The Empress's First Running Dog

Chapter 83 Zhao Duan walks drunkenly on the night road, the old master arrives on earth

"Never." A eunuch whispered:

"Your Majesty has left behind twelve jars of wine since you and Envoy Zhao ascended the tower."

Mo Zhaorong's face changed slightly. She knew that Xu Zhen was drinking in Guanwang Tower and was only slightly tipsy.

This is rare today.

I cannot even imagine what it would be like if I was drunk and given the upper hand by that treacherous villain.

……

Looking upstairs, there was a mess of cups and plates.

"Your Majesty, the wine is all gone." Zhao Duan said, holding the empty wine jar.

This means that this gathering has come to an end.

Under the light, Xu Zhenguan's complexion was a little red, but as she exhaled a deep breath, the strong smell of alcohol disappeared.

The drunkenness on the empress's face disappeared visibly, and her eyes became much clearer.

At this moment, clouds gathered in the sky, blocking the bright moon.

"Forget it, let's stop here today."

She said calmly, then looked at the little imperial guard who was no longer fully awake, and said with a smile:

"Your contribution in bringing down Pei Kaizhi cannot be ignored. Have you thought about what reward you want?"

Didn't you ask me to think about it carefully before? Why are you asking me... Zhao Duan said:

"Your Majesty, please decide on the reward."

His cultivation was progressing steadily and he did not need to replenish his resources for the time being. He also had not yet mastered the Flying Golden Crow Knife, so he really could not think of anything for the moment.

After the empress woke up, she regained her former graceful and dignified appearance and said with a smile:

"Earlier in the Imperial Study, Lord Yuan recommended you to me and asked for a job for you.

With your intelligence and means, it would be a pity to keep you in Baima Prison. It just so happens that the Imperial Court Lihua Hall is short of a 'Ji Si'. I wonder if you are interested?"

What? The Imperial Court?

Zhao Duan shuddered and became full of energy.

I realized that I was going to get promoted!

As far as he knew, the imperial yamen was headed by the governor Ma Yan, who had nine branches under his jurisdiction.

Named after different flowers, Lihua Hall is one of them.

The position of Jisi is the chief officer of the gang, who has a group of Jinyi officers under his command and belongs to the rank of military officers.

His rank is not high, but his power is terrifying.

He monitored all officials and arrested people and confiscated their properties at will.

If Ma Yan is the "King of Hell" and Jinyi Xiaowei is the "little devil", then Jisi is the backbone of the Hall of Hell.

Zhao Du'an repeatedly defeated officials, and his actions overlapped with the functions of the imperial yamen.

If you can become a law enforcement officer, you can do your work openly and have more opportunities to make meritorious deeds.

The power in their hands will also be greater.

Of course, correspondingly, the attention received and the enemies faced are also incomparable to the past.

Bang bang... Zhao Duan's heart was beating wildly, but he did not answer immediately. Instead, he said carefully:
"Given my qualifications, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to parachute into the police department."

According to him, it would be reasonable to be transferred to a "deputy position".

Direct corrections are bound to make people dissatisfied.

Especially since he has a bad reputation...

Xu Zhenguan glanced at him and asked, "Are you scared?"

Zhao Duan said seriously:

"The main reason is that I can't bear to leave my colleagues in Baima Prison, and I still want to work beside Your Majesty."

The envoys of the Baima Supervisory Office have the privilege of entering and leaving the imperial palace, but the Zhaoya Jisi do not. He is weighing the pros and cons.

Sly guy...Xu Zhenguan snorted and said:
"You will not lose your position as the White Horse Prisoner. Go to the Imperial Court and serve as the Chief of Police. If you do not do well or if a better candidate is found, you can come back."

Phew, so it's "temporary police chief", that makes sense...

Moreover, Zhao Duan had no reason to refuse since he was both an envoy and a police inspector, and could attack or defend.
"In this case, I am willing to give it a try!"

At this point, he also understood:
What was the gift that Yuan Li promised to give him if he did a good job?

Xu Zhenguan nodded with satisfaction and said:

"But, I'm not asking you to be the police officer for nothing. I want you to do one more thing."

"What's the matter?"

"Try to find the rebels from the Kuangfu Society hiding in the imperial court." Xu Zhenguan said coldly.

In the case of Zhuang Xiaocheng, Zhao Duan judged that there might be traitors hiding inside the imperial court.

