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Chapter 1719 Registration

Many policemen from the Metropolitan Procuratorate outside saw with their own eyes that the prince was so angry that Master Xia was speechless. They couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. They just sighed that this Master Xia was really not simple.

The people inside looked at the prince leaving in such a sullen manner, with smiles on their faces as well.

But there were also people who hid some confusion. Chunjiao took the lead and asked: "Sir, there is one thing that I can't figure out."

"What's up?"

"Your Excellency is not a prince. Even if you are not an enemy of Your Excellency, Your Excellency will not pose any threat to the Crown Prince. Why is His Highness the Crown Prince so stubborn about Your Excellency? Do you regard Your Excellency as a thorn in your side?"

"The right he wants is absolute power, not a title. He doesn't want to see the existence of people in the world that he dare not provoke. So he wants to keep suppressing me. He wants me to know that he is the one

The only emperor in the world wants me to obey his orders."

"Have you never thought about being obedient? He is the future emperor after all."

"I won't do what he wants. Naturally, my fight with him can't mean fighting for the world. I'm just proving to him that there will be no absolute power in this world. No matter what method he uses, I will always be his.

Threat. If a person has absolute power and no fear of the world, then he will do whatever he wants and do whatever he wants for his own desires. But if he knows that there are people in the world that he fears,

He will learn to be restrained, and he will not dare to be excessive. I didn’t think too clearly before, and I wasn’t quite sure why I always instinctively wanted to struggle. Now I finally understand, maybe this is what God has left for me.

The blood in my bones is the true meaning of my appearance in this world. God wants me to be the person who makes the emperors of this world not dare to act recklessly."

After saying such words, Xia Shang felt that he thought too highly of himself.

But as time passes, the situation in Beijing becomes clearer and clearer, and the beliefs and perceptions in my heart become clearer.

Xia Shang had already thought of the future.

Maybe Li Xiangyang will really become emperor, and that's when he leaves, not only with his wife and children, but also with the Metropolitan Procuratorate behind him, warning Li Xiangyang that if one day he discovers that he has not been a good emperor

, he will reappear with his own Metropolitan Procuratorate.

In order to deal with martial arts, the former Metropolitan Procuratorate dealt with the Grand Master.

The purpose of the current Metropolitan Procuratorate is to supervise the court and the emperor.

"If there really is such a day, maybe it should be a very wonderful scene, right?"

Xia Shang fell silent in his fantasy. Thinking of the wonderful place, he couldn't help but laugh.

"What a wonderful picture?"

Xia Shang waved his hand and did not answer. To be precise, he did not know who asked such a question.

"Continue to register, the next person comes in." Xia Shang shouted and continued to start his work.

Personally entering the list of all members of the Metropolitan Procuratorate shows that Xia Shang is serious about rectifying the internal affairs of the Metropolitan Procuratorate this time.

This time Xia Shang gave almost everyone, as long as those who were willing to admit their allegiance could stay, those who were unwilling to be loyal would not die and could leave safely.

But after this, if anyone has another problem, it will not be easy to get over.

After a morning of communication, everyone in the Metropolitan Procuratorate understood what Mr. Xia meant.

Only a handful of people chose to leave.

The registration process lasted for several hours, but only less than a quarter of the personnel were entered.

Xia Shang must inquire carefully about everyone left behind now, not sparing any details.

The next person came and knelt directly on the ground: "Subordinate..."

"No need to kneel, stand up and speak."

The man hesitated for a while, then stood up and continued: "My subordinate, Iron Arm Secretary Tang Henggu..."

Registration continued, and another half hour passed.

A skinny young man came to Xia Shang and said, "Master Si Chen Guan."

Xia Shang glanced at the other person and found that the person had his head lowered and his face could not be seen clearly, but he looked not only skinny, but also a little short.

"When did you join the Metropolitan Procuratorate? Through what channels?"

"Half a year ago, I saw people recruiting in the Metropolitan Procuratorate."

"Recruit...recruit people from the world, right?"

"Um."

"That means you were in the Central Plains Jianghu before?"

"Um?"

"Do you have a name?"

"No."

"Is there anyone who can prove whether your words are true?"

"……No."

Xia Shang yawned: "Next time..."

Before Xia Shang finished speaking, the person in front of him turned around and left.

Xia Shang quickly cheered up: "Wait a minute!"

The man paused and froze on the spot. After a while, he slowly turned around and lowered his head to face Xia Shang.

Xia Shang bit his pen and frowned.

Chunjiao beside her asked in a low voice: "Sir, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with this person?"

"This guy really doesn't talk much." Xia Shang muttered in a low voice, then waved his hand, "Zhou Jian

Where is Ren?”

Hearing Xia Shang's message, a person from outside quickly came in: "My master, Zhou Jianren, is here to see you, sir."

Xia Shang nodded and pointed at the little man in front of him: "Is this person from your Miaoshou Department?"

Zhou Jianren looked at it and nodded.

"Is this kid not very talkative all the time?"

"Yes, this person has never said much."

"Let him say a few more words."

"Tell me a few more words?" Zhou Jianren was a little confused.

"Hey, I don't mean anything else. I just don't want to make the yard too boring. It's not good to have too many introverted people."

"Introvert?"

Xia Shang didn't bother to explain: "Hey, let's relax a bit when talking about tongue twisters."

"..."

Everyone was confused, thinking that in such a serious place, why did the adults suddenly lose their seriousness?

"Okay, listen. What I say is what you say.

The old dragon was angry and made trouble with the old farmer. The old farmer was angry and made trouble with the old dragon.

When the farmer is angry, the dragon becomes even more angry when he is annoyed by the farmer; when the dragon is angry with the farmer, the dragon is afraid of the farmer."

"..."

"What are you doing? Hurry up and say it!" Xia Shang suddenly emphasized his tone, and the little man was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.

"Sir...subordinate..."

"You can just say it if you tell me. If you talk to my mother-in-law again, I'll have you killed right now!" Xia Shang seemed to have lost his patience, "I'll say it again!

The old dragon was angry and made trouble with the old farmer. The old farmer was angry and made trouble with the old dragon.

When the farmer is angry, the dragon becomes even more angry when he is annoyed by the farmer; when the dragon is angry with the farmer, the dragon is afraid of the farmer."

The little man seemed to have no experience in tongue twisters and spoke very hesitantly.

"Old dragon - angry - old farmer, old - farmer angry - old dragon... farmer angry - dragon angry - farmer -"

"Okay, no need to read it anymore." Xia Shang suddenly interrupted and sneered, "No wonder you don't like to talk. Is it because you're afraid of revealing your secrets if you talk too much?"

Chunjiao also heard some clues, and her expression became serious: "This accent..."

"Catch him!" Xia Shang shouted, "This is a Japanese man."

Upon hearing Xia Shang's words, the little man in front of him suddenly stood up, like a grasshopper, he jumped up from the ground, smashed through the roof, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In other places, this single bottle of skill would be more than enough for a small person to escape.

It's a pity that this is the Metropolitan Procuratorate. In this small area, there are more than seven masters gathered.

Want to escape from here? It is simply a fantasy.


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