I play the role of Jiajing in Zongwu: What crime have I committed?

"As for who will become the Minister of Revenue, that depends on Your Highness's own methods."

"it is good!"

Xiao Jinghuan stared intently at Zhen Ping.

“Go back and tell Mr. Su that if he can help me bring down Lou Zhijing, I will reward him handsomely.”

Chapter 30 Zhu Qi in disguise

Three hours later, Zhu Houcong returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation and dismissed all the servants, even sending Yan Song to wait outside the hall.

He carefully took out the golden pill, which trembled slightly in his palm, radiating a scorching heat as if it were alive.

The warm winter sun streaming through the window cast a shimmering glow on the surface of the golden pill.

A powerful, earth-shattering aura could be faintly seen surging within.

"Come on, let me see what you're capable of."

Zhu Houcong's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he bit his index finger until it bled.

Crimson blood beads slowly seeped out and dripped onto the surface of the golden pill.

hum!

The next second, the golden core suddenly trembled violently, and a crimson light mixed with dazzling golden radiance exploded before our eyes.

He had to squint, but even with his eyes reduced to slits, he still stared intently at the ever-growing halo of light.

The blood droplet was quickly swallowed by the golden pill, and golden patterns spread across the surface of the pill like a spider web, covering the entire pill in the blink of an eye.

The patterns wriggled strangely, as if they were alive and rearranged themselves.

boom!

The light grew brighter and brighter, and finally a blinding golden light burst forth. Zhu Houcong instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes.

As the intense light gradually dimmed, he was shocked to discover that a tall, human-shaped silhouette had emerged from the ball of light.

As the last ray of light faded, a warrior, eight feet tall and clad in golden armor, stood prominently in the hall.

The samurai's face was so ordinary that he would be inconspicuous in a crowd.

But that gilded armor was dazzling, with mysterious patterns on the plates that were exactly the same as those of the Golden Elixir.

His whole body was stiff and motionless, his two eyes staring blankly ahead without blinking.

Like a sculpture.

Zhu Houcong tentatively had a thought.

In an instant, a strange feeling welled up in my heart.

Consciousness seemed to be split in two, appearing simultaneously in two bodies.

"It's done!"

He clenched his fist, feeling the mysterious connection that had appeared out of nowhere.

Zhu Houcong was shocked to discover that two completely different perspectives could appear in his mind at the same time.

One is the perspective of oneself looking down on the samurai, and the other is how the samurai sees oneself.

What's even more amazing is that these two perceptions do not interfere with each other, as if two worlds have been opened up in the mind at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, the golden-armored warrior, who had been as dull as a puppet, suddenly had a lively and spirited look in his empty eyes.

Two golden rays swirled deep within his pupils, gradually transforming into a sharp gaze identical to Zhu Houcong's.

The samurai slowly raised his head, a familiar smile curving his lips beneath the gilded mask.

That was clearly Zhu Houcong's usual cold laugh!

"Okay, okay!"

Zhu Houcong clapped his hands and laughed, while the golden-armored warrior also let out a low laugh at the same time.

Two kinds of laughter intertwined and echoed in the hall, creating an eerie yet indescribable harmony.

He then tried to command the warrior to raise his right arm, and the arm, covered in golden armor, rose in response to his thought.

The next second, the golden-armored warrior flashed and instantly appeared at the window ten feet away.

He placed his hand in the crack of the window and could clearly feel the cold wind seeping in through it.

In other words, the five senses of this golden elixir incarnation were all truthfully fed back into his mind.

He could also control the vast and boundless true energy within his body, just like an extension of his own arm.

Then Zhu Houcong closed his eyes and concentrated, and saw that the golden-armored warrior also closed his eyes and concentrated.

He carefully sensed the surging true energy within the warrior's body.

Suddenly, it felt as vast as the sea, unfathomable!

With a slight thought, the golden-armored warrior immediately formed a sword with his fingers together, and a golden sword aura, refined to its extreme, pierced through the air.

laugh!

With a soft sound, a corner of the bronze lamp twenty paces away was neatly sliced ​​off, the cut surface as smooth as a mirror.

"Such powerful strength! Is this what a Grandmaster is like?" Zhu Houcong couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

In the TV series, Ye Liuyun, one of the four grandmasters, casually cleaved Baoyue Tower in two with a single sword stroke from hundreds of meters away, which was incredibly satisfying to watch.

Astonished.

He now had a vague feeling that once the golden vortex within the golden-armored warrior was released, it would surely achieve the same effect.

This is the Grandmaster.

Zhu Houcong's eyes gleamed as he said, "From today onwards, you will be called Zhu Qi."

The warrior in front of him also spoke up at the same time: "From today onwards, my name will be Zhu Qi."

"Hahaha!"

He couldn't help but burst into laughter, startling Yan Song, who was on duty outside the palace.

