I just passed the imperial examination, what the heck is this "Celestial Official System"?

The term "extermination of three generations" refers to the execution of an entire family.

It refers to the execution of the father, son, and grandson's entire clan. Rong Anbo is a large clan, and if this girl really takes it seriously, she might kill hundreds of people.

Rumor has it that there was an official in the capital who was extremely prolific in fathering children, having hundreds of sons. He was sentenced to have his entire family executed, but when the case was uncovered, thousands of people were implicated. Even the Ministry of Justice had no choice but to turn a blind eye.

The Great Zhou Dynasty possessed a virtue of cherishing life.

In practice, only adult men were usually executed, while women were sent to the Jiaofangsi (a government-run entertainment district). As for the minors, they were either exiled or made into slaves.

"I heard that Marquis Rong An has taken twenty-eight wives and has no fewer than fifty children. Some of them have even become elders in the Zi Dan Sect. It's just a pity that they didn't live to enjoy such a life."

Huo Zhun finished speaking.

The others all felt a sense of shared sorrow at the loss of their comrade.

If even a prominent figure like Marquis Rong'an could lose his entire family overnight, what chance do they have?

That's why they say officialdom is like a battlefield.

If one makes even the slightest mistake, the entire clan could be wiped out.

As for claiming credit.

That was a matter for the military and other government offices. They were all agricultural officials, and even if they were placed in the army, they would only be logistics personnel. They didn't need to actually fight on the battlefield, nor could they kill the enemy.

They had no chance of getting anything done through ransacking homes, something that was lucrative.

Song Li and several agricultural officials drank until late into the night before leaving Zuixiang Tower and heading towards farmhouses in the eastern suburbs outside the city.

The street, which was only three zhang wide, was very deserted.

It was nearly midnight, and most people were already asleep. Those walking on the road were mostly people who were drinking and seeking pleasure.

Halfway there.

The group also ran into an acquaintance.

"Brother Chen?"

Zhao Hui saw that it was Chen Gong, who had entered the farmhouse at the same time as him, and waved to greet him.

Chen Gong merely glanced in the direction of the group before heading straight into the alley, his figure disappearing into the darkness.

"What's with the arrogance? It's just a high-grade spiritual root, what's so great about it..."

It is indeed remarkable.

Zhou Fu, whose spiritual roots were of medium to low quality, muttered to himself, without uttering the second half of his sentence.

But the meaning was already clear.

The others just smiled.

As colleagues, they had to admit that Chen Gong was truly successful; it was neither worthwhile to befriend such a person nor to offend him.

Song Li also took a few more glances.

In the previous grain harvesting test, only Chen Gong received a top score.

This is much like a top student from a good family in a past life who also has excellent grades, making people jealous but unable to hate them.

suddenly.

Huo Zhun suddenly asked, "Is that Chen Gong?"

"I heard that his maternal lineage is from the Rong'an Marquis's lineage, and he will probably be implicated this time as well. He may not be able to get promoted for the next ten years."

Upon hearing this, the agricultural officials' eyes widened.

If they had previously said that Rong Anbo and Zidan Sect were too far away from them, and even Master Ma was not close, then the fact that Chen Gong was also implicated made them feel somewhat empathetic.

One by one, rising stars fell without warning.

Or perhaps they felt a pang of sympathy.

Or gloating.

It's always welcome to see a top student's family fall on hard times.

Song Li didn't have many thoughts; he just wanted to go home and cultivate as soon as possible.

The Great Zhou Dynasty valued the Way.

Or rather, the Dao is weighty.

It can be said that what supported the Great Zhou Dynasty was not the Great Zhou royal family, but the Nine Venerables.

The Great Zhou Dynasty has always had the saying that it rules the world together with the Nine Venerables.

As long as one is strong enough, even imperial power is nothing more than an ally.

at last.

The group returned to the farmhouse before midnight, and Huo Zhun invited them to a feast seven days later, which they all gladly accepted. They then parted in high spirits.

