MTL - Peerless-Chapter 9

The word Zuo Yue is taken from the right part of the Sui word. As the name suggests, it is naturally related to the Sui Dynasty.

After Yang Jian ascended the throne, he took the homophonic homonym he had once sealed as the country name, and set the year as the emperor. In the second year of Kaihuang, just half a year after the establishment of Xiejian Mansion, a place called Zuo Yue Bureau also quietly appeared.

Like Jiejian Mansion, it is independent of the three provinces and six tribes, but it is not subject to the emperor's jurisdiction, but directly to the queen.

The lone queen who contributed to the community and shared the world with the emperor. The solitary queen, whose grace is all in one, did an unprecedented job, and set up a special agency to work for herself.

At that time, the empress was called the two saints. It was not a flattery. The solitary queen's power had indeed surpassed any queen in the previous dynasty, including Empress Lv. Even unlike Lv Hou, Yang Jian feared that The queen is respectful, loving and afraid.

Therefore, since the day of the establishment of Zuo Yue Bureau, it has no less power than Jiejian Mansion. Its role is also to acquire confidential information, and to travel from north to south, without restrictions, but the empress and the two are loving husbands and wives after all. The queen is also not good at grabbing the emperor's limelight completely, and giving no face at all, she sets the scope of duties for the Zuo Yue Bureau to let them mainly deal with disputes related to Wulin Jianghu.

The Zuoyue Bureau has one ambassador, two deputy envoys, several eagle riders, relatively thin staff, low-key and mysterious behavior, and basically does not show up in front of people. Even the high-ranking ministers who have won the trust of the emperor know that there is a Zuoyue bureau. Who is there and what is going on?

However, due to similar powers, conflicts will inevitably occur in the actual affairs. Although there is no deep hatred between Jiejianfu and Zuoyue Bureau, and they are under the control of the empress, it is inevitable that they will partake of each other and want to have an upper hand.

Previously, because of several cases, Pei Jingzhe had dealt with the people in Zuo Yueju and knew that they were indifferent.

Pei Jingxun was in Xiejian Mansion and knew more about Zuoyue Bureau than others. He had never seen Zuoyue Zhengshi, but he had seen two deputies. One was elegant, such as Boudoir Qianjin, and one was taciturn. Ascetic monks, although Xiejian Mansion and Zuo Yueju were originally hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and strange people are born in numerous places, it is rare to be as strange as two Zuoyue assistants.

There is even the left-handed zhengyue who is not at the end of the dragon, Pei Jingxun has never seen it with his own eyes, but in any case, he can't make a place that is more mysterious than Jiejian Mansion, and the sickness in front of him. Ghosts are linked.

A weak woman may be a master of martial arts, and a dumb person may be deadly, but this Cui Guanzhu who ca n’t pick and raise the shoulders may also be the eyeliner of Zuoyue Bureau? Is it because of poor health and the cover of a Taoist priest that it is more convenient to remain anonymous?

Pei Jingzheng thought for a while and said, "Do you think that Lin Langge auctioned here, people from rivers and lakes gathered, and the people in Zuoyue Bureau might also be under surveillance under this cloth? But if he is really in Zuoyue Bureau, we know we are the solution. Why do n’t people in Jianfu identify? ”

Feng Xiao: "The former Zixia Guan may be linked to Qin Miaoyu, but this person only came to Zixia Guan two months ago, and left Liugong City with the Qin family. I have been separated for four or five years. I have been I don't think he has anything to do with the case, but about two months ago, the court was determined to take action on Turk. "

Pei Jingran suddenly said: "So you just want to test his origins from beginning to end? But if he is really the one in Zuo Yue Bureau, shouldn't we have enemies against them instead?"

Although the two have always been at odds, after all, they are both court officials, and the floods rushed to the Dragon King Temple.

Feng Xiao didn't care: "If you hate, you hate me. There are many people who hate me. There aren't many people who hate me. Do you think this time something happened to the messenger, and they don't want to step in and take advantage of it?"

Although they are on the sidelines, they have their own special channels and keep getting news from Beijing.

A few days ago, Tianzi Baiguan officially moved to Daxing City, Xindu. Before that, the residents had already moved into the city. The old capital has gone through several generations. It was narrow and aggressive. In rainy weather, it was blocked by mud and sewage. After Yang Jian ascended the throne, Just ordered the construction of a new capital next to the old capital. It took less than two years for the new capital to be established. Emperor Sui ordered amnesty and, at the request of his subordinates, purchased books that had been scattered by the war and filled the national treasury, so as not to lose the books. , For future generations missed to see.