This was the first time he had felt so exhilarated since he transmigrated into the body of Emperor Liang.

Before this, his life was actually in the hands of that scoundrel Meng Zhi.

From now on, he will no longer be subject to others.

However, there are differences in strength even among Grandmasters.

We need to find an opportunity to test Meng Zhi's strength against the golden-armored warriors.

"Master, there's been a movement from Su Zhe's side!"

Yan Song's shrill voice pierced through the palace gates, and Zhu Houcong raised an eyebrow.

In the blink of an eye, the golden-armored warrior flashed into the air like a ghost.

The gilded boots tapped lightly three times in the air, yet made not a sound.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the shadows on the beam.

"Come in."

Zhu Houcong straightened his robes, his voice as calm as still water.

The palace doors creaked open, and Yan Song rushed in, only to slide and kneel four zhang away on the gleaming gold bricks.

With a "thump," he knelt precisely before the imperial desk.

The fluid movements made Zhu Houcong's eyes twitch slightly.

A sliding knee technique has appeared in the world?

Silky smooth!

Indulge in the silky smoothness!

Yan Song raised his hands high with his secret memorial, his forehead pressed against the ground.

"Master, this is an urgent report from the Eastern Depot."

Zhu Houcong took the secret report, unfolded it, and saw that it was filled with tiny, densely packed characters.

At three-quarters past noon, Li Gang of the Jiangzuo Alliance, accompanied by Xiao Jingrui and Yan Yujin, entered the Orchid Garden.

At 4:45 PM, Zhen Ping of the Jiangzuo Alliance entered Prince Yu's residence.

At 1:15 PM, Xiao Jingrui went to the Jingzhao Yin's residence to report a case: a corpse had been found in a dry well in the Orchid Garden.

Zhu Houcong loosened his grip, and the finely folded cloth floated lightly into the charcoal brazier, where it was instantly engulfed by flames.

He tapped the gilded dragon table casually, producing a dull "thump-thump" sound.

"I never expected that such a major case would be hidden in Jinling City. If someone takes this opportunity to cause trouble and implicate officials in the court, wouldn't that be detrimental to the country?"

Yan Song's eyes darted around, and he said softly, "What you say is true, Master. This servant will immediately have the Eastern Depot keep an eye on the various princely residences to prevent any trouble from arising."

"Cao Zhichun hasn't returned yet. Since you're now in charge of the Eastern Depot, I won't interfere with how you handle things."

"I only care about the results; there must be no chaos in the court."

"Yes!"

As Yan Song stooped and backed out of the palace gate, Zhu Houcong smiled knowingly.

Yan Song was indeed extremely intelligent; he understood perfectly after only a slight hint.

If trouble were to arise in the imperial court, it would inevitably involve the machinations of the Crown Prince's Palace and the Prince Yu's residence.

Zhu Houcong gently stroked the patterns on the dragon table, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

"It's so good to be smart!"

Zhu Houcong muttered to himself.

“Zhao Mengjing is a smart man. For such a big case, we should have the three judicial departments conduct a joint trial and let him, the censor, participate in the trial.”

Chapter 31 Night Battle with Meng Zhi

According to the laws of the imperial court, officials were not allowed to patronize prostitutes.

Therefore, Lou Zhijing, that old lecher, dared not openly frequent brothels, relying entirely on the private arrangements made by Zhang Jin, the owner of Lan Garden.

This orchid garden was actually a brothel run by Zhang Jin.

The female corpses dug out of the dry well were all raised by Zhang Jin.

These girls are more varied than those in brothels outside; they specialize in entertaining and amusement, attracting people like Lou Zhijing to come and play.

But a beast like Lou Zhijing would show no mercy and would often kill several people without restraint.

Since Zhang Jin's sudden death four years ago, Lanyuan has changed hands several times and become a deserted and abandoned house.

However, Shi Jun, Zhang Jin's former steward, possessed a register of guests at Lan Garden from that time, which detailed the incriminating information about Lou Zhijing and others.

With this deadly register, Shi Jun thrived in Beijing's underworld.

Even those arrogant and powerful people who usually acted with arrogance had to bow their heads in front of him.

After all, no one wants their shady dealings to one day become an open secret in the court.

Of course, countless people in the capital wanted to kill Shi Jun.

But that roster was Shi Jun's shield. Before the roster appeared, people like Lou Zhijing even had to protect his life.

But now that the case of the corpse hidden in Lan Garden has occurred, he can't care about all that anymore.

As night fell, all was quiet in the palace.

Zhu Houcong practiced his spear technique in Zhaoren Palace, wielding a silver spear with great skill, the tip gleaming coldly.

Meanwhile, Zhu Qi, dressed in black night clothes, sneaked into the Lou Mansion in the west of the city to keep watch.