The Riddler Get Out of Terra

——The Thunder Law Department is in class now?

Jingzhe deduced.

But wasn’t I trying to hook Wu?I have just finished investigating the numerous counterfeit banknote cases, witnessed too many dirty discords in the court, and am feeling exhausted, and now I am in the lecture hall of Tianshi Mansion?

She secretly looked at the inexplicably familiar classmates from the corner of her sight, and found that they had no reaction to the sudden appearance of a Great Yan Si Suitai officer in class. Some of them were even taking notes, making a rustling sound when the pen tip rubbed against the paper. sound.

Qilin was even more confused.

The location is wrong, this church

The room had been demolished a long time ago, and she shouldn't have appeared here at all; the students were wrong, and these people's faces were too familiar to her. If they were relatives of those who graduated with her, there was no way they could be reorganized into the same class, right?This probability is lower than Jingzhe becoming a Great Heavenly Master!

Time... time?

Jingzhe slowly looked at his slender white palms, and lightning seemed to flash through his head:

These hands are white and delicate, with the softness of a fledgling baby without any calluses. She comes from a scholarly family and is well protected by her family. Her mother soaks her hands in milk every day and applies ointments passed down from the Lin family. , keeping Jingzhe's body in a beautiful and elegant state.

Of course they are the hands of the eldest lady Lin Qingyan, the hands that should pinch the pages of books, write notes, and play the strings of the piano, but they cannot be the hands of Yan Guo's secret agent Jing Zhe.

She has been a secret agent of the Yan Kingdom for almost ten years. In the past ten years, she has been through the wind and rain, been injured, killed people, punished villains, and taken in prisoners. At the most miserable time, her delicate hands had to resist the weapons wielded and were torn apart. The fingers were bloody and bloody, and even after careful treatment afterwards, the fingers still had slight deformities that only Jingzhe could see.

Her hands now have many calluses. Compared to the former noble lady, Agent Jingzhe's hands are much wider and thicker. They may be the same size, but they feel completely different.

But what did Jingzhe see now?

Why... her hand turned into the palm of a noble lady again?

Chapter 2 A smooth life ([-])

"Today's class will end here. After I go back, I will write the thunder talisman hundreds of times. The requirements are not high. I need to write at least two successful talisman spells. It will be enough if I can make two talismans twice. If you listen If you don’t take it seriously, it won’t work even if you repeat it hundreds of times. You can come to me in the office and I will take the time to explain it to you again.”

The buzzer that signaled the end of get out of class sounded. The young lecturer stopped talking, looked at the watch on his wrist, and finally waved his hand, leaving today's after-school tasks in front of a certain kind of students. Most of the students in Refako nodded— -The preparatory Celestial Masters who can enter the Celestial Master's Mansion, even if they are from a noble family, are all talented and intelligent people. It is only a little difficult for them to learn the thunder method that seems complicated and difficult to outsiders.

The instructor glanced at Jingzhe before leaving. After noticing that the Lin family girl had returned to normal and was taking notes, he nodded and left.

'The education of the Lin family is indeed harsh. How did they raise a young lady? !She had to study until midnight every day. Her classmates said that even when she returned to the dormitory, it would take a long time for Lin Qingyan's light to go out. Such extreme oppression, it was already settled that something went wrong now. She would talk to her father after she returned. Well, don't put so much pressure on your daughter. '

He was thinking this in his mind as he walked towards the office. The three lines on his eyebrows caused by frequent frowns were squeezed together again, causing the students around him to look at him with fear and get further away.

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Jingzhe put the notes filled with analysis diagrams in her backpack, and she picked up the backpack and walked to the cafeteria full of doubts. Along the way, students were walking in groups at noon, talking and laughing. She was alone, but looking at the world around her, I just feel that the scenery is just right and the scenery is in its prime.

'Judging from the current situation, I should have fallen into the environment and returned to the past when I studied in Tianshi Mansion. As for when I fell into the illusion and who planted the illusion, it remains to be seen. '

Qilin carefully looked at the people around him, and as expected, he recognized many people who would be famous in Yanguo's officialdom in the future:

Zhang Juchao, the most outstanding person of this generation of the Zhang family, entered the Yanguo court soon after graduation. With the help of his family elders and peers, he quickly established himself. He first rose to the position of local county magistrate. During his tenure, he made outstanding political achievements and harvested grain every year. Improved by at least [-]%, everyone in the place praised him, and quickly gained the favor of Emperor Yan.

