Listening to politics behind a curtain?Kill the Queen Mother at the beginning!

Chapter 31
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"My lord, is this matter too abrupt?"

Ding Xiu remembered Luo Porridge's last words to Qinglong, and after hesitating again and again, he opened his mouth.

"Abrupt?"

"Let's not mention the matter of Beizhen Fushi."

"From the perspective of the envoy Yiding, what is the strength of this person?"

Luo Congee stopped and asked.

"Very strong, very strong, the next official is not the enemy of this person."

"I think it is also a third-rank cultivation base."

Ding Xiu said truthfully.

"The strange thing is, whether compared with the best swordsmen in the same realm, or compared with the strongest pure fighters in the same realm, this person's aura is not as long and deep as theirs, but he still has a murderous aura all over his body. If you want to beat them by a lot, if you get closer, you will feel like being stabbed by a needle."

Ding Xiu recalled.

"Since they are both of the third grade."

"If Qinglong and that surnamed Pei play against each other."

"How is the victory?"

Luo Porridge also became interested when he heard the sound. After all, things like lottery draws have a lot of luck in them. The summoned characters have a guarantee according to the amount of luck they spend. For example, a guarantee of luck of 100 million is the third rank .

The characters that can be summoned are different, and the cultivation methods are different, so the strength will naturally fluctuate. Of course, the highest is only the peak of the third rank, and it will not directly cross the realm.

"If it's a battle in the arena, I think it's [-]-[-]. Qinglong has a [-]% winning rate at most, and the surnamed Pei has at least [-]% winning rate."

After thinking for a while, Ding Xiu gave a more pertinent answer. After all, the size of the arena is only an inch smaller than that of the masters, and there is no room to move around. The advantage of the physically strong is too great.

"What if they fight to the death?"

Luo Congee asked again.

"That's seven or three."

Ding Xiu was very determined this time.

Luo Porridge didn't feel too surprised when he heard the sound. After all, Jin Yiwei in the play seemed to be born to kill people. He was indoctrinated with various methods of killing since he was a child, and then he was selected as if he was raising Gu.

Randomly picked out a Jinyiwei pawn from there can completely defeat the dead soldiers killed by Han Lu outside, let alone the strongest person who raised Gu among them?
After pondering for a while, Ding Xiu continued: "If it is said that in the case of using weapons, the outcome may have already been decided on September [-]st, and the surname Pei escaped death." For some reason, although he had never seen the wooden box, But let yourself be taboo.

"Is it the benefit of equipment?"

Luo Porridge asked, perhaps because he was too much influenced by the practice of the lonely senior, and subconsciously ignored the role of the fourteen powers of the Ming Dynasty. According to the setting in the play, they are the most powerful weapon for a country.

"Ok!"

Ding Xiu nodded and continued: "According to my estimates, the weapons in the wooden box can at least increase his strength by [-] to [-]%. After thinking about it carefully, I don't know what kind of weapons are hidden in the wooden box. It is a sharp weapon, but it is far better than most sharp weapons just by relying on the evil spirit coming out of it."

"Oh?"

Luo Congee was quite surprised when he heard the sound, but after thinking about it, he soon felt relieved. The aura of a cultivator is full of energy and blood, and the breath on his body is quite different from that of ordinary people. He has seen it several times outside the Hanlu Pavilion.

The same is true for weapons. If a knife or a sword kills too many people, it will naturally have evil spirits. Just looking at that weapon makes people feel cold all over.

Even the butcher's knife for killing chickens and cows is the same. Luo Porridge has witnessed it in his previous life. The cattle in the cattle pen of a farmer's house were frightened and restless, so he invited the butcher. At that time, he was still a little puzzled. But when the butcher arrived, he just walked in with the knife he usually used to butcher cattle, and he immediately calmed down.

And what impressed Luo Porridge most was in a drama, when the wrinkled and rather elderly veteran kidnapped Li Rongfeng, holding the ghost head sword with both hands, facing the ghost coming against the wall and shouting "Where is the evildoer?" , get your name on the list" it was like a blast,

Then the camera turns,
It was the picture of the female ghost bleeding out of the window.

Like a blue dragon, it is better than a veteran, and they all fight close to each other. Naturally, they are full of murderous aura, which makes people shudder, and strangers should not get close. Similarly, the weapon in his hand beheading and killing countless enemies is naturally full of evil spirits. .

"With his strength,"

"Can you wipe out the enemies from all directions?"

Luo Congee withdrew his thoughts.

"Can!"

"In that case, why do you feel abrupt again?"

Luo Congee continued to ask.

"However, Beizhen Fusi and I..."

Ding Xiu wanted to speak but stopped,
Talking too much will inevitably lead to crowding out colleagues.

"Oh?"

"You imply that he doesn't have the ability to manage Beizhen Fusi well?" Luo Congee patted Ding Xiu on the shoulder and said directly.

"Lord Luo, the Beizhen Governor is different from our Nanzhen Governor. He has the power to supervise officials, hear rumors and report things, and also has the duties of inspection, arrest, and interrogation..."

"It's actually the core of my Jinyiwei."

Ding Xiu bit the bullet and said, this can be regarded as a heart-to-heart statement. After all, he has been with Luo Congee for more than a year, and he has seen some things in the world.

But now that he has delegated power, it is still a bit difficult for him to manage the internal supervision of the Nanzhen Fusi, not to mention the Beizhen Fusi whose power and responsibility far exceed his own.

"Well, that makes sense."

Luo Congee nodded in agreement but did not answer. As Ding Xiu said, Qinglong may not have the ability to manage Beizhen Fusi well.

After all, in that play, Jin Yiwei has almost no other powers, and is more engaged in arresting and killing people, and Qinglong, the command envoy who was conferred by the Tian family, has not shown too many means of commanding his subordinates from the beginning to the end. So, it's more like a killer leader.

Unlike the number one henchman next to him, the little emperor, the emperor gave himself a monstrous power to eradicate many thorns after he succeeded to the throne.

And Qinglong is more like a killing tool purely used to satisfy the emperor's selfish preferences. He doesn't need too much thought and emotion, or ability, just knowing how to kill is enough.

"Lord Luo, if you insist on doing this, you may fear that in the future, all the officials and Tiqi in Beizhen Fusi will become tools that only know how to kill people..."

Seeing that Luo Congee remained silent for a long time,
In the end, Ding Xiu couldn't hold back and reminded him.

"Therefore,"

"This official is willing to hand over Beizhen Fusi to this person."

Luo Porridge looked at Ding Xiurao deeply and said,
"You know that the Jinyiwei hereditary system has been around for a long time, and it has been more than two hundred years, even though they have killed people and ransacked their homes along with the officials in the past few days, and they have gained a lot of money, and they have gained face..."

"Even many of the young officials, Tiqi already recognized this official from the bottom of his heart, and followed his will. With the official's order, they can raise their swords and go forward without fear of death!"

"But you also need to see who the knife is falling on..."

Luo Congee paused and said quietly,

"If the knife is aimed at that person,"

"Guess, will they turn the knife around?"

Luo Porridge looked at the direction of the imperial city and joked.

(End of this chapter)