"Master, you are different from when you came back." The servant heard Jiulong's words and said with a smile.

Jiulong raised his eyebrows, especially if he had exposed himself in his words just now: "Oh? What's different?"

The servant scratched his head and said, "Well, sir, if I tell you, you won't punish me, right?"

Jiulong smacked his lips: "You kid, you can say whatever you want. There are so many words coming from you. Don't worry, I won't punish you."

After receiving Jiulong's promise, the servant dared to tell the truth: "Every time you came back before, you had to punish the little one along the way. But now that you came back this time, instead of punishing the little one, you even said something else."

It’s not that you are helpless, so why do you need help? So I said, you are different from before.”

After hearing these words, Jiulong breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the servant didn't notice that something was wrong with him. He chuckled and said: "I have seen a lot outside during this period and heard a lot, so your master and I

I wanted to make a change, but I didn’t expect that you would be a little uncomfortable with my change.”

The servant smiled and said, "Hey, it's true. I'm used to being beaten and scolded by you in the past, so I was a little surprised to see a different you today. At first I thought I had recognized the wrong person."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. You will get used to it as time goes by." Jiulong now regrets that he shouldn't have kicked the fat man away immediately after changing his identity. He should have retrieved his memory first, but fortunately

From what the servant said, this fat man probably isn't at home often, so he probably doesn't know much about it. But we should still be cautious. I'm afraid the Jizhou Ding matter will have to be put on hold for the time being.

"Yes." The servant nodded happily, and the horse seemed to be very happy as well, neighing non-stop and slowly getting faster.

Lifting the curtain and looking outside, Jiulong found that they were heading straight along the street. From the looks of it, they were probably heading towards the inner city.

"Oh, by the way, look at my memory, where is the mansion?" Jiulong knocked his head and asked with a sigh.

The servant didn't notice anything was wrong and said directly: "Sir, you look like a noble man who forgets things. Our house is the largest one in the inner city, and it is also the one closest to the imperial city."

A row of heads in Kowloon suddenly realized: "Oh, I remembered it. Oh, look at my brain. It's old and useless."

The servant smiled and said: "Master, you can't say that. Your mind is extraordinary. Otherwise, how could you become the most trusted minister of the Holy Emperor today?"

Hearing these words, Jiulong's eyelids jumped quickly. The most trusted minister in the palace, there is no one else except that person. The person he kicked away just now was

Zhang Dianlin, an important minister of the court, this is really unexpected...

Suddenly, beads of sweat oozed from Jiulong's forehead, and he thought about why this guy entered the city in casual clothes.

In previous dynasties, ministers would visit the emperor privately on behalf of the emperor, rectify the affairs of the officials, and then report what they saw and heard. If this was the case, then he might soon be called into the palace to report what he saw and heard. The emperor

There has always been a great cultivator in the city that he was a little afraid of. If he went there rashly, his identity would be discovered immediately, but no one would be able to save him this time.

But now it's too late to regret it. Things have reached this point. Even if Jiulong doesn't want to go, he still has to go on.

"Look at that car, does it look familiar? It seems to be Zhang's carriage." The black face blinked and turned to ask the handsome young man next to him.

Jun Housheng nodded slightly: "Yes, that is indeed Zhang's carriage, and the mark on it is unique. Also, think about it, except for Director Xiong's car and Master Chang's car, they can enter and leave the outer city and the inner city at will.

Even outside the imperial palace, only the Zhang family's carriage has the right to drive freely."

"It seems that our suspicions are unnecessary. Mr. Zhang has been away incognito for private visits all year round. It is normal for people to grow old and not know the way home after being away from home for a long time." The black face sighed, it is better to say that he was relieved.

In other words, if the two of them brought Mr. Zhang back to Beizhen Fusi today, it would probably be the end of their lives.

But none of them thought that the person sitting in the car was a fake, and the real person had now arrived at Fusi, Beizhen, and was tied to a wooden stake.

Although the real Mr. Zhang Dianlin had heard before about how powerful the prison in Fusi, Beizhen was, and that nine out of ten prisoners who were interrogated could not withstand the first round of interrogation, that was only what he heard, and he only scolded him harshly.

