[Zuzhou] Silver Blade

The sunlight shone in brightly from the window. There were four military officers sitting on each side of a long wooden table in the hall. At the front of the long table, an old man with white military uniform and gray hair was looking down at the table while wearing reading glasses. A piece of densely printed paper on the table.Yun Baizhou's hands were vertical, with the palms sticking to his legs, and a ray of sunlight fell on his feet.

After a while, the old man took off his glasses and pressed them against the paper. He crossed his hands and supported his chin. He looked at the young marshal who was standing straight opposite him, and said calmly, "Is that all for the report?"

"Yes, that's all." Yun Baizhou nodded and replied.

The old man looked down at the report submitted by Yun Baizhou again, without raising his eyes, he continued to ask: "You mentioned in the report that dozens of people from the Tianlin Army shot at the opponent, but they still escaped, right?"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, there was a cold snort of disdain in the hall.The old man glanced at the officer who made the sound, and the officer immediately put away the disdain and dissatisfaction on his face.

"Yes, Marshal." Yun Baizhou looked at the old man opposite the long table, and replied gently and calmly.

The old man nodded, but his eyes suddenly became sharper: "You mean, the other party escaped under the eyes of the Tianlin Army and the young commander of the empire with dozens of people?"

Several of the eight generals sitting at the long table relaxed their tense faces. As expected of being the fourth in line successor to the empire, they could easily handle this flourishing young marshal of the empire.

Yun Baizhou's expression remained the same: "Yes, Marshal."

"It turns out that the number one young commander of the empire is nothing more than that." Someone gloated at his misfortune.

"The Tianlin Army, which claims to be accurate in marksmanship and never let the enemy escape, is nothing more than that." The man in the black military uniform sitting on the second seat to the left of the old man raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the officer with an angry face opposite him.

"Mo Jun! Pay attention to your identity!" The officer with an angry face on the opposite side yelled, the blue veins on his forehead were almost the same color as the military uniform he was wearing.

Mo Jun wiped his nose, and replied lightly: "Oh, I was wrong, the Tianlin Army's marksmanship is very accurate, Young Marshal Yun and the killer stood face to face, and you didn't even hit Young Marshal Yun with a single bullet. Great!" Mo Jun stretched out his right hand and gave General Cang a thumbs up.

"You..." General Cang stood up abruptly, with his hand on the gun at his waist, glaring at the fearless Mo Jun opposite.

"Okay, I didn't ask you to quarrel today." The old man glared at General Cang who stood up.Seeing the old man speak, General Cang sat back in his seat resentfully, but his resentful eyes kept lingering on Mo Jun.

Mo Jun met the other party's gaze, which was full of contempt.

"Calm down, too." The old man raised his hand and nodded to Mo Jun, "He's already 30 years old, so don't take it easy."

Mo Jun pursed his lips and said nothing.On the other hand, General Bai, who was sitting on his right hand, smiled at the old man and smoothed things over for Mo Jun: "Isn't the marshal taking special care of him because of Mo Jun's temper? There are not many people who can tell the truth in the imperial capital." General Bai There was something in the words, and the faces of several generals in the hall turned pale slightly.

The young marshal who had been standing all this time didn't seem to hear anything, until the old man's voice came again, and Yun Baizhou's eyes hidden behind the glasses recovered a little.

"Who do you think did it?" the old man asked Yun Baizhou.

Yun Baizhou didn't answer the old man immediately, his elbows were right on the pocket of his military uniform, and there were two half bullets in the pocket.After half a minute, Yun Baizhou replied: "I don't have a clue for now."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled softly. He didn't continue to ask Yun Baizhou, but asked other people: "What do you think?"

General Bai shook his neck from side to side, and turned his body slightly towards Mo Jun.Seeing the movement on the other side, General Cang snorted again, but he didn't dare to speak directly like before.The other generals looked at each other a few times, but no one made a sound in the end.

"You are all soldiers of the empire, don't you know anything?" The old man was obviously dissatisfied with everyone's silence, he bent a finger and tapped on the table, "When I finish ten knocks, each of you must Give me an answer, including you, my nephew, of course." The old man glanced around at the sitting generals, and finally landed on Yun Baizhou.

Yun Baizhou's face remained unchanged, he gave a standard military salute to the old man: "Obey!"

