Seen Nothing Like This Chapter 9

The two characters Zuo Yue are taken from the right part of the Sui character. As the name suggests, they are naturally related to the Sui Dynasty.

After Yang Jian ascended the throne, he took the homonymous name of Sui Guogong, whom he had been conferred, as the country's title, and also designated the reign title as Kaihuang. In the second year of Emperor Kaihuang's reign, half a year after Jie Jian Mansion was established, a place called Zuoyue Bureau quietly appeared.

Like Jiejian Mansion, it is independent from the three provinces and six ministries, but it is not under the jurisdiction of the emperor, but directly takes orders from the queen.

Empress Dugu, who had made great contributions to the country, shared the world with the emperor, and received all kinds of favors, did something unprecedented. She set up an institution to do things for herself.

People at that time called the emperor and empress the two saints, which was not flattery. The power of Empress Dugu had indeed surpassed that of any empress in the previous dynasty, including Empress Lu. Even unlike Empress Lu, Yang Jian was afraid of guilt and treated this queen The queen respected, loved and feared her.

Therefore, the Zuoyue Bureau has had no less power than the Jiejian Mansion since its establishment. Its duty is also to collect intelligence secrets and travel north, south, east and west without restrictions. However, the two emperors and empresses are a loving couple after all, and Dugu The queen could not completely steal the emperor's limelight, and without giving any face, she set the scope of responsibilities for the Zuoyue Bureau and asked them to mainly deal with disputes and suspicious cases related to the martial arts world.

The Zuoyue Bureau has one envoy, two deputy envoys, and several eagles. The staff is relatively thin, and it acts in a low-key and mysterious manner. It basically does not appear in public. Even the high-ranking ministers who are deeply trusted by the emperor only know about the Zuoyue Bureau. As for the Zuoyue Bureau, Who is among them and what they are doing is really unclear.

However, due to similar powers, conflicts would inevitably occur in actual work. Although there was no deep hatred between Jie Jian Mansion and Zuo Yue Bureau, and they were both under the control of the empress, it was inevitable that they would be at odds with each other and try to gain the upper hand.

Cedric Pei had dealt with people from Zuoyue Bureau because of several cases before, and he knew how difficult they were to deal with quietly.

Cedric Pei was in Jiejian Mansion and knew more about Zuo Yue Bureau than others. He had never seen the envoy Zuo Yue, but he had seen two deputy envoys. One was elegant and slender, like a daughter of a boudoir, and the other was taciturn, like a cultivator. Bitter monk, although Jiejian Mansion and Zuoyue Bureau are originally places where strange people come from, strange people like the two Zuoyue deputy envoys are rare.

Cedric Pei had never seen the mysterious dragon Zuo Yue with his own eyes, but no matter what, he couldn't compare that place, which was even more mysterious than Jie Jian Mansion, with the sick man in front of him. Ghosts are associated.

A weak woman may be a master of martial arts, and a taciturn person may be fatal with one move, but is it possible that Cui Guanzhu, who cannot lift his shoulders or lift his hands, is also Zuoyue Bureau's spy? Just because you are in poor health and have the identity of a Taoist priest as a cover, it is more convenient to remain anonymous?

Cedric Pei thought for a while and said, "Do you think that since Linlang Pavilion is being auctioned here and people from all walks of life gather, people from the Zuoyue Bureau may also be setting up spies here to spy on you? But if he is really in the Zuoyue Bureau, knowing that we are the solution Why don’t the people from Jianfu reveal their identity?”

Sterling Feng: "The former Zixia Temple may have been connected with Qin Miaoyu, but this person only came to Zixia Temple two months ago, and left Liugong City with the Qin family. There was an interval of four or five years. I have been I don’t think he was involved in the case, but about two months ago, the court made up its mind and prepared to take action against the Turks. "

Cedric Pei suddenly realized: "So you just wanted to find out his origin from the beginning to the end? But if he is really from Zuoyue Bureau, wouldn't we have become enemies with him instead?"

Although the two families have never been harmonious, they are both imperial officials after all. The flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, so it would be bad if the dispute was too tense, right?

But Sterling Feng didn't care: "When we make enemies, we make enemies. There are many people who hate me, not even one more than him. Do you think they don't want to step in and take the lead when something happens to the Khotan envoy this time?"

Although they are on the border, they have their own special channels and receive a steady stream of news from the capital.

