Chapter 6: Timing
Heavy rain suddenly stopped, the vast majority of Changling people are relieved, usually tired of seeing the sunny weather also seems to become extraordinarily friendly up, many merchants seize the time to deal with damp goods, however, to the surprise of the people is, just after noon, the sky will become cloudy again, and then a rain quickly enveloped the entire Changling.
This rain is not as violent as last night's, but it is very lingering, pattering, see a moment can not stop.
Between the streets and lanes, the smoke and rain were misty, and once again, it was like a countless layer of veil that made it hard to see clearly.
In Changling city south, there is an appearance like Taoist temple general building, covers an area of dozens of acres.
Qin Dynasty reward is very heavy, can get the enemy armor head of a person, can be rewarded with a title, benefit mansion nine acres, beheading full two thousand levels, but also can enjoy three hundred family tax.
So most of the Changling mansion, and even ordinary sergeant's compound in the past dynasty to see is surprisingly large, the whole Changling also with the expansion of one to the outside again and again, this is located in the south of the Changling city building, really is not big.
However, in addition to a few big names in the depths of the palace, all of the power and wealth of the Great Qin Dynasty, this place has a deep sense of wariness and fear.
Because this is where the Divine Capital Supervisor is located.
Great Qin Dynasty investigate cases mainly rely on the Supervisory Division, Supervisory Division of the Division of the regular officials around the thousands, the officials themselves under the door of the diners and countless, and all kinds of cases do not need to report to the rest of the Division, directly up to the Heavenly Hearing, so the Supervisory Division of the Division of the power has been vaguely overriding the rest of the Division.
However, the Divine Capital Supervisory Department is also one of the abnormalities.
The Sacred Capital Supervisor has only a hundred registered officials, which is only one tenth of the number of the Supervisory Department, and is usually only responsible for investigation and surveillance, but the targets of the investigation and surveillance are all kinds of officials, practitioners, and people who have the potential to become practitioners.
Therefore, the Divine Capital Supervisor was a secret organization that His Majesty the Emperor and the two prime ministers, who were all under one person and above ten thousand people, used to monitor officials and cultivators.
Furthermore, all the officials of the Divine Capital Supervisor are "war orphans", the sons and daughters of generals and soldiers who died in battle, and these people do not have much to worry about and are not threatened by others, so they tend to be even more cold and merciless.
So in the eyes of the vast majority of officials and cultivators, the Divine Capital Supervisor was even a bit more terrifying than the Supervisory Heavenly Division.
Mo Qinggong was in one of the study rooms of the Divine Capital Supervisor at the moment, and unlike in the past, his slightly chubby body exuded a faint smell of blood, and there was no smile on his bubbling oily face, only a looming aura of fury.
This aura even made some of the autumn insects that often existed in the surrounding compound flee without a trace.
What made him in such a bad mood was the Supervisory Heavenly Division, the Night Division Head.
Yesterday, the head of the Night Division had killed the seventh apprentice of the Sword Furnace, Zhao Chop, with a single sword, removing a thorn in the throat for Great Qin, something that every Qin man was proud of, however, there was now definitive proof that the Divine Capital Supervisor official present at the time, Murong Cheng, did not die at the hands of Zhao Chop, but was killed by her.
The presence of the Divine Capital Supervisor official himself was to play the role of monitoring the process of the remaining officials of the various divisions, and Murong Cheng was an extremely promising cultivator, and after killing Murong Cheng, whether it was the head of the Night Division or the remaining several offerings of the Supervisory Division of the Heaven Division, they didn't even bother to deal with the wounds on the remains of Murong Cheng.
This represented that they did not bother to hide anything at all.
Night Ce Leng, the Night Division Head, was simply too arrogant and domineering!
