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Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly, planted his left foot on the ground, and rushed out like a cannonball.

Li Yong saw this scene, no longer hesitated, and followed closely.

A loud dragon roar.

The sky was full of knife lights blooming between heaven and earth.

In just a short time of incense stick.

Most of the bandits had lost their lives, turned into cold corpses, lying on the ground.

Only a few people were so scared that they stood there and escaped.

When they reacted, their legs were weak and they knelt directly on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy loudly.

Ren Pingsheng held the Hongming knife in his hand, looked around, looked at Li Yong, and said indifferently: "For those who have not committed crimes, leave some money for them, and kill the rest."

The so-called crimes are naturally not highway robbery, but evil people who have killed people and insulted women.

The reason for this.

Because some bandits are forced to join the bandits in order to survive.

Ren Pingsheng didn't want to kill all of these people, so he gave them a chance to live.

"Yes!"

Li Yong responded, and with a few guards, he strode towards the bandits who were kneeling and begging for mercy.

In just one or two sticks of incense.

He chopped off a few more heads, leaving only two or three people. They received the silver, knelt on the spot, and cried bitterly, not knowing what they were thinking.

After the episode.

The convoy continued on its way.

Two days.

Similar things happened five times.

Ren Pingsheng's way of dealing with it was the same as this time. As long as they dared to show up, they would be wiped out.

Of course, it also delayed some time.

Finally.

At noon on the fourth day after leaving the capital, the group arrived at Chanzhou City.

Two hundred miles in radius.

As soon as he entered the city gate, Ren Pingsheng felt the prosperity of the city.

Passers-by came and went with bags on their backs. Some of them were dressed as scholars, and most of them looked like merchants.

There is no so-called maritime ban in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

There are many small countries built on islands overseas.

Therefore, maritime trade is still prosperous and is in a thriving state.

Even.

On the road, you can see many faces of Hu people, some with black faces, some with white faces, some with blond hair and blue eyes, and some with shifty eyes. The accents are even more varied, and many languages ​​are not heard by Ren Pingsheng at all.

"I didn't expect it to be a big city. No wonder Emperor Zhaowu attaches great importance to it..."

Ren Pingsheng thought so in his heart while looking at the scenery outside the car window.

At this time.

Li Yong came over and asked respectfully: "Prince, where are we staying today?"

After thinking for a few seconds, Ren Pingsheng said: "Find a larger inn."

"Yes!"

Li Yong responded and took several guards to find an inn.

After two incense sticks, the convoy started again.

The group came to the largest inn in Chanzhou City.

When Ren Pingsheng got off the carriage, he saw a little head sticking out of another carriage, looking around curiously, blinking his eyes, his face full of curiosity, it was the little green tea Jiang Chuyue who was riding with Chang An.

Seeing Ren Pingsheng looking at her, she smiled between her eyebrows, her eyes curved into crescents, and asked with suppressed excitement: "Master, can we go to the beach later?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "Let's settle down first."

Jiang Chuyue nodded gently, said "Oh", and then walked out of the carriage.

Her delicate face, coupled with her slim figure, immediately attracted the attention of many passers-by as soon as she appeared.

Even in the prosperous city of Chanzhou, such a beautiful woman is extremely rare.

However, after just one look, they hurriedly moved their eyes away and dared not look again.

The reason is very simple.

Li Yong and other guards all have a faint light around them, and you can tell at a glance that their strength is above the sixth rank.

A group of powerful sixth-rank warriors served as guards, and their clothes and temperament were extremely luxurious.

It goes without saying that this handsome young man must be a big shot from outside.

They couldn't afford to offend such a person.

Including the waiters, the diners in the inn and the passers-by, all consciously avoided looking at him, for fear of getting into trouble.

"Miss, please slow down..."

Qiu'er supported Mu Rou and slowly got off the carriage.

Ren Pingsheng glanced at them and said, "You are tired from the journey, let's go to the inn to rest first, and we will go to the beach in a few days."

"Okay, listen to Master Ren."

Mu Rou nodded gently, her tone was light and soft.

Wait for Chang An to get off the carriage.

Ren Pingsheng took them into the inn.

The innkeeper had communicated with Li Yong before, and when he saw Ren Pingsheng and his party, he hurriedly greeted them with a respectful attitude.

Chang An and Mu Rou were settled.

Ren Pingsheng left the inn alone and went straight to the Chanzhou government office.

Going to the beach to relax is just a side trip.

The most important thing is to solve the case first.

The Chanzhou government office is no different from ordinary government offices.

