Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 505 Kill, kill, kill...

Dali Temple.

In front of the green stone steps, more than a hundred soldiers wearing black patrol robes held the hilts of their swords at their waists, protecting the prison cart behind them.

Their leader wore a sixth-grade military uniform, covered with chain mail, and carried a pistol on his back.

Duan Chengzhi, the master of the Flying Snow Spear, is one of the twelve chief detectives of the Six Gates of the Dali Temple in the Imperial City.

A year ago, Duan Chengzhi entered the Dragon Elephant Grandmaster realm, becoming one of the top three strongest among the Twelve Chief Constables and one of the top 100 on the elite list.

With his cultivation level and status, he should have been a fifth-rank military commander long ago.

Unfortunately, the Dali Temple is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Justice. If he wants to reach the fifth rank, he needs the Ministry of Justice to verify his achievements.

He worked as the chief constable in the Dali Temple for thirty years, but still could not reach the fifth rank.

This time, his mission was to send Zhai Yun, the centurion of the Huben Camp, and several soldiers to the Ministry of Justice's prison.

This mission will offend the Heavenly Guardian.

But the Ministry of Justice promised him that as long as the person was delivered, he would be immediately promoted one level to the fifth rank.

In order to get his official position which had not been promoted for thirty years, Duan Chengzhi chose to give it a try.

Right beside Duan Chengzhi were two fifth-rank Dali Temple Shaoqings in blue robes, two fourth-rank Judicial Supervisors of the Ministry of Justice, and three Supervisory Censors of the Censorate.

At this time, ten feet in front of them, a team of soldiers wearing black armor blocked the road.

The armor of the Huben Camp.

Countless people gathered around the broad bluestone square.

"My Lord Shaoqing, I can lead the prison cart to break through the blockade of the Huben Camp and go directly to the Ministry of Justice prison." The blood and energy in his body slowly gathered, and Duan Chengzhi spoke in a low voice.

"Let them make trouble." Yu Guangyan, the young official with a short beard and raised eyebrows, shook his head and said calmly, "Let the people see how domineering the Heavenly Guardian is, and let the court officials see how arrogant these warriors are."

"That's right." The censor Xun Gua on the other side had a gleam in his eyes.

"The Imperial City has the Imperial Guards and the Imperial Guards. It's completely unnecessary for the Heavenly Guards to station a million troops in the Imperial City. If we can drive the Huben Camp and the Imperial Guards out of the Imperial City this time, it will be a blessing for the people of the Imperial City."

"As officials of the Great Qin, we should make every effort to promote this matter. If it succeeds, our contribution will last for generations to come."

His words made the others nod their heads, clench their fists, and a surge of righteousness in their bodies.

They sacrificed their lives for justice, for the cause, and for the people. So what if they faced the Heavenly Guardian head-on?
Duan Chengzhi looked at the team of soldiers from the Huben Camp in front of him, with some hesitation on his face.

"Don't worry, Chief Inspector Duan. Reinforcements from the Imperial Guards and Imperial Guards are arriving soon. The Ministry of Justice and the Imperial Censorate have already sent memorials to Qianyang Palace, accusing the Ministry of Heaven of laxity."

Yu Guangyan, the Junior Official of the Dali Temple, smiled slightly. "Today's events may seem dangerous, but in reality, we are as solid as a rock."

"Even if-"

Before he finished speaking, the square, which was originally a little noisy, suddenly became quiet.

The people around all turned their heads to look at the wide streets.

A figure wearing a black martial robe, a long sword hanging from his waist, and covered with iron armor strode forward, with a team of black-armored guards behind him. The sound of their footsteps on the bluestone shook.

"Marquis Qingyang!"

"Back then, Marquis Qingyang covered his face with black armor and was known as the Black Tiger!"

"Marquis Qingyang has arrived in person!"

The people around all gasped.

From the time Zhang Yuan took office as the head of the Wuyu Division to the present day, various news have been brewing in the imperial city. Except for the unknown matter of his studies in Qingtianzhou, almost all other information about his experiences has been made public.

A bloody battle in Toyota County.

Mr. Zhang, a man of great righteousness.

Luyang Prefecture Wuwei.

Rejecting the Beihe charge, Liang Yuanyu defeated 20,000 with 800...

The bravery of Marquis Qingyang was recognized by all the people in the imperial city.

