I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 217
Zhang Jun was very angry, more angry than ever before.

If it were said that it was because of the Taiping Sword Intention that I took the initiative to take out the elixir so that these princes could get the elixir.

They can obtain the elixir, and they can use their minds to strengthen the Taiping Sword, thereby reducing the casualties of the people in winter, and greatly reducing the strange incidents on West Street.

This is a win-win situation for all three parties.

What was lost was just some food and some meager wealth. To these princes, it was just a drop in the bucket?No, it's just a drop in the bucket.

But what he never expected was that these bastards really treated themselves as fools, right?

Suppressing rice prices not only left the common people with no rice to sell, but also became a means for them to violently make money. Those rice merchants who did not deal with them had their families destroyed.

To appease the refugees, fine, the report to the court is sixty pence per day for a refugee, and another sum of money for repairing the house.

Then capture all the refugees and give them to those powerful people to repair their houses, and get paid?All the wages went into their pockets.

The porridge was full of sour water. He didn't even see a grain of rice in the porridge.

On the contrary, I saw many people using swill as rice porridge, but the words "rice porridge" were reported in the account books.

But there are also some porridge restaurants that make rice porridge.

But it is not free, but the poor families are required to exchange their own girls, and all the girls in exchange are sold to J Hospital and Sijiao Square.

Never in my wildest dreams did I expect that what I thought was a good thing where everyone got what they needed and everyone benefited, ended up creating three hugely profitable industrial chains.

This is treating oneself as a fool, and in the end, people will be angry and the blame will be placed on one's own head.

How could Zhang Jun endure such bad breath?

Jin Wucheng also knew that the matter was irreversible. He looked at the confession in his hand and then at Zhang Jun.

"Come on!"

"exist."

"Immediately have people seal the scene and put a group of prisoners into...the back cells. Without my order, even if the King of Heaven comes, no one will be allowed to visit."

A phoenix in distress is not as good as a chicken. The Golden Scale Guard once had prisons, sky prisons, black prisons and other places. Now the prisons are long gone. The sky prisons are divided into the punishment department, and the black prisons are divided into the black armored army. Now there is no place to even hold prisoners. .

We can only temporarily escort all the prisoners to the back jail, that is, find a place behind Jinlin Mansion and lock them up at will.

"Let's go. You just poke a hole in the sky today, and I can only accompany you to the end."

Jin Wucheng said with a grimace.

"Thank you sir."

Zhang Jun didn't ask where he was going and just followed Jin Wucheng.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the household department, they saw the general manager, Qi Dongyang, rushing over.

Qi Dongyang rushed over with an ugly face, already cursing all the way in his heart.

He had just accompanied King Rui to shoot arrows from the countryside, and had no idea that such a big thing had happened.

At that time, people from Prince Rui's residence came to report the news. After Prince Rui learned the news, his eyes looked at Qi Dongyang strangely.

Qi Dongyang didn't know what was going on at first, so he asked King Rui kindly, but King Rui just smiled and asked people to prepare horses for Qi Dongyang, saying that he should go back and take a look.

One second he was treated as a guest by King Rui, and the next second he was kicked back, which made Qi Dongyang feel very angry.

But when they returned to the city, they realized that the matter was so big. The property of Prince Rui's family had been affected. Dozens of people were killed, and their heads were hung at the door.

Now Qi Dongyang understood why King Rui changed his face whenever he said so.

The hatred in my heart.

It took a lot of effort to win over King Rui, but now everything is blocked.

However, one level of official seniority would kill anyone, not to mention that Zhang Jun was more than one level older than him.

Hurrying over, he saw Zhang Jun and Jin Wucheng coming out of the door of the Ministry of Household Affairs. Qi Dongyang hurriedly stepped forward with a grimace, cupped his hands and said to Jin Wucheng: "Greetings to the commander, I just learned about this, and I will come right away." I rushed back, please forgive me."

Jin Wucheng nodded, but Zhang Jun said: "Let's get together, you will bring back the people from the Sixth Division later, each with twenty sticks."

"what?"

Qi Dongyang looked up at Zhang Jun.

Even Cai Gong and others were a little unbelievable. Even if they were crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, there was no need to be so fast.

But Zhang Jun didn't finish his words. He stared at Qi Dongyang: "Do you need leave when you go out?"

Qi Dongyang shook his head.

"Then you can give me forty beatings and a month's salary."

Qi Dongyang looked at Jin Wucheng, but saw that Jin Wucheng ignored him at all, and could only nod with a grimace: "No!"

Then the two of them got on the carriage and headed straight towards the Forbidden Palace.

It was already early morning, but there were already vendors selling breakfast on a street outside the Forbidden Palace.

Zhang Jun bought some steamed buns and sat in the car to eat them.

"Sir, would you like to try it? The vegetarian buns taste good."

Jin Wucheng glanced at the bun in his hand and wanted to refuse it, but then he thought about it and took it over unceremoniously and took a bite.

Maybe the bite was so big that he broke his lip in one bite. He frowned and swallowed the bun silently without making a sound.

The two came to the gate, and after getting off the carriage, Jin Wucheng led Zhang Jun and followed a group of ministers who went to court and walked in from the side door.When Zhang Jun stepped through the door with one foot, a strange force pressed on him.