What makes him even more furious is that Zhao Zhan's identity was originally perceived by their Divine Metropolis Supervisor, although Zhao Zhan died, there are still three remaining true disciples of Zhao Sword Furnace, and it is unknown how many remaining members of Zhao exist behind him, originally, according to the Divine Metropolis Supervisor's plan, after killing Zhao Zhan, it will take the means of exposing the body in the downtown area, to draw out even more remaining members of Zhao, however, Night Ce Leng didn't know what means to take, and even made the decision to give a thick burial to Zhao Zhan, and directly However, Night Ce Leng did not know what means he had adopted, but he even decided to bury Zhao Zhan in a generous manner, and directly gained His Majesty's acquiescence, which undoubtedly made a lot of the Shendu Supervisor's efforts and subsequent arrangements all go down the drain.
Right at this moment, with several rhythmic knocks, Qin Huishu walked into this room and went to his desk.
"Asked clearly?"
Mo Qinggong raised his head, suppressed some of his anger, and asked in a low voice.
Qin Huishu nodded respectfully and said directly, "Marquis Fang has given a clear answer, that although that Wutong Drop Wine Shop teenager has excellent qualifications, yet he is a rare Yang hyperactive difficult to return body."
Mo Qing Gong frowned emotionally, "What does it mean to have a body of Yang hyperactivity that is difficult to return to?"
"A physique with excessive Yang energy." Qin Huishu explained in detail, "This kind of physique has countless times more exuberant qi in the body of the five viscera than the average person, however as the salary fire burns too fiercely, this kind of physique in the ordinary people are still in their prime, the body has already five failures."
Mo Qing Gong's face hardened a bit: "To put it simply, it's the false fire that burns too much, burning essence and blood?"
"It means more or less the same, however the unusual excessive deficiency fire and burning of essence and blood can be managed to be cured, this kind of physique, however, is something that even Fang Xiu Mou doesn't have a method for, or even if there is that kind of elixir and treasures, it's not worth using it on his body." Qin Huishu nodded, his eyes also had a tinge of sympathy and regret in them, as he was very clear about how difficult it was for a person from an ordinary background to enter the eyes of those truly great people.
That young man from Wutong Fall had in a sense already possessed the potential to rise to the heavens in a single step, yet just because of his physique, he was then destined to continue surviving in that kind of dilapidated streets and alleys.
Mo Qinggong had been sitting in a prominent position for many years, so he naturally didn't feel as emotional as Qin Huishu, who was still struggling to climb up the ladder.
Since it was impossible to become a cultivator, it meant that the teenager could not become useful to the Divine Capital Supervisor, so he just shook his head slightly and casually threw the teenager's prepared scrolls into a fire pot on one side that was specially used to burn the case files.
Scarlet flames like snake letters licked* the edge of the fire pot, Mo Qing Gong was silent for a few breaths of time, however, Qin Huishu didn't leave right away like he expected, so he once again raised his head and looked at Qin Huishu.
"My lord, there is a problem with Murong Cheng's identity." Qin Huishu continued to speak, his voice becoming even lower, and if he wasn't careful, he wouldn't even be able to hear it clearly at all.
Mo Qinggong instantly narrowed his eyes slightly and said in disbelief, "Although Murong Cheng is usually not really familiar with us, but we know his family lineage very well, what could be wrong with it?"
Qin Huishu said, "There's nothing wrong with his origins, but he just settled a marriage with Marquis Xu some time ago, and if there's no accident, he'll be joining Marquis Xu's family around this winter."
"Join the marquis Xu's family?"
Mo Qinggong's pupils involuntarily contracted violently, and a strong chill surged in his heart.
In the Qin Dynasty, there was only one way to obtain a marquis, and that was by virtue of military service.
Enjoy ten thousand households tax, a thousand hectares of good land for the marquis.
Three hundred households will need to cut down the enemy two thousand, ten thousand households need how much military service, even if it will not abacus people, the heart can estimate that a horrible number.
So the Qin Dynasty is qualified to call the marquis, a total of only thirteen.
