bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 94 The Prime Minister of Cabbage
When Han Dongwen woke up in the shed, he felt that he had never been so tired.

"Brother Yang."

"Brother Xiaoyang."

The contractors who came and went nodded and greeted him. Han Dongwen nodded in response, sighed, and walked out of the shed with a shake of his hands.

How good would it be if he really was just such a contractor?
Don't worry about the calculations in the deep palace, and there will be no inexplicable punishment from the heavens to open the server, and there will be no dead parents who are deep in the city and don't know whether they are enemies or friends.

The weight of the crown was really more unbearable than he imagined.

There are not many players who are still moving bricks here. Everyone came to the construction site with the intention of earning quick money to buy weapons from the conscientious old king. It was a surprise to find that the progress of building construction and learning skills can be linked .

Since it is expected to learn the new skills of Han Yingzong, Han Dongwen is sure that they will not be too fishy.

Right now, the progress of Yihong Building is already 27% and [-]%, and the remaining [-]% can be completed within this week if there are no accidents.

Han Dongwen looked around, and after making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he trotted around the crowded places and walked towards the city of Tianying.

It's time to report and expose.

But instead of exposing the players' Hundred Ghosts at Night, Yihonglou wants them to build it.

Han Dongwen's trip is going to remind the Judiciary in Tianying City that Yihonglou is his grand plan after all, and he can't stand by and watch people from the Principality of West Asia stumbling him just to hide his identity.

Everything in Skyhawk City remains the same, with a clear-cut appearance: several merchants with the background of the Han Yingzong are lined up with bright lights on both sides, and the coolie workers who pass by occasionally wear their clothes and shoes, with hungry and thin faces, for the carriage to pass by. The snow was swept clean on the flagstone road, but the dirty snow piled up on both sides of the road, yellow or gray, quite an eyesore.

Han Dongwen looked down at his inner-door attire. He looked more decent than when he was in the labor team. He walked around the city a few times and found the pharmacy Guo Jieke told him about.

"Mingluo Pharmacy..."

Han Dongwen looked at the plaque at the door, took a breath and stepped inside.

There were not many people in the pharmacy, and there was a pleasant smell of medicine in the air. There was a worker on the counter directly opposite who was doing the accounting. Hearing the movement, he looked up and saw that Han Dongwen was wearing Han Yingzong's costume. Then he looked down at the account book again.

Maybe people from the Han Yingzong would not do petty theft...

Thinking this way, Han Dongwen walked to the counter, and the clerk said without raising his head, "What do you want? The white snake fruit hasn't been delivered this week, and the seven-star branch is sold out, and everything else is available."

"I want two dollars for peace of mind."

Han Dongwen replied.

The guy stopped the pen in his hand and raised his head to look at Han Dongwen's face.

"Ning Shen didn't sell it like this, Lunzhu."

Although he said so, his eyes stared at Han Dongwen without moving.

Han Dongwen knew that he had found the right person.

He stretched out his right hand and put it on the counter, flipped his palm, and a small cross appeared in his palm.The guy looked at it, quickly turned his eyes back to the account book, pretended to be chatting and asked him in a low voice: "I haven't seen you, why are you here today?"

Han Dongwen sighed and said sadly: "The brothers who died before... I couldn't move a few days ago, so I pray for them today."

Naturally, he was referring to the fake soldiers who were killed by the wolf king on Mount Bailan.

The clerk didn't seem suspicious, just looked at the ledger and nodded, and gently unwrapped a bunch of copper keys from his waist and put them on the ledger: "Go to the warehouse and turn right, remember to return my keys before you leave."

It went smoothly beyond Han Dongwen's expectations.

He nodded slightly, reached out and touched the bunch of keys calmly, then turned and walked towards the warehouse.

"No one cares about me..."

Han Dongwen, an outsider, just passed by several other employees and walked into the warehouse. It seemed that the whole pharmacy was full of "comrades".

"slightly"

With an old unlocking sound, Han Dongwen opened the door that the clerk said in the back of the warehouse, and a gust of cold wind rushed in.

Although human puppets are not exposed to the cold, nor do they have well-developed pain nerves, they can immediately understand through the warmth and coldness that this door leads to the unobstructed back mountain.