Then he rose through the ranks until he became the governor of the mobile city. When I became the secret commander of Yutai, he had already been the governor of a place for many years. Recently, there have been voices in the court asking him to be transferred to Beijing to become a senior official in Beijing.

But I have investigated and found that he studied politics at Tianshi Mansion, not agriculture. When he was in the local area, he used the grain purchased by the Zhang family to win people's hearts. He paid the grain for three consecutive years. The local residents praised him because he continued to pay the grain. , it’s not that he made any great agricultural improvements. After the county magistrate was replaced, the yield per mu quickly dropped - the person who succeeded him was from a poor family, how could he have the money to buy grain and pay for the people in the county?

The mobile city where he took office was the home base of the Zhang family. During his tenure, he cleared many obstacles and paved the way for the Zhang family. The mouthpieces of a city were all controlled by the Zhang family. When all the vocal organs are controlled by others, where would it be? How about not praising him?

Even the voices that asked him to join the court as an official were the disciples and disciples of the elders of the Zhang family, or other famous families exchanged interests with the Zhang family to build momentum for him to go to the court in advance.

As for why Jingzhe knew so clearly... The Lin family also played a lot of role in Zhang Juchao's entry into the court, and exchanged a lot of things from the Zhang family.

Yan Shangao came from a prominent local family and was good at writing clear words. When Emperor Yan held a feast ceremony, his clear words were selected and he quickly rose to the top with the help of the east wind. He became a very favored celebrity in the next ten years. His younger brother Yan Shipan Taking advantage of my brother's opportunity to climb up the ladder, when I was investigating the counterfeit banknote case, it was said that the two of them were about to cooperate to bring down Xu Jie and Xu Ge Lao of the Xu family, a prominent family in the capital.

Looking at Yan Shangao, who was following a group of people around Zhang Juchao with a humble smile, Jingzhe's eyes darkened:

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The chiefs of Terrace and Si Suitai are not optimistic about Yan Shangao, Yan Shipan and his like. They think that these servile and charming villains will not last long, but who would have thought that the Yan family brothers are the most capable among the current political students. Zhang Juchao's ruthless character in the ring?

When Jingzhe left Gou Wu, the two of them had already formed a small force in the court, and were even able to pay homage to the Grand Master.

Thinking that not long after they come, they will even be able to take advantage of the master's east wind to reach high positions - even the extremely experienced boss sighed that he had misjudged:

"I never thought that these two talents could be so amazing. Data from various places, city construction, and even military fortresses..."

The old man sighed: "After all, it is the waves behind the Yangtze River that push the waves ahead, and there are many talented juniors."

He glanced at Jingzhe again: "But you are so stubborn, why bother? Is there any benefit in investigating that matter? Jingzhe, he has been a secret agent on the rain terrace all the way, and he has never made any progress since then. Isn't it a pity?"

Jingzhe stared at these future "successful people" for a few times. After being blocked by too many people surrounding Zhang Juchao, the eldest lady of the Lin family quickly changed her gaze and walked quickly to the cafeteria.

Her beautiful legs wrapped in white stockings were wearing delicate high-heeled shoes. The strange walking posture made Jingzhe, who had been a secret agent for many years, very uncomfortable. She worked hard to move her toes to relax her ankle, which seemed to be broken after taking a few steps. He completely failed to notice the fiery looks from Zhang Juchao, Yan Shangao, and even other men from prominent families in the crowd:

She was still trapped in her duty as a spy and did not realize how much help Lin Qingyan, the unmarried and heroic eldest daughter of the Lin family, could bring to young people trying to enter the court at this age. .

Chapter 2: A smooth life ([-])

"I don't plan to get married yet. After graduating from the Tianshi Mansion, I want to enter the officialdom of the Yan Kingdom and try out on the Rain Terrace."

Jingzhe said softly to his father who suddenly suggested that he go and have a meal with the boy from the Zhang family. His eyes were neither sad nor happy, as if he had no interest in his future marriage. The father of the Lin family couldn't help but sigh:

"Yes, the Zhang family may not be suitable. They have been too arrogant recently. They seem to be in the limelight, but in fact they have made many enemies. They have occupied the positions of many other big families, but they have not provided enough benefits. Sooner or later, they will provoke a group of powerful enemies. , but I didn’t think well and almost pushed Qing Yan into the fire pit.”

