Ragnarok is born

The voice of the miniature "Black Dragon" suddenly sounded faintly, "In the Jiangnan area, there are indeed enemies that make His Majesty feel uneasy."

"However, what Benlong asked His Majesty to watch is not only the situation in the Jiangnan area. Could it be that Your Majesty has not discovered the abnormal situation in Shandong?"

Zhao Ji followed the sound and looked to the east, and couldn't help being stunned at the sight.

I saw dots of soft blue light, like a thin spun yarn, hanging down in the sky in the direction of Shandong.

In addition to the Shandong territory, soft blue light suddenly appeared in other locations in the Great Song Dynasty.

Even in the center of the Great Song Dynasty, above Bianliang City in Tokyo, at some point, there is still a blue light looming.

Zhao Ji felt cold all over.

He saw himself spread out a piece of rice paper again, picked up a pen to write on it again, and then signaled Yu Wenxuzhong to come forward to watch the content.

For some reason, although Zhao Ji felt that he was being controlled by a miniature "black dragon", he wrote down those weird names.

However, he had a strange feeling that he didn't need to pay attention to it deliberately, and the content he just wrote would automatically emerge in his mind.

"Heavenly Star Leopard Head Lin Chong!"

"Dark Star Blue-faced Beast Yang Zhi!"

"Blessed Star Golden Spear General Xu Ning!"

"Di Jie Xing Chou County Ma Xuan Zan!"

"Di Ji Xing wields the sword, Cao Zheng!"

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Seeing his own body, Zhao Ji pointed to the names on the edict, and smiled softly at Yu Wenxu, "Please look at the Qing family, these people are from Tokyo."

Yu Wenxu stared blankly at the name on the paper in front of him, frowning.

Among these few people, to Yu Wenxuzhong, there are both familiar people and strangers who have never heard of it.

For example, Lin Chong, the leopard head, is not only Yu Wenxuzhong who knows his reputation, I am afraid that in the entire Tokyo Bianliang City, there are not many people who don't know him?

Yu Wenxu even vaguely heard of Yang Zhi, the green-faced beast, and Xu Ning, the general with the golden spear. What are the names of these two?

These three people, the instructor of Tokyo's 80 forbidden army, the envoy of the Dianshuai's mansion, and the teacher of the golden gun class, can all be regarded as well-known figures among the generals in Bianliang City, Tokyo.

An extremely weird illusion appeared in Yu Wenxu's mind. I don't know how the officials heard the names of these people?

Immediately, the famous "Huangcheng Secretary" immediately appeared in Yu Wenxu's mind, making him tense all over.

The Imperial City Division is a royal institution, the eyes and ears of the emperor, not subject to the control of the three yamen, and it specializes in controlling the palace for the royal family, staying in the Zhou Lu as guards, and spying on intelligence.

The secret agents of the Imperial City Division are amazing and powerful. They have always been deeply feared by the scholar group, and they are often impeached by letters.

However, the emperors of all dynasties had a lot of trust in the Imperial City Secretary. Whenever someone wrote a letter of impeachment, they would just put it down lightly without much punishment.

What makes Yu Wenxuzhong feel strange is that since when did the secret agents of the Huangcheng Division start to conduct special investigations and searches for the so-called "Tiangang Disha" and "One Hundred and Eight Demon Lords"?

Judging from the list held by the emperor, this is not a simple task that can be successfully completed overnight.

He suddenly remembered the story that the officials told at the beginning, which started during the Renzong Dynasty, and thought to himself, could it be that this is a long-term action that started six or seventy years ago and has continued to this day?

If that's the case, isn't the secret hidden in this matter really very confidential?

But why did the officials take the initiative to tell me?

Yu Wenxuzhong didn't think that he was the most favored confidant in the eyes of the official in front of him, known as the romantic son of heaven.

Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty, had a manner of giving him a name, but everyone in the world knows that for the emperor who is inactive, Liang Shicheng, Tong Guan, Yang Jian and other servants in the palace, Cai Jing, Zhu Xi and others in the outer court.

It is the most important confidant who is dedicated to the emperor's enjoyment, searching for the world's rare treasures, famous flowers and ancient trees, handling government affairs for the emperor, and making the emperor feel "prosperous and prosperous", the most important confidant in the peaceful and prosperous age.

The eighth volume of Xianxia Outlaws of the Marsh Chapter 56: True and false are like dreams

Yu Wenxu felt that today's official family is very different from the official family he knew in previous seasons.

