Xianwu Datang: Start with the rich woman

Chapter 61 My brother-in-law is half of my sister-in-law... [Da Zhang, please subscribe and ask for a monthly pass! 】

Town Prison Secretary, Secretary Lou.

Outside the nine-story pagoda, [-] giant green talisman swords were inserted obliquely upside down, emitting a faint blue light at night, reflecting the black and blood-smeared chains, making it look particularly gloomy.

Murong Ye took Chen Yanjun to the cabinet on the first floor of the Silou, and found the kind old man from last time.

Although the old man has a kind face, his name is Fengci.

Feng has the meaning of Fengdu.

The ancestral hall is the ancestral hall.

This name does not sound very festive. It is very suitable to be the manager of the lobby on the first floor of the prison secretary, responsible for receiving distinguished guests and handling routine affairs.

Murong Ye entered the cabinet and asked directly:

"Is Si in the office?"

Every time the kind-faced old man saw Murong Ye, he remembered his empty account book, and said angrily:

"That depends on whether you have business."

Although Murong Ye's face was drunk, his tone was rare serious, mixed with joy.

"It's business, but this matter can only be said to Si Zheng personally."

Looking at Murong Ye's expression, Fengci vaguely guessed that there was something to be rewarded for his meritorious service, but unfortunately, Lord Sizheng is indeed not in the Prison Division at the moment.

"At this point, Lord Sizheng may have gone to play chess with His Majesty. If it's a serious matter, you'd better talk to He Bucheng first...the purpose of setting up Bucheng for each ministry is to do this kind of thing."

Murong Ye frowned suddenly, and muttered:

"It's me who owes Si Zheng money, and it's not he who owes me money. Why are you so afraid of seeing me? Forget it, I'll ask Lao He to receive the reward first, and leave the rest to him."

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered that Chen Yanjun's entry procedures were still the last step.

"By the way, unlock the Prison-Suppressing Tiger Talisman for my new deputy. He has already entered the product and passed the assessment of other departments. Hurry up and offer the equipment and monthly salary."

The kind-faced old man was stunned for a moment, and said angrily:

"Where did you get the monthly salary when you just joined the job?"

Murong Ye stretched out his knuckles, knocked on the long case, and said threateningly:
"What just joined the job, in principle, he is continuing my deputy."

Speaking of Xu Ruyun, the old man with a kind face sighed:

"Well, Xu Shaoqing's pension, together with the annual salary, has been sent to Xu's family."

Xu Shaoqing is not a name, but Shaoqing is an official position. The Prison Officer gave these bad people a nice-sounding official position hand-picked by the emperor to give them a sense of belonging.

Hearing that the assistant's pension and the annual salary had been paid in advance, Murong Ye was choked up, stunned, and kept silent for a long time:

"You guys connected quite quickly..."

"Can you hurry up?"

The kind-faced old man glanced at Chen Yanjun, and thought that Xu Ruyun had died less than ten days ago, and Murong Ye had found a ninth-rank martial artist as his assistant, it was too ruthless.

Then, he got up and went to the archives in the back room, and found the jade slips that recorded Chen Yanjun's files.

"Chen Yanjun, endowed with the five elements, rank nine martial artist, especially good at gymnastics and medical skills, character... afraid of death?"

Fearing death and still coming to the prison secretary, Feng Ci really doesn't know what these two people are thinking.

"There are only five people in the Yinhu Department, including a civil servant. I thought that your Yinhu Department only recruited elites... I didn't expect you to find a ninth-rank martial artist as a deputy. What a crime!"

Murong Ye didn't bother to explain anything, he raised the pot to drink with one hand, and spread out the other hand:

"What crime? He's my brother-in-law. The old man wants me to arrange work. There's nothing I can do. Let's make do with it... What else can I do?"

Chen Yanjun didn't explain, he should cherish and enjoy the short time of low-key, because this kind of low-key may not last for twelve hours.

Fengci shook his head, took the prison-suppressing tiger talisman handed over by Chen Yanjun, took out the unlocking stamp that Master Si Zheng left here, and put it on top.

Since then, Chen Yanjun has officially become a delinquent in the Yinhu Department of the prison department.

"Chen Shaoqing, if you are really afraid of death, you can do some clerical work."

Chen Yanjun nodded in thanks, then turned around and walked out of the building with Murong Ye.

He roughly glanced at the Fuyu Space, and the novice gift package that came with him:

A black jade slip, probably introducing the various rules and common sense of the prison chief.