Two uniformed officers stood at the door. Seeing Ren Pingsheng, who had an extraordinary temperament, they hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out their hands to stop him: "The government office is a restricted area, and outsiders are not allowed to enter."

Ren Pingsheng did not waste words and directly stated his purpose: "I am appointed by the court to come here to investigate the case. Who is in charge here?"

The officer looked at him and looked a little hesitant.

Just then.

A voice suddenly sounded.

"You... are late."

The sound is ethereal, echoing in the ears, seeming unfathomable.

After hearing this, the two officers were shocked and stood up straight.

Compared to just now, his expression was much more serious.

It was obvious that he had great respect for the owner of that voice.

have to say.

In front of these ordinary people.

The method of appearing holy in front of people with a white screen is indeed enough to bluff people.

only.

What he didn't expect was that after losing the competition with the demon clan, Bai Ping did not feel depressed, but continued to run wildly on the road to becoming a saint in front of others.

Ren Pingsheng thought wildly for a while and replied: "Something delayed me on the way."

The words fell.

All was quiet.

Bai Ping did not respond and seemed to acquiesce to this statement.

"This guy...are you the Demon Suppressor, or am I the Demon Suppressor?"

Ren Pingsheng's eyelids twitched, and he felt a little unhappy. After making a fuss in his heart, he asked, "Since you and Murong came early, what clues did you find during the investigation?"

"No."

This time it was another voice.

Ren Pingsheng raised his eyes and saw two people walking out of the Yamen.

A person transformed and appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye. Even though it was winter, he was still wearing a moon-white gown, with his back to him.

The other man was still carrying the coffin and looked as unsmiling as ever.

It was Bai Ping and Murong who arrived early.

As soon as the two appeared.

The servant at the door saluted respectfully.

Immediately afterwards, he saluted Ren Pingsheng again and said, "Sir, I am too young to see Mount Tai..."

Before he finished speaking, Ren Pingsheng waved his hand, indicating that it was okay.

Looking at Bai Ping and Murong, he said calmly: "Come in with me."

Then, he stepped into the Yamen.

Bai Ping and Murong both followed behind.

Only when the two policemen saw this scene did they realize.

It turns out that this young master with handsome appearance and noble temperament is the imperial envoy sent by the imperial court this time. Everyone was a little confused: "Your Majesty, the imperial envoy, you are so young?"

After entering the yamen, a thin middle-aged man hurriedly greeted him and said: "I'm a Tongzhi of Chanzhou, I've met your Excellency."

Chanzhou Tongzhi is equivalent to the adjutant of the prefect. He is usually responsible for salt, grain, stealing and other matters. He is already busy with official duties. Because the prefect is vacant, he is not allowed to rest all day long and deals with various government affairs every day.

In addition, I also have to be on tenterhooks, fearing that I will die at home without knowing why one day.

Just by looking at him briefly, you can see the haggardness and fatigue that cannot be concealed in his brows, and there are even bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

Ren Pingsheng thought for a while and said, "You go back and rest first. When you wake up, I will ask you for questions."

Chanzhou Tongzhi was slightly startled. After a moment of hesitation, he nodded, cupped his hands and said, "I obey."

After a while.

In the lobby of the Yamen.

Ren Pingsheng sat on a chair and asked Bai Ping and the others: "Where is the body of the previous prefect?"

Murong said: "In the backyard."

Ren Pingsheng: "Take me there."

Murong nodded slightly, led him to the backyard, pointed to a room, and said nonchalantly: "Inside."

Ren Pingsheng nodded, opened the door and walked in.

On the simple couch, a corpse was lying there quietly with ice cubes on both sides.

Although it has been dead for several days, it is still not decayed.

"Who put this ice cube?"

Ren Pingsheng looked at the two people behind him and asked curiously.

Murong said: "I..."

After a pause, he asked again: "Is it inappropriate?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "It's very appropriate. If a similar situation happens again next time, this is what we will do."

Then, he waved his hands and said, "You go out first, and I will take a look at the body myself."

Murong and Bai Ping heard this and silently pushed out of the room.

Ren Pingsheng closed the door and ran "Soul-Eating Technique". After a while, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the soul of the prefect of Chanzhou had not completely dissipated.

He hurriedly sat down cross-legged and began to exercise.

Invisibly, it seemed as if wisps of green smoke were being inhaled by him.

soon.

He felt like the world was spinning for a while. When he regained consciousness, he saw a desk in front of him with many documents on it.

"Is this the residence of the prefect of Chanzhou in Chanzhou?"