All kinds of morals and politics show a new dynasty weather, Ming Jun acted. Under these circumstances, Yang Jian decided to use Turks to completely calm the northern nuisance. No one would doubt the determination of Tianzi. The monthly bureau also has its own lead and strategy, and who can play a key role in this matter is no one who can make a big contribution. Zuo Yue bureau has always wanted to suppress the sword house, and naturally it will not let go of this great opportunity.

Cui didn't go upset in her dream, and coughed a few times.

Pei looked at him in surprise. He didn't know that he might be in the middle of the left month.

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I didn't think so, and now I look at it, I can't help feeling a little more sympathetic.

"So, the subordinates first detoxified his perfume?"

Feng Xiao's face is a fool's expression: "Why do you want to solve it? Since he didn't admit it, he just let me use the poison to pinch him. Even if he is Chen, you are sure to be fake, don't be led by the nose. In Liugong City, I naturally have the final say. "

Pei Jing's mouth twitched.

He should have known that his own Langjun was not a good-hearted person.

...

When Feng Xiao and Pei Jingxi were in front of Cui Bugo, and they talked about him with impunity, the people in the midst of the sickness and nightmare were completely unaware.

Cui Buqi is walking on a long road, this road has no end, but from time to time, thorns grow on both sides, from the ankle up, wrapped his legs tightly, he wants to continue to go forward, you have to use The thorns were plucked out by the hand, for which the hands had already had blood flow, but instead of becoming less, the thorns became more and more.

The thorns of the thorns pierced into the flesh and deepened the wound as a result of the movements, and his head was tingling with pain, but Cui did not look expressionless, as if there was no pain, and still insisted on grasping those thorns.

From an early age, what he wants to do, he must do it, no matter how much he pays, no matter how difficult the road ahead, he ca n’t stop him. Now he has to go forward, to the end of the road, look at there have what.

Those thorns could not bear him at last, and they were defeated, and disappeared into ashes. Cui did not go to see his **** hands, because a house suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

This is an old mansion with a history of hundreds of years.

Prior to the founding of the Great Sui Dynasty, the north was turbulent, and after several changes of ownership, the owner of the house stayed upright. The family branched out and flourished, and it became a branch that the people of the world can't be underestimated.

Cui didn't go and finally stopped.

The door of the house was closed, but there were two people standing on the steps, one with white hair and solemnity, and the other with a short hair and a lot of young men standing close to each other, holding a puppet in his arms and talking to the old man.

"Dad, give him a name!" Said the young man.

The old man said coldly, "Just call him Ada A2, just stop."

The young man pleaded, "For the sake of his parents' death, can't you open your eyes!"

The old man: "He's so cowardly, I'm afraid he'll be gone after only a few years. What's the use of his name?"

Young man: "... Even if this is the case, will you not think about it in the future?"

The old man hummed, "Since both parents have died, who else will miss him in this world?"

Young man: "I will."

The two were deadlocked for a long time, and the old man finally said, "I have a stone staircase at my feet, so call him the name staircase. Tens of thousands of stone staircases step on it, and the cheap name is good to feed."

"That genealogy--"

"He's not worth it."

He doesn't deserve it.

These three characters passed through the overlapping clouds of obscurity and went straight into Cui Buqu's ear.

The voice is full of vicissitudes of life, but still carries unquestionable authority. Like the rotten wood in this old house, the staleness is almost corrupt, but it is unwilling to retreat, and still wants to occupy a place and control the destiny of others.

Tens of thousands of people step on the stone steps, and their low names are good to feed.

Cui didn't go and suddenly smiled coldly.

The laughter alarmed the old and young. They turned their heads to follow each other, but they were instantly shrouded in fog and swept away.

Everything goes to darkness.

The abyss is hidden behind the calm and never left, but over the years, he has gradually stepped to a more dangerous place than the abyss, enough to overlook the existence of contempt.

There was a severe pain in his chest, and **** gas poured into his throat.

People followed with soberness.

The eyelids were sour and swollen, and even a little light could make the eyes shed tears.

A handsome face suddenly replaced the bed account and jumped into view.

"You are awake." Feng Xiao looked down at him. "how are you feeling?"

Cui didn't bother to answer, and closed his eyes again, closing his eyes.

