Before dawn, Luo Ping put on his clothes and stood up...
He walked out without disturbing the maid at home, grabbed the broom himself, and swept the courtyard where he lived clean.
Then he went into the kitchen, cooked a pot of fragrant corn porridge, fried a few multi-grain pancakes, cut a plate of pickled mustard, and poured a little sesame oil on it. He opened the jar again, scooped out a few pieces of fermented bean curd, and had a simple meal.
But that’s it for a cozy home breakfast.
On weekdays, these things are done by the servants at home.
But today, he personally worked on it, and what he made turned out to be quite good.
After waking up his little son who was sleeping soundly, Luo Ping smiled and helped him brush his teeth and wash his face. He carried him to the dining table and had breakfast with him.
Luo Ping, who is over 400 years old, has one main wife, two wives, six concubines, and many children and grandchildren. Only the youngest son born to him by his favorite concubine eight years ago is the one he likes the most, and he is the only one who likes him the most.
Lived in the same courtyard as Luo Ping.
Holding the porridge bowl, Luo Ping looked at his chubby, naive little son with a smile.
From time to time, he patted his son's head lovingly and wiped away the porridge from the corners of his mouth with his handkerchief.
It has been many years since he showed such flesh-and-blood affection to his own flesh and blood. For four hundred years, Luo Ping lived a leisurely, wealthy and care-free life. With so many children, such flesh-and-blood affection was too much.
So luxurious.
"Little Fatty, listen to your mother's words from now on."
Looking at the already bright sky in the east, Luo Ping put down his porridge bowl, patted Xiaopang on the head for the last time, and walked out of the room.
The two maids stood by the door in fear. They apologized in a low voice. What happened today was so weird. The master actually cleaned the yard himself, made breakfast, and helped the young master get up. He had done all the tasks of the maids.
It made the servants extremely uneasy.
Smiling and waving his hands, Luo Ping shook his head, comforted the two servants with a few words, and walked into the bedroom with his hands behind his back.
When he went out, Luo Ping had already put on his official uniform. He held the jade belt around his waist with both hands and walked out smoothly step by step. Behind him, the old housekeeper who had worked for his family for hundreds of years knelt down in salute.
A dozen well-dressed men came out of nowhere. Under the leadership of the old housekeeper, they gathered all Luo Ping's immediate family members with a firm and irrefutable attitude, and left the Purple City through a secret channel.
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In Luo Ping's house, there are a group of men and women living their daily lives as usual. However, these people have no blood relationship with Luo Ping.
Purple Ridge was captured by the Haoyue Dynasty. The garrison of the Haoyue Dynasty focused all their attention on plundering the people's wealth.
The wealthy aristocratic families of the Genhuan Dynasty were suppressed by the Haoyue Dynasty in a way that was allowed by the unspoken rules in a reasonable and legal manner. A large number of aristocratic families were destroyed, and a large number of aristocratic families were killed or escaped without a trace.
All the high-ranking officials in the Purple City and even the Danzhou and Genhuan dynasties either sold themselves to join the Haoyue dynasty, but more senior officials were beheaded and their families were exterminated. Only middle- and low-level officials like Luo Ping lived a prosperous life.
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Like Luo Ping, his resume is very clean. He has no family background. His family is an ordinary family of lower-level officials. The Luo family in Zilingdu has held two or three middle-level and lower-level small official positions for generations. Some
In that year, their family relied on the "Enxi Law" to inherit the official position of their ancestors.
Now the Genhuan Dynasty has been overthrown, and the people are in chaos, but the basic administrative system has been preserved. Small officials like Luo Ping, who are not noticeable and hold a certain amount of real power, are living well under the military control of the Haoyue Dynasty. .
As a magistrate under the Purple City Guards, Luo Ping controls the last fully-organized force of law officers and legal servants in Purple City. There are three hundred law officers and three thousand legal servants under their jurisdiction. This force barely maintains the city. Public security in Inoue.
Although there is no security at all in Ziling now, and countless bandits come and go in and out of the city openly every night, burning, killing and looting, at least during the day, these people under Luo Ping can barely control the streets so that large-scale riots will not break out. turmoil.
Luo Ping has a clear understanding of this, and his current task is to ‘fig leaf’.
As long as he can maintain the "public order" of Purple City on the surface, then the Haoyue Dynasty can openly declare to the outside world that Purple City maintains the stability and security stipulated in the "Law" under their rule.
"The army of the Haoyue Dynasty is a bunch of bitches, and I am the archway in front of them."
When he saw Yin Xuuge in the signing room where he worked, Luo Ping said this to Yin Xuuge with a smile.
"The metaphor is very vivid... Do you know what I am going to do?"
Yin Xuuge sat on the chair that belonged to Luo Ping, flipping through the case files in front of him, and asked Luo Ping without raising his head.
Luo Ping nodded. He took out a thick leather bag from a heavy cabinet made of alloy, and took out dozens of identity files with yellowed paper that looked very old.
