Chapter 124 Official Seal
Chapter 124 Official Seal
At the gate of the northern city.
Fierce curses filled the air, and the words of joining the army completely ignited the anger in the hearts of the onlookers. Several martial artists in the crowd drew their swords from their waists, and a conflict was about to break out.
Jiang He walked up to the military officer.
"Uncle, I also have ambitions."
"Did I ask you?"
Jiang He didn't care about it. Everyone has ambitions, which is normal. But killing the young woman and roasting him on the fire would make it difficult for both parties to resolve the personal grudge.
The military officer said confidently, "I know you have profound skills and may be able to compete with a master-level figure, but this is not a palace fight. I am a fifth-rank military officer registered in the Anbei Governor's Office. I am afraid that your martial arts skills are not enough to challenge the rules of the entire Yizhou."
Jiang He nodded and said, "The palace can no longer tolerate you at the moment. The only force that can make you willing to do this, and even dare to turn around and provoke you, is either the Daming Sect or the Yan Family."
The military officer smiled faintly: "The Prime Minister of the dynasty may not be worse than the governor."
Jiang He said to himself, "But there are other possibilities."
The soldier looked puzzled, and suddenly he felt a pain in his heart. He looked down stiffly and found that his heart had been pierced by the arm.
"How dare you..."
Magistrate Zhu, who was watching from the sidelines, turned pale.
Jiang He stretched out his hand and pushed the other man's forehead, and the soldier's body fell backwards to the ground.
In the crowd, Yan's shadow shouted.
"He wants to kill people to silence them!"
But to his surprise, the angry crowd became quiet again.
"This is... a barbarian!?"
"Go up and see if there is any disguise."
"Why are the barbarians here? There must be a conspiracy!"
"Winter is about to begin, and the barbarians are heading south. Could it be that the barbarians are collaborating with them?"
An elderly warrior stepped forward and seeing that Ping Luan Bo had no intention of stopping him, he leaned over to examine the soldier's face.
After his death, his hair was revealed to be blond and his eyes were blue.
After a moment, the Jianghu guest stood up and shook his head at the onlookers.
"Barbarians, no doubt about it."
Jiang He clasped his fists towards everyone and said, "Everyone, today's incident is full of hidden secrets. It was not easy for me to lead out this spy. It involves the safety of the entire Yizhou. I will allow the Chengbei Metropolitan Command to conduct a detailed investigation and give you a reply another day."
Zhu Jun Shou stepped forward and said, "Warfare comes first, close the gate."
In the crowd, Yan's shadow was still trying to resist, but was dragged away by the young master.
"Master!"
"It's meaningless. No matter how angry we are, it can't compare to the pain we feel. The county governor was right. War comes first."
The litigation door of Chengbeidusi Mansion was closed.
Jiang He smashed the soldier's head with a punch and took out a contact lens from it.
This contact lens was actually a monocle used for camouflage. After being changed in appearance by the prop, the costume-changing brooch, he slapped it into the soldier's eye socket.
The previous nonsense exchanges were nothing more than waiting for the transformation to be completed.
Seeing the soldier's head explode, County Magistrate Zhu had a complicated expression.
The next second, my heart, which had just calmed down, was hanging again.
Jiang He whispered to Zhuang Ya on his neck, then looked up.
"Since everyone is present, the one who stole something should step forward."
This time, Jiang He used hypnosis.
Most of the embroidered messengers in the litigation hall looked blank. Zhuang Ya crawled over and whispered in her ear.
Jiang He walked up to the captain who had delivered the cattle.
When people have different emotions, their heat will change accordingly. For example, fear and anxiety will be mainly concentrated in the heart and chest. Zhuang Ya is a snake and has basic thermal imaging capabilities, so she can act as a simple lie detector.
"You only get one chance."
The indifferent voice was close at hand.
The captain was trembling slightly, and there was a headless corpse on the ground.
"My Lord, I didn't take it!" The captain replied with gritted teeth. The official seal had been secretly sent out in the chaos just now, and he really couldn't take it out. Losing the official seal was a serious crime, and being demoted by one level was the most basic punishment. A seal of a commander-in-chief could theoretically mobilize hundreds of embroidered messengers who were lower-rank warriors. Although the token from the superior was more critical, its importance could be imagined.
"That means I remembered it wrong. I actually put the seal in the box."
Jiang He picked up the wooden box on the table and stuffed it into the other person's arms.
"Today is a mess. You keep it for me for one night. If you can't hand it over tomorrow, I will hold you accountable."
County Magistrate Zhu secretly praised that the uncle had learned to shirk responsibility without any instruction. This, like taking the blame, was their magic weapon for survival.
The captain was hesitant to speak and wanted to open the box and refuse in person, but when he saw the headless corpse not far away, he was frightened again. This man really dared to kill. He was just working for the Yan family and was not tired of living. Besides, the order of the head of the Yan family was no different from the request of the prime minister. He was loyal to the court.
"Yes...someone else stole it..."
"Then investigate thoroughly. Whoever you think it is, we'll investigate today. If you can't find out, explain to me slowly why you suspect it."
After a while, the captain lowered his head. He didn't want to die, but he didn't dare to stab the Yan family. The best choice was to bear it himself and return the wooden box tomorrow. He would be charged with the serious crime of losing the official seal and was destined to take off his official uniform, but his head and body would not be separated.
Jiang He patted the other person's shoulder and said, "Go ahead. You can leave early today."
The centurion left with heavy steps.
Zhu Jun Shou stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "My Lord, how will the Dusi respond to the outside world about what happened today?"
"Anyway, the crisis has passed. I'll leave it to you."
Jiang He turned and left.
County Magistrate Zhu stood there in a daze, speechless. He never expected that the other party had even learned how to exploit his subordinates.
……
night.
The centurion returned to his home in the north of the city.
Someone has been waiting in the yard for a long time.
The short man standing by the water tank is washing his knife. This was his habit in his early years. If the blood stains are not cleaned, unless it is a famous sword, it will rust sooner or later. Later, he became a worshiper of the Yan family and became the shadow of the shadow. He still kept the habit of washing the knife to remind himself not to forget the days when he licked blood on the blade.
"Even so, it's still a little slow." The short man sighed softly. In the afternoon, he almost failed. The decisiveness and swiftness of that old man's move made people feel awe-inspiring. However, he was not very interested in the messy beating of drums to complain.
"Who are you!"
The captain shouted, hoping to alert his family, while he slowly moved to another place.
"Can't you see?" The short man pointed at the door. "I have arranged your wife, children, parents, brother and sister-in-law's family neatly for you. Now all I need is you. Come on over here and get started."
The captain looked at the row of heads in confusion and slapped himself in the face. The pain on his face was not severe, but he felt his heart was torn apart.
"You... a bunch of Jianghu people!!"
"Don't say that. We both work for the Yan family. The only difference is that you have to die, but I am still useful."
The short man laughed at himself.
"But it's nothing more than dying first and then dying."
Baihu threw away the box, and the lid flew off, revealing nothing inside. He drew out his golden-patterned sword and leaped forward to slash, as if he had completely lost his mind.
(End of this chapter)