Jingzhe just smiled and glared at her father: If she showed any weakness, the old man would come up with a bunch of suitable and justifiable reasons to make the Zhang family happy. Finally, he licked his face and asked her - "Qingyan, you Isn’t that Zhang Juchao very good? Do you want dad to introduce him to you? "

This was the reply Jingzhe got when he was immature in real history and his mind was still at the level of being a classmate to the children of other big families. At that time, the young Qilin didn't think much about it, thinking that his father had some entertainment with the Zhang family, so he brought him with him She made excuses with Zhang Juchao. Although she hated this, she still agreed to what her father wanted.

As a result, the elders on both sides exchanged glances when they brought the person there, and the two brothers ran away. Only two young people were left sitting in the elegant room of the restaurant. You looked at me and I looked at you. Zhang Juchao chuckled and said politely, "Can Ruo" "Duxu Yaruolan", "On the contrary, I was abrupt. Seeing such a beauty, my heart was trembling, and I forgot to say hello for a moment."

Zhang Juchao has two shallow dimples, and when he smiles, he has the literary talent that has been cultivated for a long time. His dark eyes are slightly narrowed, and he uses many allusions without any trace, and he has a good conversation with Jingzhe, who was very interested in ancient prose at that time.

After they chatted for a while, the atmosphere was good. Zhang Juchao handed her a greeting note and asked her to give it to her uncle. He would definitely visit Lin's house the next day when he gets the collection of ancient texts from home.

Little Jingzhe, who was simple-minded and didn't understand people's tricks, went back happily. Although he was confused as to why his father wanted to talk to the Zhang family, why did he throw himself and Zhang Juchao together? The young man worked hard to please her for a while, but Young Jingzhe was finally a little happy.

Then her father poured a basin of cold water on her, extinguishing all her enthusiasm that she thought she had met a fellow classical scholar into ice coldness:

"Qing Yan, since you like it so much, why not walk around more, go out more, socialize more, Dad sees that you two young people are chatting happily, why not give it a try..."

The middle-aged man winked and winked for a while, but the sting started from the soles of his feet, and his whole body became chilled little by little.

——This is a very common signal for young men and women from famous families to communicate. Naturally, Jingzhe has also been treated in this way, and he easily heard what his father meant.

Later, even if she desperately refused, it was cleverly regarded as her daughter's shyness, "The Zhang family boy is very good, didn't you and him have a good chat?", the middle-aged people were cheerful when they gathered together to chat. Yes, I stretched out my hand to stop hitting the smiling person. At that time, Jingzhe couldn't explain clearly, and Zhang Juchao even smiled without saying a word, acquiescing to make the good feelings between him and Jingzhe true.

In fact, how could the Lin family father not see that Jingzhe was not interested at all?He is just very interested in the interests that the Zhang family is willing to share, and he also wants to take a further step in the court, but before proceeding with the plan, he still needs to see the meaning of Jingzhe - as long as he doesn't hate it, he can put on a fig leaf and put it aside. This relationship continues.

Aristocratic families always like this kind of marriage. It may not be very meaningful, and there may not be any emotions involved. It is just a strong alliance to consolidate each other's status, or even go further.

But Jingzhe saw through his father's purpose early this time, and only had a weak

She glared at her father with a majestic smile, and the determination in her eyes rudely let the middle-aged man realize that she had made a decision, and not to change it in vain, but to strangle two middle-aged men from famous families to death at the source. the possibility of exchange of interests.

Without even talking about it, what can the Zhang family do to seduce the Lin family?

What can Dad Lin say?

He looked at the strong will in Jingzhe's eyes, which was like a light, and felt pleasantly surprised:

"It's true, it's true. I have a Qilin girl in my family. How can the Zhang family be worthy of it! Come on, Qingyan, tell your father why you plan to go to the rain terrace?"

"First graduate with Lei Fa, enter Si Suitai, then transfer from Si Suitai to Yu Terrace, and then..."

The girl's firm voice did not hesitate. In this father-daughter conversation, Jingzhe undoubtedly took the initiative. Listening to his daughter's vision, which became more and more likely to be realized, Father Lin finally couldn't stop smiling on his face. Come bigger.

"Fortunately, I haven't met the Zhang family. Recently, these wealthy families have occupied more and more positions in the court. If I met them, I'm afraid they would be forced to the edge of the cliff and get rid of me, the Qilin girl!"Humph, what a crooked thing the Zhang family is. Zhang Juchao, a son of Zhang Juchao who was able to enter the Tianshi Mansion through the Zhang family's means, is he worthy of competing with Qing Yan? '

The middle-aged man's thoughts are becoming more and more firm, and his tendency to stay neutral regardless of the Zhang family is becoming more and more clear in his mind.

