After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Chapter 279 MI[-] Part [-]

Li Chenan left SI[-] during Shenshi.

When he left the small courtyard, everyone looked at his back, and everyone had extremely rich expressions on their faces!
Even Fang Xiaotong yelled at Li Chenan's back:
"You're a fucking demon!"

"He said you were a devil, but actually his subordinates think...that you are more like Lord Hades than the eldest grandson."

Li Chenan glanced at Wang Zheng Jinzhong, "Are you hurting me or are you praising me?"

Wang Zheng Jinzhong chuckled, "Of course it's an exaggeration. In our palace of the king of hell, Lord Yama is of course the most respected one!"

"Your Excellency's show just now, I believe that the whole Seven Departments, no, everyone in the entire Imperial City Department will look at you with admiration after knowing it!"

Li Chenan raised his eyebrows, of course he did it on purpose, if he can achieve such an effect, then of course it would be the best.

There are not many serious scholars in the Imperial City Division.

In the imperial city department that Changsun Jinghong had established in the past 20 years, few of the people he recruited even had close family backgrounds!
There are desperadoes in the rivers and lakes, ruffians in the market, and retired soldiers in the army, etc.

In fact, they are no different from those mixed people in the Fish and Dragon Society, except that they are dressed in the black skin of the Imperial City Secretary.

But the great thing about Changsun Jinghong is that he integrated these people together and made strict rules for them.

In this way, the people of the Imperial City Division are two points more restrained than the people of the Fish and Dragon Society.

These people are now extremely loyal to the Secretary of the Imperial City and to Changsun Jinghong. To him, the vice-promoter who fell from the sky...of course they will appear respectful on the surface, but they may not truly accept him in their hearts.

Even if he has the identity of the eldest son of the emperor in nothingness!

In the hearts of these people, he is a literati after all!

A literati holds a pen, and should splash ink in the sun.

It's not appropriate to take a knife and do such a bloody thing in such a dark place after all.

Therefore, what he did to Fang Xiaotong in the courtyard of MI[-] received excellent results.The purpose is to reverse these people's views on his identity as a literati, and to let them know that a literati is far more terrifying than those who hold knives when they are ruthless!
Not Liwei.

Just make them remember their names!
The two walked all the way and came to the crooked neck tree.

Chang Sun Jinghong was still lying on that rocking chair, at this moment he opened his eyes, looked at Li Chenan, "Are you ready to go back?"

"Well, I won't come to the Imperial City Division for the time being these two days... mainly to take Ruoshui to see the Plum Garden, and of course I also want to see the Office of the Supervisory Division that is overgrown with grass."

Changsun Jinghong pondered for a moment and nodded, "Bring the Xuanjia Battalion from Division [-]."

"I don't need it for the time being. Eighteen is by my side. There are An Zizai, Amu and Wang Zhenghaoxuan in Gathering Bieye. It is enough to have these masters. Bringing too many people is too ostentatious, but it is not convenient."

Changsun Jinghong looked at Wang Zhengjinzhong, Wang Zhengjinzhong said hastily: "Master Xiao Li hasn't had time to go to Xuanjia camp yet."

"Well, then you go first."

Li Chenan said goodbye to Changsun Jinghong, and left the Imperial City Department with Zhou Shiba.

Changsun Jinghong lay down again, and asked Wang Zhengjinzhong: "I just saw his face, could it be that you didn't let him see the blood?"

"My lord, this Mr. Li... is not an ordinary person!"

"Oh...? How do you say that?"

"Of course, my subordinates let him see the blood with his own eyes according to the adults' wishes, but he didn't vomit, didn't faint, and even his face didn't change!"

Changsun Jinghong opened his eyes again, with surprise in his eyes, "You have the guts?"

"My lord, this little Li lord is probably more courageous than you imagined!"

"Not only is he courageous, Mr. Li reads a lot of books, it is really not comparable to rough people like me... Sir, look at this!"

Wang Zhengjinzhong took out a stack of papers from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Changsun Jinghong.

