I am the Tao of bad people

There are many trivial matters in the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun.

Whether it is the repair of the city defense after the attack, the reward for the meritorious soldiers, or the promise to Youchuan to cure Rao Jiang's Bingshenguaitan, these things have to be done one by one.

For Shen Feng, he no longer needs the current Bingshenguaitan.

The Western Regions were gradually pacified, and the Mobei army was defeated after being attacked from both sides, with only about one tenth of its combat effectiveness remaining. The Bingshenguaitan was still very useful in dealing with foreign races, but if it was used to pacify the Central Plains, it would be easy for someone with ulterior motives to stir up instability.

It would be better for him to repay all his promises to You Chuan.

What's more, strictly speaking, the people of Raojiang can also be considered as the people of the Tang Dynasty in a certain sense.

Of course, it’s a bit of a pity about the God of War.

But as long as You Chuan is still alive and the Raojiang secret method still exists, the Altar of the God of War can naturally be made by people of foreign races, so that in future foreign wars, the barbarians can be used to control the barbarians and war can be used to support war.

This is the best policy.

"Thank you, Marshal, for your help."

"Go ahead. Do what you have to do."

"promise."

You Chuan clasped his fists in gratitude and retreated. Once this person recognized his loyalty to others, he would most likely not betray them, so he was worth using.

Shen Feng nodded and continued to handle government affairs at his desk.

Song Yunji stood by and helped him to find out the shortcomings. They had been a perfect match for each other for many years and naturally complemented each other.

But at this moment, a noisy sound suddenly came from outside the lobby door.

"Report!"

"Luoyang, eight hundred miles, urgent!"

"Report!"

"I'm Quinn, the bad guy from Luoyang, I want to see the Marshal!!"

The person on duty in front of the hall today was the bad guy Tianzangxing Sanqianyuan. When he saw that familiar face, his heart sank instinctively.

"Quinn? You came to Yanyun in person to deliver the message? Follow me now!"

None of the three thousand temples dared to waste time asking in detail.

After Shen Feng unified the north, the 36 stars of the Bad People, except for those who were sent to important places to carry out missions, had corresponding persons in charge in all the states and prefectures of the Tang Dynasty.

After Duan Chengtian and Luo Xiaobei, the Tiansuxing who were originally in charge of Luoyang, were pulled into the army by Shen Feng to run errands, Quinn, a bad man from Taiyuan, was transferred to Luoyang. He had been handling the bad man's affairs in Luoyang for several years and had never made any mistakes.

As the leader of the Bad Guys, Sanqianyuan didn't ask, but Quinn had to tell him.

"Something big has happened."

"See the Marshal first!"

Soon, they entered the administrative hall. Shen Feng raised his eyes slightly and saw the dusty man.

Quinn's lips were chapped and his face was pale, but he didn't care. He just knelt down in front of Shen Feng with his body trembling.

"Commander."

"Something happened in the Luoyang court?"

This was Shen Feng's first instinctive reaction.

The current political situation in Luoyang is a mixed bag, and it is indeed possible that while the war is ongoing in the front, some people may take advantage of the situation to fish in troubled waters.

After all, the news of the North's victory has not yet been passed back.

Quinn's condition made Shen Feng realize the seriousness of the matter. If it weren't for such a big event, he couldn't think of anything else that would be beyond his expectations.

"No. Everything is fine in the court."

After hearing this, Shen Feng felt relieved a little and continued to work at his desk, handling government affairs.

He said calmly.

"explain."

"Li Xingyun is gone."

Shen Feng paused slightly.

This unexpected thing still happened. "Impossible!"

Before Shen Feng could say anything, Song Yunji at the side said firmly, "His martial arts skills are completely useless. I did it myself, so it's impossible to fake it. A useless man, with two useless people, wants to leave Luoyang? It's wishful thinking!"

This was what Shen Feng specifically mentioned in the letter.

