Yu Jun

Yin Nan walked towards the innocent-looking soldier. The soldier took a step back. Ji Tongzhi stepped forward to stop Yin Nan, but he tripped over someone's foot and fell to pieces.

The soldier had nowhere to run, so he was caught by Yin Nan, grabbed the skirt of his clothes, pulled him to the female wall, held his head and looked down.

The soldier looked down and felt dizzy. His legs became weak. The things below him had turned into a small ball, a corpse, torn into pieces, and the blood was dazzlingly red.

"What...what..." He struggled twice, but failed to break free and couldn't move his head. "Ji Tongzhi, help!"

Ji Tongzhi had just struggled up from the ground, his eyes were blocked by everyone, and when he was about to order everyone to get out of the way, Yin Nan had already pushed the soldiers off the city wall.

The soldier screamed, and the crowd also exclaimed. Zhong Tao rushed over with a single stride, grabbed the edge of the wall with both hands, and looked out, feeling extremely happy.

Ji Tongzhifei seemed to step forward and stood by the female wall. His bones were numb with fear and he looked at Yin Nan with horror: "You, you - you forced to kill your comrades!"

Yin Nan's face was expressionless and he didn't think he was wrong.

On the first day she entered the Mo Mansion, Mo Qianlan taught her to retaliate, an eye for an eye - if Mo Lingfeng hadn't told her not to act out of anger, she would have pushed Ji down as well.

Zhong Tao reacted in an instant, turned around and said: "What forced killing? He jumped down to die for his love!"

He turned to look at the women's soldiers huddled together: "Have you all seen clearly?"

"You see clearly, he danced by himself!"

"Correct!"

Ji Tongzhi said sternly: "He doesn't even know this female soldier, why did she die? It's obviously..."

Zhong Tao interrupted him: "I don't know what kind of matchmaker you are! If you love matchmaking so much, what kind of army do you belong to to be a matchmaker?"

Ji Tongzhi was furious. He only regretted that he had not witnessed the situation just now, and the incident happened suddenly. He did not have anyone around him, so he gritted his teeth and endured his anger: "Okay! I want to see if you all dare to jump!"

Yin Nan ignored his provocation, limped and walked down the city step by step. Suddenly he turned his head and said, "If you jump down, you have to come in pairs."

A woman followed Yin Nan: "I dare to dance."

Another one also followed: "I dare too, I will definitely turn into a ghost after I die!"

The female soldier followed Yin Nan, and Zhong Tao sneered: "Ji Tongzhi, don't underestimate the Detachment of Women. If they dare to jump, do your men dare?"

dare not.

When Ji Tongzhi tried to be a matchmaker again, no one dared to respond.

The nonsense farce in the fortress gradually subsided. At midnight, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and the floating clouds covered the moon. The dead branches and leaves fell to the ground in an uproar. There was darkness everywhere and the hawks were chirping.

When Zell went out against the wind, a window fell off and fell to the ground dozens of steps away. The bells on the porch rang wildly and deafeningly. When he walked out of the back camp, he could still hear the crisp sound of tiles falling to the ground.

When he walked to the top of the city step by step, the sounds in the camp were no longer heard, and only the whistling of the wind was left in his ears.

The archer huddled in the corner to take shelter from the wind, not surprised by his arrival.

Immediately after this strong wind passed, there was heavy snowfall. The snowflakes rolled with the wind and covered the ground in a moment. The cold air penetrated people's clothes and put their hands in their sleeves like pig iron.

Zell was not afraid of the cold, but instead loved the chilling silence - as if Mo Lingfeng was there.

It turned out that Mo Lingfeng had not lied. She was indeed a god, the god of the fortress. When she was there, order existed, but when she was gone, everything changed.

God can predict everything, and he must have predicted his actions at this time.

He said in his heart: "Wind God, Snow God, please take my voice to Sanchuan Village."

Then he took out the xun, put it to his mouth, and blew it while whimpering.

This time the sound of the xun had no melody, one long sound and one short sound, irregular, reaching the ears of Jinlu and Qiang people through the vast snow.