The old man nodded in satisfaction, and the knocking sound echoed in the silent hall, as if there was a penetrating force, hitting everyone's heart directly.

Yun Baizhou stood upright. It has been an hour since he entered this conference room, his posture has not changed at all, and even the expression on his face is the same as when he entered this conference room.

After the ten knocks, the old man suddenly opened his eyes. He glanced at the young marshal who was standing upright, and then turned his gaze to General Bai and Mo Jun who were standing together.Mo Jun saw the old man looking at him and showing a mischievous smile. He pointed to General Bai beside him, and said to the old man, "General Bai and I were at the scene that day. We have seen the murderer's modus operandi with our own eyes, so we feel..." Mo Jun deliberately panted, seeing General Cang staring at him, Mo Jun regained his seriousness, and said the rest, "Shen Cang."

As soon as Mo Jun finished his voice, there was a burst of whispering in the hall.

The old man knocked on the table with his fingers again, stopping the discussion in the hall. He nodded and asked Yun Baizhou again: "You have fought against the other party, but you didn't make a conclusion about it in the report, is it true?" Don't you have any other opinions?"

From the corner of Yun Baizhou's eyes, he caught sight of Mo Jun winking secretly at him, and he replied: "The report is to explain the situation to the Marshal clearly, as for judging who the other party is, it's not within my purview."

Everyone present except General Bai and Mo Jun showed dumb expressions. The seventh heir to the empire blatantly refuted Yun Mugui, the fourth heir to the empire. This had never happened before.

Yun Mugui didn't stop the whispered discussion this time, his gray brows were tightly knit together, and the elegant young commander of the empire on the opposite side looked at him intently.Yun Mugui smiled helplessly, but he had forgotten that although Yun Baizhou looked humble and polite on the outside, how could a child who grew up in Yun's parents be truly respectful and gentle?Yun Mugui's gaze shifted to the long sword hidden in the black scabbard at Yun Baizhou's waist. Yun Baizhou was like his saber Qiao, holding the edge in the inconspicuous scabbard. It is cold and compelling when it is unsheathed.

"What do other people mean?" Yun Baizhou's gaze became sharper and sharper. Yun Mugui was a little afraid of his nephew in his heart. He would never be able to figure out Yun Baizhou's true thoughts, so he turned his gaze to the long table. The other people next to him asked.

General Cang immediately replied: "It was only a finance minister who died. Shen Cang has always assassinated leaders. Would he care about a mere finance minister?"

"General Cang has been in the army for a long time and doesn't know Shen Cang well." Mo Jun glanced at General Cang, seeing that the other party blushed and wanted to speak up to refute, Mo Jun didn't give General Cang a chance, he ordered Yun Baizhou, and then He said, "If the assassination of the Minister of Finance is just a cover-up, what is the real target to kill is the person who came after him? A young marshal of the empire, the seventh heir in line, if he succeeds, this battle can be described as beautiful!"

"How do they know that Young Marshal Yun will definitely follow?!" General Cang replied.

Mo Jun stretched out a finger and shook it in front of him: "It doesn't have to be Young Marshal Yun, but how many people can appear in the banquet hall who can catch up with the killer?"

"You mean..." General Cang was a soldier, so he didn't understand the twists and turns, but after what Mo Jun said, he understood the general idea.

Mo Jun nodded slightly with a smile: "This can't be internal fighting." As soon as Mo Jun said that, even General Bai was taken aback, and Mo Jun's unscrupulous words became worse with age.General Bai pulled the corner of his mouth dryly, and pressed his left hand hidden under the table on Mo Jun's leg, signaling Mo Jun not to continue talking.Mo Jun also closed his voice amusedly.

"Mo Jun is right. This matter is here today." Yun Mugui narrowed his eyes, then glanced at the report on the table, and said calmly, "I will consider who to investigate this matter, I hope The person who receives this task can give me a satisfactory explanation in one month."

Yun Baizhou walked into the office, and a cup of freshly brewed coffee was handed to Yun Baizhou in good time.Qiman was about to iron the black coat that Yun Baizhou had taken off, when she just turned around and saw a smiling face close to her.Qi Man immediately took a step back, and bowed to Mo Jun to salute: "General Mo, Qi Man didn't know you were coming, so I'll make you a cup of coffee right away." Before Mo Jun could speak, Qi Man walked sideways from Mo Jun go out.