In terms of status, he is just an ordinary official in the eyes of officials, not the most favored group of people.

But why did the officials convene themselves to discuss it?

Although the matter discussed by the officials with him does not sound serious, but it seems very strange?

And just before he entered the door, he saw Liang Shicheng being punished to stand outside the door of the imperial study, and was reprimanded by the officials.

Yu Wenxu thought for a while, and suddenly his heart beat violently.

Could it be that the officials finally realized that the people around him, such as Cai Jing, Liang Shicheng, Yang Jian, Tong Guan, Li Yan, Zhu Xi, etc., were just flatterers, not real court loyalists.

Yu Wenxu suddenly looked up at Zhao Ji.

If it was during the court meeting, his behavior would naturally be regarded as an act of disobedience and disobedience.

But right now it is not in the court meeting, the relationship between the monarch and his ministers is naturally much more relaxed and comfortable than in the hall.

Many people in later generations believed that when the courtiers met with the emperor, they knelt on the ground tremblingly, and did not dare to look up at the emperor's face.

This is actually a common misunderstanding.

Most of the time, in public places, ordinary courtiers naturally need to follow the etiquette regulations.

Show enough awe to the emperor, in order to show respect and admiration for the emperor, so I bow my head to show my heart.

But in a private meeting, in order to show the favor and trust to the courtiers, naturally there is no need for those gestures.

Although the emperor is the king of a country, can you imagine that when he communicates with his queens, concubines, princes and daughters, as well as trusted eunuchs and confidant ministers, will everyone bow their heads and talk to him?

This is an absolutely impossible thing.

From the perspective of the art of matching people, a person's eyes can represent and reveal his inner emotions and hidden thoughts.

This is "the eye is the light of the soul".

If a courtier always bows his head to answer the emperor's questions, how can the emperor judge the true intention of this courtier?

Moreover, Zhao Ji is still the absurd emperor who left the title of "Son of Brothel" in the history books. Could it be said that when he talked with Li Shishi, Li Shishi would always bow his head and dare not look directly because of his identity?

If you think about it casually, you can easily judge that Zhao Ji wants to hide his identity, how could such a situation happen?

In the eyes of Yuwen Xuzhong at this moment, Zhao Ji's face was flat, his eyes were shining brightly, and his whole body naturally exuded an inexplicable sacred brilliance.

Yu Wenxu blinked.

The milky white sacred light is faintly visible around Zhao Ji's body, and at the same time, there is also a golden halo erupting from Zhao Ji's body.

It made Zhao Ji look like those immortals with supreme supernatural powers in myths and legends, who are sacred but not intuitive.

Yu Wenxu was deeply shocked by this magnificent picture, and unconsciously lowered his head, not daring to look directly at it.

A crazy idea came to his mind.

Could it be that the official family is really the son of heaven, the real dragon descended into the world?

Zhao Ji didn't seem to notice it, with a gentle smile on his face, he asked in a low voice, "Have you heard of Yu Wenqing's family, the name on it?"

Yu Wenxuzhong responded respectfully with an unprecedentedly cautious attitude, "I dare not lie to the officials, I know a thing or two."

"Lin Chong, the leopard head, and Xu Ning, the golden gunner, are all well-known figures in the imperial army, and everyone knows their martial arts skills."

"As for Yang Zhi, the green-faced beast, it is said that he is a descendant of the Yang family in Tianbo Mansion, the third class is an official, and a member of the imperial envoy."

"Ma Xuanzan of the Ugly County used to fight against Lianzhujian and win the battle against the generals, and was recruited by the prince as his son-in-law; but because of his ugly appearance, the princess who killed him died of hatred, so he can't be reused."

"Only Cao Zheng, the last sword-wielding ghost, is probably a person from the market, and I'm not very familiar with it..."

When Zhao Ji heard Yuwen Xuzhong's words were clear and logical, he couldn't help but groan.

His physical body and separated soul showed a suspicious look at the same time, and only Zhao Ji himself and the miniature "black dragon" hidden in the void could know the strangeness.

From the perspective of Yu Wenxu who raised his head again, he could see faintly faint ripples of the golden light behind Zhao Ji.

However, this kind of shaking seems to be very slight, and if you don't pay attention, you can't find it at all.

Yu Wenxuzhong thought it was because of his dazzled eyes that he saw hallucinations, and he was not sure what he saw.