Changsun Jinghong sat up again, took a closer look, and his eyes lit up immediately, "I got recruited?!"

"Ji Tai, it really has something to do with the water bandits in Shuangjiao Lake..."

He raised his eyes to look at Wang Zheng Jinzhong, "What do you mean by what you said, did Chen An ask Fang Xiaotong to speak?"

"Master, that's right!"

"Did he use the knife himself?"

Wang Zheng Jinzhong quickly shook his head, "Master Xiao Li just moved his mouth!"

"... Tell me, old man, listen!"

"That's right, the subordinate's opponent Xiaotong moved the knife, but that fellow still didn't frown."

"The subordinate had already given up, thinking about stopping the bleeding first, and then using the knife another day."

"At this moment, Mr. Li spoke. He said...send someone to catch some mice, catch some ants, and fetch some honey."

Changsun Jinghong was taken aback, "Mouse ants honey?"

"Exactly. At that time, the subordinates didn't know what Master Xiao Li meant, but, but he was the superior of his subordinates after all, so he sent someone to do it."

"and after?"

"Later, Mr. Li said that Fang Xiaotong was stripped and thrown into a jar, honey was spread on him, and mice and ants were thrown into it together."

Changsun Jinghong was stunned, "That's it?"

"That's it... But that guy Fang Xiaotong just persisted for a stick of incense before he recruited them all!"

"Oh……!"

Changsun Jinghong thought for a while, and figured out why Fang Xiaotong couldn't bear it.

His old face suddenly bloomed like a flower.

"Look at you, I have long said that no one can catch up with scholars in terms of playing tricks!"

"I asked you to read and study one by one, but you only know how to fight and kill, thinking that you can solve everything with a knife in your hand! You... you are not worthy of carrying Chen An's shoes!"

Wang Zhengjinzhong grinned: "Your Excellency said so!"

"We have a talented poet in the Imperial City Department, why do we need me to wait for a brute to study?"

"My lord also said that there is a specialization in the art industry, and such things as planning, in the future, Mr. Li and you will plan together, and we will be responsible for carrying it out. Isn't this the best cooperation?"

Changsun Jinghong was dumb for a moment, and suddenly found that Wang Zhengjinzhong's words could not be refuted.

He thought about it, and this is actually the best.

His eyes fell on the stack of papers again, and he looked carefully one by one.

Wang Zheng and Jin Zhong were on the sidelines, because in the past, after reading the news, the eldest grandson would make arrangements for the next step.

But he waited for a while, and what he waited for was another sentence from Changsun Jinghong:

"The collusion between Ji Tai and the water bandits from Shuangjiao Lake... Chen Ping Anquan is responsible for this matter!"

"When Chen'an is settled down, come to the Imperial City Division. You give him all these, and let him decide the next plan."

"In addition, tell Zhou Zheng of the Xuanjia camp that from now on, everyone in the Xuanjia camp must obey Li Chenan's orders to the letter. This is the order of my eldest grandson Jinghong!"

Wang Zhenghaoxuan was surprised, the reason why the Seven Divisions are stronger than the other six divisions is that the Seven Divisions have a unique Xuanjia Battalion!

There are only three hundred soldiers in the whole battalion.

Wearing black armor, riding a black horse, carrying a silver knife, pointing at the blade, invincible!
This is the master who Mr. Changsun personally selected and personally trained!

The oldest one is no more than 25 six, and the youngest is only fifteen six.

The person with the highest realm is only the upper level of the second realm, but the person with the lowest realm is also the lower stage of the second realm!
What is most powerful about them is not the realm of martial arts, but...the aura of never returning!
During the mid-autumn night to encircle and suppress the headquarters of the Ichthyosaur Society, Mr. Changsun did not use the Xuanjia Battalion.

But now, Mr. Changsun wants to hand over the Xuanjia Camp to Mr. Li...

"Aren't you going to look at it any more?"

"Do you know where the huge amount of money spent by the Xuanjia Camp came from?"

"...Subordinates don't know."

"It was dug under this tree."

"...The subordinate understands!"

(End of this chapter)