Putting these files in front of Yin Xuuge, Luo Ping smiled and spread out the files one by one.
"We have received notice that King Wu Yi will accompany his beloved concubine back to Zilingdu for the wedding. The Generalissimo of the Army of the Haoyue Dynasty ordered us to maintain the stability of the market during King Wu Yi's wedding."
"To put it bluntly, they don't want to see the common people of the Yuhuan Dynasty taking to the streets to cause trouble."
Luo Ping clicked his finger on the file and smiled with his eyes narrowed.
"Sir, your current identity is that of the captain of the law officers under my command. There are twenty law officers and two hundred law officers under you."
"The area you are responsible for patrolling is near the Le family's ancestral home in the city."
Yin Xuuge carefully examined the files in front of him. These files were prepared many years ago. All files were registered according to the most orthodox official channels and using the most orthodox procedures.
Each file is assigned a token.
As long as he grabs this token, Yin Xuuge will become the person on the file.
All the identity information in the file is complete, including names of relatives, residential addresses, biographies of family members dating back to the eighteenth generation, etc. There is no flaw anywhere. Originally, there was no person recorded in the file in the world. But only Yin Xue Ge brought the corresponding person over, and that person appeared vividly.
"You put a lot of thought into it."
Yin Xuuge looked at these identity files that had been prepared many years ago and felt sincerely.
Luo Ping is a dead man, a dead man who was placed by the Genhuan Dynasty and is now directly under the jurisdiction of Juijing. His father, his grandfather, his great-grandfather, and his ancestors from generation to generation all have the same identity.
On weekdays, they live an ordinary life just like countless other people. But as long as they receive a specific order, they will immediately launch a fully accountable mission using the power and connections at their disposal to risk their lives and property.
Yin Xuuge grabbed a token made of pure silver.
This is the token corresponding to his status as captain of the law lieutenant. The token made of pure silver seems to have been rubbed and caressed by people for many years. The surface of the token is covered with a layer of dull black patina. It is this layer of patina.
It makes this token look extra 'real', like a real captain who has served in Zilingdu for decades. This is what his token should look like.
Yin Xuuge left with all the tokens, and he wrote down the information on the files.
As long as he handed over these information to Yin Feixu and others and issued the corresponding identity tokens to them, the elite Yin family he brought would transform into the law lieutenants and lawmen who maintain law and order in the Ziling capital.
service.
Two hundred and twenty strong men who passed through the Body Casting Hall and completed the three-stage golden body casting, possessing the absolute power of at least ten dragons. Just like this, quietly, like a drop of water blending into the sea, using an incredible
method, integrated into Zilingdu.
Time passed day by day, and Yin Xuege and others walked up and down the dilapidated streets of Zilingdu every day.
He could see Luo Ping running around every day, and receive news from Luo Ping every day. Many of the men hidden in Ziling City by the Genhuan Dynasty were all because of Yin Xuuge's request, and because of the information he showed
The identity token representing Juijing's life started to activate like a poisonous insect after its awakening.
Outsiders did not notice the undercurrent that gradually became more rapid and strong under the chaotic water surface of Zilingdu, but Yin Xuuge himself could feel it.
Every day when he walked through the market, the spirits of some of the people he was familiar with had undergone wonderful changes. That change was like a sharp knife that had been covered in dust for many years and suddenly shook off the body.
The dust is gradually glowing with a cold light.
The centipede insect is dead but not stiff, and it is extremely difficult to completely destroy a family.
Not to mention the first-class dynasties like the Genhuan Dynasty, which have been established for countless years. Their hidden power is too much and too deep.
In just half a month, Yinxue Singers mastered the force. In addition to the more than two hundred Yin family descendants who had sneaked into the city, there were thousands more people activated by Luo Ping. These people were hidden in various places in Ziling City.
They come from the bottom of the city and come from all walks of life.
Among them were butchers, beggars, thieves, madams, and even boring, acid-blooded intellectuals who had been hanging out in brothels for hundreds of years.
But after Luo Ping used special techniques and special instructions to activate them, these people immediately erased the imprint left on them by their profession. They are now all a kind of living creatures - the dead soldiers of the Genhuan Dynasty hidden under the shady curtain.
A sharp knife for revenge.
Time passes like running water, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
The Xiayou Kingdom threatened with its powerful national power, and King Wu Yi's request to bring Le You'er back to Ziling to visit relatives was finally agreed to by the Haoyue Kingdom.
Based on the feedback, the Haoyue Kingdom proposed to King Wu Yi that he should not have more than a thousand personal guards around him. King Wu Yi agreed to this request without any hesitation.
The full moon is in the sky, and the moonlight is like water.
Once razed to the ground, but rebuilt and newly decorated in just one month, hundreds of female members of the Le family in Zhangzhou's Zilingdu were smiling hard and dealing with the Haoyue Kingdom.
North Korea's special envoy.
In the past two years, the women of the Le family have suffered an extremely terrible fate because of their outstanding appearance. (To be continued...)
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