Chapter 83 The Night of the Dark Stars (Thanks to the lord of Andromeda)
"Who is this young lady?" Tu Haoyang, the state pastor, looked at Lorraine Hill who was standing aside.
"This is the representative of the Zhuoyun Xiangyu Sect, Jia Lan." In order to enhance the girl's persuasiveness, Bu Moyin deliberately elevated her identity.
"Is that so..." Tu Haoyang paused for a moment, and the staff member behind him leaned over and whispered in his ear.
"I have heard of Fairy Jinhua from the Xiangyu Sect, but I have never heard of this lady's name. Maybe I am ignorant." His voice was deeper, not affected by the girl's appearance.
This Zhou Mu seems to be very tough and realistic, Mo Yin sighed in her heart at this moment. Even when she first saw Jia Lan's face under the mask, she was surprised for a few seconds, but this adult's expression remained unchanged and showed
Questions about Lorraine Hill's identity.
"I am indeed a disciple of the Xiangyu Sect. As for my identity, it is actually ordinary. It is normal not to be known by adults." Lorraine Hill shook her head. Originally, she had no intention of relying on the name of the sect to suppress others.
Seeing that this girl was so calm, Tu Haoyang felt a little more favorable towards her. He always liked pragmatic and smart people, rather than stubborn and rigid people who were full of benevolence, morality and morality.
"Although the divination envoy has his own ideas and suggestions, sending troops to the Ximu Mountains is not a trivial matter. If you are not careful, you will be accused of selfishly taking advantage of military power, enjoying great achievements, and wasting money and people." The state pastor relied on this extra
I just had to be patient and explain it a little bit.
"But is it comparable to the lives and fortunes of hundreds of thousands of people? If we just sit back and ignore it, how many people will die in the turmoil." Bu Moyin finally couldn't help but accuse the state pastor.
But this time, Tu Haoyang simply didn't even respond, letting Bu Moyin speak while he drank tea leisurely.
Seeing the state shepherd's contemptuous look, Bu Moyin suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart.
"Tu Haoyang, do you know that you have made a big mistake?" There was a hint of coldness in her voice, and she called him by his first name.
"What's the matter?" This time, the state pastor also raised his gaze, his eyes filled with coldness.
"You knew what happened in Ximu Mountain, but you didn't report it. You allowed your soldiers to spread rumors and drive away the people to evade your duties."
"If your Majesty finds out about such an act of deceiving and neglecting your duties, will you dare to accept the blame?"
"Oh, does the divination envoy have evidence? If he falsely accuses a good minister, he will not only be dismissed from his post and exiled thousands of miles away, but also your divination family will be implicated. You can... think about it. Okay." His voice was extremely slow,
Like a hole in the ice, it comes slowly.
"Of course I have evidence."
Bu Moyin quickly recalled the information he had learned from Li Yinchen before going to the shrine, and finally focused his thoughts on a Black Leopard Cavalry Captain he had seen in the small town of Youcen.
When she left Youcen, she specifically asked the captain about the Ximu Mountains. His answer was that nothing happened, but he occasionally saw wild ghosts disturbing the people, and was ordered to patrol and drive them away.
But in fact, as long as you take a walk around the Ximu Mountains, how can you not know the situation? And this captain is obviously deceiving himself.
"I once saw it in the border town 'Youcen'..." Bu Moyin said.
The 'Xuanbao Qi' is the personal guard of Zhou Mu Tu Haoyang. To say that his actions are not under the control of Zhou Mu himself is simply an insult to other people's intelligence. When he spoke like this, Tu Haoyang also frowned slightly.
"For this reason, I also left a special sound." Bu Moyin picked up the golden pendant at his waist. The complicated patterns around it and the lamppost in the middle also reflected a faint golden light in the candlelight.
As a member of the supervisory agency, it is natural to record information or evidence at any time, and the token issued by Xuanhua Mansion also comes with such a recording function. It is said that if magic power is input, some images can also be recorded.
Although this incident is not big and cannot bring down this Zhou Mu at all, it is not usual at this time. Many hostile eyes have been staring at Tu Haoyang. If it is not handled properly, his reputation in the court will plummet and he will think about it later.
It would be difficult to return to Luojing or get promoted. You might end up stuck in this border state for the rest of your life.
Tu Haoyang closed his eyes slightly, tapping his fingertips slowly on the table, seemingly speechless, while Bu Moyin opposite showed a slight joy, it seemed that he had caught the weak spot of Mr. Zhou Mu.
After a long time, Tu Haoyang opened his eyes, waved to the staff around him, gave a few instructions, and then spoke to the two of them.
"I recalled the recent rotation schedule. The captain the messenger mentioned may happen to be in the state capital today. I just asked the butler to inquire and will be back later." He opened the tea lid and spoke again.
Take a sip, then close your eyes and rest your mind, unwilling to speak again.
Seeing the tense situation in the palace, Lorraine Hill shook his head secretly. He couldn't say anything to accuse Bu Moyin. After all, the priorities were different, so he had to take a sip of the tea beside him and wait slowly.