The Mobei army was coming with such force that Song Yunji had to lead the Luoyang army to march north.

But here comes the problem.

There was another Li Xingyun under house arrest in Luoyang, and Shen Feng couldn't keep him to cause trouble. But Shen Feng had promised Yuan Tiangang not to kill him, so he took a compromise.

Break Li Xingyun's limbs and destroy all his internal energy in Dantian.

It's just a limb, not the fifth limb. It won't affect the continuation of the Li family's lineage. Later, he can ask the surrendered officials to reconnect his legs.

But now, the surrendered minister is gone, and Li Xingyun is gone too.

But Shen Feng knew that these two things were completely unrelated. The disappearance of the surrendered minister was a matter of the past two days. Even if she wanted to escape, she would go to Mobei, and Li Xingyun
Quinn had been on the road for at least half a month, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a miserable state.

Shen Feng gently put down the brush and stared at Quinn with cold eyes.

"What's the reason?"

"No, I don't know."

Quinn's voice was bitter, and it was bitter because he knew nothing.

Quinn did not dare to look up at Shen Feng's face, so he had to lower his head and continue to explain the situation: "The palace where Li Xingyun lives is strictly guarded by the bad people sent by my subordinates. Even the three meals a day are delivered by my subordinates. No one has ever had contact with Li Xingyun."

"But one morning a while ago, when I went to deliver breakfast, they disappeared overnight, and the guards outside the door were all unaware of it. I ordered the Bad People to lock up the entire city, but they still couldn't find them."

"Humph! They were able to escape right under your nose, and you were still able to find them in Luoyang? How ridiculous!"

Song Yunji was more anxious than Shen Feng. She knew very well that Li Xingyun could die but he could not disappear.

Otherwise, if Li Xingyun fell into the hands of hostile forces, Shen Feng would inevitably be restrained in terms of righteousness. After all, Li Xingyun was the legitimate son of Emperor Zhaozong.

What's more, Shen Feng's original plan was to establish a system of abdication and follow the example of Wang Mang usurping the Han Dynasty, but with the passing of Li Xingyun, all plans went haywire.

Shen Feng remained calm, he forced himself to suppress the fire of ignorance that was welling up in his heart. Impotent rage was the lowest form of venting, he just said coldly.

"Stand down, and I will receive forty military sticks as a warning to others."

"Thank you, Marshal! You spared my life!"

Quinn bowed his head to the ground, hitting it hard.

Afterwards, he was dragged away by Sanqianyuan’s men.

In the Bad Guys organization, there is actually no human touch.

The organization was initially characterized as the black gloves of the upper dynasty, and all the dirty work was done by the bad guys.

The most important thing for black gloves is to enforce discipline and clearly distinguish between rewards and punishments.

But Shen Feng knew that if Li Xingyun could disappear in this way, let alone leaving Quinn in Luoyang, he would have to leave the chief leader Sanqianyuan in Luoyang to guard it personally.
The forty military sticks from the Three Thousand Courtyards are probably doomed to fail.

Quinn is just an old unlucky guy, so we can't make things too difficult for him.

After everyone left, Song Yunji came to Shen Feng's side, with a look of self-blame on her face: "It's all my fault. I should have taken the initiative and chopped him off. It was you who promised Yuan Tiangang not to kill Li Xingyun, but I didn't agree!"

The way my wife is on my side is still as unreasonable as ever.

Shen Feng shook his head and pinched her puffy cheeks with amusement.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go back to Luoyang. For many things, you can only know the situation if you see it with your own eyes. After all, if you don't investigate, you have no right to speak."

Shen Feng had completely adjusted his mindset. He said with interest, "I suddenly felt a strange aura, as if someone had moved my chess piece."

“This familiar taste”

"It's exactly the same as when Gangzi moved my Black and White Impermanence in the Longquan Underground Palace."

When these words came out, Song Yunji was suddenly startled.

"You mean"

"I want to see who dares to touch my chess piece!" (End of this chapter)