"Brother Six, please make me a pot of tea. Go to Zheng's Tea House to get the tea. Well, the tea house is still there, right? Just say it's what I want and get the freshly picked 'Spring Boudoir Play'. Don't take too much. Ask, the weather is cold, please warm up and calm down the shock."
Sixth Brother is able to do things well, so go and do it quickly.
As Scar Lao Liu went back and forth, Zheng Xiu observed the architectural changes in the imperial city and figured out a lot of things.
He was forced to accept the current result helplessly.
The flaw I made, I could only straighten my back and cry to poke it back.
Now it just needs to be confirmed.
He actually wanted to go home from prison.
But after the butterfly effect occurred, the changes in the imperial city made Zheng Xiu feel a little uneasy.
Squat down for a while and see clearly before talking.
"If everything that happens in this ghost world can affect my reality."
"Then how far can this 'influence' go?"
"In other words,"
"All the things that happened in the ghost world happened twenty years ago."
"It's even possible that what the crazy military advisor said and the vision that dad had before he died are also true?"
"Did dad survive?"
"According to normal reasoning, what 'Zheng Shan' changed only allowed Feng Bei and Wei Chen to survive."
"Let them who should have died twenty years ago survive, and this has brought about various changes."
"So, if there are all kinds of weird things in the outside world, wouldn't it be... very dangerous?"
He goes out in his incarnation and can die thousands of times. At worst, he has to load files and start over.
But once a real person comes in, the encounter may be gone.
hiss…
While Zheng Xiu was dining in the wind, drinking in the snow, and thinking about life, Scar Laoliu came back carrying hot tea.
After taking a sip, Zheng Xiu felt warm all over.
In fact, with the addition of [Unbreakable], Zheng Xiu was as if he was in jail. He was not afraid of the severe cold. Even if his body was soaked in snow, Zheng Xiu did not suffer much. What was warm was just his mentality, which made Master Zheng feel cold. The cold heart and liver feel a little more comfortable.
It was rare that Scar Laoliu was still consistent with him. Mr. Zheng made an excuse, saying that he had a lot of money and was weak. He had been frozen all night and was confused. He had forgotten many things. He wanted to discuss it with Scar Lao Liu. He helped me review one or two.
Originally, the reason "you will be confused by the cold all night" was a little ridiculous, but the words "wealth is too much, body is weak" made Scar Laoliu nod his head, saying that it made sense.
You have the final say if you have more money.
In this way, Mr. Zheng and Scar Laoliu had a chat over tea and figured out the causes and consequences of all this.
At the beginning of November of the 32nd year of Yuan Zun'an, Zheng Xiu was imprisoned for the unjust crime of "hiding 50 million in taxes."
At that time, I lived in Prison No. 1, Room A.
Scar Laoliu is the little leader of the jailers there.
Mr. Zheng successfully convinced Scar Old Liu with his charisma.
Living across the street was Jiang Gaoyi, the governor of Yanzhou.
During this period, Erniang and the four lovely flowers came in and out, asking the old man how he was doing, adding clothes and warm quilts, and stroking his shoulders and legs.
These are exactly what Zheng Xiu remembers.
Then things started to happen.
First, Shi Wentong came to see Mr. Zheng and died tragically on the street that night.
"Well, that's right to die."
The master took a sip of tea and nodded, feeling quite calm.
Scar Laoliu didn't think much about Master Zheng's words. He had already finished speaking and continued to tell the story honestly.
Brother Six stretched out his hands and pinched them down one by one.
"Later on, strange things happened one after another, and many dignitaries and dignitaries fell in love with each other one after another."
Scar Lao Liu Dao.
"After the death of Dr. Shi Wentong of the Ministry of Finance,"
"Then there is Hao Yunlai, a member of the civil service department."
Zheng Xiu skimmed the tea for a moment.
The inner thoughts are none of my business, so I continue to listen.
"Next is Mr. Duan Cai Duan of the Fugui Teahouse,"
"Thousands of miles of salt will bring wealth to the noble dog,"
"Zangbingzhuge Zhang Wushuang, Mr. Zhang,"
Zheng Xiu nodded repeatedly, secretly thinking that he was right.
I thought it was over, but Scar Lao Liu's fingers were still clenching. He couldn't count with one hand, so he changed his hand.
"The Ministry of Civil Affairs examines the virtues of company secretary Yu Wen."
"Master Zhou Jizhou, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment."
Scar Lao Liu named several officials in succession.
Ten fingers are used up.
"Gone?"