A yellow rank saber.

Two black bad guy uniforms.

A set of protective pill soft spirit armor worn inside.

Gone.

After going out, Murong Ye drank heavily with a pot, pulled out Xiongjun's white horse, jumped on the horse, and went straight to Daming Palace.

The curfew in the inner city is aimed at ordinary people, and the unscrupulous prison guards are not included in the curfew crowd.

Chen Yanjun followed quickly on horseback.

Murong Ye said:

"The talisman itself can also communicate with the mind, but as the distance increases, there will be a great delay. It is faster to warn the danger with the fusion of blood and spirit."

Holding the talisman jade in his hand, Chen Yanjun couldn't help frowning.

"Why is this talisman similar to the talisman Sister Ni gave me, one in the shape of a tiger and one in the shape of a phoenix, but the rune in the center is exactly the same?"

Murong Ye said:

"Before I practiced swords, I trained as a craftsman. Isn't it trivial to make a few pieces of amulet jade..."

"Don't you really think that I will disregard the lives of my dear sisters and nieces?"

Chen Yanjun really thought so.

"Then how did Qiu Zhuo almost get killed by Gu Eagle?"

It can even be said that, judging from the situation at that time, if he hadn't taken action to distract the attention of the gu carving, it would be very difficult for Qiu Zhuo to repel the gu carving.

Could it be that Murong Ye was also present at that time?
Chen Yanjun didn't believe it.

Murong Ye smiled:
"If you encounter any danger in Chang'an City, as long as I don't come to rescue you, you will definitely not die... Remember this."

You really know how to put gold on your face... Chen Yanjun asked her tentatively:

"Then what if you die?"

Murong Ye shrugged.

"Dead... It means that it's useless for me to come."

Chen Yanjun:
"..."

However, even though Qiu Zhuo was injured that day, he still looked forward to seeing Murong Ye.

This sister-in-law is so unreliable, why is Qiu Zhuo so obsessed with her?

The night view of Daming Palace is still magnificent and magnificent, as if the stars of the universe are reflected here.

Soon, Murong Ye came to the Taiye Pool.

Taiye Pool is Penglai Pool, which was built in the late Tang Dynasty and Yuanhe 12th year. Because the name of the pool collided with Penglai Fairy City, it was later changed to Taiye Pool.

The area of ​​Taiye Pool is not small, it can be regarded as a small lake.

Murong Ye jumped into the water on his horse, the horse stepped on the sword energy, and ran on the lake, making a sound similar to stepping on the ground.

At night, Murong Ye rode too fast, Chen Yanjun didn't see it clearly, and followed him into the lake, almost fell into the water.

Fortunately, he reacted very quickly.

For a moment, Yushui Ling attached to the horse's feet, turned around from the staggering riding posture, and easily achieved the special effect of the horse stepping on the water.

However, it was much more difficult for Murong Ye to use Ninth Grade Sword Qi to achieve this.

Chen Yanjun asked her curiously:

"You have this level of sword energy, you can fly steadily in the sky by stepping on the sword energy, right? However, you are afraid of flying, but you are not afraid of water... What is the reason for this?"

Murong Ye raised his head and drank heavily, shook his head and said with a smile:

"Water is water, sky is sky, can it be the same?"

Chen Yanjun said solemnly:
"There is a poem saying that a boat on spring water is like sitting in the sky. Look at the moon out of the clouds, isn't it in the water?"

"Ok?"

Murong Ye lowered his head and looked at the lake, the bright moon was under the horse's hooves, his eyes froze, his figure flickered, and he and the horse both fell into the water.

Chen Yanjun was dumbfounded, is this woman really afraid of being so tall?
How did a former third-rank cultivator become afraid of heights?
Look carefully, the woman and the horse are at the bottom of the lake, almost asleep...

In the end, it was Chen Yanjun who dragged her out of the water and dragged her to the island in the middle of the lake.

On the shore, the moonlight shines like a silver glow.

Murong Ye was full of sword energy, so he dried the water stains on his body, raised his head and drank heavily, the wine and moonlight in his eyes mixed into sword light.

Different from the vastness and softness of the wife, the figure of the sister-in-law is as if carved by a ghost, as if the classical proportions only found in the fairy picture scroll.

Chen Yanjun only glanced at it and stopped watching.

"Your horse drank too?"

Murong Ye wiped off the juice from the wine on his lips, turned around and walked up the mountain.

