Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 42 Killing and Killing!
At the same time, the Royal Study Room.

Li Zhi was sitting on the dragon chair with his eyes closed, and Wen Yong was rubbing his shoulders intimately.

Outside the door, a voice sounded.

"Report to the emperor, a lord has sent a memorial."

"Bring it in." Li Zhi said in a deep voice.

The memorial was handed in, Li Zhi rubbed his eyebrows, and slowly spread the memorial.

He looked at the contents of the memorial, and his expression became more and more gloomy.

With a "snap", Li Zhi threw the memorial on the table to the ground.

He growled:
"Okay, I'm really a good minister of mine, a veteran minister every day, actually favoritism and cheating! Does Zhu Suiliang still have me in his eyes? Is there any more?"

at the same time.

"Master Zhao, don't run in such a hurry, what's the matter, you tell the old man." The Minister of Rites was panting.

"Chen De has completed his role, and someone is about to silence him."

Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice, he quickly walked through the wall, at the moment he is at the seventh rank of martial arts, it is still a bit difficult for him to fly over the wall, so he can only run.

"You mean, it was Chen De who framed the lords?" the Minister of Rites was delighted.

"It should be like this, but if Chen De dies, then the lords will be charged with murder to cover up the crime."

"But only the three of us know."

"No, if it's not as I expected, there is already a memorial in front of the emperor to sue the lords."

The Minister of Rites understood it, with a look of fear on his face, and quickened his pace: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

……

The gate of the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

Zhao Wujiang looked at the half-closed door, his eyes sparkled, and the power of his cultivation quietly surged to his limbs and bones.

"Master Shangshu, you are right outside the door."

He suppressed his steps and entered the prison of the Criminal Ministry.

The prison of the Ministry of Punishment is divided into three floors. The surface floor is for ordinary criminals, and the second and third floors are for imperial court criminals.

As soon as Zhao Wujiang entered the gate, he smelled a faint smell of blood. He saw two small officials from the Ministry of Punishment lying in a pool of blood.

If one can quietly kill ordinary people without disturbing the guards guarding the dungeon, then one's cultivation level must have entered the room, and the eighth rank of martial arts has risen.

Zhao Wujiang grabbed a medicine bag from his inner sleeve, inside it was the soft tendon powder he had prepared, which could be used to weaken the enemy's combat effectiveness.

He turned a corner, and turned another corner, and found that the prisoners in the prison were all unconscious.

It seems that the people behind it are also a little jealous... Zhao Wujiang thought to himself, the people in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice have more or less identities.

At the same time, the people who came to silence did not completely silence them for the sake of speed and convenience.

Zhao Wujiang turned another corner and came to the prison where the students were held.

The students all fainted to the ground.

A masked man picked up Chen De, trying to put his head into the cloth hanging from the beam.

This is to disguise Chen De as committing suicide in fear of crime.

And Chen De was already dead, without breathing.

Zhao Wujiang rushed forward and pulled out the short blade from his belt, which he kept hidden on his body all the time.

The masked man also found Zhao Wujiang, picked up a long knife and slashed at Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang turned sideways to avoid the blow of the long knife, threw the medicine powder in his hand, and quickly rolled to the side.

The masked man coughed and retreated to a corner.

The two confronted each other, but neither stepped forward.

Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly, his skill "If you give me three days of light" has not yet expired, he saw a letter in the arms of the masked man.

Zhao Wujiang turned the short blade, the cold light flickered, he rushed to the masked man, and twisted three silver needles from the belt with his right hand.

The masked man swung his knife and found that he was a little weak. He frowned and decided not to make a move, but to run away first.

Zhao Wujiang exerted force with his right hand, and the strength in his hand erupted, and he shot the silver needle out, directly into the masked man's body.

He stepped forward, smashed the masked man's chest with his right hand, tore off his clothes, and grabbed the envelope.

The masked man was startled, he swung his knife violently, and was blocked by Zhao Wujiang's short blade!
His expression changed drastically, and he reacted quickly. He also grabbed the envelope, and with a sudden force, the force came from the palm of his hand, and the letter paper shattered and turned into scraps of paper flying all over the sky.

He took Zhao Wujiang's three silver needles and a heavy palm, and Zhao Wujiang saw the furious look of this middle-aged man with his clairvoyant eyes.

The masked man rolled over, threw the long knife with all his strength, turned and fled.

Zhao Wujiang grabbed the long knife, the force on it was so strong that he took a few steps back to stabilize his figure.

He looked at the afterimage of the masked man when he left, and instead of chasing after him, he knelt down, picked up the fragments of letter paper, and pieced together what he could piece together.

Soon, several finger-sized fragments appeared in front of him.

"Mission...Chang'an...in the palace...Wang and Empress...not to be missed...after reading..."

Zhao Wujiang looked at the pieced pieces of paper and muttered to himself.

Queen?
Is it related to the queen?
He pondered in his heart, remembering the hidden mission: Queen Wang's secret.

Is this secret related to the mission?

There is very little information revealed by the fragments, Zhao Wujiang has no way of guessing, but it is generally certain that this matter involves the Queen and the embassy, ​​but it is not known whether it is the mission that has already been received or the mission that has not yet arrived.

He put away the scraps of paper, and planned to go to Qifeng Palace while there was still plenty of time.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the sound of armor shaking, and the Minister of Rites arrived with the soldiers.

"Master Zhao, are you not injured?" the Minister of Rites asked with lingering fear.

He was waiting outside just now, when he saw a masked assassin jumping out of the prison, he was frightened and shouted for help, but luckily the government soldiers were close, and the assassin didn't have too much intention to kill, he just wanted to escape, so he was safe and sound.

"I'm fine." Zhao Wujiang recalled the appearance of the masked man he saw just now.

With small eyes and a mustache, he always felt like he had seen it somewhere before.

"We are late, Chen De is already dead."

"what!"

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites exclaimed, and he led the soldiers to the place where the cheating students were detained.

Afterwards, Zhao Wujiang heard thunderous roars from inside.

Soon, Minister of Rites came out.

"Lord Zhao, what should we do now? Should we report the situation to the Holy One?"

"Talk while you walk."

"Suppose there are now two situations,

The first is that the emperor has received a secret letter about the favoritism and fraud of the adults.

The second is that the emperor has not received the relevant secret letter.

So, Lord Shangshu, if you report the current situation to the emperor, what will be the result? "

(End of this chapter)