Unable to control his own body, his own soul stared at "myself" blankly, and handed over the paper on which the names of "Lin Chong" and others had just been written to Yu Wenxu, and asked the other party to contact the characters on the paper.

Although Yu Wenxu had endless doubts in his heart, he had no choice but to hold back his thoughts and was going to find someone to discuss with him on how to proceed.

After Yuwen Xuzhong left, a faint sigh suddenly sounded in the void.

Zhao Ji's soul slowly appeared, staring fiercely at the miniature "Black Dragon" who also appeared.

Standing in front of the desk, Zhao Ji's body took up his pen and wrote one after another, all of which belonged to the names of "Tiangangdisha" and "One Hundred and Eight Demon Lords".

Looking at this astonishing scene, Zhao Ji mocked, "Since Long Zun appeared, I have always respected you."

"Why does Long Zun want to harm me?"

The mini "Black Dragon" said dumbly, "How do you say that?"

Zhao Ji retorted angrily, "Didn't Long Zun set up a trap from the very beginning, wanting to take everything from me?"

When he watched coldly, he always felt that he had already figured out the cause and effect.

From Lin Lingsu to the birth of the green bull and the appearance of the miniature "black dragon", there is an aura of conspiracy and trickery everywhere.

It's just that Zhao Ji was just a mortal before, so the means to deal with them were basically impossible to guard against.

Only when they are caught off guard, will they succeed, and use the technique of "stealing the sky for the sun" to take everything from themselves.

The miniature "Black Dragon" gave a disdainful smile, opened the Dragon Kiss, and blew lightly at Zhao Ji's soul.

Zhao Ji only felt a burst of cold air rushing towards his face, and his whole body trembled. Before he could react, he suddenly found that everything in front of him had changed.

The sense of separation between body and soul suddenly completely disappeared, and he was able to regain control of his physical body, which was writing with a pen.

Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment, his original writing style was smooth and flowing, but because of the momentary excitement, his strength was slightly increased.

A ball of thick black ink fell on the white rice paper, and then slowly blurred, gradually appearing the phenomenon of rendering.

Seeing Zhao Ji's gaffe, the mini "Black Dragon" giggled happily.

Zhao Ji stared blankly at the feeling of the reunification of soul and body, and looked at the miniature "black dragon" who was overjoyed.

He was puzzled by the behavior of the mini "Black Dragon".

At the same time, Zhao Ji had a bigger doubt in his heart.

Anyway, just now the mini "Black Dragon" separated his soul from his body in a strange way.

According to Zhao Ji's thinking, it should be the time when the mini "Black Dragon" and the forces hiding behind him will reveal the truth.

However, the miniature "Black Dragon" did not. Taking advantage of the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, it controlled Zhao Ji's body in one fell swoop and carried out the conspiracies that Zhao Ji imagined.

In the most unlikely of circumstances, the miniature "Black Dragon" surprisingly and unexpectedly gave up a great situation.

What exactly is this for?

Zhao Ji couldn't figure out why the mini "Black Dragon", or the character represented by the mini "Black Dragon", did this?

Could it be that they just want to play a joke with me?

Are you kidding me?

The miniature "Black Dragon" sighed, "Yes, I just wanted to make a joke with you, Your Majesty."

The guess became true, but Zhao Ji only felt his breath hanging in his throat. He wanted to spit it out but couldn't, and he couldn't swallow it even if he wanted to swallow it, so he just hung in his throat.

He dropped the wolf hair in his hand, covered his throat with his hand, and coughed violently.

Zhao Ji's cough echoed in the imperial study room, but for some reason, he didn't disturb any of the guards who guarded his safety.

The miniature "Black Dragon" looked lightly at the black and chaotic rice paper on the desk, and sighed softly, "What a pity..."

Zhao Ji's cough gradually subsided, but he felt sullen and angry in his heart. He thought to himself that it was just a piece of rice paper, so what's the pity?

He is the Son of Heaven of the Song Dynasty, rich in the world, no matter what kind of rare treasures, it can be said that he has everything that one expects.

How could a mere piece of rice paper be put in his eyes.

However, what the mini "Black Dragon" wants to say is naturally not what it means, but to reveal a very important news to Zhao Ji, "Master Long, I will reveal the secret to you according to the will of Tianzun."

"I wanted to use your own hands to write down the title of Tiangangdisha, the reincarnation of one hundred and eight demon kings."

Zhao Ji's heart trembled.

The news that the mini "Black Dragon" said at this moment seems to be very different from the truth he originally imagined.

Could it be that I am really wrong?