Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 502: Send an invitation, the king invites Qingyang Hou to a banquet

When did the Zhentian Division need the approval of the civil and military officials in the court?

Zhang Yuan's words stunned Lei Hao and made everyone in the hall look up.

The Black Ice Platform and the Heavenly Suppression Division are supposed to suppress the world and no one dares to disrespect them.

However, over the years, the Zhentian Division has unknowingly become an entity on par with the Gongfeng Hall, the Qintianjian, and even the Imperial Household Department.

Even in the eyes of the common people, Zhentiansi and Heibingtai should be under the control of the imperial court and are the running dogs of those high-ranking officials in the court.

"Marquis Qingyang, why don't you tell me what my Zhentian Division should do this time." Zhan Wuji, the head of the Pojun Division who was sitting diagonally opposite Zhang Yuan and a powerful half-step grandmaster, looked at Zhang Yuan and spoke.

In the lobby, everyone's eyes were shining brightly.

You, Marquis Qingyang, are unparalleled in combat power, and you are a person trusted by His Majesty. So what do you say we should do?

This is not only an opportunity to get to know the newly appointed head of the Wuyu Division, but also an opportunity to understand the ability of Qingyang Hou to command the army.

In this world, just because your cultivation is strong enough doesn’t mean you will be able to control a force.

Many strong people have enough strength but can only serve as offerings.

After all, practice is practice, and ability is ability.

"That's right," said Ying Wuhen, the deputy head of the Shadow Division, with a gleam in his eyes. He said softly, "Marquis Qingyang, if you take action, we, the Twelve Divisions, will certainly provide you with all our support."

Zhang Yuan is already the head of the Wuyu Division in the Zhentian Division. When Zhang Yuan acts, he represents the Wuyu Division and the Zhentian Division.

Regardless of whether the Twelve Departments get along harmoniously or not, they must stand together this time to support Zhang Yuan.

In the lobby, after Ying Wuhen finished speaking, no one spoke anymore.

Obviously, this gives the decision-making power and choice to Zhang Yuan.

"Okay, then this time, Zhang will boldly lead the Twelve Departments and let His Majesty see the reputation of the Heavenly Guarding Department."

When Zhang Yuan's voice rang out, everyone in the hall straightened up instantly with a solemn expression.

"Wu Yusi, give me all the information about the command of the army, the offering materials, and the information about the black cavalry stationed in various places."

Zhang Yuan spoke loudly.

Qin Wuya stood up straight, clasped his fists and bowed: "Yes."

"The Shadow Department compiles information about the Imperial City officials and the various garrison commanders. I want all the details, no matter how big or small."

"Xuanjisi recorded all the hidden information about Jianghu, the four countries and three regions around it, and various places into the jade pendant. Give me a copy."

"Report to me all the information on the twenty-eight constellations and demons suppressed by the Demon Suppression Bureau."

"The Mysterious and Beast Taming Departments serve in the military. I want a copy of the information provided by various places."

"The Secret Medicine Department's catalog of secret medicines, the Netherworld Department's information on prisoners in Huangquan Prison, the Zhuxian Department's information on all the immortals and demons in custody, and the offerings..."

Zhang Yuan's voice echoed in the lobby, and the heads or acting heads of the twelve departments stood up, bowed, and clasped their fists.

Wu Yu Si is the head of the Twelve Departments, and the order of the head of Wu Yu Si can represent Zhen Tian Si.

Duke Chengguo, who also serves as the head of Zhentian Division, is in seclusion, and Marquis Changning Su Jing, who is in charge of Black Ice Platform, is unable to take care of Zhentian Division.

All matters, big or small, in the Zhentian Division can be decided by the head of the Wuyu Division, Qingyang Hou Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan slowly stood up, holding the Qiuhan Knife in his hand, and clasped his fists towards everyone.

"Zhang Yuan thanks everyone."

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Imperial City, the Third Prince’s Mansion.

The solemn-looking Third Prince Ying Xian held a scroll of official documents in his hand, his brows furrowed.

Below, several officials from the Third Prince's rank stood bowing.

"Don't any of you know this Qingyang Marquis well enough? Don't you have any friendship with him at all?"

The third prince raised his head and looked at the people in front of him.