"The troubled times are coming, maybe drink some wine to see the way forward."

Chen Yanjun guessed that this woman's fear of heights has nothing to do with drinking fake wine.

Her wine is likely to have the same effect as Dr. Tan's black tea...

Yinhu Palace is on the island.

In addition to the main building, the Prison Division, and the Prison Army Pavilion, there is also a department hall of the Twelve Zodiac Department.

The Zodiac Department is a secret special investigation department that mainly investigates major and important cases, and most of its departments are hidden underground or in the jungle.

Only the Yinhu Palace, directly on the island in the center of Taiye Lake, built a palace in a fair manner.

The whole body of Yinhu is made of wood, and the eaves of the roof are flying, stretching out nearly Zhang far, and it is almost a pavilion for sheltering from the rain.

The hall is not big, five stories high, like a pagoda, with flying eaves, although it looks like a tiger descending from a distance, showing a majestic sword spirit.

There are only five people in the Yinhu Department, but the main hall is five stories high.

One person, one flat floor, works as an office, so arrogant that he has no friends.

Murong Ye lived on the top floor of the fifth floor, the main floor.

The fourth floor, the investigation floor, is where Chen Yanjun will work.

The deputy is in charge of investigation.

The third floor, the combat floor, is a magic dojo.

The second floor, logistics layer, is in charge of logistics support.

The first floor is the residence of the minister.

Bucheng, that is, the civil servant who is in control of the Zodiac Department, must be at least five-rank, in order to supervise and check and balance the private power of the Twelve Bad Commanders.

Yinhububucheng, why don't you sleep? He has the habit of going to bed early, and he goes to bed when it gets dark.

Fortunately, the logistics floor on the second floor was brightly lit, but no one came down to greet them.

Murong Ye yelled towards the second floor:
"Go Wu, come out quickly, I'll bring you a handsome scholar, he can study with you."

The open doors and windows were quickly closed.

However, Murong Ye was even faster, grabbing Chen Yanjun's shoulders, and before the door and window were completely closed, he jumped in...

To be precise, it's not jumping, but running along the wall against gravity!
The speed was so fast that Chen Yanjun almost vomited from running. He barely stood still, shook his head and said:

"The stairs should be fixed."

Murong Ye shrugged:

"Cultivators take the stairs? It may not be too bad."

"It's better than running the wall."

Chen Yanjun glanced at it. The window grille just now was engraved with dense spiritual patterns, which seemed to be a spiritual window that could automatically close when it heard a shout.

Looking at the back-office floor, there are bookshelves on the floor that should be empty, like a collection of books.

Nothing to see but books and bookshelves, and a young woman buried in her book.

What kind of back office is this?
Seeing Murong Ye and a strange man come in, the woman got up from the desk, and politely said:

"Master Buzheng!"

Chen Yanjun thought to himself, this woman was probably too fascinated by reading, and didn't hear Murong Ye's words at all.

Look carefully, this is a young woman with pleasant features but a serious and bookish face, not tall, wearing a blue Confucian shirt.

Looking at that hairstyle, I thought it was a bob at first glance.

Upon closer inspection, she discovered that her hair was tied back in a bun.

The facial features are of the cute loli type, and the figure is also very delicate, which is quite similar to Xiaoyue's appearance.

But her face was stern, her eyes were downcast, and she had an aura of being a god for not dying in the exam, like a girl who took the college entrance examination.

It is far from Dr. Tan's elegant and elegant bookish look.

The cultivation base is only eight floors, and the talent is not bad.

Murong Ye put his hand on the woman's thin and tired shoulders, and introduced to Chen Yanjun:
"This is Song Quwu, who is in charge of the logistics. She was my junior sister in the Imperial College of the Imperial Academy. She is not a prisoner. She is good at using and repairing various magical weapons and military weapons... However, some of them are not doing their jobs properly, thinking about public examinations every day. , she should be very knowledgeable, she can help you solve any messy things you have."

Chen Yanjun nodded slightly.

Song Quwu... Quwucunjing is a good name.

"Chen Yanjun met Senior Sister Song."

Murong Ye then introduced to Song Quwu:
"This kid is my brother-in-law. Next is my deputy. Strictly speaking, he is your boss. It's not wrong to listen to him when I'm not around."

Song Quwu was very polite, and bowed deeply to Chen Yanjun, with a bit of Confucianism.

"Chen Zhenqing, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Mr. Buzheng, Detective...does everyone have to be promoted? The Shaoqing who is in charge of investigation is called Detective?