I didn't take it to heart very much, but I didn't expect that I would come here today and become a guest in the prison.

The man who had been checking in front of the city gate was now sitting opposite him. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who had several blood marks on his body but still kept silent.

After sighing softly, he spoke slowly: "Why are you doing this? Can't you just tell me honestly? It will also prevent you from suffering the pain of flesh and blood again. Let me tell you, this Jinyiwei North Town Fusi

The torture instruments inside can kill people."

Zhang Dianlin snorted coldly: "If you want to beat me to death, beat me to death over there. In any case, I have only one sentence. I was framed by someone. Now the person who framed me has disguised himself as me and returned to my home."

At home, I advise you to go to my home quickly to catch the thief, otherwise it will be too late and your lives will be at risk!"

The man smacked his lips and said, "Oh, you are threatening people. You keep talking about your home, so let me ask you, where is your home?"

"Of course it's in the inner city, Zhang Mansion." Zhang Dianlin said with a cold snort.

The man raised his eyebrows, stood up and walked slowly to him, took a look at his face, and stretched out his hand to pinch: "My friend, are you kidding me? Mr. Zhang looked like I saw him not long ago.

I just saw you once, how come you look like this? Speaking of

Mr. Zhang, he gave me a note before as payment for my hard work. I will always keep his kindness to me in mind, and I will never let a sycophant like you ruin my reputation!" As he said that, the man's eyes changed.

Lin, rounded his arms and gave Zhang Dianlin a slap in the face.

Zhang Dianlin's body was already fragile. He had been tortured several times before and was already dying. Now this man slapped him again and slapped Zhang Dianlin until he fainted.

The man saw Zhang Dianlin's head drooping, and hurriedly walked over and took a breath. When he found that he was still breathing, he ordered his men to loosen his bonds and take him to the death row.

After his men took Zhang Dianlin away, the people who had gone to trace the whereabouts of Jiulong came back.

"Sir, we followed Mr. Zhang forward. Halfway there, Mr. Zhang suddenly stopped. Then he took out the book and looked at it. He seemed a little confused. I don't know why. Later, the servants from their house drove over.

, pick him up, because we have no right to enter the inner city, so we have to give up." The person following him clearly described all the actions of Jiulong on the street to that person.

The man smacked his lips: "It's funny, I can't even remember my home, but I can't be sent out all the time because of the complicated affairs and my memory is blurred. If you do this, take my Jinyiwei badge and go to Xichang in the outer city,

Find their managers and ask them to assist us with ideas in the inner city. Monitor the Zhang Mansion closely. If there are any abnormalities, report them immediately. Remember not to act rashly."

"Here." After the man took off the Jinyiwei badge from his waist and handed it to his subordinates, the subordinates immediately turned around and left the prison.

He slowly came to the chair, but did not sit down. Instead, he stared at the chair in front of him, frowned slightly, and murmured: "The gust of wind before was really weird, and it made people a little uneasy.

.....”

The carriage galloped all the way and arrived in front of Xuanwu Gate. The soldiers guarding the city saw that it was Master Zhang's carriage and did not dare to check it, but put it directly into the inner city.

Jiulong opened the curtain and looked at the Xuanwu Gate that was getting away. He couldn't help but smile. Sure enough, the title of "Court Minister" was very useful. He could walk around without any questioning. This would provide him with a way to sneak into the palace.

Excellent conditions.

After entering the inner city, the carriage continued to move forward. It took about a quarter of an hour for the carriage to slowly stop, and finally stopped in front of a red lacquer gate.

"Master, we're home." The servant got out of the car, moved the stool down, and waited for Jiulong to get off.

"Oh, okay." Jiulong opened the curtain, stepped out of the carriage, and walked slowly down on the stool. Don't tell me, Jiulong now feels a bit like he did when he was on his eastward tour.

Looking at the red lacquer gate and the high walls on both sides in front of him, Jiulong sighed secretly. He was worthy of being an important minister of the dynasty. The place he lived in was different. It was much more grand than his own Mausoleum of King Qin.

