Sword Qi of the heavens

Chapter 92 Give face?

"Master Zhang, I, have I had a life-threatening disaster recently?"

After receiving Zhang Tianshi's evaluation, Pei Lun was slightly startled.

As a member of Jin Yiwei, he didn't know how many cases he had handled, and he had seen countless miserable corpses in various forms of death.

In the past, he would have scoffed at this kind of fortune-telling by ghosts and gods.

But now he works with Li Changlan, and after seeing his strength that can break through all previous cognitions, he has long understood that there are no wonders in the world.

How could this Tianshi Zhang be a liar if he was invited by Mr. Li?

Li Changlan was not surprised by this result.

A majestic generation of celestial masters must have some ability after all, otherwise it would not be possible to maintain the orthodoxy for so many years, and even after the baptism of war, it can still be passed down from generation to generation.

"I don't know if there is a way to resolve it according to what the celestial master said?" Li Changlan asked.

"Your subordinate is from Jinyiwei. If there is any danger, it will most likely happen during the investigation. I am not good at participating in it. However, my lord, you have a high position and a lot of blessings. You can definitely resolve it easily."

Zhang Tianshi cupped his hands towards Li Changlan and said.

Pei Lun swallowed, and looked at Li Changlan for help.

Seeing Pei Lun's frightening appearance, Li Changlan smiled helplessly, took out a cloth bag from a drawer beside him, and threw it over casually.

"There is a signal tube inside. If you are in danger, you will light it. As long as you are in the capital, within a quarter of an hour, I will definitely be able to arrive at your location."

"Thank you, sir!" Pei Lun immediately took the signal tube with a smile on his face, and put it away carefully.

Pei Lun patted the signal tube on his chest, feeling elated.

Even if it's the gold medal for avoiding death handed out by His Excellency the Emperor, it's nothing more than that?

In addition to working hard to be an official, it really depends on who you do it with.

only.

At this moment, Zhang Tianshi already had the intention of leaving in his heart.

He has only stayed here for a short time, and he has already heard a lot of words that are feared to kill his head if he stays outside. If he stays longer, the Lord Zhenfusi is not sure what shocking words he will say.

"My lord, you are busy with business, why don't I bother you another day?"

Zhang Tianshi got up and saluted Li Changlan, his tone was very gentle.

Li Changlan waved his hand and said: "It's okay, my subordinate can do things well, just let him do the work, Zhang Tianshi, if you feel tired, there are many rooms in the department, you can go to have a rest first. Come and talk to me when you have enough rest."

Hearing Li Changlan's words, Zhang Tianshi's expression froze.

Zhenfusi's room.

Is that where normal people would live?
Zhang Tianshi glanced at Li Changlan's expression from the corner of his eye, seeing that he had a natural expression and a smile on his face, so there should be no malicious intentions.

But he was thinking about the inheritance of Longhu Mountain and some folk rumors.

Zhang Tianshi straightened his sleeves, returned to the wooden chair and sat upright, and said solemnly: "I am dissatisfied with what your lord said. I feel that I am destined to meet you today. If you don't mind, we can have a long talk all night long." .”

Li Changlan smiled lightly and said, "That would be disrespectful."

the next few days.

Li Changlan spent most of his time discussing classics with Zhang Tianshi.

Fortunately, Zhang Tianshi is really a cheerful person, he handles things more quickly, and usually answers questions when he doesn't understand.

of course.

It may also be mixed up, he always felt a little uneasy staying in Nanzhen Fusi, and he was afraid that Li Changlan would turn his face and refuse to recognize him someday.

Matters such as the ceremony to be held were quickly and smoothly completed.

After that, he even expressed his willingness to send down some secret scriptures on the mountain, as well as some precious instruments, for Li Changlan to read and study.

Li Changlan saw that this guy was working hard, so he ignored him.

He returned to his old days, staying in the Zhenfu Department all day, reading and reading books, rarely going out or interfering with the department's affairs.

The only thing that made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The thousands of households in the Zhenfu Division couldn't compare with the errand runner Pei Lun in terms of work efficiency or trying to figure out their own ideas.

"Maybe, I should find someone else to accompany me?"

Li Changlan put down the book in his hand and looked out the window.

The night was dark.

Although the starlight in the sky is faint, it also has a bit of beauty that belongs to this dynasty alone.

It's just a pity that no matter how beautiful the picture is, it will eventually come to an end.

Li Changlan looked towards the direction of the imperial palace in the distance, his gaze flickered slightly.

Three feet frozen, not a cold day.

The demise of a dynasty is by no means something that can be easily decided by a few people.

In Li Changlan's view, whether the Ming Dynasty can continue has nothing to do with whether the Donglin Party is eliminated or whether Wei Zhongxian continues to control the government.

The Ming Dynasty suffered from internal and external troubles, and it was already dilapidated.

External troubles are easy to solve, but internal troubles are the last straw that weighs on this land. They can't solve the problem of different people's hearts and fighting for their own interests.

According to folklore, Jiang Taigong walked [-] steps when he was pulled by King Wen.

The Zhou Dynasty thus lasted for 800 years.

Although it sounds absurd, it proves that countries have a fixed lifespan just like the fate of people.

Li Changlan stood up and was about to pour water to moisten his throat when a firework shot up into the sky in the night sky outside the window and suddenly exploded in the air.

"Pei Lun can't stand it so soon?" Li Changlan asked in surprise.

He glanced at the direction where the fireworks were coming from. It seemed to be the location of Beizhen Fusi's archives. He picked up the long sword hanging on the wall and floated away.

Beizhen Fusi.

copy library.

"Pei Lun, I didn't expect you to improve your martial arts after being transferred to Nanzhen Fusi."

Lu Wenzhao looked down at Pei Lun who was knocked to the ground, and squatted down beside him expressionlessly.

behind him.

Ding Chong hugged the dead Ding Tai, staring at Pei Lun coldly.

"Lu Wenzhao, you, you are in the same group!"

Pei Lun was lying on the ground, and he was hit firmly with the mace in Ding Xiu's hand. His whole body felt like it was about to be smashed to pieces. He tried to struggle to stand up several times, but fell down again and again in embarrassment.

"Investigate a case, it's almost enough, what are you working so hard for?"

Lu Wenzhao thought that Pei Lun hadn't investigated for a few days before, and found out that the treasure ship was damaged last month, causing His Majesty the Emperor to fall into the water, which was related to the fire in the file warehouse.

He even dug out the documents and learned that Guo Zhen and Shen Lian met during the Battle of Sarsh eight years ago.

If he continued to investigate, he might find himself and all the people behind him.

Although he hated Pei Lun very much, he had to admit that even among Jin Yiwei who was already good at handling cases, Pei Lun was extremely capable and outstanding.

"Junior sister, kill it."

Lu Wenzhao stood up and waved his hands.

On the side, Ding Baiying, who witnessed his apprentice Ding Tai being attacked by him with a hand crossbow and pierced through the neck, silently drew out the long knife in his hand, and walked towards Pei Lun who had no resistance at all with no expression on his face.

"Kill you with one knife, it's cheaper for you."

Ding Baiying sneered, and slashed down at Pei Lun's neck.

Pei Lun stared at him, thinking that he would be decapitated in the next second and die in the archives of Beizhen Fusi.

suddenly.

A small stone was ejected from a distance, shaking the blade.

"Who?!"

Ding Baiying held the knife in the direction of the stone and shouted.

In the eyes of everyone.

Li Changlan quietly walked out from the dark place in the corner.

"Why don't you give me face and let him go, and I'll just pretend I didn't see it?"

(End of this chapter)