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"Lin Qingyan, perfect score!"

The lecturer smiled happily as never before. He handed over a rolled-up recommendation letter, and a gentle smile appeared on his usually stern face:

"In the more than ten years I have been teaching, you have achieved the best results. Congratulations, Mr. Lin. Your efforts are obvious to everyone. I wish you a bright future."

It was rare for him to say two nice words. The chief lecturer of the Thunder Law Department is famous for caring about students and can be notoriously cold as ice. Everyone respects and fears him. They didn't expect to face Lin Qingyan, who has such dazzling grades. Sometimes, men rarely express praise.

"Thank you, lecturer. Qingyan will do his best, stick to his heart, and never get any easier."

Jingzhe bowed to the lecturer, with a smile on his usually solemn and calm face, but this smile contained an uncontrollable bitterness:

Three years later, when their class of students made their mark in the Yan Kingdom, the lecturer had gray hair on his temples. Five years later, Jingzhe, then a secret agent of the Yan Kingdom, returned to the Tianshi Mansion campus to investigate a case, only to discover that the former Lei Fa The lecturer was very old. He sat alone in the empty classroom with his eyes closed, with a pitiful expression as if he was attending a funeral.

"Lecturer, what are you doing?"

"Ah, Qingyan, why did you come back to Tianshi Mansion again? Did you come to see me?"

Compared with the authoritative attitude towards the preparatory Celestial Masters who were cold-faced and extremely cold when setting goals for the get out of class, the lecturer felt much gentler when he saw the students returning to the Celestial Master's Mansion. He looked at Jingzhe wearing the crimson cloak of the secret agent and smiled. Pointing to the seat next to him, his eyes were clearly looking at Jingzhe, but the blond Qilin felt that the focus was not on him, but looking far, far away.

"Come here to investigate some cases. Recently... there are one or two important cases that are hard to talk about that need to be investigated."

The spy couldn't reveal secrets, so Jingzhe vaguely mentioned his purpose, but the lecturer glanced at Jingzhe with a tired smile on his face:

"Needless to say, it probably has something to do with the things done by the Celestial Masters from our Thunder Law Department, right? These brats told me before they left that they would not change their beliefs, but that they would return the Great Flame to a bright and prosperous world, and establish a life for the people. , for the sake of eternal peace, but after leaving the Tianshi Mansion, I fell in love with the playthings of the flies and the dogs, alas..."

Deep remorse appeared on his face, the skin that had lost weight had old grooves, and the slightly round face that was originally full of energy was almost out of shape, which showed how much struggle the student's depravity caused in his heart.

"Oh? It's a good idea, but this matter has troubled many people throughout the ages. Can Qing Yan really do it?"

The elegant male voice interrupted Jingzhe's recollection. Qilin came back to his senses, looked at the prosperous lecturer in front of him, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:

"Even if a member of my generation is shattered to pieces, what can't I do?"

"OK!"

The lecturer laughed and applauded her, and both parties saluted as master and apprentice. At this point, they parted!

2 Chapter [-] A smooth life ([-])

The rest of the days went smoothly, everything went as expected by Jingzhe:

As the most outstanding Tianshi graduate of Leifa Branch, she quickly passed the Yanguo official examination and entered the system, and joined the work of Si Suitai. Because of her reliable work and sophisticated methods, she quickly changed her role, from a newbie to a naive novice, she became the eye-catcher. A master of precision and outstanding achievements.

Everything was completed in one year. She used her experience of more than ten years to show off in one year. Her strong logical reasoning ability and thunder method suppression allowed Jingzhe to quickly enter the sight of Yu Tiantai, the superior department of Si Suitai. They saw that Look at Jingzhe’s resume, then look at this young lady’s family background, and Father Lin, who is now in his prime and serving as an official in the court. Because Jingzhe confessed early, Father Lin has already expressed his kindness to the chief of Yutai for nearly two years. , in such a close relationship, who can refuse a capable acquaintance and relative?

She soon became a secret agent of Yutai. Her extremely fast promotion speed and strong personal ability even became a new legend in Sisuitai, replacing many seniors and becoming the idols of later generations. However, Jingzhe knew that her Achievements are nothing more than qualitative changes brought about by the accumulation of more than ten years of hard work. Once promoted to the rain terrace, these accumulations will be stretched thin, and she needs to further enrich herself.