It can't be said to be suppression, but being enveloped by this kind of power made Zhang Jun feel that his luck seemed to be enveloped by a layer of power.

He raised his head, staring at the surroundings with a pair of dark green pupils under his pupils.

I saw the glazed mythical beasts on the eaves of the surrounding palaces. The little old man in the lead was riding a phoenix, followed in order by dragon, phoenix, lion, Pegasus, seahorse, Suan Ni, Ayu, Xie Zhi, and bullfighting.

Suppress the beast.

When Zhang Jun saw this, he immediately understood that there were objects in the palace to suppress the luck, and the luck of ordinary people entering the palace would be suppressed immediately.

I don’t understand fortune telling, but I have seen relevant records in [24 Solar Terms and Feng Shui].

Unless you have a special destiny, ordinary people cannot avoid it.

On the official road, the officials of the previous court walked forward without looking away, but everyone had a tacit understanding and silently distanced themselves from Jin Wucheng and Zhang Jun.

At this time, Zhang Jun noticed the black-armored admiral walking in front. The man looked back at Zhang Jun, then lowered his head and continued walking forward.

"Wait here."

Jin Wucheng did not follow these adults to the court, but instead took Zhang Jun to a small room to wait.

The small room was neither big nor small. There was a charcoal stove in the middle that was burning red. Compared to the biting cold wind outside, it was quite warm here.

Along with Zhang Jun and the others, there were many officials, all of whom were not of high rank, mostly fourth and fifth grades, and they all sat silently waiting inside.

But after seeing Zhang Jun and Jin Wucheng, the expressions on their faces couldn't help but become weird.

Some people simply went out and waited outside rather than stay in the room.

Jin Wucheng found a place to sit down and looked down at the charcoal basin with a grimace.

In fact, according to the grade, Jin Wucheng is eligible to enter the Hall of Supreme Harmony to go to court.

However, the Golden Scale Guards have now been marginalized, and have been unable to enter the palace to listen to politics since the previous generation of commanders.

So I can only wait here, waiting for the emperor to summon me.

This is also the reason why their descendants fail to live up to expectations.

Jin Wucheng understood in his heart that it was not that the emperor did not want to see them, but that the swords in their hands as emperors had been stained with too much blood.

Neither civil servants nor military generals liked them.

The emperor could only leave them aside, and later emperors did not think of reactivating the Golden Scale Guards.

But at that time, the Golden Scale Guard had been whittled and whittled away, like a sword sharpened from iron to clay, and now it was full of patina.

If they don't live up to their expectations, how can the emperor give them a chance?

It was precisely because Jin Wucheng understood this that he gritted his teeth and decided to risk his life. The two worst outcomes of this incident were that the Jin Scale Guards would be completely eliminated, and the other would be that he would be dismissed from office.

No matter which one, for Jin Wucheng, it's actually not that bad.

Zhang Jun looked around curiously, but there was nothing interesting to see after looking for a while. He simply closed his eyes and waited, while mentally calculating his chances of winning.

There were a lot of killings that night, and it seemed like he was letting out a fierce breath of anger, but the proportion was very clever.

Only the shopkeepers and workers were killed. The testimonies they left behind were enough to prove that they were seeking glory from the Lord. The people were killed, but the evidence was preserved.

The only official involved was a junior official from the Ministry of Revenue. He slapped all parties involved, but did not really involve them. The clues were all broken. This was a fatal case.

Zhang Jun's real purpose was to test whether the emperor still had value for the Golden Scale Guards.

If not, and the emperor lowers the guilt, then it’s okay not to take the position of Golden Scale Guard.

No matter how well done an abandoned child is, it is still an abandoned child.

Don't you think this knife is not sharp enough? Now I will sharpen this knife again. If it is not used anymore, then everyone will break up.

With your own means, it is not difficult to change your identity, but doing so will inevitably make you a little passive.

But people move living trees and dead trees, and the big sacrifice is ahead, so there are still many things to do.

About half an hour later, a young eunuch hurried over: "Master Jin, your Majesty has summoned you."

"Yes!"

Jin Wucheng stood up and straightened his official robe, and looked back at Zhang Jundao: "Just wait here. If you are summoned, someone will call you. If not, don't run around."

Zhang Jun nodded to express his understanding.

After Jin Wucheng left, Zhang Jun was the only one left in the huge room. The other officials would rather freeze outside than share a room with him.

After all, the faces of the five princes and dignitaries in Yingtian Mansion were all pinned to the ground by him, and no one dared to have anything to do with him.

Zhang Jun didn't care, he took out some fruit snacks and sat at the table to eat them.

"Om..."

At this time, the door was pushed open through a gap. Zhang Jun raised his eyelids and saw a person walking in slowly.

This person's face is covered with a thick layer of white frost. He wears a high hat with a wide collar and wide sleeves that reach down to his feet. There are two embroideries on the left and right sides, and the whole body is embroidered with python patterns.

As soon as they entered the door, the two of them looked at each other, but Zhang Jun's heart skipped a beat, his pupils tightened slightly, and he couldn't see the depth of each other.

Taking another look at the python-patterned clothing on the other party, he remembered that when he was chatting with Brother Han, Brother Han once said that when he hacked the Wutong God, there was a eunuch who was nine thousand years old. Could it be the person in front of him? ?

(End of this chapter)