During this period of time, Ma Yan tried and searched again and again, but to no avail.

Either the judgment is wrong, or it is hidden too deeply.

The Empress sighed:

"I trust Ma Yan, but he has been in the imperial court for too long, and all his subordinates were promoted by him. It is inevitable that he was confused by the situation, and he is not good at scheming..."

What do you mean? So I am a scheming villain... Zhao Duan was innocent. "As an outsider, you may be able to see things more clearly," Xu Zhenguan said, "If you can find out the thief, I will give you another favor."

Zhao Duan said solemnly: "I will do my best."

Xu Zhenguan nodded and said:

"I am tired, so I will go back to the palace first. You can go home by yourself."

I don’t mind staying overnight in the palace… Zhao Duan said with peace of mind, but he also knew it was unrealistic.

The dragon chariot was even less suitable to send him back.

"Your Majesty, please wait."

Seeing Xu Zhenguan was about to leave, he remembered something and took out a porcelain bottle with body temperature from his inner pocket and presented it with both hands:

"Your Majesty, I have no way to repay your kindness, so I have specially invented this rose scented dew. Your Majesty can sprinkle it on your clothes, and the fragrance of flowers will linger wherever you walk, sit or lie down."

Xu Zhenguan was stunned.

Her beautiful eyes stared at the porcelain bottle in his hand for a moment, and finally she raised her hand and grasped the neck of the bottle with her slender fingers.

Didn't try, just said:
"Have a heart."

……

When Zhao Duan walked down the Tianzi Tower alone.

I saw "Big Ice" Mochou leading the crowd forward and looking around suspiciously: "Where is His Majesty?"

Zhao Duan yawned and pointed to the sky: "Your Majesty has returned to the palace first."

As a great monk, the empress already had the ability to walk in the air and control the wind.

"Someone, go up and clean up the leftovers."

Mo Zhaorong turned around and gave an order, and immediately a group of eunuchs swarmed up the stairs. When she wanted to ask in detail what the emperor had said to him.

But he found that Zhao Duan had left.

……

……

The night is quiet, the wind blows the clouds away, covering the bright moon.

The streets of the capital also seemed dark and deserted.

Zhao Duan was full and drunk, so he tried to force the alcohol out of his pores as he walked, but found that he failed.

His cultivation is far inferior to that of the empress.

Once the alcohol enters the stomach, if it is not expelled for a long time, it cannot be forced out.

When he was upstairs, he only felt slightly tipsy, but when the cold wind blew, Zhao Duan was shocked to find that he was really drunk.

"Oh no! In my previous life, I blocked the drinking for my boss and trained myself to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. But in this life, I have a different body."

Zhao Duan felt that he had made a mistake.

The aftereffects of the alcohol were surging, my mind was gradually becoming hazy, and I walked towards home relying only on my memory.

Before I knew it, a snack street appeared in front of me, with shops on both sides supporting a network of interwoven awnings.

Some shops were closed, but some were still open.

The red lanterns hanging under the eaves, the drooping wine flags, and the floating aroma made Zhao Duan somewhat excited.

He stepped into a soup and noodle shop and threw out a string of copper coins from his sleeve:
"Give me a bowl of hangover soup!"

Soon, an old laugh came from beside me:
"I just have one bowl left here. If you don't mind, I'll give it to you."

Zhao Duan turned around suddenly and opened his eyes.

In the dim light, I saw an old man sitting at a square table under the awning.

He was wearing an extremely ordinary long gown, but had a tall stature which was rare in the Dayu Dynasty.

It is hard to tell his age, but his long beard and eyebrows, which are pure white without any other colors, show that he is quite old.

Her face was ruddy, and her slightly narrow eyes looked down at him gently, as if examining him.

Zhang Yan looked at Zhao Duan.

Zhao Duan also looked at Zhang Yanyi.

In the streets at night, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Finally, Zhao Duan took a step forward and sat down opposite the old Taoist priest.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the bowl of steaming hot hangover soup in front of him, which was cooked to perfection.

"Old man, are you waiting for me?"

Zhao Duan quietly clenched his fists, his nails piercing into his flesh, using the pain to forcibly drive away the drunkenness and regain clarity from his foggy mind.

The muscles all over his body were tense beneath his clothes, the warrior's mind was alerted and his qi sea was quietly roaring.

Like an enemy.

Zhang Yan smiled and said slowly like an ordinary old man:

"I am a mortal, waiting for the right person."

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