Therefore, what is visible to the naked eye

, Jingzhe communicates more with his old man, and which father can refuse the adoring gaze of his daughter who has been self-reliant since she was a child?

Many times, Father Lin would rather have a cocktail party with Jingzhe Bingzhuye and explain to her the countless twists and turns of Yanguo's officialdom:

Times have changed, and the Yan Kingdom is no longer the era of true dragons. The creeds handed down from that era have become less and less useful today, and may even be abandoned by everyone.

Jingzhe was speechless for a moment. She wanted to tell her father that she must uphold the integrity of the real dragon!

However, in the next nine years, the powerless reality of running into obstacles and being unable to even request assistance for the disaster-stricken people has made it clear who is right and who is wrong. In many cases, the right thing may not be right, and the wrong thing may not be popular.

She understood what her father meant, and began to use his channels to meet many powerful young people, make friends with them, and become familiar with them. This way, when someone is affected by a disaster in the future and asks for food assistance, someone can stand up and do something. .

Five years later, there were many natural disasters, and more people in Yan country were affected than ever before. Jingzhe had a premonition of this unavoidable disaster and made many preparations in advance. However, when the disaster struck, she found that her preparations were still too little, and she could not even make a drop in the bucket. Not really.

However, she still saved many people. Young people who knew her well knew that this Yutai spy chief who was born in Sisitai had a fiery temperament and always asked colleagues with whom she had good relationships to stock up on food. Everyone was a show-off. Naturally, he listened to her wishes and hoarded some meager surplus food.

When natural disasters strike and people everywhere starve, this surplus food is a guarantee of political performance and a good thing for the increase in the population under control. So through the light of Miss Lin, young people who have a good relationship with her have opportunities one after another - and together with Naturally, Jingzhe's personal prospects have improved. At least until the decline of the Lin family, Miss Lin Qingyan will always have people who will support her.

It's just... there are still bad things.

"What? Kazdael has long since declined, the Sarkarz people are wandering all over the place, Theresia was assassinated, and the regent Trexis and the Sarkarz army are missing?"

Jingzhe exclaimed in disbelief as she listened to the news from her subordinates who were collecting external information.

how could be?At this time of year, who on Terra does not know about the First Empire of Khazdel and its Emperor Lysandral?

Within two weeks, [-]% of Kazdaele was captured, which can be called the shortest and most decisive battle in the history of Terra. The infected people were allowed to live in Kazdaele, the infected people were allowed to receive a basic salary, and a low-cost ore disease suppression method was developed. Agent... This maverick king should have become famous in the land of Terra at this time? !

What's more, even if we don't mention Lessandral, the Anti-Magic Alliance is led by Rutland, with the participation of Ursus, Letania, Casimir, Victoria, Columbia, and Rem Billiton, and has contacted almost half of them. The offensive and defensive alliance of Terra's power should have been formed long ago with the establishment of Kazdaele's First Empire!

Why have they all disappeared?

Jingzhe seemed to have thought of something and started to call Sisitai again - although he had left Sisitai long ago, Yutai was the superior organization that included Sisitai. As the head of Yutai's secret order, Jingzhe contacted Sisitai to inquire about the current situation. It was reasonable. However, the information from her subordinates made her stunned for a while:

The Sui beasts are all peaceful now, hiding in the corners of the Yan Kingdom and not coming out. No beast dares to ignore the prohibition of the Tianshi Mansion, and no beast dares to ignore the Yan Kingdom's laws and leave this land.

Is there any difference after all...

Qilin lay quietly on the hard office chair, touching the handle of the wooden chair that he specially requested to be made to be hard, and he was thinking a lot.

She almost forgot that she was in a fantasy, and only thought that this place was the reality, and the past experiences of wind and rain were just a dream. However, the sudden change in the external fantasy told her that this fantasy was ultimately the same as the one in the fantasy. Reality is different - even if it is beautiful only for a second, and even Jingzhe's relatives, friends and even unfamiliar colleagues imitate it lifelikely, it is ultimately false and everything is an illusion.

Is it really an illusion?

Stroking the equally hard desk, Jing Zhe thought of the various stories she had seen during private interviews in various parts of Yan State over the past two years, the tragic disaster-stricken refugees, the high-pressure mobile urban environment, the sins hidden in the darkness, the generosity revealed in public... …

Are these really illusions?