Feng Xiao thought to herself: "The fragrance of your body has been delayed

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The onset was slow, but it was not completely solved, and it will happen again in two days. If you are willing to obey me, I can naturally consider detoxifying you. how is it? "

Cui didn't open his eyes slowly, and said dumbly, "Do I have any room to refuse?"

Feng Xiao: "No."

What else did he ask? Cui did not roll his eyes.

As if Feng Xiao hadn't seen his eyes, he asked again: "How?"

Cui does not go: "I can't do martial arts and can't help you."

Feng Xiao groaned with a smile: "Aren't you from Abbot Chau Liuli Palace? I heard that people from that place are familiar with martial arts allusions and celebrities. In Linlange Auction, I just need someone to help me identify people from all walks of life. "

Cui didn't go silent for a moment: "Yes, but I have a condition."

Feng Xiao: "Detoxification will not work."

Cui didn't cough up: "... I want to drink water for dinner. Your mother doesn't even let me drink water, and wants me to do something?"

He stared at the white porridge and a plate of pickled vegetables in front of him, almost unable to maintain the expression on his face.

Feng Xiao also said, "Love," "Eat, why not?"

Cui didn't go slowly: "Although the poor road is now a prisoner and you are allowed to squash it, but after all, you still have to let me do things. I'm not sick today, so you let me eat this?"

Feng Xiao oddly said, "What's so bad about eating this? You also know that you can't make up for it. It's too good. I'm afraid you can't digest it and won't be able to get up tomorrow."

Cui didn't go: "I don't want mountain and sea food, a bowl of fresh vegetables, always have it?"

Feng Xiao: "I'm sorry, my family is poor, but I really don't."

Cui does not go: ...

He really wanted to buckle the bowl of porridge directly on the other's head, and then paste the dish of pickled vegetables on that stubborn face.

Feng Xiao didn't know what Cui wasn't thinking, but it would definitely not be a good idea. He was neither anxious nor willing to leave, and even thought that the other side's reluctant reaction was very interesting. For fear that the other side would not get angry, walk beside Walk around, look at the flowers by the window, flip through the books on the shelf, and wait for Cui not to shoot the table when he goes, loudly indicating his identity from Zuo Yue Bureau.

But wait and wait, the other side did not have an attack, but silently held up the bowl, pickled pickles to send porridge entrance.

Feng Xiao felt that he could not read it wrong. This Cui Guanzhu's temper was not good. When he first met, he proved himself innocent, and could not conceal the impatience of the skin, but he did not expect that the other person's sick body was actually a pair. Copper skin and iron bone, he could not help him.

These characters, even if they can't martial arts, must have a place in the Zuo Yue Bureau.

Feng Xiaoyue started an interest.

Taoist Cui chewed slowly and swallowed. After eating a bowl of porridge for half an hour, Feng Xiao didn't urge him, waiting until the other party put down the chopsticks.

"Dare you ask your help?"

Feng Xiao said: "Why is it so strange? I have already told you my name. I'm in line 2 at home. You can call me Feng Er or Erlang."

Cui didn't go and ignored his words and said, "I spent two months in Liugong City, and I heard a lot of things. The auction of Linlang Pavilion was imminent. At this time, the case of the murder of the messenger happened again. You have to I'll help, and I'll have to tell you everything. "

Feng Xiao smiled: "This is nature."

After receiving the approval of Feng Xiao, Pei Jingxuan would die outside the city on the night of the messenger's wind and snow, was found by passing merchants, and hurriedly returned to the city newspaper officer. Their discovery on the body, the ins and outs, were explained in detail.

Cui didn't listen very carefully. When Pei Jingxi finished speaking, she asked, "The plum blossom in the carriage is cold and fragrant. Did you check it later?"

"Check it out." Pei Jingxi couldn't help but look at Feng Xiao, and found that the thinking of the two was really exactly the same. At the time, Feng Xiao also thought that plum blossom cold fragrance was one of the key clues. Unfortunately, they were disappointed.

"We asked all the perfume shops in the city, and we also checked their incense recipes one by one, without the aroma we smelled in the carriage. That aroma ..." Pei Jingxu thought about how to describe it more appropriately, blurted out. "It's a bit like Nai Hexiang, that is, if you smell it, you will never mistake it."

After speaking, he felt that something was wrong, and Cui Buqu had just been tortured by Nai Hexiang. If he said so, wouldn't he sprinkle salt on his knife?

But Cui didn't look any different, just nodded, coughed twice, and didn't ask any more.