Scar Laoliu glanced at Master Zheng secretly and whispered: "There is another one... Master Zheng really doesn't remember?"
Zheng Xiu looked up at the sky: "It's so cold."
Hearing this, Scar Laoliu glanced at Zheng Xiu distressedly and said: "Finally, this is the reason why Mr. Zheng was mentioned to the 'Wangtiantai' overnight. Just three days ago, it was said that the little princess whom the Holy Father loved most was...
Princess Yurun is dead!"
Mr. Zheng looked at Scar Laoliu in surprise: "If you die, you will die. What does it have to do with Zheng mentioning Wangtiantai overnight?"
Scar Lao Liu said weakly: "Lao Liu knew that Mr. Zheng must have been wronged, but in the room where the princess died tragically, there were several words written in blood on the wall: Murderer, Marquis Zhonglie... It was spread throughout the city.
, there is an uproar, this, the Holy Spirit will not send you to death row."
"puff!"
The half mouthful of hot tea that Zheng Xiu didn't have time to swallow sprayed all over Scar Laoliu's face.
…
Wutiemu Ling!
Black!
Black box!
Among the six doors, Guo Zifei looked at the "Wang Xian San" written on the token in surprise, and his heart was filled with huge waves.
"Hey! Why is it that the night is still young and the day is still young? The murder cases that occur in the imperial city are all handled by Six Doors! Without a warrant, who dares to intervene in Six Doors' cases?"
A clever six-door officer saw Guo Zifei's livid face, stood up with a cry, and put his hand on the sword at his waist.
"Shut up."
Guo Zifei angrily scolded his subordinates and waved his hands: "All of you, stand down."
The officials immediately fell silent.
In a blink of an eye, only four people, Feng Bei, Dou Xie, Yue Yan, and the anxious Guo Zifei were left in the yamen.
Guo Zifei rubbed his hands and said sternly: "Don't blame these adults. They didn't know the inside story. They only knew that ordinary murders were handled by the six sects, but they didn't know that strange murders were handled by 'Ye Weiyang'.
Behind Feng Bei, Yue Yan gently raised her hand, revealing a fair and skillful hand under her sleeve, with nails painted bright red. Yue Yan was seen hooking the black iron wood token on the doorpost, and the token seemed to have grown legs.
, "Boom", he pulled it out from the doorpost, flexibly turned it, and hung it back on Feng Bei's waist in the blink of an eye.
Feng Bei nodded indifferently to Yue Yan as a thank you.
"Oh?" Yue Yan looked at Guo Zifei with a smile: "The number one catcher in the imperial city is indeed well-deserved. It turns out that you have a glimpse of the door and mastered thaumaturgy?"
"Ahem, I don't want to be the number one catcher." Guo Zifei looked embarrassed: "I already applied to be transferred to the 'Night Guard' half a year ago, but unfortunately there has been no response yet."
"Half a year ago?" Yue Yan stretched out her fingers to support her chin, looking thoughtful, and quickly shook her head: "It stands to reason that someone in the official family will contact you after they get a glimpse of the door and the magical operation. Unless you hide it.
It’s too deep, or the grade is too low, I wonder what Guo Shenqi’s grade is…?”
Guo Zifei's attitude of "I'm very honored to join you" is obviously not the former.
"I am not very talented, but I was promoted to the fifth rank of thaumaturge not long ago!"
"Ah, that's it. Then please train Guo Shenqin more~ If you want to join the Night Guard, unless there is someone inside, you must be rated at least third grade."
Guo Zifei was despised and could not keep his face.
Yue Yan and Guo Zifei chatted for a while, and Feng Bei said calmly: "Take us to open the coffin and see the body."
"good!"
Guo Zifei stopped talking nonsense and took the three people to the mortuary.
"Dou Xie, you have just been promoted from the Night Guard. First, see how your sister uses the 'Soul Chasing Lantern'. You have to learn more."
Yueyan put down the strange black box behind her and was about to open it when she looked at Guo Zifei, who was motionless like a pillar by the door, and said softly: "Ye Weiyang is working, there are many people waiting, anyone who has nothing to do with it, please take the initiative to retreat."
"
Guo Zifei had already applied to be transferred to Ye Weiyang, but unfortunately, he was unsuccessful.
I wanted to see how the mysterious Ye Weiyang did things, but was driven away.
Guo Zifei left angrily.
Close the door.
A faint smell of corpse lingered in the mortuary.
After leaving the outsider, Yue Yan opened the black box.
"Meow~"
A chubby black cat with shiny black hair walked leisurely out of the black box with elegant steps.