A few days ago, the emperor's officials officially moved to the new capital of Daxing City. Before that, the common people and residents had already moved there. The original old capital had been narrow and cramped for several generations. In rainy weather, it was even clogged with sludge and sewage. Therefore, after Yang Jian ascended the throne, He ordered a new capital to be built next to the old capital. It took less than two years for the new capital to be completed. The Sui Emperor ordered a general amnesty for the whole country. At the request of his ministers, he purchased books scattered around the world due to wars and added them to the national treasury to prevent classics from being lost. , making it impossible for future generations to see him.

All kinds of virtuous policies showed the atmosphere of a new dynasty and the actions of a wise king. Under these circumstances, Yang Jian decided to use troops against the Turks to completely quell the disturbances in the north. No one would doubt the emperor's determination. The three provinces and six ministries were busy, and Jie Jianfu and Zuo Yue Bureau, they all took their own orders and strategized. Whoever can play a key role in this matter must be the one who has the greatest contribution. Zuo Yue Bureau has always wanted to suppress Jianfu, so naturally he will not let this great opportunity go. Chance.

Julian Cui was restless in his dream and coughed several times.

Cedric Pei glanced at him. She didn't know that he might be a person in Zuoyue's game before, but

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I didn’t think much of it, but now that I’m looking at it, I can’t help but feel a little more sympathetic.

"Then, my subordinate, first detoxify him?"

Sterling Feng looked like you are a fool: "Why do you want to explain it? Since he refused to admit it, he just let me use the poison to control him. Even if he reveals his identity, you will insist that it is a fake. Don't be led by the nose." , in Liugong City, I naturally have the final say."

Cedric Pei's mouth twitched in response.

He should have known that his husband was not a kind-hearted and good man.

...

Just when Sterling Feng and Cedric Pei were discussing Julian Cui unscrupulously in front of him, the people who were suffering from the nightmare of illness had no idea.

Julian Cui was walking on a long road. The road had no end, but thorns grew from time to time on both sides. From the ankles up, they tightly entangled his legs. If he wanted to continue walking, he had to use He pulled out the thorns with his hands, and his hands were already bleeding. However, instead of getting fewer, there were more and more thorns.

The thorns of the thorns pierced into the flesh, and the wounds were deepened by the movements. The throbbing pain was reflected in his mind, but Julian Cui's face was expressionless, as if he felt no pain, and he still insisted on grabbing the thorns away.

Ever since he was a child, he had to do whatever he wanted to do. No matter how much it cost, no matter how many difficulties there were in the road ahead, nothing could stop him. He was going to move forward now, go to the end of the road, and take a look there. have what.

Those thorns finally couldn't hold him back, and they were defeated, turning into ashes and disappearing one after another. Julian Cui didn't look at his bloody hands, because a house suddenly appeared in front of him.

This is an old house with hundreds of years of history.

Before the founding of the Sui Dynasty, the north was in turmoil. After several changes of ownership, the owner of the house remained standing. The family flourished and flourished, becoming a branch that no one in the world could underestimate.

Julian Cui finally stopped.

The door of the house is closed, but there are two people standing on the steps. One has white beard and hair, and is solemn and solemn. The other is standing close to him, with a short beard, much younger, holding a swaddling baby in his arms, and talking to the old man.

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

The old man said coldly: "Just call him Ah Da Ah Er as you like."

The young man begged: "For the sake of his parents' death, can't you just be lenient?"

The old man: "He is so weak and may die within a few years, so what's the use of having a name?"

Young man: "...even if this is the case, won't it still be something I miss in the future?"

The old man hummed: "Since both his parents are dead, who else in this world will miss him?"

Young man: "I can."

The two were in a stalemate for a long time, and the old man finally said: "There are stone steps under my feet, so let's name him Jie. Thousands of people step on the stone steps, and it's easy to make a living with a bad name."

"The genealogy---"

"He doesn't deserve it."

He doesn't deserve it.

These three words passed through the layers of confusing clouds and reached Julian Cui's ears.

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

Thousands of people step on the stone steps, and it is easy to make a living with a low reputation.

Julian Cui suddenly sneered.

The laughter alarmed the old and young people. They turned around to follow the sound, but were instantly enveloped in mist and swept away.

Everything returns to darkness.

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

There was severe pain in his chest, and the smell of blood immediately rushed into his throat. He couldn't help but want to cough, but he coughed out a mouth full of fishy odor.

People also wake up.

His eyelids were sore and swollen, and even the slightest light would make his eyes shed tears. It took Julian Cui a while to calm down before he could clearly see the gauze in front of him.

A handsome face suddenly replaced the bed curtain and jumped into sight.

"You're awake." Sterling Feng looked down at him. "How does it feel?"

Julian Cui didn't bother to answer, so he closed his eyes again and rested his mind.