There is an insider taste!
Chen Yanjun guessed that this Senior Sister Song might be a top student in the crafting path, but she might be a scumbag in the Confucianism and Taoism path, with a worrying future.

Murong Ye suddenly remembered something serious and said:

"I called Zheng Ke just now to check Fang Haiping's background. Has he not come back yet?"

Song Quwu said seriously:

"Zheng Kezhu kills, he is not good at scouting, why doesn't Mr. Buzheng investigate it himself?"

Murong Ye patted Chen Yanjun's shoulder.

"Stupid, I'm saving our new scout!"

After that, he said again:

"Right now, if you are idle, you are also idle. Wake up Lao He downstairs."

"Ah."

Song Quwu flew downstairs from the main gate on the second floor.

Take out four magic instruments like bamboo tubes, point them at the four windows on the first floor, and emit dazzling five-color lights.

Immediately, he took out another flute-shaped instrument and handed it to Chen Yanjun.

"Chen Shaoqing, come on!"

Chen Yanjun blew casually, but no sound came out.

Then he used Huajin, and then he blew out the sound.

It looks like a flute, but when it comes out, it's a babbling Nuo opera...

Nuo opera is the ghost exorcism opera of the Tang Dynasty, which is far more ugly than all modern operas.

Even Chen Yanjun himself could hardly keep blowing.

Murong Ye and Song Quwu both covered their ears.

The continuous Huajin was blown out, causing the window grilles on the first floor to shake back and forth.

A figure suddenly came through the broken window, and reached out to hold the flute hole.

The Nuo drama came to an abrupt end!

Yinhu Bubu Cheng He Bumian, is a wrinkled, slightly greasy middle-aged man, a fifth-rank Confucian teacher, wearing a purple-black official robe of a prison officer, wrapping his slightly fat body tightly.

If so, that bookish Confucianism is much more upright than Song Quwu's curly Confucianism.

The five-color searchlights went out.

He Bumian opened his sleepy eyes and took a closer look... he was shocked.

He was actually awakened by a rank nine martial artist!
As a minister, the one who has to supervise is Murong Ye, who no one can supervise. Why not sleep, I have to go to bed early every day.

He had to settle various trivial matters for Murong Ye every day, but he didn't even have a book boy.

Only when I get off work at midnight can I go home to accompany my wife and children, or go to Nanxianfang to be accompanied by someone...

Chen Yanjun hurriedly bowed his hands.

"Chen Yanjun met He Bucheng!"

He Bumian woke up, and lit the candle on the first floor with a wave of his hand.

Only then did he see clearly that Chen Yanjun was so handsome, and he sighed:

"It can wake me up... People can't be judged by their appearance, they can't be judged by their appearance!"

Excited in his heart, Murong Ye took a sip of his wine and said unequivocally:
"We have made a great contribution today, you go and find Si Zheng for me."

He Bumian frowned, thinking that he had heard something wrong.

"You said... to bring Mr. Sizheng here?"

Murong Ye nodded.

"Correct."

Why Bumian thought to himself, I know you have a good relationship with the eldest princess, but you can't use Master Si Zheng like this!

"You drink too much."

Then, he beckoned and whispered to Song Quwu:
"Go to Wu, take Mr. Buzheng to sober up!"

Murong Ye only cared about drinking, the smell of alcohol coming out of his nose was as arrogant as a sword.

"The Tibetan poems on the Five Elements of the Guozijian have been deciphered today."

Why Bumian was taken aback, he didn't quite believe it, after all Murong Ye had tried to solve it secretly no less than ten times, but none of them succeeded.

"you?"

Murong Ye snorted coldly, and said without shame:
"It is said that my brother-in-law is half of my sister-in-law... Let's count it as half of me."

Chen Yanjun was taken aback, he only heard that his sister-in-law is half of his brother-in-law's ass, so why did it turn around when you said it?

He Bumian frowned and looked at Chen Yanjun.

After careful recollection, the Nuo drama played just now is extraordinary, as if there is a real ghost... Obviously it is a high-level resonance power.

The cooperation of the two may really be possible to interpret the poem.

Thinking of this, He Bumian said with a serious face:
"Whether it's true or not, keep it secret, I'll go find Lord Si Zheng right now!"

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I changed the outline of the article today, which was delayed, and it was difficult to write new scenes and new characters. I will only write one chapter today, and I will try to write as much as possible tomorrow.

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