Two phases, two divisions, thirteen marquis, these thirteen princes and marquis, and supervise the heaven division, the two divisional heads of the Divine Capital Supervision, and two mysterious and powerful prime ministers, is the existence of the top of this powerful dynasty.
A bitter smile slowly surfaced at the corner of Mo Qinggong's mouth.
He once again grabbed a case file in front of him and threw it into the fire pit beside him.
Regardless of the highest figure in the Divine Capital Supervision, sitting in the inner most quiet room of the Divine Capital Supervision, Chen SiShiHou in the end is not clear about Murong Cheng to join the Marquis Xu's family, regardless of whether Chen SiShiHou has intentionally arranged for the ingredients, but since this matter has already involved Chen SiShiHou and Marquis Xu's family at this level, he still have to because of this matter to the Night Zeleng resentment and dissatisfaction is no longer of any significance.
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The rain continued to fall.
After the normal lunch time, the wine store limited a few guests have already left, Ding Ning moved a bamboo chair in the door under the eaves to sit down, and then began to eat noodles while watching the rain.
Noodle is pickled cabbage fish slice noodle, snow white fish slice and noodle messy mixed together, fish slice is not too neat, looks like what sells, but the amount of pickled cabbage is not only enough, and looks very flavorful, the noodle soup is very thick, the surface of a layer of shallow and bright oil floating on the surface, so that people feel that the flavor must be very good at a glance.
Ding Ning did not hurry to finish eating, drank up most of the noodle soup, after washing the noodle bowl clean, he greeted Changsun Shaxue in the backyard, and then changed into a pair of old straw shoes, and played an old umbrella to walk into the rain curtain.
At the alleyway entrance of Wutong Fall, a line of merchants brushed past him, and several Demoiselle-clad rickshaw drivers habitually muttered and cursed a few times about the ghostly weather.
Ding Ning smiled faintly.
It was indeed not a pleasant thing to rush through the rain in streets and alleys filled with the smell of chicken droppings and floating poop, but this sudden downpour was like a godsend to him.
The rain could obscure the sight and perception of many people, could wash away many traces, and could make this moment he had so hard to wait for even more perfect.
So even though his straw shoes were also wet and not very comfortable, his mood was really pleasant.
With a pleasant mood, he walked towards the fish market at the edge of Changling's eastern city.
A huge Wei River flowed through the boundaries of the Great Qin Dynasty into the East China Sea, this huge river not only nourished most of the farmland of the Great Qin Dynasty, but also allowed the ships of the Great Qin Dynasty to open up routes to navigate with the overseas islands, and even allowed some cultivators to get some rare treasures from overseas.
The huge Wei River spreads into several tributaries in Changling, and its source can be traced all the way back to the edge of the Great Qin Dynasty, the barbaric land of Bashan.
The Changling Fish Market is located on the banks of the Dongqing River, the smallest tributary of the Wei River east of the city.
This small river, which is no more than ten meters wide, has been cut off because of the need to reclaim farmland, and some of the portions located within the city have become fish ponds, while others have had bazaars built on them.
All these bazaars themselves are just water bazaars with some ships that can no longer run as trading places, however, over the years, countless shanties have been built on both sides of the river, and these shanties have roofs and signboards that cover the sky, with countless passages hidden high and low inside, and even between the water surface and the muddy ponds, there are many hammocks, some simple wooden paths, sampans, and some small boats and even slightly larger wooden pots below, all of which have become the main attractions of the city. Some rudimentary wooden paths, sampans, small boats and even slightly larger wooden pots have become the means of transportation in this place, which makes this place as intricate as a spider's web in a gutter.
Especially in the light of day is not very bright, from the two sides of the high place to the center of the market low look, the center of the low darkness of the market, but also as established in the abyss of the ghost as the ghost, ghost fire heavy, ghosts and shadows heavy.
This bazaar, which could not be seen at a glance, was the fish market, where apart from fish, not only the ordinary people, but even the things that the vast majority of cultivators could imagine, were all here.
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