The Chief of Ceremony is in charge of the information of the royal inner court. Any official who has appeared in the world will be recorded, even folklore will be recorded.

What kind of official career is hidden so deeply that there is not even a word recorded in the records of the Supervisor of Ceremonies?

"Abandon the horse!" The golden pig shouted, taking the lead and running towards Yuan Mansion, which was filled with smoke and dust.

The crow was anxious, and it desperately dropped down to peck at the spies, but more and more spies came behind, and the crossbow arrows almost formed a net in the air.

As long as it falls a little lower, it may be pierced by several arrows!

The crow was forced to fly into the night sky.

In just over ten breaths, the golden pig had arrived at the door of the mansion where the explosion occurred. He jumped across the high door and fell into the courtyard. But at this time, there was only a collapsed house left in the mansion.

, a corpse that had been stripped of its clothes.

When he raised his head again, the crow flew away.

"Chase, the murderer can't get far!"

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…

Hundreds of meters away, Chen Yi was carried on the shoulders of a person, followed by another person behind him.

He looked at the people following him in the bumps and said with difficulty: "Brother Biaozi? Haven't you already left?"

Wu Hongbiao grinned and said: "I originally planned to leave, but Si Cao felt that you might want to do something alone if you didn't leave, so he took me to stay. We heard the movement in Hongyi Lane and lurked there secretly, but we didn't

You dared to get close. Later, you escaped from the roof, and we stayed away from you. We didn't recognize you at the time and thought you were some outlaw."

The next moment, Si Cao, the coachman who was carrying the traces, said in a cold voice: "Don't be in a hurry to chat, be careful not to lose your breath and be overtaken by someone."

After that, he carried the traces and turned left and right for half an hour before he came to a dark alley where an ox cart was tied.

Si Cao threw the old traces on the cart board and sat in front of him, lashing his whip and driving the cart south.

Chen Ji sat up and asked, "Where are we going?"

The coachman, Si Cao, said calmly: "Let's go south to Yangzhou to avoid the limelight. When the Secret Service lifts the blockade, we can then go north back to Jingchao. There is no place for us in Ningchao. We have to go back to find your uncle."

Chen Ji was stunned. He looked back at the retreating pavilion and bluestone road. Was he leaving Ning Chao after all?

He asked in a low voice: "Is there no other way?"

"There is no other way. You hurt the golden pig tonight and killed Liang and Yong. From now on, neither the Military Intelligence Department nor the Secret Intelligence Department will be able to tolerate you."

"Good and mediocre?"

"That's the shopkeeper Yuan you just killed." Si Caogui said coldly: "He was once your uncle's man, but he betrayed your uncle just to hand over his name to Lu Guanwu. A treacherous villain.

If a person finds a way to kill him, even if you don't kill him today, I will find a way to kill him before leaving."

Chen Ji leaned against the side of the car and was silent for a long time: "Why are you so loyal to my uncle?"

Si Caogui tightened the reins in his hands: "This has nothing to do with you."

Chen Ji recalled the fight between himself and Shopkeeper Yuan, and wondered: "What method did he cultivate? Why can't even a knife pierce through copper skin and iron bones?"

"Before he came to the Ning Dynasty, your uncle arranged for him to lurk in the Kujue Temple in the Shengjing City of our Jing Dynasty. He built the Golden Bell Gate. There is no trick to this gate. It requires ringing the bell every day for ten years in front of the Buddha.

If it doesn't fall, the door will become copper skin and iron bones. But he only hit it for ten years, so naturally there are still many flaws in his body. There was an old monk in Kujue Temple who hit it for sixty years, and his bronze skin and iron bones had no flaws. "

Chen Ji leaned tiredly on the side of the carriage: "I've learned a lot. It turns out that you can cultivate by hitting the bell."

He recalled that the young monk next to the Crown Prince seemed to be the same way. He only needed to recite Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra over and over again to practice.

In this way, don't Buddhists and Taoists have a lot of ways to practice? No wonder Buddhist Tongbao dared to steal the bank's business...

In the days since I came to Ningchao, Chen Ji has not seen a single bank on the street. I guess Buddhist Tongbao is the only one.

Chen Ji asked again: "How many directors are there in our Military Intelligence Department?"

The coachman Si Cao was silent for a moment, as if he felt that each other was his own, so he did not hide any more: "It used to be three, but now it is ten, take A, B, B, D, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, Gui

It’s a code name.”

"what do you?"

"I am 'Gui', and shopkeeper Yuan is 'Xin'."

The twelve zodiac animals of the Ning Dynasty correspond to the ten ‘celestial stems’ of the Jing Dynasty.

Chen Ji asked: "Why is there no place for us and others in Ningchao?"

Si Caogui said calmly: "Your uncle originally promoted the entire military intelligence department. Now that Lu Guanwu has been promoted to military envoy and is in charge of all the military intelligence of our Jing Dynasty, he brought his old department in and planned to slowly clear it out.

Your uncle’s old department. Originally, the boss was also your uncle’s old team, but I haven’t been able to contact him for half a month. I’m afraid he has been poisoned. Once the new boss takes office, there will definitely be another purge.”

Chen Ji suddenly asked: "Wait a minute, if all my uncle's old subordinates have been eliminated, then besides you, Shopkeeper Yuan, and Brother Biaozi, who else in the Military Intelligence Department knows my identity as a Jingchao spy?"

Si Caogui thought for a moment and replied: "The boss also knows."

Chen Ji took a deep breath: "But the director was also eliminated by Lu Guanwu. Does that mean that no one in the Military Intelligence Department knows my identity except you and Brother Biaozi?"

Si Caogui thought again and again: "Yes."

Chen Ji stood up and took the reins in Sicao Gui's hand, stopped the ox cart, and said resolutely: "You go to Yangzhou, I'll go back to Taiping Medical Center."
Chapter completed!