Sterling Feng thought to himself and said: "The fragrance of Nai He on your body has been extended to

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The attack has been delayed, but it has not been completely resolved. It will attack again two days later. If you are willing to obey my orders, I can naturally consider helping you detoxify. how? "

Julian Cui slowly opened his eyes and said hoarsely: "Do I have room to refuse?"

Sterling Feng: "No."

Then why ask him? Julian Cui rolled his eyes.

Sterling Feng didn't seem to see the roll of his eyes and asked again: "How?"

Julian Cui: "I don't know martial arts, so I can't help you with anything."

Sterling Feng smiled and said, "Weren't you from the Liuli Palace of Fangzhangzhou? I heard that people from that place are familiar with martial arts allusions and celebrities. I need someone to help me identify people from all walks of life during the Linlang Pavilion auction." "

Julian Cui was silent for a moment: "Yes, but I have a condition."

Sterling Feng: "Detoxification is not enough."

Julian Cui coughed: "...I want to drink water and eat, but you don't even let me drink the damn water, and you still want me to do things?"

He stared at the porridge and a plate of pickles in front of him, almost unable to keep the expression on his face.

Sterling Feng still said "kindly" at the side: "Eat, why don't you eat?"

Julian Cui said slowly: "Although Pindao is now a prisoner and can be made round and flattened by you, you still want me to do things after all. I am still seriously ill, so you let me eat this?"

Sterling Feng asked curiously: "What's wrong with eating this? You also know that you are very weak. It's such a good thing. I'm afraid you won't be able to digest it and won't be able to get up tomorrow."

Julian Cui: "I don't want delicacies from mountains and seas. There's always a bowl of fresh vegetable soup, right?"

Sterling Feng: "I'm sorry, my family is poor and I really don't have any."

Julian Cui:...

He really wanted to dump the bowl of porridge directly on the opponent's head, and then smear the plate of pickles on the face that deserved a beating.

Sterling Feng didn't know what Julian Cui was thinking, but it certainly wasn't a good idea. He was neither in a hurry nor willing to leave. He even found the other party's forbearing reaction amusing, and walked beside him as if he was afraid that the other party wouldn't get angry. Walking around, looking at the flowers by the window, flipping through the books on the shelf, waiting for Julian Cui to slap the table and stand up, loudly announcing his identity as coming from Zuoyue Bureau.

But after waiting and waiting, the other party not only did not have an attack, but silently picked up the bowl, picked up the pickles and put the porridge in his mouth.

Sterling Feng felt that he was not wrong. Guanzhu Cui did not have a good temper. His innocence, which he had proven innocent when they first met, could not hide the impatience beneath the surface. However, he did not expect that the other party's sickly body was actually a Copper skin and iron bones, not even Nai Hexiang can do anything to him.

Such people, even if they don't know martial arts, will definitely have a place in Zuoyue Bureau.

Feng Xiaoyue became interested.

Taoist Cui chewed his food carefully and spent more than half an hour eating a bowl of porridge. Sterling Feng did not rush him and waited until the other party put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"May I ask what I can do for you?"

Sterling Feng said: "Why do you need to call me so unfamiliar? I have already told you my name. I am working as an Erlang at home. You can call me Feng Er or Erlang."

Julian Cui ignored his words and said: "I stayed in Liugong City for two months and heard a lot of things. The auction of Linlang Pavilion is about to happen. It happened that the murder of the Khotan envoy happened at this time. Do you want to I'm going to help, so I have to tell you everything."

Sterling Feng smiled: "This is natural."

Cedric Pei got Sterling Feng's approval, so the Khotan envoy died outside the city on a snowy night. He was discovered by passing merchants and hurried back to the city to report to the officials. They told them in detail what they found on the body and the ins and outs.

Julian Cui listened very carefully. After Cedric Pei finished speaking, he asked, "Did you check the plum blossoms in the carriage later?"

"Checked it." Cedric Pei couldn't help but glance at Sterling Feng and found that the two people had exactly the same idea. Sterling Feng also thought that the plum blossom cold fragrance was one of the key clues, but unfortunately the facts disappointed them.

"We have asked all the incense shops in the city and checked their incense recipes one by one. There is no such aroma as we smelled in the carriage. That aroma..." Cedric Pei thought about how to describe it more appropriately. Some blurted out, "It looks a bit like Naihe Xiang, but once you smell it, you will never mistake it."

After saying that, he felt something was wrong. Julian Cui had just been tortured by Nai Hexiang. By saying this, wasn't he just adding salt to others' swords?

But Julian Cui's face was expressionless, he just nodded, coughed twice, and didn't ask any more questions.