Enter the room.

Song Li used the Sweet Rain Technique to clear away most of the alcohol's effects, and then began practicing the Flying Leaf Technique under the moonlight outside the window.

The Flying Leaf Technique is a proper ninth-grade spell, while the previous Sharp Metal Technique and Sweet Rain Technique were actually low-grade items, which even some wealthy families with spiritual roots could easily obtain.

"Using leaves as weapons, killing from afar..."

The man did not yearn for the dashing image of a chivalrous swordsman killing with a flying leaf.

The Flying Leaf Technique in Song Li's hands is an upgraded version.

Ordinary martial arts masters use finger strength to achieve the effect of injuring people with flying leaves, but the Flying Leaf Technique is different. It strengthens the leaf by injecting spiritual power into it, so its power is much greater.

Previously, I had temporarily put aside my training of the Flying Leaf Technique because of my breakthrough, but now that I have the time, I must make up for it as soon as possible.

Even the highest level of law needs the protection of techniques.

Having laws but lacking skills is like a wealthy old man without servants to protect him, whose courtyard walls have collapsed; he can't keep his wealth, and he might not even keep his life.

Therefore, it is essential to learn combat and survival techniques.

"This flying leaf technique is quite similar to the throwing knife and sword techniques of martial arts practitioners, except... it seems to be a bit more sophisticated?"

Song Li cultivated while simultaneously gaining insights.

Although he has not yet practiced any martial arts techniques, he has a vague sense of them.

Master Zheng's magic seems to be extraordinary.

Spiritual energy surged.

A withered yellow leaf that had been placed on Song Li's knee was enveloped in spiritual energy and slowly floated up.

"not enough?"

Song Li frowned slightly. He activated the Flying Leaf Technique according to the incantation, but found that the spiritual energy was only enough to make the leaf float, but not enough to kill the enemy.

With a gritted teeth.

He simply activated the Everlasting Spring Technique, and large amounts of spiritual energy surged into the leaves.

at last.

The spiritual energy surrounding the leaf reached a certain critical value.

Whoosh!

The leaf transformed into a phantom and flew towards the wooden stake in front of Song Li.

It was as if the entire leaf was embedded in the wooden stake, like a sword, with the leaf tip almost invisible.

A ninth-grade cultivator's physical body isn't much stronger than an ordinary person's. If they were hit by this flying leaf... they would either die or be seriously injured!

Song Li was extremely satisfied with the results of his first use of the Flying Leaf Technique.

"Changchun Gong is indeed effective."

Originally, performing the Flying Leaf Technique required precise control of spiritual energy to control the leaf, but unfortunately, Song Li had too much spiritual energy, which directly attacked from all directions indiscriminately, and he accidentally performed the Flying Leaf Technique.

It was like a powerful brick flying.

......

......

at the same time.

The other end.

In a small alley at the northern end of Shannan County.

Silence.

The sound of stomping through the sewage echoed, sounding extremely jarring.

"I've already said that I have no connection with the Rong'an Marquis's mansion anymore. What brings you here?"

Chen Gong's eyes were filled with anger, and his voice resonated in his throat, like a lion about to attack its prey.

"Cousin, don't forget that your bloodline still belongs to the Rong'an Marquis's mansion. You don't want others to know about Aunt and Third Uncle's affair, do you?"

A young woman stood in front of Chen Gong, her already thin lips curling up to look even more mean.

Anger surged in Chen Gong's eyes, and even a hint of murderous intent flashed, but he suppressed it in the end.

His background has always been his deepest pain.

The young woman knew that if she continued to make an issue of bloodline, she would not achieve her goal today, so she said softly:

"Cousin, my family has suffered a disaster. I just want to take refuge with you for a while, and then I will run away to the south and never contact you again."

Chen Gong's eyes flickered for a while, and finally he seemed to have made some kind of decision:

"it is good."