Mo Jun followed Qi Man with his eyes, and when he couldn't see Qi Man at all, Mo Jun turned around resentfully, and complained to Yun Baizhou who was stirring the coffee spoon and looking out of the window: "Why doesn't Qi Man understand me?" As for your heart, you are in the imperial capital Chuanhuaguoliu, so many famous Shuyuans love you, but you taught me how to make Qiman fall in love with me."

Yun Baizhou glanced at Mo Jun, who was not serious, and put his half-drunk coffee on the desk: "She likes me like this."

Mo Jun's face collapsed in an instant: "You said you want me to learn from you?" Mo Jun walked up to Yun Baizhou and looked at him for a few times, then waved his hands non-stop, "If you can't learn it, you can't learn it. One is enough, and one more would be too deliberate."

Yun Baizhou smiled: "Qiman doesn't like dishonest people, you should at least restrain yourself in front of her."

"It makes sense!" Mo Jun snapped his fingers.

Yun Baizhou pulled out the office chair and sat down, Mo Jun also found a chair and sat opposite Yun Baizhou.Qiman brought in the brewed coffee, and Mo Jun wanted to say something to her, but Qiman turned around and left, and Mo Jun stirred the coffee spoon in a disinterested manner.

"General Bai wanted you to come to me?" Yun Baizhou asked, wanting to change his mind for Mo Jun.

Mo Jun really wiped away the haze on his face, he nodded: "Do you think it's not that simple?"

"At least it's not Shen Cang." Yun Baizhou looked up at Mo Jun.

"Don't talk about Shen Cang, do you think those old guys will let you go?" Mo Jun snorted, "Using Shen Cang as a cover, at least you can block a stab in the back."

Mo Jun moved his head towards Yun Baizhou, leaned in front of Yun Baizhou, and said in a low voice, "What did you find?"

Yun Baizhou is not used to being too close to people, he leaned his head back a little: "How much do you know about Shen Cang's killer?"

"I'm from the Intelligence Bureau!" Mo Jun raised his right thumb and pointed backwards at himself, and then continued, "Shen Cang is a killer organization. In the eyes of the imperial people, they exist to subvert the empire. Their killer organization There are four divisions, and the leaders of the four divisions are the four major Shuras, the most powerful killers." Mo Jun told Yun Baizhou the information he knew about Shen Cang, but after only a few words, Yun Baizhou showed A trace of impatience.

"Hey, hey, what's your expression? You want me to say that." Mo Jun fell back on the chair and said angrily.

Yun Baizhou pinched the bridge of his nose: "Okay, the way I asked was wrong, let me ask another way, what are the characteristics of Shen Cang's killer killing?"

Mo Jun was taken aback for a moment, and then understood the meaning of Yun Baizhou's words: "You mean..."

"You checked the body, he was shot to death, and Shen Cang's killer would never use a gun."

Mo Jun subconsciously glanced at the long sword held by Yun Baizhou on the sword stand.

"They said it was their pride, and of course it was their foolish self-confidence." Yun Baizhou smiled, and turned his gaze to the long sword on the sword rest.

"You seem to be talking about yourself." Mo Jun seized the opportunity to complain.

Yun Baizhou didn't mind: "Someone wants to disrupt the balance of the empire. Whoever receives this task is the target of that person. Guess who my dear uncle will hand over this case to?"

"You." Mo Jun wiped his nose, his intuition was always accurate, "Why don't you doubt your uncle?"

Yun Baizhou pinched the coffee spoon with his slender fingers, and gently stirred the cold coffee: "He has lost a strong arm. For me, the heir who is three places behind him, he will lose money." It's gone." Yun Baizhou threw the coffee spoon into the coffee cup, his eyes gradually turned cold, "But he won't let go of any chance to kill me."

Mo Jun frowned, and said, "Could it be that he ordered the Tianlin Army who followed you to the rooftop?"

The corners of Yun Baizhou's cold lips curled up slightly, and he smiled coldly, without giving Mo Jun any answer.

Mo Jun sighed for a long time: "What are you going to do?"

"It depends." Yun Baizhou replied.