the east.
The Dragon Clan is so brave, they actually dare to admit that the evil dragon is a member of the Dragon Clan.
But after sensing it for a while, Lao Yang felt something was wrong.
This secret method can be transmitted directly to the forbidden area of Jinlan Mountain, allowing him to sense...
Not to mention Jinlan Mountain, even the Sanshen Dynasty further east does not have a single member of the Dragon Clan. They are passing on information indiscriminately.
They don't know where the person they want to know is, so they can only do this.
After thinking for a moment, Lao Yang understood.
I came here specifically to tell Ao Qing.
Tell him that the evil dragon is dead, and so is the true dragon bloodline of the dragon clan.
From today on, everything in the past has nothing to do with you.
Lao Yang glanced towards the village, but Qing Qing had no reaction at all. He had made his own choice with the help of Qinglong Xuying. Now he has nothing to do with the Dragon Clan, from his bloodline to his soul.
Already.
Today's Qing Qing is just a human race, or in other words, just like his dragon race which is not a dragon race, Qing Qing is also a human race who is not a human race.
When the Dragon Clan does this, the deaf are performing for the blind.
After much thought, Laoyang did not tell Qing Qing. He told Yu Ziqing what he sensed and let Yu Ziqing make the decision.
After all, Yu Ziqing is closer to Qing Qing, and it is easier to talk about them whether they talk or not.
After Yu Ziqing finished listening, he was silent for a moment.
"Old Yang, tell me, what is the Dragon Clan doing this for?
When the evil dragon was still there, they ignored it, but now that it is gone, they publicly informed the dragon clan of the world with its lamentation, and continued to recognize the evil dragon as a member of the dragon clan.
What are you trying to figure out?”
"You are wrong. They do not recognize the evil dragon, but they recognize Ao Qing."
The old sheep looked to the east and said in a deep voice.
"You may not understand what the true dragon bloodline means to the dragon clan.
This is probably what food means to Jinlan Mountain.
So you understand, right?"
"understood."
Lao Yang had previously triggered the thunder catastrophe and resisted it with the body of an evil dragon. At that time, they themselves could not save themselves and tried their best to survive the disaster.
In the end, maybe something was left behind and something was exposed.
Even the Dragon Clan might know that Ao Qing had buried him several times.
Now that the lamentations are spreading indiscriminately, they are showing that they still recognize Ao Qing and let Ao Qing live a good life. They have dealt with the beginning and the end.
From now on, Ao Qing no longer has to carry anything.
No need to worry about exposure.
Yu Ziqing thought about it, called Qing Qing, and told him what Lao Yang had said.
Qing Qing's face was very calm, neither happy nor unhappy.
He glanced towards the east, and after a long silence, he clasped his hands and bowed in obeisance.
Yu Ziqing smiled and touched his head.
"Don't worry, you are Qing Qing from Jinlan Mountain now and a member of our village. If anyone dares to make trouble with you, I will beat him to death. If I can't, there will be others in our village.
Don't worry."
"I understand, and I'm not worried. Every day I live now is earned."
"No more nonsense about whether you can make money or not."
…
Deep in the East China Sea, an old dragon thousands of feet tall looked up to the sky and screamed sadly. The invisible sound, accompanied by the dragon clan's secret method, turned into a rhythm that other races could not feel, and spread in all directions indiscriminately.
After a long time, he flew down from mid-air and transformed into a dragon-headed man again. He glanced towards the west and sighed secretly.
Hope everything is fine.
He didn't want Ao Qing to be burdened with too much. Unfortunately, Ao Qing had been burdened with too much since he was born.
This is not something he, the old Dragon King, can decide.
Even the word "green" in Ao Qing's name is not something he, the old Dragon King, can decide.
That was set according to established rules before he was even born.
Because Ao Qing's true dragon bloodline comes from the ancient true dragon Qinglong.
When the green dragon's shadow appeared, the old dragon king already understood many things. Other dragons didn't know, but he was very sure.
That green dragon phantom cannot be caused by the evil dragon. The evil dragon does not have the qualifications and abilities.
Even the evil dragon wouldn't dare to do it if he had the ability.
That trace of phantom can call back a trace of Qinglong's will from nothingness.
Qinglong opened his eyes, and the first one he wanted to kill must be the evil dragon that had completely lost control.
But the final outcome is somewhat different.
The old Dragon King no longer wants to investigate in detail, nor does he want to know the more detailed truth. Knowing it may not be good.
Whether it was Ao Qing who found a chance of survival or someone else, if Qinglong showed mercy, then he would admit the matter.
I even feel that now is the best result.
The old Dragon King stepped into the sea, surrounded by a large number of dragons following him.
When the old dragon king walked up to one of the dark blue dragons, he kicked it into the seabed. It screamed and the dragon's spine was broken into several pieces.
After a while, the guy turned into a human and came back with an aggrieved face, not daring to ask any more questions.
"Remember, the evil dragon is an evil dragon, and Ao Qing is Ao Qing, they are not the same thing.
What we are telling you is only Ao Qing, not the evil dragon. If anyone has any objections, let him tell me face to face.
Otherwise, I will pretend that you have no objection.
If you let me know who is talking behind your back, I will peel off his dragon skin, pull out his dragon tendons, and throw him to the beach.
snort……"
The old Dragon King snorted coldly, looked around, turned around and walked into the sea.
Those dragons were as silent as a cicada and did not dare to say anything more.
The old Dragon King's biological son was almost kicked to death by him, so who dared to say anything more.