The winter wind was howling, and the ground had been covered by snow. Amidst the wind and snow, one could see an unremarkable firewood house standing alone on the top of the back hill. Next to it, there was a decent medicine field, and some energy plants were sparsely planted. Medicines grown in such a cold climate.

Han Dongwen ran to the firewood house in three steps at a time, pushed the door open, and a simple lounge appeared in front of him.

So where is the chapel hidden?

It's probably underground, but Guo Jieke didn't seem to say how to get there.

Just as Han Dongwen was thinking, a bright light flashed in his vision suddenly. He looked up, only to see a faint light flashing in the corner of the room. If he didn't pay attention, he might have missed it.

This is?

Han Dongwen was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly he clapped his hands with a smile on his face.

This is the talent of the snitch specialization, the thief goes sideways, and the requirements for cracking traps, locks, and mechanisms are lowered!
Right now, it's not like this mechanism is hiding from him on purpose, even the first level snitch is enough to see through it.

He quickly noticed the clues in the corner—there were two baskets of dry firewood waiting to be burned in the corner, the outer basket had bottomed out, while the inner basket was still very full.Han Dongwen stretched out his hand and tugged, only to feel that the wooden basket was unreasonably heavy, and there must be heavy objects placed under the firewood.

"Om-"

A muffled sound came from the ground, as expected, a stone slab was exposed under the wooden basket, and as he pulled the wooden basket, the slate slowly opened.

A step appeared in front of Han Dongwen. He smiled, bent down to support the sides of the floor, and walked down the step.

The cellar is very spacious, with wooden frames on the left and right to support it, and a simple altar is set up at the end, which seems to be enough for up to twenty people to pray and worship here.After Han Dongwen carefully confirmed that there were no other secret passages here, he returned to the firewood room along the stairs with satisfaction.

This trip is enough to get familiar with the environment.

Next, it's time to report to the official.

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Inside the Justice Department of Skyhawk City.

This place is located in the middle of Tianying City. There are several main halls in the courtyard to deal with business. Many officers and soldiers are busy. They are all wearing blue short uniforms and have no armor. Strictly speaking, petty officials do not enjoy the preferential treatment of the National Judiciary.

However, these people are the main force for the Judiciary to handle internal affairs.

As for those who are on duty, those who enforce the law, and those who are fists, they are more advanced than them.

This kind of armored officers and soldiers with law enforcement functions are officially affiliated to the Ministry of National Law, but they are trained and recommended by the sect behind the National Law Department, and their combat effectiveness is trustworthy.

However, they were very busy at the moment, whispering non-stop, one by one couldn't help but look towards the main hall.

There is no other reason. I don't know why Master Sizhou came to the Judicial Division of Skyhawk City in person today. Everyone speculated endlessly, and some even racked their brains to think about how to behave in front of Master Sizhou.

If Lord Sizhou is interested, can't he go to the state justice department...

No, why not dream bigger?If you enter the state judiciary and the gold shines, wouldn't you be able to work under the chief secretary one day?

Armored officers and soldiers often dream of such sweet dreams, but low-level officials think much simpler-if their outstanding performance is appreciated, and they officially enter the judicial department, even ordinary people without spiritual roots may also get The treatment of judicial officers and soldiers.

In any case, this place has become extremely busy today because of Sizhou's arrival.

"Excuse me, I have a complaint and I don't know where to report it?"

The one who spoke was naturally Han Dongwen who came to the duty station at the gate of the Fasi. He scratched his head embarrassedly: "I heard that there is money, and it is gold dollars!"

"Today is very busy, you can talk about it in two days!"

The attitude of the little official was not enthusiastic, and Han Dongwen was about to say something more, when an officer and soldier in armor happened to pass by, and he kicked the little official's chair unreasonably: "Your mother, I don't know that Sizhou is here today." Do you dare to push this matter!"

After playing his prestige, he glared at Han Dongwen, raised his hand and pointed to the window next to him: "Go over there and do it, that young man is new, and he is very clever in his work!"

Han Dongwen nodded, turned around and looked in the direction of his finger, and suddenly froze.

A small official in a blue short robe was sitting in front of the wooden table, holding a few documents in his hand to outline, no different from these many judicial clerks.

But there was a line of words shining brightly on his head.

[Prime Minister Cabbage]!

(End of this chapter)