Legend of Zhan Zhao

Chapter 17 The Jade Mirror of the Four Great Constables

A swift and decisive victory, achieved in a single move.

Both sides used the same tactics without prior agreement.

result.

Zhao Wujiu made a mistake.

Zhan Zhao succeeded.

As one of the key acupoints in the "True Technique of Riding the Yellow Wind", even a mere graze of the Neiting acupoint, let alone a direct puncture, is enough to determine the outcome of the battle.

It is no exaggeration to say that if a sword were stabbed into Zhao Wujiu, as long as it did not hit vital organs such as the head, face, or heart, the impact would not be as severe as this.

Ever since.

The wind and the remaining clouds.

One sword to defeat the enemy.

The wind has died down.

Zhao Wujiu, the famous constable who had been hiding in the wind since his appearance, was struck as if by lightning and floated backward. His protective aura completely dissipated, revealing his true form.

He had a thin face, high brow bones, and a pair of cold gray eyes set beneath two frost-blade eyebrows. His gaze was as sharp as an ice pick, and when he looked at people, it was as if he was measuring the depth of their sins.

However, at this moment, looking at his opponent who stood motionless with the sword tip pointed at his neck, Zhao Wujiu's eyes were filled with astonishment.

Not only was he defeated by this unknown opponent, but more importantly, he now had the time to examine Zhan Zhao's appearance.

His eyebrows were like swords drawn from their sheaths, and his eyes were like cold stars falling in the night. At this moment, he was dressed in a monk's robe, which not only showed the clarity and understanding of a Buddhist disciple, but also made it hard to hide the spiritedness of a young knight-errant.

"How old is this kid?"

Fifteen, sixteen, or seventeen?

Anyway, I'm hovering around this age, pretty much the same.

He had actually been defeated by this teenager, and in a fair and square fight at that.

Perhaps he underestimated his opponent, but upon closer examination, it was the opponent's incredible swordsmanship that forced him to end the battle quickly, so it was not a fluke.

Even if they played it again, the result wouldn't be much different.

With this thought in mind, Zhao Wujiu completely dispersed his true energy and stood with his hands clasped.

Throw in the towel.

'This famous constable is quite decisive.'

Zhan Zhao had expected the other party to struggle, but seeing his decisiveness, he stopped confronting him with his sword.

With a flick of his wrist, the sword drew a cold arc of light, like the Milky Way flowing backwards. When the tip of the sword lightly touched the scabbard, it made a crisp "clang" sound. Before the aftersound faded, the three-foot-long sword was completely sheathed, fitting perfectly.

Pang Wen, lying on the ground, watched with great envy.

Even sheathing his sword looks this cool?
Similarly, Dingjue, who was also on the ground, was ashen-faced.

The Four Great Constables were defeated by a mere novice monk. How utterly incompetent!
How did the Six Doors become like this?!
After sheathing his sword, Zhan Zhao began to ask, "You've come here to take away the murderer, Ding Jue?"

Zhao Wujiu nodded: "Not bad."

Zhan Zhao asked, "Did he poison and kill the novice monks who were attending morning prayers on the orders of the Six Doors?"

"of course not!"

Zhao Wujiu hurriedly said, "He must have been misled by villains. We took him away not to cover up his crime, but to find out who lured him into committing the crime and sowed discord between our Six Doors and your temple."

Their previous attitude was anything but polite; the two renowned constables joined forces, making it clear that they had no choice but to hand over the goods, whether they wanted to or not.

Now we have to talk about reason.

Zhan Zhao went even further: "Your Excellency means that a thief instigated the discovery. May I ask where this thief comes from?"

Dingjue is a mole of Xuanjitang, and has never left Daxiangguo Temple in recent years. He only has contact with two parties. Even if he was instigated, he should have defined a scope.

Zhao Wujiu's expression changed slightly, but after a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice, "There is a traitor in my Six Doors!"

These words undoubtedly placed him entirely on his own shoulders.

Zhan Zhao then said to someone not far away, "Please stop, senior brother."

The confrontation on the other side ended abruptly.

Zhou Wuxin was panting heavily, his body swayed, and he almost lost his balance. He bowed and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Jie Wen.

Clearly, the other party was angry, but did not really intend to kill him. Otherwise, he would have been seriously injured when facing this powerful expert who had one foot in the Grandmaster realm.

The Great Xiangguo Temple and the Six Doors both belong to the righteous path. Even if they have some friction in secret, they are not enemies and each keeps a distance from the other.

"Ha! As expected of Master, bringing back such a junior brother!" Jie Wen's previous anger was now replaced by joy. His large figure swayed and he was already beside Zhan Zhao. His hearty laughter made him look like Maitreya Buddha again.

