I, make my own

Chapter 10

Yunwu Biezhuang.

As the most important secret base of the Sutra Protector Hall, Biezhuang covers an area of ​​more than [-] mu, which is equivalent to ten football fields.

The Biezhuang is located in the north of the imperial capital, surrounded by thick walls three feet high, with staggered attics and waterside pavilions inside, making the environment quite quiet.

At this moment, in a palace in the core area of ​​Biezhuang, there are six people standing silently, as if they are waiting for someone.

After more than a hundred breaths, the six of them lifted their spirits at the same time, and raised their eyes to look in the direction of the palace gate.

Not long after, two figures walked in from outside the hall.

After seeing the attire of the person who came, the six of them were all taken aback. Among them, the head of a tall and thin middle-aged man had a look of surprise and surprise in his eyes, as if he had thought of something.

But just when he was about to make a move, Leng Yun, who was dressed as a guard, shook his head indistinctly, stopping his move.

Zhou Xin walked straight in front of the six people, sat down on the main seat on the inside, and then spoke softly.

"I am Mr. Yan. From now on, I will be your master, and my will is everything! But anyone who disobeys will be killed!"

"Wait, do you understand?"

The other five people frowned slightly. Although they had already received similar orders, this secretive and mysterious Mr. Yan was so tough and domineering as soon as he came up, which naturally made them feel a little unhappy.

However, the person in the lead didn't show any strangeness. On the contrary, he knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists to make a statement.

"Xia Ze, I would like to honor your son as the master, and never refuse, and swear allegiance to the death!"

Seeing the boss's cooperation, the other five people were stunned at first, and then they didn't dare to get entangled, and all knelt down to express their opinion.

"I'm waiting, I wish to respect you as the master, and swear allegiance to the death!"

The rules of the guardians are extremely strict, and the consequences of disobeying orders are not simply a dead word.

"That's right. Since you will become my right-hand man in the future, I can let you know my true face."

Zhou Xin nodded in satisfaction, then took off the silver mask, and looked at Xia Ze, nicknamed "Xia", and the five eighth-rank masters with a smile.

The six people raised their heads, and when they saw Zhou Xin's face clearly, a word flashed in the minds of the five eighth-rank masters -- Yushu Linfeng.

However, Xia Ze was a little dazed, and a look of panic and anger even flashed in his eyes.

The reason why he willingly bowed his head to be loyal was because he recognized Leng Yun, and guessed the identity of Young Master Yan through Leng Yun's identity and Hai's helm's previous hints.

But looking at it now, this Mr. Yan is not the person he guessed at all, so how can he not be surprised or angry?
"Xia Ze stay, wait and retreat first."

Zhou Xin waved his hand, and the five eighth-rank masters hurriedly got up, bowed respectfully and then retreated.

"You seem very angry?"

Seeing Xia Ze's gloomy face and changing eyes, Zhou Xin chuckled and asked with great interest.

Xia Ze gritted his teeth, stood up abruptly, and looked directly at Zhou Xin.

"Who are you?!"

Leng Yun was startled, and hurriedly glared at Xia Ze angrily.

"Xia Ze, you are presumptuous!"

Zhou Xin waved his hand and smiled.

"It's okay, I'm glad that he can have such a reaction."

I?
Xia Ze froze for an instant, his expression becoming confused.

But when he saw Zhou Xin's face changed back to his real face, and then changed back to the image of "Mr. Yan", he suddenly realized.

"Damn the humble minister! Please punish him, Your Majesty!"

Xia Ze hurriedly knelt on the ground, wanting to cry but without tears.

"You only need to know my identity. In addition, I will call my son in the future. Get up."

Zhou Xin smiled dumbly and waved slightly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Oh no, Mr. Xie."

Xia Ze felt relieved, got up and stood upright.

"Well, is the man I asked you to prepare available?"

"Young Master, they are all waiting in the martial arts training ground in the backyard. Counting subordinates and others, there are a total of 800 people. These people are all good at spying on the outside of the Sutra Protector Hall, and they are loyal and trustworthy."

"good."

Zhou Xin nodded in affirmation, and then looked upright.

"From now on, the Tianji Building will be established with 800 of you as the team. I will be the owner of the Tianji Building, and you will be the deputy owner."

"The mission of Tianji Building is to spy on secret information and spread the net!"

"However, the Tianji Building will not have anything to do with the imperial government's corresponding agencies. It is a ghost active in the underground world, and sometimes even needs to conflict with the imperial court's corresponding agencies."

"Huangquan Pavilion will be fully responsible for the future contact with Tianjilou. In the eyes of other court agencies, Tianjilou will be a dark force that lays a net for evil."

Listening to Zhou Xin's narration, Xia Ze was obviously a little confused, but he did not dare to interrupt or ask questions because of the lessons learned from the past.

"Currently, Tianji Building mainly has the following errands."

"First, transfer 50 people to form the headquarters of Tianji Building, which is responsible for collecting and compiling information, sealing up files, and contacting people in Huangquan Pavilion. Another 50 people are transferred to transfer information about other members."

"Secondly, dispatch 500 people to infiltrate all court ministers, princes and other dignitaries, as well as the mansions of vassal princes to collect all available information."

