I became the demon of the female devil

Chapter 400 Taming Barbarian Slaves, I'm a Professional!

Kuang Yinghao and the others were stunned for a moment.

Chen Mo's father was the Right Vice Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate, which was naturally a very important figure to them.

But this Lord Xu is also a third-rank official, one of the three commissioners and the head of the Court of Judicial Review. How could he be so humble to a junior?

Chen Mo nodded slightly and said, "Lord Xu is very kind. The important matter is the matter at hand. There is no need to supervise the construction, but the ancestral temple is still missing an inscription. I will trouble you to write the inscription when the time comes."

Whenever a shrine is built, a record of the shrine must be written and engraved on a stone tablet to record the person's life achievements for people to admire.

The author also needs to sign their name, and the higher their status, the better. To put it bluntly, it is to use their status to provide authoritative endorsement for the virtues or achievements of the person being honored.

Under normal circumstances, these were written by local officials, such as prefects or governors. The fact that the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review personally wrote them speaks volumes about their political significance.

However, Xu Lin's answer was even more surprising.

Instead of being displeased, he said excitedly, "That's wonderful! When the ancestral temple in the south of the city was built, I wanted to write an inscription, but Feng Jinyu and Shangguan Jin beat me to it, which made me so angry that I couldn't eat for two whole days... This time, it's a deal, no backing out!"

"..."

Kuang Yinghao's lips twitched slightly.

A high-ranking official of the third rank writes an inscription for a tombstone for a fifth-rank commander of a thousand households, and he even looks very honored... Who is the superior between the two of you?
Moreover, it sounds like this isn't the first temple that Lord Chen has built.

Chen Mo nodded in satisfaction, "With this level of awareness, no wonder you're qualified to be the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review."

“Every word I’ve said comes from the bottom of my heart; there’s not a trace of falsehood in it,” Xu Lin said solemnly, without even blinking.

Previously, he and the Chen family were indeed at odds, and they often smeared each other in the court. But things are different now. Since Chu Heng died, Chen Mo has been promoted to a third-rank official, and the rise of the Chen family has become unstoppable!

Officials must learn to adapt to the times in order to go far; otherwise, they will be crushed by the rolling wheels of history. Cui Hao, the Prefect of Jingzhao, is a living example of this!

Not to mention that Chen Mo also has leverage over him...

I can’t accept it!
"There's nothing shameful about it. A real man knows when to bend and when to stand firm..."

"But speaking of which," Chen Mo looked Xu Lin up and down, raising an eyebrow, "Lord Xu is, after all, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review. Why did you personally come all the way to Nan Tu Prefecture? Are the affairs of your Court of Judicial Review so leisurely?"

Xu Lin said helplessly, "Actually, I don't understand either. Logically speaking, sending a junior minister would be enough to handle local affairs, but Her Majesty the Empress personally requested that I come. It's really puzzling..."

Chen Mo suddenly understood.

The Empress clearly arranged it this way on purpose.

She was worried that these local bullies might have some ulterior motives, which is why she sent the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review to keep them in check. Moreover, she knew that Xu Lin was completely under her control and would obey her every word, so he couldn't cause any trouble.

"Your Highness is as meticulous as ever," Chen Mo thought to himself.

When the topic turned to official business, Xu Lin's expression became more serious. He said, "The contents of the document are rather brief, and I don't know much about the specifics. I've heard that this matter also involves barbarians?"

Chen Mo nodded and said, "He's locked up in a cell right now. Let's talk as we walk."

Xu Lin extended his hand and said, "Please, Lord Chen."

The two walked straight through the crowd toward the back of the government office, followed closely by a group of guards.

Watching them leave, Prefect Ge Jun asked in a low voice, "Lord Kuang, should we also inform Lord Jiao?"

"What's the point of notifying him? Let him stay and work at Ziyun Mountain. Coming back now won't be a good thing for him." Kuang Yinghao shook his head.

Anyone who isn't blind can see that Chen Mo's background is definitely not simple, otherwise Xu Lin wouldn't be so humble.

Thinking about how he had spoken up for Jiao Yu yesterday, a cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Fortunately, Lord Chen is magnanimous and doesn't hold grudges..."

……

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The prison was located north of the government office, surrounded by high walls and heavily guarded.

After passing through layers of guards, the group arrived at a large steel gate. The guards at the gate verified their identities and then took out a key to unlock the gate.

With a deep, muffled sound, the heavy door slowly opened.

As soon as he entered the prison, the jailer and several guards hurried over. "Lord Chen, you've arrived."

He was also present when the Princess returned yesterday, so he naturally knew Chen Mo's identity and dared not be negligent in the slightest.