As I was thinking this, I suddenly heard a voice coming from beside me.

"Sir, I believe that the imperial court is currently in a troubled period. There are demon tribes in the southern border that are entangled endlessly, and the demon tribe in the north is eyeing them. The imperial court's military strength is insufficient. There is no need to bother the Holy Father for such a trivial matter."

The person who spoke was none other than Chanzhou Tongzhi who had just welcomed Ren Pingsheng.

"What does he mean, the prefect of Chanzhou wants to request Emperor Zhaowu to mobilize troops?"

Ren Pingsheng thought this and continued to listen.

The next person to speak was the newly appointed prefect of Chanzhou.

"Because it is such a troubled time, we in Chanzhou cannot cause trouble. There are so many merchant ships coming and going at the port every day. Their guards alone can capture the entire city of Chanzhou.

Although they are sticking to their duties now, if something happens one day in the future, how should you and I deal with it? "

The words fell.

Chanzhou Tongzhi's face showed hesitation and fell into silence.

at this time.

The prefect of Chanzhou continued: "Ming Zhong, don't worry too much. I will report to the Holy One that only three thousand elite soldiers can ensure the safety of Chanzhou City...

There are only three thousand people. Presumably the state capitals can gather them together. There is no need to call in the soldiers from southern Xinjiang and the guards from the capital. "

"Your Excellency is right. I am willing to obey your order."

The Chanzhou Tongzhi bowed and said.

The Chanzhou prefect nodded slightly and said with a smile: "In that case, you can go back and rest. When I finish writing the memorial, you can just leave your name on it."

"Yes, sir."

The Chanzhou Tongzhi bowed and said: "I will take my leave."

The Chanzhou prefect waved his hand.

After that.

The Chanzhou Tongzhi retreated.

Seeing this.

Ren Pingsheng already understood what was going on.

No surprise.

It should be that after the Chanzhou prefect inspected the Chanzhou Port, he felt that the city defense army of Chanzhou City was too weak, and even not enough to suppress the caravans coming and going, and wanted to ask the court to send more garrisons.

In theory, this should be a good thing for the Chanzhou government.

I don't know why the Chanzhou Tongzhi refused.

Perhaps it was because if this garrison became the defense force of Chanzhou City, the food and wages needed would need to be self-sufficient by the Chanzhou government, and Chanzhou Tongzhi didn't want to pay for it?

Ren Pingsheng had a wild thought.

Then, he saw the Chanzhou prefect standing up from the chair, and after a simple wash, he lay on the bed.

Perhaps it was influenced by the sudden death of the previous two prefects.

He couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and finally got up and took a copy of "The Doctrine of the Mean" and lay on the bed to read.

As time passed.

Sleepiness gradually came.

The Chanzhou prefect finally put down the book in his hand, closed his eyes, and rested.

There was darkness in front of him.

I don't know how long it took.

Ren Pingsheng just felt a splitting headache, and when he opened his eyes again, his consciousness had recovered.

"What's the matter with this headache... Is this how the Chanzhou prefect died?"

Recalling the scene seen from the perspective of the deceased just now.

Ren Pingsheng frowned and fell into deep thought.

There is no doubt.

The sudden splitting headache must be related to the death of the Chanzhou prefect.

I just don't know what the reason is.

After all, until the last moment of his death, no unusual movement was heard in the house.

"The last person the Chanzhou prefect saw before his death was the Chanzhou Tongzhi. Could his death be related to the Chanzhou Tongzhi?

Or is it related to the Chanzhou Port they mentioned, and the additional garrison?"

This is the thought.

Ren Pingsheng made a decision to take time to visit the Chanzhou Port to see if he can find any clues.

After coming out of the house.

Ren Pingsheng looked at Murong and asked, "Did the Tongzhi do anything unusual during the few days you were at the yamen?"

Murong thought for a while and said, "What is abnormal?"

Ren Pingsheng said, "He was restless and overly concerned about your food, clothing, housing, transportation and movements..."

He said a lot in one breath.

Murong thought for a moment and shook his head gently.

"Got it."

Ren Pingsheng said again: "You hide in the dark these days, observe the Tongzhi more, try to remember who he met and what he did, don't let him find out."

Murong nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Ren Pingsheng looked at Bai Ping again, and wanted to ask him to check if there was anything unusual in the documents of the Chanzhou government in the past six months.

But thinking of his style of doing things, he thought about it and gave up, just said: "Master Bai, please walk around the city more these days to see if there is anyone secretly monitoring you. If there is, get rid of them, find out their identities, and try not to let them know."