Several people in the lobby looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Your Highness, Marquis Qingyang rose to prominence too quickly. He was made a marquis in one battle, and then he studied in hiding. Not to mention in the imperial city, even in Zhengyang County, there are not many people who have close ties with him." The civil servant who spoke was wearing a red official robe. He was in his early fifties, with a gauze hat covering his gray hair and a square face.

He was Zhao Duting, the president of the Hanlin Academy, a master of Confucianism and Taoism, and a third-rank official. He was responsible for compiling national history, drafting imperial edicts, and other official duties.

Zhao Duting is considered the head of the civil officials under the Third Prince, and is involved in planning all matters, big and small.

Zhao Duting's words made everyone in the hall nod slightly.

"Your Highness, the Marquis of Qingyang doesn't have many connections in the Imperial City. He might not be of much help to Your Highness, but there certainly won't be any conflicts."

Standing behind Zhao Duting, the middle-aged man in a green military uniform cupped his fists and said, "In my humble opinion, Your Highness should be cautious in what you say and do recently. We should exercise more restraint on our subordinates."

He glanced at the others and said softly, "Let's first take a look at the methods used by this Wu Yu Si Chief."

The Third Prince's expression changed slightly, but he could only nod in the end.

He also knew that if he could establish a friendship with the head of the Zhentian Division's Wuyu Division, it would be of great help to him.

Unfortunately, even though he was a prince, he didn't know how to interact with the Marquis of Qingyang for a while.

On the contrary, in the current situation, we can only wait and see what this Qingyang Marquis will do.

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Jingzhao Mansion.

Although Jingzhao Prefecture is a government office, its specifications are actually even higher than those of a county government.

Jingzhao Yin Xiao Lou is now a fourth-rank official. Although it seems that he has not yet reached the third-rank position, the actual power in his hands is more majestic than those third-rank assistant ministers and scholars of the six ministries.

For court officials, there is a huge gap between real power and empty position.

There is also a world of difference between a full-time position and a deputy position.

"You all don't know this Qingyang Marquis, but I, Xiao Lou, do."

In the lobby, Xiao Lou stood straight with a calm expression as he glanced at the officials from Jingzhao Prefecture below.

The number of officials in Jingzhao Prefecture and the territory it governs are unmatched by other prefectures.

There were only three thousand wards in the imperial city, county magistrates of all sizes, as well as other patrol and inspection departments, and hundreds of officials of all ranks.

Even in the hall at this moment, there were dozens of officials above the fifth rank.

When they heard Xiao Lou say that he knew Qingyang Hou, everyone looked up.

In the imperial city, not many people recognize Marquis Qingyang.

"Everyone, Xiao wants to remind you that the Marquis of Qingyang is extremely murderous and is famous for his killing in the northwest."

"Your Majesty has appointed him to be in charge of the Military Imperial Court. I don't want anyone in Jingzhao Prefecture to fall into his hands."

"Given my friendship with him, I, Xiao Lou, will not step in and make things difficult for him, and he will not sell me, Xiao Lou, a favor for such a trivial matter."

Zhang Yuan and Xiao Lou became friends when they were sent as envoys to the State of Yan in the northwest. They fought side by side and were like comrades-in-arms.

Xiao Lou would not easily use this friendship, this was just a reminder to everyone in Jingzhao Prefecture.

Everyone in the hall had a slightly solemn expression on their faces and lowered their heads.

Our prefect has a very strong background. Even he said such words, which means that whoever falls into the hands of Zhentiansi will have to fend for himself.

The Fifth Prince's Mansion.

The fifth prince Ying Li held the imperial report in his hand. Although his expression was calm, there was a hint of repression in his eyes.

"Just tell me why Zhong Yuan and the others switched sides. It turns out that Zhang Qingyang is so highly regarded by our father."

"Well, send an invitation. I'm inviting Marquis Qingyang to a banquet."

"I think he won't refuse to give me this honor."

Below, Guo Wenhua, who was wearing a green Confucian robe, frowned slightly, hesitated, and did not speak.

Half an hour later, the chief official who delivered the invitation came back with the invitation in his hand.

"Marquis Qingyang said," the Chief Secretary's expression changed, and he whispered, "He's not interested."

(End of this chapter)