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Qiu Qingyun stopped the imperial guards who got up angrily with a cold face. He walked to the front and saw a group of people from the West Factory striding towards Zou Ji, surrounded by them.
When they arrived, the two of them looked at each other and looked at each other. Qiu Qingyun said with a smile: "Eunuch Zou, why do you have time to come to Jinyiwei Yamen today?"
"Qiu Tongzhi, this governor heard that Lord Meng was ill and came here to check on you." Zou Ji wore the same cold smile, stepped past Qiu Qingyun, and walked inside.
The lobby of the Jinyiwei Yamen is a place for discussion. There are many seats, but there is only one seat at the head, which is the seat of the commander. As soon as Zou Ji came, he headed there.
Everyone saw this and were shocked and angry. Yan Feng even blocked the road and stood up with him. Several others glared at Zou Ji and refused to give in.
Zou Ji smiled coldly: "Brothers, are you going to salute me? Haha, I will accept it."
After saying this, a cold light flashed in Zou Ji's eyes, and a palm came out from under his cloak, and from top to bottom, he exerted a cold and unparalleled palm force.
Yan Feng and others took out their palms to resist, and a coldness like ice and hell immediately enveloped them, and even the ground was covered with a thin layer of ice crystals.
Several people gritted their teeth, and their expressions became increasingly difficult. Seeing this, Wu Qiming, the official, touched his right hand from his waist, and he held four flying knives between his fingers.
"Qiming!" Qiu Qingyun shook his head at Wu Qiming, who hesitated slightly and withdrew the flying knife.
Zou Ji didn't pay attention to the thousands of households in front of him. The venomous snake-like eyes passed over Wu Qiming's body. He smiled sinisterly: "Well, since you all have inconvenient legs and feet, let's save today... Anyway,
There are still many days ahead.”
After speaking, he withdrew his palm power, and Yan Feng and several other thousands of households also withdrew their palms, but their lips were pale and their faces were blue, obviously they were completely suppressed by the ice energy.
"Humph, you don't overestimate your capabilities."
Zou Ji shook off his robe and no longer looked at these defeated generals. He only saw the chair in front of him that represented his status.
But before he could take another step forward, a bright embroidered spring knife fell in front of him and penetrated deeply into the ground. It seemed to be a warning, but it also seemed to be a taunt.
He was shocked and angry, and the people in the West Factory around him were also furious. They dared to draw their swords here. Could it be that without the support of Meng Yuan, these people really have the courage to challenge them in the West Factory again?!
In a state of shock and anger, Zou Ji took hold of the Xiuchun knife inserted into the floor. He didn't pay attention to it at first. He pulled it casually, but he didn't pull it out. A look of shame and annoyance instantly appeared on his face. With anger, he used force again and pulled out the knife.
Pull out.
"Which brother's weapon is this? Come out and let us take a good look." Zou Ji's face was as gloomy as water, and he almost said through gritted teeth.
Hurry——!
Outside the hall, the horses neighed loudly, and the two unlucky Xichang fans directly hit the ground with their hoofs. The royal guards in silver robes and flying fish uniforms jumped off the horses, and everyone around them couldn't help showing expressions of relief on their faces.
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Yan Feng covered his chest, suppressed the surge of true energy in his body, laughed loudly, and stepped forward to bow: "I respectfully welcome Lu Zhenfu back to the capital!"
"Welcome Lu Zhenfu back to Beijing!"
For a moment, the Jinyiwei Yamen was filled with loud shouts of worship, and the face of Zou Ji from the West Factory also turned blue and white.