He was made a marquis in one battle and entered the Wuyusi directly. His Majesty's favor made him the envy and yearning of countless people and warriors.

Isn’t the purpose of learning literary and martial arts to become a figure like Qingyang Hou?
"Marquis Qingyang, he shouldn't have come..."

In the attic not far away, an old man in a green robe sighed.

"Haha, young people are full of youthful energy, so it's normal to make mistakes." Opposite the old man, a middle-aged man in his forties stood straight and spoke in a loud voice.

"Once he hits a few more walls in the Imperial City, he'll understand that being an official in the Imperial City requires more than just fighting."

Seeing Zhang Yuan coming, Duan Chengzhi in front of the Dali Temple trembled all over, stepped back unconsciously, and his body tensed.

He's not stupid.

If there is no strong person or high-ranking official in Zhentian Division to come forward, he can take the lead in this matter.

Now that Marquis Qingyang is here in person, this matter is no longer something he can interfere with.

"If the situation goes wrong, take the prisoner cart back to the Dali Temple." He lowered his voice and whispered.

The soldiers behind him who had followed him for more than ten years nodded and looked around vigilantly.

Shaoqing Yu Guangyan and others standing in front of the stone steps looked at each other, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Unlike Duan Chengzhi's cautiousness, these civil servants wish the matter wouldn't get out of hand!
Not far away, teams of imperial guards and imperial guards also arrived at this time. They stood in formation at the edge of the square and protected the gate of the Dali Temple.

This gave Yu Guangyan and others more confidence.

Marquis Qingyang, so what?
Just a warrior.

Zhang Yuan walked with his hand on the hilt of the knife, his figure exuding determination and uprightness.

"Zhang, Chief..."

Cao Shuang, who was standing in the square with the soldiers of the Huben Camp, had a changing expression and bowed with his fists clasped.

He didn't expect that Zhang Yuan would come in person.

He brought his brothers to the Dali Temple just to stop the people from the Dali Temple from sending Zhai Yun and others to the Ministry of Justice prison.

Given the dirty dealings between the Zhentian Division and the Ministry of Justice, if the people from the Huben Camp were sent to the Ministry of Justice's prison, they would be severely punished even if they didn't die.

Zhang Yuan stopped in front of the soldiers of the Huben Camp.

"Greetings, Lord Si Shou!" Cao Shuang led the soldiers of the Huben Camp to bow.

Everyone looked up at Zhang Yuan, with a look of uneasiness on their faces.

Cao Shuang, who was standing in front, also looked nervous at this time and said, "Master Si Shou, today's incident is all Cao Shuang's fault—"

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Yuan had already passed him and walked straight to the gate of Dali Temple.

With one hand slightly bent and the other pressing the knife handle, he walked as if measuring.

Behind Zhang Yuan, Tie Xing led several black-armored soldiers and followed closely.

Cao Shuang hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and quickly followed.

The soldiers of the Huben Camp looked at each other, gripped their swords tightly, and moved forward.

In an instant, the atmosphere outside the Dali Temple suddenly became solemn.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhang Yuan who was striding forward.

Yu Guangyan, the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple, who was standing in front of the stone steps, had a sneer on his face. He took a step forward, rolled up his sleeves, and spoke loudly.

"Marquis Qingyang, the Dali Temple is a key location for criminal law. Even the Heavenly Guards shouldn't act so recklessly as to block the Dali Temple."

"Since you, Marquis Qingyang, have come in person today, that's perfect. You can handle your people yourself. I hope you can give me an explanation from the Dali Temple."

Zhang Yuan kept walking.

Yu Guangyan stood straight with a proud look on his face.

"Otherwise, my Dali Temple——"

“Clang—”

The sound of a long sword being unsheathed was accompanied by a "whoosh" sound that cut through the air.

Blood splattered, mixed with the sound of the blade cutting through the neck and throat.

In front of the Dali Temple, the head of the Wuyu Division, Qingyang Hou Zhang Yuan, drew his sword, and drops of blood dripped from the blade.

In front, Yu Guangyan, Shaoqing of the Dali Temple, covered his neck with both hands, but could not stop the blood from spurting out, and blood spilled on the bluestone.

"Kill, kill, kill..."

A trembling voice was heard at the edge of the square.

(End of this chapter)