Chen Mo spoke up, "This is Lord Xu, the imperial envoy specially appointed by the court, who is in charge of all affairs in the prefecture. How are those barbarian slaves doing?"

Gazing at the purple official robe, the prison warden swallowed hard.

This looks like the official robes of a third-rank official.
"They have all been detained in one place as you requested, and can be interrogated at any time."

"Okay, take us there to have a look."

Xu Lin turned around and gestured, "Zhu Junzhe, come in with me. The rest of you wait outside."

"Yes," the guards replied.

The prison warden bowed and said, "This way, gentlemen."

They followed the jailer through the narrow corridor to the cell at the very end.

The prison was extremely large, divided into eight compartments by iron bars. Each compartment held three to four barbarian women, who were bound by iron chains, the other end of which was embedded in the wall to lock them securely.

"so much?"

Xu Lin glanced at it briefly, and his brows furrowed tightly.

The border defenses are extremely tight, and it is definitely not something an ordinary person could do to send dozens of barbarian slaves into the territory of the Great Yuan!

The problem is, Chu Heng is dead, so who else could have such power?
Upon seeing someone enter, the barbarian woman's eyes remained blank, showing no reaction whatsoever.

They knew in their hearts that their fate was sealed the moment they fell into the hands of humans.

Xu Lin looked at the short, stout man beside him and said, "Ask them who's behind this? And what's their purpose in infiltrating the Great Yuan?"

Upon learning that the unrest in southern Xinjiang was related to the barbarians, he specially brought along an adjutant who understood the language of the foreign tribe.

"Chika, Suvensimara?"

Zhu Junzhe translated Xu Lin's words verbatim.

Upon hearing this, the barbarians' expressions softened slightly, but they still kept their heads down and remained silent.

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes.

He knew that the Qi family was behind this, wanting to send the barbarian slaves to the capital and then use the Heart-Eating Gu to control the important officials in the court, thereby indirectly taking control of the court.

But what was the barbarian's purpose?
There's no such thing as a free lunch. What benefits would Ugo gain from taking such a big risk?
According to Qi Ye, they were initially helping Chu Heng with his work. After the barbarians and the Yu Prince's Mansion made contact, the emperor happened to issue a decree to stop the war. As long as the barbarians stopped invading, the Yuan army would not take the initiative to conquer the Southern Wilderness.

On the surface, it seems to be about stopping the war, pacifying the troops, and comforting the soldiers, but the timing is just too coincidental.

It is precisely at this critical juncture, when the human race has gained the upper hand and is preparing to eliminate them completely, that the underlying reasons are hard not to ponder.

Although the edict was meaningless to Chu Yanli, others dared not disobey it, meaning she could no longer mobilize troops on a large scale, which gave the various barbarian tribes a chance to breathe. This time, however, it was a secret collaboration between the Qi family and the Bone-Eating Tribe.

The Qi family promised that once they controlled the court and seized the dragon vein, they would gradually open up the borders, establish trading markets, and use the silk, tea, and ironware of the Great Yuan Dynasty to exchange for horses and medicines, thus promoting the deep integration of the two ethnic groups.

When the time is right, they might even carve out a portion of Nan Tu Prefecture for the barbarians to live in...

"His skill in making empty promises is truly exceptional."

"Even if Ugo is brainless, he wouldn't believe such nonsense; he must have his own ulterior motives."

Chen Mo's eyes swept over the exotic faces, and it was clear that the answer lay within these barbarian slaves.

Seeing that they refused to answer, Xu Lin became somewhat impatient and snorted coldly, "If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to drink the penalty cup. Men, kill five of them to liven things up, and I'll slowly prepare the rest!"

Clang——

The jailer drew his sword from his waist and strode forward.

Upon seeing this, the barbarian slaves' expressions finally changed; death had instilled in them an instinctive fear.

Some of them glanced furtively at the next room, their lips moving, but in the end they said nothing and silently closed their eyes.

In the corner of the next cell, a short-haired woman sat cross-legged against the wall, her eyes slightly closed, as if in deep meditation.

As the jailer raised his long sword high, the light reflected off the blade shone on her face, and a mocking sneer clearly appeared on her lips.

Chen Mo, seeing this, said, "Wait a minute."

The jailer paused, hesitating for a moment.

Xu Lin asked in a low voice, "Has Lord Chen figured something out?"

He had personally witnessed Chen Mo interrogating Chu Heng and knew just how outrageous Chen Mo's methods were.

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "No, it's just that I've heard that training barbarian slaves is a unique experience, so intoxicating that it's hard to resist. It would be a shame to just kill them like that."

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Xu Lin's eyelids twitched, and he forced a smile, "Ahem, Lord Chen, you really have a refined taste. Shall I take some men and leave for a moment?"