Besides, dragons actually have a bad impression of evil dragons. They had a very good impression of Ao Qing when he was not crazy. He was polite, enthusiastic and patient. He was a better person than most dragons. Unfortunately, he went crazy not long after he became an adult.
Already.
…
In the Jinyiwei Yamen, the commander sat on a chair and rubbed his brows tiredly.
A lot of things have not been going well recently. Emperor Qian is in retreat, and the prince and other princes are fighting to the death.
And things were not peaceful in the Jinyiwei Yamen either.
A commander-in-chief died just last year, and another one has died these days, and he was also his immediate confidant.
The last one had something to do with the Feng family. He knew that it was definitely not the Feng family, and it was not easy to find out. If you tell me, you Jinyiwei had nothing to do. What do you want to do by following the head of the Feng family?
There is no way to explain clearly who died this time.
Died in the Dragon Tomb in the East China Sea.
The evil dragon was completely dead, and the old dragon king of the dragon clan came over in person.
At this time, I dare say that one of his immediate confidants died there. Maybe the old Dragon King will think that the death of the evil dragon has something to do with them.
As for the spies they sent to the East China Sea this time, as long as they were still in the tens of thousands of miles of sea when the evil dragon died, and had no time to escape back, none of them was left alive. They all died silently, without leaving even a trace.
.
He knew clearly that the Dragon Clan must have done this, but he couldn't mention a word and could only hold his nose and endure it.
Even within Jinyiwei, he could only say that those people were on other missions.
Then the people who are about to die are spread out over two or three years, and the news of their death is slowly released.
There are now internal job vacancies, and there are too many people wanting to take them.
With Emperor Qian absent, he, as the commander, became the number one target for favors.
Even though Jin Yiwei has a particularly bad reputation and the work he does is extremely dangerous, he is still just a person below.
The two vacant positions of commanding officials are all wanted by those powerful people.
Even though the princes and princes did not dare to interfere with the Jin Yiwei affairs, the people below them had already begun to recommend themselves.
There are many factions in the court, and over time, they go around and around, and you come and go. In the end, no matter who you are, if you have nothing to do with this powerful person, you will have something to do with that powerful person.
Even if he is a commander, he can gain some kinship with those people.
So, let alone the people below.
The simplest thing is that we cannot say that people below cannot get married. They can only marry commoners.
Otherwise, if you get married, your natal family will be involved, and your natal family will be involved. There will definitely be people in those factions.
After a long time, the commander sighed.
He felt that he might not be able to sit in this position for long.
And as long as I get down from this position, I'm afraid I won't live much longer.
There is no happy ending for those who act like hawks and dogs.
He had given up hope and only hoped that the family members he had quietly sent away one after another over the years would survive.
The incense in the province has been cut off, and there will be no one to worship him in the future during the Qingming Festival.
Just when he was beginning to think about his escape route, someone from his subordinates reported from outside.
"Sir, Mr. Liu from the East Palace Gate is here to visit..."
"Master Liu, who the hell is he? He's missing. Get out!"
His face turned pale and he quickly retreated.
After a while, the men arrived at the entrance of Jinyiwei Yamen.
He glanced at the young man in a robe and said slowly.
"Our adults have said, who are you? You can't see me, get out of here."
The young man's face was ashen and he said angrily.
"I was sent by His Highness the Crown Prince to come to see you. You are so arrogant and domineering. It's really... It's really..."
He spoke for a long time, looking at the Jin Yiwei who looked at him coldly, but did not dare to say anything further.
In the end, he could only stamp his feet bitterly, turn around and leave.
The young man returned to the East Palace with his waist badge in hand, and said in a more jealous manner when they met.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince, that man surnamed Song is simply too arrogant and domineering. I hold His Highness's order in my hand and have not yet stated my purpose. I have not even entered the door. He dares to say who I am and tell me to get out. This is I don’t take His Highness seriously at all.”
On the low couch, Prince Daqian raised his eyelids, flicked his fingers, and saw a stream of light flying out, beheading the young man on the spot.
Then the prince sat up and looked at the Chang Sui beside him, with a puzzled look on his face.
"The people we have hired recently are all this kind of people. Whose family they belong to? Send them back quickly. Don't be embarrassed here.
Does that man named Song still dare to be polite and grovel to me?
He is so polite, but I dare not respond."
Chang Sui quickly knelt down on the ground.
"Your Highness, calm down. This is a critical moment recently. We have been losing manpower one after another. The abilities of these trustworthy people are indeed a bit uneven..."
"Okay, you don't know the rumors outside, right? Now they are beginning to spread secretly, that my second brother's mansion is no longer foul, and the foul smell around him will dissipate on its own. This is a vision from heaven, and he has ancient He has the appearance of a sage and a wise king.
Don't think I don't know, he relies on the magic weapon that Da Li got to confuse the people here.
Don't be stupid. The newly recruited people all come from high backgrounds, so it's not like they can't handle this, right?
Anyone who provokes the Jin Yiwei under my banner should be killed as soon as possible.
By the way, take that guy to the Jinyiwei Yamen."
The commander immediately responded, took the headless body away, and personally delivered it to the Jinyiwei's yamen gate.
"My lords, His Highness the Crown Prince has just learned of this matter. It has now been found out that this person stole the ID card from somewhere and used His Highness the Crown Prince's name to deceive and cheat. He even went to the Jinyiwei Yamen to do the deception. He deserves to die. Your Highness has already
He rectified the law on the spot."
Chang Sui dropped the body, bowed his hands and turned to leave.