Baili Yun probably thought about it seriously for a moment, but he probably didn't mean to answer seriously.

He leaned against the wall, looked at the bones spreading in the bright light, and said, "The responsibility of the Ministry of Justice is to arrest people. It is better to throw away such inhuman things as soon as possible."

Situ Cheng probably had expected his answer, so he sighed and said, "I really don't have the confidence to take care of this matter, but there are too many suspicious points here, and I can't ignore it completely."

"This incident itself is a mystery."

"No, I think this matter may not be entirely a saying of gods and ghosts..." Situ Cheng also leaned against the table with many case books piled up by the side, pondered for a moment, and said, "According to the explanation of the Northern Yan King, the thief was holding the sword of Emperor Taizu in the Treasure Pavilion when he escaped. Although it was not an ordinary existence for Dali, ghosts and gods should not be ill-intentioned about it, right?"

Baili Yun listened without saying a word - of course he would not have made any mistakes in this thing.

"The other thing is the Ghost Palace. Why did it explode in a good way?"

Baili Yun heard this and had a leisurely play: "Are there still fewer bombs this year?"

Although this was Baili Yun's casual talk, Situ Cheng still savored something else from it based on his outstanding inference ability, and nodded and said, "Well, I also think this matter has something to do with the previous mess."

“…”

Is the doll's understanding ability now so strong that it can produce something out of nothing?

However, Master Yuantou's association ability is not overwhelming, so he realized in a blink of an eye that his words must be so profound that even just a rumor can make people deeply impressed.

So the head master nodded seriously, and said with the flow, "Everything is always involved."

Situ Cheng suddenly sighed deeply, "It won't be long before the year-end ritual will be held. At that time, Your Majesty and all civil and military officials will go to the suburbs outside the North Gate to perform the rituals of sacrifice. It will take seven days before the rituals to sacrifice to Houtu."

"Sir, are you worried that something will happen in those seven days?"

"There is no evidence, it's just a foreboding feeling for no reason."

Baili Yun sighed in a "sigh" voice, "Don't Lord Shangshu decide cases based on premonition on weekdays, right?"

Situ Cheng was not so stingy about him, so he said half-study: "We have to add inferences and evidence. After all, people's hearts are unpredictable, so how can we make a judgment based on one intuition?"

"It makes sense." Baili Yun gently pressed the wall on his back, pushed himself away from his leaning against him, and stood still and said, "I really don't understand the things in the officialdom. I advise you to avoid touching these evil things. After all, too much yin can easily lead to bad luck. If you don't say anything else, it is certain to shorten your life."

"Thank you, Lord General."

"But Lord Shangshu is willing to inform this secret case, which is reasonable and reasonable, and should be respectful and exchanged."

Situ Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Lord General has received my favor for forced buying and selling?"

"So I plan to pay it back now-I just got the news that there was a similar situation in the West."

Situ Cheng was stunned and subconsciously turned his head to look at the bones defined as "ancient people".

When I looked back, Master Zhongtou had already leisurely returned to his dark corridor and waved his hand, "We should not have a private meeting for too long. I will go back first. If there is anything else, I will send someone to say - my young master's kitten, you will take care of you first." His voice gradually faded away, and when the echoes were heard, only Lord Shangshu was left in the deep room of the secluded dungeon.

But I was suddenly shocked by a terror.

Lord Shangshu shivered all over, and also covered his slightly ventilated clothes and slipped away.

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Bailiyun passed by the main street, and happened to meet the King of Northern Yan, carrying more than ten golden fire cavalry and light cavalry passing by the downtown area, and heading towards the Black Armored Camp of the Tielin Army.

The red gold armor shines with snow and shines brightly on the sun. Baili Yun watched them rush away with interest in the snow. After savoring for a moment, he found that the golden armor seemed to reveal a delicate temperament of "looking but not using it" on his body.

It is indeed more pleasing to the eye than the black crows of Tie Linjun.

In this way, Baili Yun dug up some bad materials from Jun Han on his bored way home again - the beast is an animal after all, and even a wolf can't get rid of the dog, and his vision is just not good.

He raised his legs and was about to continue going home, but he suddenly took it back halfway.

Since we have seen the whereabouts of the group of golden peacocks, we have to go and take a look no matter what.

So he turned his direction quietly and headed towards the Black Armor Camp.

Now that the two people in charge of the Black Armored Camp are not here, the daily management of the entire army falls on Xu Da's shoulders.

In addition, there is a Guanhaisi, who is tired day and night, so in just two months, the black tiger has lost a lot of weight, and the tiger's back and bear's waist is a little bit boring, which is also a blessing. Therefore, General Xu's vulgar figure who hurriedly ran away when he heard the King of Northern Yan visit today, did not look so weird.

"Old Zhang, please help me!" After explaining this sentence quickly, General Xu, who had been majestic for life, slipped away so shamelessly and arrogantly, leaving Lao Zhang alone in the spot with a cool breeze.