Zhan Zhao said, "Senior brother..."

"You say it! You say it!"

Jiewen smiled and stepped back half a body, voluntarily giving up his seat.

Zhan Zhao did not refuse and said directly, "Dingjue cannot be handed over to you. He committed the crime in the temple, and the process has not been fully investigated yet. Whether there are still any remnants of the poison from the Five Immortals Sect is also crucial. We will transfer the criminal after the interrogation in the temple is completed."

"As for these constables..."

His gaze fell on the constables lying haphazardly on the ground: "What kind of explanation does the Six Doors intend to give us?"

Zhou Wuxin's expression was solemn, while Zhao Wujiu remained silent for a while before suddenly taking off a waist tag-like object from his waist: "Is this acceptable?"

Upon seeing this, Jie Wen was moved: "The Jade Mirror of Famous Constables?"

Having said that, he quickly transmitted his voice: "Junior Brother, accept it quickly!"

The Six Doors was originally a government agency, and its official positions were quite complex, but the hierarchy was clear at a glance.

The main thing to look at is the token you carry.

The highest level is the Jade Mirror, which is exclusive to the Four Great Constables and even has the privilege of traveling within the Imperial Palace, similar to the fish tally of officials.

Below it is a golden seal, belonging to the chief officers of the four halls: Xuanji, Zhenyue, Juefeng, and Fengjun. The seal is engraved with the characters "Xing," "Ji," "Die," and "Nei," each with its own powers and responsibilities. They can mobilize the elite within their halls and even draw upon all the constables from a prefecture or county. They are known as the chief constables.

Below that are iron tokens, which are often used by state-level constables who can use the tokens to request assistance from the local garrison. There are also people from the headquarters who are respectfully called head constables.

The bottommost item is a wooden plaque, which represents the county-level constables, commonly known as the "team leader".

Now, Zhao Wujiu is offering his jade mirror, which represents a complete surrender, even to a degree that exceeds expectations.

Having obtained this item, one is truly in the right, leaving no room for the other party to deny it later.

"then!"

Seeing Zhan Zhao reach out and take the jade mirror, Zhao Wujiu said in a deep voice, "This item is temporarily kept here by you and is not allowed to be handed over to anyone else. Is that possible?"

"can."

Zhan Zhao nodded.

"stand up!"

The constables who had been lying sprawled on the ground got up and returned to the two famous constables.

At the same time, groups of monastic monks emerged from the temple, silently carrying their staffs, without offering any obstruction.

"Farewell!"

Zhao Wujiu glanced at his jade mirror with heartache, said no more, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and led the group away with Zhou Wuxin.

The confrontation ended with the Six Doors suffering a complete defeat.

"Big Brother!!"

However, Zhou Wuxin and Zhao Wujiu did not return inside the gate. Instead, they sent the constables ahead and turned into a small alley. They said to a figure sitting in a wheelchair, "Why did you make me hand over the Jade Mirror to Zhan Zhao? Even if we can't take Dingjue with us, we shouldn't compromise like this!"

"Cough cough!"

Accompanied by a soft cough, a slightly weak male voice rang out: "They discovered me a long time ago."

"them?"

Given Jie Wen's martial arts skills, it's not surprising that he noticed this person, but it's clear that there are more than just Jie Wen among them. Zhao Wujiu's eyes widened suddenly: "Zhan Zhao also noticed that he didn't use his full strength when he fought me?"

I thought I had overestimated that boy enough.

Was the result still an underestimation?

"It seems that before long, Daxiangguo Temple will have another monk burdened with bad karma!"

Zhou Wuxin took a deep breath: "No! It's probably the long-vacant position of the Head of the Burdened Monks, the 'Burdened Karma King'! Granting him the privilege of killing and judging all sinners in the world! Alas, our Six Doors establishes laws for the world, yet these monks treat the court's laws as mere empty words, and we are still unable to stop them..."

"Now is not the time to talk about those things."

Zhao Wujiu said in a deep voice, "The evidence of Dingjue's murder is conclusive. Now that I have given away my jade mirror and completely bowed down to the Xiangguo Temple, the reputation of my Six Doors is being damaged again and again. If this continues, won't everyone be able to bully us?"

Zhou Tianguang's eyes flickered, but he whispered, "Big brother, are you doing this on purpose?"

Zhao Wujiu also realized the truth and his spirits lifted: "Show weakness to the enemy, and lure the snake out of its hole?"

"When things reach their peak, they decline; when things reach their lowest point, they rise again."

Accompanied by coughing and the sound of wheels scraping the ground, the man's voice gradually faded into the alley: "Let's go! It's time to cleanse the evil winds within the Six Doors!"

(End of this chapter)