After the servant loaded the stool onto the carriage, he ran to the red-lacquered door, held the door knocker and clicked it three times, then shouted inside: "Please open the door, the master has returned!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the red-lacquered door opened with a sound, and dozens of sergeants wearing golden helmets and armor holding swords ran out from behind the door.

Seeing this group of menacing sergeants, Jiulong thought that his identity had been revealed, and secretly started fighting with his hands behind his back, waiting for things to change after a while, and then immediately launched an attack.

It turned out that Jiulong was scaring himself this time. After the sergeants came out of the courtyard, they automatically divided into two teams and lined up on both sides. Then they all shouted in unison with their hands clasped in fists: "Welcome Mr. Zhang back home!"

Jiulong smiled slightly, took back the energy that he almost let out, and walked slowly into the courtyard.

After hearing the news of Zhang Dianlin's return, Zhang Dianlin's wife and children came out to greet him: "I welcome you back home."

Jiulong smacked his lips when he saw Zhang Dianlin's wife. Zhang Dianchen looked almost sixty years old. He didn't expect to marry a young and beautiful wife who looked only in her twenties. Times have changed, but people have never changed.

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"No need to be polite, I ate less along the way and was in a hurry to go home after entering the city, so I am very hungry. I wonder if there is food at home?" Jiulong chuckled and motioned for everyone to get up.

Zhang Dianlin's wife walked to Jiulong's side, wrapped her arms around Jiulong's right arm, and said with a smile: "I expected that the master would be hungry, so I asked the kitchen to prepare food early, and it's just right to eat now.

"With that said, she pulled Jiulong towards the inner house.

For some reason, Jiulong felt a little panicked. He felt that this road was not the way to the restaurant, so he asked: "Well, I wonder where Madam is taking me? If I remember correctly, the restaurant has already passed.

Bar?"

The lady pursed her lips and smiled: "You idiot, I have already ordered people to deliver the food to my room. After you finish eating, you can just sleep in my place."

The corner of Jiulong's mouth twitched, and he understood in his heart what was going to happen next, and he hoped it wouldn't be a conspiracy.

Let’s not talk about the smooth entry into Zhang’s Mansion from Kowloon, but let’s talk about Li Minghao and his group.

After they left Weiyang City, they headed north along the main road. After the convoy drove out of Weiyang Mountain, the convoy sent by the Weiyang branch stopped and turned back. There were only a dozen or so vehicles in their group left on the road.

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After driving for a long time, Li Minghao yawned: "After walking for a long time, there are only fields and mountains, or forests. How come you don't even see a serious city?"

Liu Zhida had just made a towel and put it on his toes. He looked around, smiled and said: "You said this, it's normal. Actually, after leaving Weiyang Mountain, the climate here is different from ours.

It's different on the other side. It's cold, the weather is unpredictable, and crops are hard to grow, so there are very few people. However, there are some cities in the distance, but they were basically built by the officers and soldiers sent by the imperial court.

Its purpose is to guard northern Xinjiang."

"So that's it." Li Minghao nodded slightly, "Isn't this what your father told you?"

Liu Zhida was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Of course, my father told me this. Didn't I tell you? My father knows a lot of things. Sometimes I am curious about who he is."

"Let's not talk about your father, how is the injury on your foot now?" Li Minghao smiled slightly. According to what Liu Zhida said so far, his father is definitely not an ordinary person, otherwise how could he know so many things.

Liu Zhida picked up the towel and took a look: "It's much better. I don't want it to be so swollen when I first opened it. I said you are the same. Can the canopy ruler be used to greet people?"

"Well, I originally thought about going to Northeast Wujia. There are many mountain spirits here, so I made this for self-defense. In order to prevent it from being too powerful, I weakened it a little, but I didn't expect it to be still so powerful."

Li Minghao sighed softly, guessing that the canopy ruler was useless.

"Forget it, I don't blame you anymore, it's not a big deal anyway."

At this moment, the car in front suddenly stopped. Li Minghao stepped on the brakes quickly. Liu Zhida didn't pay attention and hit his head on the center console.
Chapter completed!