As Shu Ling's general, Lao Zhang was busy enough. After finally reaching the year when he ran into a comet and broke into the palace, the marshal fell and General Shu ran away, leaving such a bad-tempered black tiger spirit to take charge. In just a few months, Lao Zhang's young black hair was white.

Now he was asked to deal with the trouble of the King of Northern Yan, which is not easy to mess with - these ones will make people live!

There is no way. When the prince arrives, Lao Zhang can only welcome him out obediently.

Fortunately, the purpose of the Northern Yan King today is very clear, just to admire the extraordinary temperament of Tie Linjun, so he doesn’t care much about the small problem of the extra old, Zhang and Xu Da.

The structure of the Black Armored Camp is no different from that of the ordinary military camps, and the dark legendary equipment is not displayed in the Ming Dynasty, so at first glance, Jun Han’s military camp seems to be quite ordinary.

However, the King of Northern Yan has always had the ability to recognize people - compared to the mind, it should be a little stronger in terms of understanding physical and military power.

The pure mortals in the Black Armor Camp account for a small number, but the mortals who can be incorporated into the Tielin Army are really powerful. They are not inferior to those half demons or demons when they are mixed together to train.

When he reached the side of the first school field, the King of Beiyan stopped. There were a group of soldiers gathered in the school field to fight and feed. Although there were not many people, each of them was an elite.

Such elites are rare in the world, but there are few such talents in the truly "mythical" Jinhuo Knights of Dali - or there are no such talents.

"There are all semi-demons here, and their military ranks are above the centurion."

The King of Northern Yan nodded slightly and signaled Lao Zhang to lead him to the next place.

Lao Zhang didn't dare to lead the prince to see where the general-level officers in the camp were located. He was really afraid of scaring him, so he took the prince to the training ground for ordinary soldiers.

The King of Northern Yan stopped to watch, and after a while he was immersed in his eyes, he asked, "How many years have these veterans?"

Generally, an army that can reach this level of tacit understanding should not be next five years.

"Two years."

The King of Northern Yan was shocked and saw in a blink of an eye, "Only two years?"

It has reached this level in just two years, so you can imagine how rigorous the training you are on weekdays.

The elite troops of the Tielin Army were no more than 10,000, while most ordinary soldiers and generals were as many as 100,000. In order to use the undefeated reputation of the Tielin Army to suppress the four borders, the guard troops stationed on the border mostly received the title of "Tielin Army", called the sub-detachment, and the equipment was rationed according to the standards of the Tielin Army's regular army, and there were also direct generals affiliated with the Tielin Army to replace the defense and guard.

The generals who have been changing defenses on the border all year round are usually of the level of Lao Zhang. Although they are not elite, they are enough to lead the battle and defend the pass.

This is why the Prime Minister is always wary of Jun Han. From the court to the world, from the royal capital to the border, there are almost no blind spots that Jun Han's power cannot reach. The entire Dali is surrounded by the net of the Iron Lin army directly under Jun Han's jurisdiction. If this wolf wields his troops to the Jun, looking at the court and the country, no one can stop him.

The King of Northern Yan had long known these - although the Northern Yan was nominally guarding the northern border, the actual defenders were not the Jinhuo Cavalry, but also the sub-detachment. Although the sub-detachment was mainly "assisted from the side".

But the King of Northern Yan really hates this feeling of being controlled by others.

What he hates is only control, but the strength of the Tielin Army made the King of Northern Yan covet.

After all, no matter how brilliant the Golden Fire Cavalry in his hand was, he had to admit that the Golden Fire Cavalry was not even qualified to fight against the first battalion of ordinary soldiers of the Tielin Army.

"I heard that the marshal is good at managing his troops for a long time. When I see him today, he is indeed well-known."

Although the King of Northern Yan did feel "sincere" envy, Lao Zhang spent a lot of time in the capital, and naturally he knew these intrigues in the court.

"It's a pity that such an army is still a little overwhelmed when they really fight with the demon clan."

And such "unable force" is exactly the meaning that Jun Han, the marshal, must exist.

Looking at the exchanges, every tough battle between Dali and the demon clan was brought down by Jun Han himself, and even so, there were often heavy casualties.

Lao Zhang's words picked up the rebellious thorn in the heart of King Beiyan.

Lao Zhang naturally knew about this, but some noble people in the court were like this. If they did not reveal the painful facts to them, they would only immerse themselves in their "invincible" fantasy, and intrigues were born from this.

But unfortunately, the Marshal has indeed fallen now - but it is precisely because of this that it makes these powerful people more hateful.

Lao Zhang had no intention of pleasing the Northern Yan King, although the power of the Tielin Army would likely be handed over to the prince in the future.

However, the King of Northern Yan was not angry when he heard this, but instead smiled relieved. "It is precisely because the marshal is good at managing the army that he can cultivate subordinates who dare to tell the truth like you."

His reaction was unexpected to Lao Zhang.

The King of Northern Yan smiled and moved his eyes, and his eyes looked at Lao Zhang with integrity.
Chapter completed!