[Bi Hai Qing] (Excellent Gold Level): The extraordinary tea tree (Gold Level) produced on the islands in the South China Sea is roasted through several special techniques. It is a tribute to the dynasty and is often given as a reward to ministers. Some
The effect of calming the mind and calming the mind can relieve anxiety, and is also moderately helpful for spiritual practice. (Get the effect of [Concentrating the Mind and Calming the Qi Level 3], which lasts for two hours.)
Seeing the information displayed in his eyes, Lorraine Hill also became slightly interested. He drank tea slowly and thought about whether he should cultivate some tea trees himself in the future.
While waiting, the sky outside gradually darkened. Under the instructions of the housekeeper, waiters successively brought tall copper candlesticks and placed them in the main hall. The reflection was brilliant and bright, just like daylight.
At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the hall, and some sounds of the collision of armor could also be heard.
Soon, a military attache with a mustache walked in. He was wearing black and yellow armor with leopard heads on both sides of his shoulders. It was the captain's standard armor. His cultivation level had also reached War Sequence 4, which is the fourth level of killing soldiers.
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"I have met Mr. Zhou Mu in this humble position." After entering, he immediately knelt down on one knee and greeted in a short and powerful voice.
"Get up, this divination messenger said he has seen you." Tu Haoyang did not open his eyes, but raised his hand to signal.
At this time, the sturdy military attache turned around and looked at the two men.
"Who is the divination messenger?" His voice was neither humble nor arrogant.
"Of course it's me." Bu Moyin said.
"That day in the small town of Youcen, I asked you about the sunset in the mountains. Do you remember it?"
"I remember." When the military attaché saw Bu Moyin speaking, his face was complicated, as if he was struggling with intense thinking in his mind.
"Then you dare to repeat it again."
"I...don't dare." He lowered his head.
Snap——, a startling sound made everyone tremble.
"Why don't you dare!" Tu Haoyang opened his eyes with a stern look on his face. The tea cup in front of him was shattered into pieces. The broken pieces and tea leaves were scattered on the floor.
"Yes." The military attaché trembled, raised his head, and looked at Bu Moyin. At this time, his eyes were dim, as if dead.
"It was for the sake of small profits and fear of being taken away from me that I deliberately concealed it and did not report it, which caused this catastrophe. I am guilty of underestimating my position." He knelt down on his knees and kept banging his head on the ground, like a stone hammer hitting the ground, making a loud bang.
, oozing blood.
Tu Haoyang took a deep breath to calm his chest, then turned sideways and asked.
"What kind of crime should be committed in this matter?"
The staff member next to him answered with his hands raised.
"For defrauding the military, he should be killed according to the law. As a soldier of the lord's own, the crime is even more serious. His family should be demoted to a lowly status and his family property should be confiscated."
After hearing the staff member's answer, the officer kowtowed even faster, and a pool of blood flowed from the ground.
"I am wrong in my humble position. Please forgive me, my lord, and let my wife and children go..." He kept mumbling like crazy.
In response, Tu Haoyang slowly closed his eyes and did not respond.
Seeing this scene, Bu Moyin was a little hesitant to react and fell into confusion.
But seeing that Tu Haoyang was still reluctant to speak, the military attache began to cry and choke in his words. Finally, he suddenly raised his head, pulled out the sword from his waist, and pointed it at his neck.
"Please forgive me, my lord." After saying this, a splash of blood spattered, and his body rolled to the side, making no sound anymore. His face was already covered in blood, and his mouth and nose were all bloody.
At this point, Tu Haoyang's throat was slightly choked and he moved, then he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Bu Moyin.
"Now, are the divination messengers satisfied?" His eyes were blood red and his voice was quiet.
"Huh." Bu Moyin stood up, trembling all over, and said nothing, but took the lead to leave the hall.
Seeing this, Lorraine Hill also sighed, bowed briefly and left, then turned to follow Bu Moyin.
The hall fell into deathly silence again. Tu Haoyang just sat in the hall where blood was flowing, looking at the dead figure on the ground without moving for a long time, while the staff beside him also lowered their heads and said nothing.
"Do you think I was wrong?" There was a slight tremor in his voice.
"My lord, you are not wrong. To achieve great things, you must be strong-minded and do what ordinary people cannot do. You must hide your mind and ambition in order to wait for great achievements."
"Maybe..." He let out a long sigh, stood up slowly, stepped forward to help the dead military attaché, slowly covered his face with one hand, and let his eyes close.
"Take his wife and children into my house and raise them, and give him special food and drinks. In addition, I tell his family that he died on the border slaying demons and that he was a hero."
"Yes, sir." Then the aide slowly pushed down, leaving Tu Haoyang alone in the hall.
In the empty hall, Tu Haoyang took out two wine glasses, slowly poured clear wine into it, then sprinkled one of the glasses in the hall, held the other in the palm of his hand, and slowly walked outside the house. It was already late at night.
"The stars at night are dark, and ghosts are waiting in all directions. When will we see the bright moon and sky to regain the light?"
The cold wine enters the throat, but it burns through the intestines like fire.