Daming: Becoming a Jinyiwei at the beginning

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Jingzhong,

The moment the news came, the capital once again caused a huge commotion.

Of course, a group of censor trolls had to play and curse.

But these words may be useful to Yanguan Qingliu, but they are useless to Jin Yiwei.

Although Lin Mang was out in command, but his identity was Jin Yiwei, if His Majesty didn't speak up, the rest of the officials couldn't do anything about it.

Jin Yiwei was not under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War and the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, and no one could order them to obey their orders except the emperor.

Some people had no choice but to find Yuan Changqing, and Yuan Changqing's solution was very simple, which was a "delay" decision.

In desperation, some dignitaries had to leave Beijing quietly.

They decided to pick up their juniors in person.

Those people staying in Lin Mang's hands are a handle.

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In the restaurant, the gavel suddenly fell, and a storyteller lifted his robe, and said loudly with excitement: "It is said that on that day, when there was a thunderstorm, the envoy of Jin Yiwei beheaded several grandmasters with one blow, What's more, the sky is dim and the earth is dark, and the wind and clouds change color..."

The cafeteria below listened with relish, and some people applauded loudly.

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Dongcheng, Bieyuan,

In the hall, Wang Wenyan looked at the secret report in his hand with a slightly gloomy gaze.

"Why can't you just die!"

Wang Wenyan slapped the secret report with a sharp slap, his face gloomy.

A elixir can only last for five years, and the Valley of the Medicine King is gone, so who can offer him elixirs in the future?

Damn Lin Mang!

Damn Jin Yiwei!

and many more……

A smile suddenly appeared on Wang Wenyan's gloomy face, and he muttered to himself, "The Valley of the Medicine Kings is gone, but they must still have the pills."

There was a chill in his eyes.

Wang Wenyan looked outside the hall and shouted: "Come here, send me a letter."

After saying that, he turned around and came to the desk, and wrote a letter quickly.

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West Factory,

Looking at the secret report just sent, Chen Ju read it carefully, put down the secret report, and said with emotion: "This kid is far beyond my expectation."

Chen Ju sighed.

He just made a way out of a killing round.

Li Jinzhong stood aside, hesitantly said: "Father, do you need me to take someone there?"

"No need." Chen Ju got up and looked out the window, and said calmly, "Since he dared to post this hero post, he must be sure in his heart."

"If this happens, Jin Yiwei's authority will be unlimited from now on."

"If we go, it will affect his plan instead."

"If things work out, my West Factory will be the one to grab the credit."

Li Jinzhong was slightly taken aback.

Soon, he suddenly came to his senses, and said in astonishment, "He doesn't mean he wants to dominate the northern Zhili rivers and lakes, does he?"

Chen Ju turned his head and glanced at Li Jinzhong, shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm afraid that kid's ambition is more than that."

Although Lin Mang was Jin Yiwei, he could not see the slightest awe of power in that guy.

This kind of person is actually the scariest.

Cheng Hongnian used to be a well-behaved person, but this one is not.

He acted more freely.

What that guy would do, even he couldn't guess now.

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The hero feast has begun!

Outside the Valley of the Medicine King, people from the Jianghu kept coming.

But the first thing all the Jianghu visitors saw was the bloody Jingguan outside the valley.

That scene was shocking enough.

Some people whispered, and some turned around and left.

The fierce horse galloped on the official road, setting off smoke and dust all over the sky.

On the official road, an old man and a young man walked slowly. The old man was dressed in tattered clothes and was a veteran in his nineties.

Beside the old man was a young man, about thirteen or fourteen years old, holding a whisk in his arms.

"Master, look over there!" The young man pointed to Jingguan in the distance.

The old Taoist turned his head and glanced at it, and said angrily: "A group of dead heads have good looks, which affects appetite."

"Go, or there will be no seats."

"This is an excellent opportunity to grab a meal."

Suddenly, there was a sound of hoofbeats from behind.

"drive!"

"drive!"

"Step aside!"

There were bursts of shouting from behind, several galloping horses galloped, and a luxurious carriage came rushing from the official road.

Seeing this arrogant posture, some people showed dissatisfaction, but they were quickly pulled away by their companions.

"You don't want to die, this is the carriage of the Nangong family!"

The quacks around kept talking, watching the long-established forces in the Jianghu rush to the Valley of the Medicine King.

In the distance, a group of people dressed as beggars came slowly.

Beggars!

There is also a group of people dressed as literati coming in a carriage.

Lingyun Villa!

On the official road, seven figures with long swords on their backs came.

Someone said in shock: "The Three Musketeers of Changbai Mountain!"

"Even such characters are here!"

"Look, there is the Seven Killing Knife in the distance, Leng Wushang!"

The quacks around showed surprise and exclaimed again and again.

Many important people who are not usually seen have appeared at this moment, and many of them are not even from Beizhili.

Time passed quietly,

The sun is high in the sky!

However, Yaowang Valley has a superior geographical location and is surrounded by trees, so it doesn't feel hot.

In the valley, around the central square, areas have been divided.

There is only a chair in front of the main hall in front of Yaowang Valley.

All around, stood guards in Jin Yi with embroidered spring knives on their waists, their faces were chilling.

After sitting down, all the Jianghu people began to communicate in low voices.

At this moment, a vast bell suddenly sounded in the valley.

"when!"

The melodious sound of the bell overwhelmed the noisy discussion of the crowd.

"Your Majesty the Prosecutor has come to—"

A high-pitched shout sounded suddenly!

The next moment, Jin Yiwei standing all around knelt down on one knee and shouted in unison: "My lord!"

For a moment, the sound of a mountain whistling like a tsunami echoed in the valley.

All the Jianghu people looked subconsciously at the main hall ahead.

From the main hall, a figure dressed in a silver-white flying fish suit, a dark red cloak, and an embroidered spring knife walked out slowly like a dragon walking like a tiger.

Sword eyebrows and star eyes!

As the strong wind blows, the clothes flutter!

That flying fish suit added a bit of majesty to him.

Lin Mang walked to the Grand Master's chair with an indifferent expression, and sat down with great determination.

For a moment, countless eyes turned to Lin Mang with curiosity.

Recently, this person can be said to have stirred up the situation in the entire northern Zhili rivers and lakes.

Someone took a look at Lin Mang, and thought to himself, "This new governor is probably too young."

Many people in the arena are envious.

Although he speaks contemptuously, gaining such a reputation at this age is enough to make many people yearn for it.

Suddenly, there was an untimely belch.

Lin Mang looked sideways slightly.

In the far corner, several disciples of the beggar gang sat around the wine table, gorging themselves without any scruples, and drinking wildly with a wine bottle.

Everyone around looked contemptuous.

Although the Beggars' Gang is known as the largest gang in the world, except for some members of the gang, the rest are unworthy guys.

Don't think that the Beggar Gang is really a famous sect.

A group of beggars gathered together, in the name of a gang, and did a lot of illegal things.

It is impossible for these people to beg for food.

"ax!"

All of a sudden, a knife-cry resounding through the sky exploded out of thin air.

Between the heaven and the earth, there seems to be a vast saber energy emerging.

"Pfft!"

With the sound of blood and flesh being torn apart, more than a dozen disciples of the Beggars' Clan who were still eating haysai stopped their movements one after another.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Heads rolled down one by one.

Blood gushes like injection!

quiet……

At this moment, needles could be heard throughout the valley.