"No need, it's more exciting with someone watching," Chen Mo said calmly.

Xu Lin: "..."

The people behind them all lowered their heads in unison, pretending they hadn't heard anything.

Chen Mo went to the cell next door, stood in front of the short-haired woman, and said with interest, "If I'm not mistaken, you should be the leader, right? What's your name?"

"Kachupasha?" Zhu Junzhe followed behind and translated the message.

The short-haired woman ignored her and remained unmoved.

“Not bad, I like it. It’s more fun to gnaw on tough bones.” Chen Mo raised his hand and flicked out two beams of energy, which turned into sharp blades that pierced through her palms and pinned her to the wall.

hum-

The Xuanling Flying Knife appeared out of thin air, swirling and dancing.

Under Chen Mo's control, the sharp blade sliced ​​open the clothes, revealing the tanned, firm skin and deep cleavage beneath, then swept across the flat abdomen and burrowed downwards...

The short-haired woman finally trembled.

She slowly raised her head, revealing a strikingly handsome face, her pale green eyes fixed intently on Chen Mo, "Sikramasha, Kuya!"

Zhu Junzhe translated: "She said if you have the ability, kill her, you corrupt official."

Chen Mo chuckled and shook his head, saying, "You went to all this trouble to infiltrate the Great Yuan, just to sell your bodies. It doesn't matter who you're with, so why pretend to be some virtuous and chaste woman?"

Upon hearing this, a flash of anger crossed the short-haired woman's eyes, but she suppressed it and replaced it with a contemptuous expression. "Then come on, you filthy human... Your thin and frail body won't evoke any feelings in me..."

Zhu Junzhe provided simultaneous interpretation: "She said you were short and weak, and couldn't satisfy her at all."

Chen Mo said irritably, "I understand this sentence, no need to translate."

"Pooh!"

The short-haired woman spat, "Kill me or torture me, it's up to you. I won't tell you anything!"

Although her accent was a bit awkward, it was indeed the official language of the Yuan Dynasty, so simple communication should not be a problem.

"Tsk tsk, you can even use idioms? Looks like you've put a lot of effort into this." Chen Mo smiled and said, "But you misunderstood. I don't need to torture you. I just need to make sure you can understand what I'm saying."

"Ok?"

Before the short-haired woman could react, she saw seven-colored light emanating from between Chen Mo's eyebrows, forming a colorful vortex that, like a hurricane, poured directly into her mind!
In an instant, reason was shattered!

The woman's expression suddenly froze, her eyes shifting from disdain to fear, and she muttered to herself, "Kalin..."

Chen Mo frowned and asked, "What does she mean by that?"

Zhu Junzhe snapped out of his daze and explained, "Kalin is the god worshipped by the barbarian Bone-Eating Tribe. He has a wolf's head, a human body, and wings on his back, and he protects all his people... This woman seems to think you are the incarnation of the god?"

"So that's it."

Chen Mo had just used the Seven Emotions Illusion to amplify her fear and awe to the extreme, but he didn't expect it to have this effect.

"What a coincidence, I'm best at pretending to be a charlatan."

He activated his Dharma form, distorting the magnetic field, and to everyone's horrified gaze, it actually transformed into a ferocious wolf's head!

At the same time, its wings slowly unfolded, the fine feathers reflecting a metallic sheen!

It looks extremely ferocious and terrifying!
"This appearance should be fairly close, right?" Chen Mo asked.

Zhu Junzhe swallowed hard and said in a hoarse voice, "Almost...almost..."

All the barbarians were stunned, staring at him in disbelief.

The short-haired woman completely lost control, kneeling on the ground with a thud, slamming her forehead against the ground, and repeatedly shouting "Kalin".

When the other barbarians came to their senses, they all knelt down, their shouts echoing through the cell. Some even dragged their chains, crawled on their knees to him, and licked the soles of his shoes with utmost devotion.

There's something inexplicably eerie about this scene!
The prison warden and others standing nearby were dumbfounded, asking in bewilderment, "What kind of methods is this, Lord Chen?"

Xu Lin exhaled a breath of stale air and exclaimed, "That's what you call professional!"

Chen Mo stared at the short-haired woman and said, "Alright, stop kowtowing. Speak to me in the Great Yuan official language. What is the purpose of Ugo sending you to the capital?"

The short-haired woman looked up at him, blood streaming from her forehead, her expression fanatical. "Lord Ugo, following your instructions, told us to infiltrate those corrupt officials and gather as much intelligence as possible..."

Chen Mo pressed further, "Anything else?"

The short-haired woman revealed her gleaming white teeth and sneered, "When the time is right, we'll detonate the blood haze and pollute the entire capital!"

"what?!"

Chen Mo's pupils contracted sharply!
(End of this chapter)