"Thirdly, a hundred people with the strongest comprehensive combat power will be assigned as my personal entourage, as well as the reserve team."

"Fourth, for the last hundred people, they need to secretly select [-] veterans who have disarmed in the imperial capital, and try to gather them to Tingshan Village, twenty miles west of the imperial capital."

"As for the expenses such as money and grain, contact Haifu and let him settle it."

After hearing the specific errands, Xia Ze vaguely understood Zhou Xin's intentions.

However, for this arrangement, Xia Ze could only respond with a wry smile.

"My lord, although they are all good at spying on news, they are only good at picking up information. It may be very difficult to get useful information in the mansions of those powerful people..."

"Don't worry, I have a magical object that can make you become masters of this way in an instant, and even... grand masters!"

Zhou Xin smiled slightly, and put the mask back on while getting up.

Fetish?

Xia Ze was [-]% suspicious of this, but Leng Yun's eyelids twitched, and he was secretly horrified.

His Majesty still has a fetish? !

……

More than half an hour later, when Xia Ze and the other six returned to the hall with Zhou Xin again, their eyes were full of shock and enthusiasm.

No wonder Young Master dared to name their power "Tianji Building". With their current abilities, how many secrets could they not discover?

"How, are you confident now?"

Looking at the six people who were still struggling to calm down, Zhou Xin smiled playfully.

"Master Hui! This subordinate is full of confidence!"

Xia Ze responded brightly, his eyes burning.

What is a master of disguise?The master of disguise is not only good at disguise, but also knows how to hide himself with the help of the surrounding environment.

What is clairvoyance?Even if it is blocked by copper walls and iron walls, it can be eavesdropped by secret methods; even if it is pitch black and shrouded in dense fog, it can be seen clearly!

What is a passerby?Even if you pass by the guards, as long as you keep a low profile and don't show abnormal behavior, it will be extremely difficult to attract attention and suspicion.

Nobody, what a nameless person!
With such abilities, I am afraid that each of them can become a legend in the fine arts world!

"Well, that's good."

Zhou Xin nodded in satisfaction, then changed the subject.

"Okay, bring that woman here."

"Yes!"

……

Han Qingxuan was very confused. After her family was ruined and she was lonely, the only belief that kept her alive was revenge!

But now, this belief has also been shattered.

Because of today's assassination fiasco, she is the only survivor of the [-] tragedy.

She is a weak woman, even if she is talented and beautiful, so what?

Dozens of well-arranged assassinations by strong men all failed, how could she kill that tyrant by herself?

At the same time, she was also very hesitant.

Although she was rescued from Jing Ansi by a mysterious person, and in addition to being grounded, she was also provided with delicious food and drink, but this did not reassure her at all.

She didn't know what kind of power it was, and she didn't know whether she would become a plaything in a cage.

"Squeak~"

With a soft sound, Han Qingxuan trembled, curled up in the horns on the inside, and looked anxiously at the pushed open door.

"My son is here to invite you."

A middle-aged woman walked in and stared at Han Qingxuan with a smile.

When seeing this woman, Han Qingxuan's original anxiety eased up a lot strangely, and even most of her vigilance disappeared.

It's just that Han Qingxuan herself didn't seem to be aware of this change.

"Sir?"

Han Qingxuan asked, with a puzzled look.

"Sir, time is precious and cannot be wasted."

The woman did not explain, but after a warning from the side, she added another sentence.

"This is your only chance."

Han Qingxuan remained silent for a while, then gritted her teeth and stood up.

It's a blessing, not a curse, and if it's a disaster, it can't be avoided, so it's better to be more straightforward.

……

main hall.

When Han Qingxuan saw the masked figure in a white robe with his head slightly lowered as if he was in deep thought, tension and fear surged into his heart again.

Mysterious and dignified, this is her first sense.

She didn't dare to take the initiative to speak, she just clasped her hands tightly, bowed her head and stood upright.

I don't know how long it has passed, when the depression and anxiety made her face pale, a chuckle finally broke the dead silence.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, Ms. Han, I have no ill intentions towards you. Besides, we are a group of friends."

All the way?

Han Qingxuan couldn't help but stare up at Zhou Xin.

"You...Young Master also have enmity with that tyrant?"

"That's right. Well, to be precise, I have something to do with that position."

What Zhou Xin said was a little vague, but it was this ambiguity that Han Qingxuan believed a little.

Because the new emperor took the throne not long ago, and was quite low-key before he took the throne, there would not be too many enmities.

On the other hand, for this reason, the possibility is much greater.

After all, there are too many people staring at that seat.

Just as Han Qingxuan was thinking to herself, Zhou Xin spoke again.

"Speaking seriously, we actually have a relationship. You should be able to guess the identity of my son."

Have a source?
Han Qingxuan was taken aback again. She had almost no contact with the outside world in the past year. How could she be involved with such a mysterious person?

As for the past, it is unlikely.

Just when Han Qingxuan was about to shake her head, a flash of light suddenly flashed in her mind, and her eyes widened.

"You are... Mr. Yan?!"

(End of this chapter)