The matter of drumming and grievances in Kyoto is still under thorough investigation.During the ten-day holiday on September [-]th, as soon as Mao Shi arrived, the two censors invited Wu Jin and Qi Chang to go to the censor's platform to inquire.

In the early morning of late autumn, the waning moon was still shining, and the hanging spiders in the decaying willows were shining. Silver frost condensed on the ground. When I stepped on it, even my head and heart felt cold.

Fortunately there was no wind, so we didn't freeze half way through.

The two lanterns met in front of the Censor's Terrace. Wu Jin and Qi Chang looked at the gate of the Censor's Terrace at the same time.

The censor's platform is a red-lacquered door, and two lanterns are hung under the corridor, illuminating the three words "Censor's Di" on the plaque, leaving the two stone lions in the dark.

Wu Jin picked up her clothes and stepped up the stone steps. She did not take a closer look at the stone lions, but Qi Chang looked at these two unique stone lions.

Yushitai is different from other government offices. Its door opens to the north, and even the stone lions have a chilling effect. Qi Chang's throat twitched, he swallowed a sip of saliva, looked back, and quickly followed Wu Jin.

Censor Zhongcheng Fu Yan was wearing a purple official robe and waiting in front of the Censor Platform Prison.

Wu Jin held up his hands, Qi Chang bent his waist, and when he saluted, Fu Yan had already looked at them both.

Wu Jin is upright and impeccable in every word and action. Qi Chang is frightened and nervous, with holes all over his body.

The most important person he inquired about was Wu Jin.

Wu Jin was a third-grade Hanlin scholar, and his promotion speed was unparalleled. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be the prime minister in less than six years.

But Wu Jin couldn't stay.

Fu Yan invited the two of them in: "It's a ten-day holiday today, so I invite you to come here early in the morning. It's your majesty's strict order, and we are waiting for a quick check. Thank you for your hard work."

Wu Jin sleeved his hands and said, "If you ask me, it will take ten days. It's really hard work."

One of Mo Lingfeng's personal guards has been in Yushitai Prison for ten days and has not returned yet.

Fu Yan smiled and said, "Of course not."

The three of them entered the narrow corridor. There was a dead silence in the prison, with only the atmosphere of conspiracy surging in the dark - the prisoners in Yushitai Prison were all losers in the struggle between the court and the court.

There were only a few people in prison. Wu Jin looked carefully and saw one of them sitting cross-legged on the ground. He was tall. He was Xiao Dou, whom Mo Lingfeng had brought to Kyoto.

Xiao Dou heard the footsteps and looked up. He had neat buns and a clean face, but his back was extremely hunched. He was sitting in a ball with a bow. When he looked at Wu Jin, his lips moved slightly but he didn't say a word.

Wu Jin smelled the strong smell of blood from his body, stopped, stood in front of the cell door, frowned and said, "You tortured General Mo's soldiers?"

"It's not about torture," Fu Yan replied casually, "During the interrogation, this martial artist hurt someone, so I locked him up here and gave him a small punishment but a big warning."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Dou sneered and slowly raised his hands.

The sleeves slipped from his hands, and a pair of hands that could draw a bow, lift a knife, and kill enemies appeared in front of everyone with their bloody flesh and bones.

All sins are revealed in his hands.

Qi Chang trembled, and couldn't help but take half a step back, hiding behind Wu Jin, using Wu Jin's body to block the dizzying scene.

Wu Jin didn't move, looking at Xiao Dou - feeling hurt for him and angry for her.

This was a blatant humiliation. The torture was inflicted on Xiao Dou, but the intention was to humiliate Mo Lingfeng.

The imperial power was warning her that her power was worthless after leaving the fort, and inquiries could easily turn into interrogations.

As long as Mo Lingfeng goes to Yushitai Prison, they will treat her in the same way.

And they are high-sounding - not to vent the anger caused by the woman standing in the court, nor to be jealous of her achievements, but to find out the silverfish hidden in the court.