Daming: Becoming a Jinyiwei at the beginning

Zhang Qianshan said coldly: "Song Qianhu, are you done searching?"

"You can leave after the search!"

Song Hao shouted coldly: "Come here, open this place!"

"Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find dirty silver for me!"

"Those dirty money must be hidden underground!"

"Also, search the entire Beizhen Fusi, it must be hidden elsewhere."

"Pooh!"

Suddenly, a glob of saliva was spat at Song Hao.

Chai Zhi looked at Song Hao coldly, and said sarcastically: "If my adults are here, how can you allow you to be presumptuous here!"

"Shameless villain!"

"You are also worthy of being the opponent of adults!"

As Jinyiwei, who belonged to Lin Mang's subordinates since he was in charge of Baihu, they have long been accustomed to the way adults behave.

For them, following the adults, they felt that they were Jin Yiwei.

Happy revenge!

Who dared to refuse to accept it, chopped him off with a knife.

When have you been so aggrieved again?

Song Hao's face turned green and pale for a while, as if he had been poked into a sore spot, and became angry from embarrassment: "You dare to insult Shangguan!"

Song Hao walked to Chai Zhi angrily, raised his hand and slapped him down.

"what!"

But the next moment, Song Hao let out a scream, his face terrified.

His palms were all broken, and he fell to the ground, dripping with blood.

This sudden change shocked everyone instantly.

Suddenly, the sound of dull footsteps came slowly from outside the courtyard.

Everyone's eyes looked together.

On the stone steps outside the courtyard, a figure in a silver-white flying fish suit walked slowly with one hand holding the Xiuchun knife.

Dance lightly with the cloak!

Sword eyebrows and star eyes!

Every step that falls is like a thunderbolt falling from the nine heavens.

The invisible sense of oppression swept over like a storm.

Kill God!

In an instant, the whole courtyard was silent.

Everyone looked at the person in disbelief, with horror on their faces.

Song Hao Tong Kong shrank suddenly, and said in horror: "Lin... Mang!"

After the last word fell, his tongue suddenly shattered, and his mouth was full of blood.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Holding the knife in one hand and a head in the other, Lin Mang walked slowly.

For a moment, all the people from Nanzhen Fusi backed away in shock.

No matter how ruthless the words were, they still felt an inexplicable heartache when this famous man in the capital actually stood in front of them.

Lin Mang looked down at Song Hao, and calmly said, "When will it be your turn to take care of my people?"

The cold eyes slowly swept away.

All the people who were guarding Beisi Jinyiwei let go of their hands one after another, their faces chilling.

Lin Mang looked at the sky where the dark clouds gathered, and said calmly, "Where is the Fusi Jinyiwei in Beizhen?"

"exist!"

Chai Zhi took the lead in kneeling on one knee, his eyes were full of passion and madness.

"exist!"

"exist!"

……

Jin Yiwei behind him knelt down one after another and shouted in unison.

There were continuous voices all around, and it seemed a bit chaotic at first, but after a few breaths, hundreds of voices gathered together and pierced through the sky.

Lin Mang chuckled, turned and walked out, his cold words resounded throughout Beizhen Fusi.

"gather!"

"Go to the Criminal Department!"

"If you encounter obstacles, kill without mercy!"

"Follow!

! ”

The high-pitched voice swept up like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

Full of killing spirit!

In the simple words, it seems that thousands of soldiers came to kill with swords, and there seemed to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood in front of them.

On the mountain of corpses, there is a king with a long knife in his hand, exuding a domineering aura that looks down on the world.

Thick evil spirit blows towards the face!

"Zhang Qianshan." Lin Mang suddenly stopped when he walked to the door, and said indifferently, "Be a small flag from now on."

"Study hard, how should this Jin Yiwei be."

"Yes." Zhang Qianshan's lips moved slightly, and he nodded with a complicated expression.

Hearing the voice echoing in his ears, a wry smile appeared on his face.

He knew that he was very responsible for this incident.

In the final analysis, they were afraid of the monstrous power after all, and did not dare to resist.

In the bottom of his heart, why didn't he feel that Lin Mang could not return this time, so he just went along with the situation.

Facing the game of the upper class, how dare they intervene.

No matter how the governor changes, these thousands of households are still thousands of households.

……

Fucaifang——Ministry of Punishment

The Criminal Department, located on Changning Street in Fucaifang, occupies a very wide area.

If there is no Jinyiwei, and the East and West Second Factory, the Ministry of Punishment can be regarded as one of the most powerful departments.

Hundreds of officials in the court, dignitaries, etc., if they commit crimes, they must be reviewed by the Ministry of Punishment.

The Thirteen Qing Officials Division is in charge of thirteen provinces, which is small but powerful.

Even with Jinyiwei now, many cases need to be tried by the three divisions, and the Ministry of punishment cannot be spared.

In this silence,

A loud shout shocked the entire Changning Street.

"Jinyiwei is in charge, and idlers stay away!"

As the words fell, hundreds of Jin Yiwei in flying fish uniforms galloped towards the side of the street.

Horseshoe bursts!

The bluestone floor seemed to be crushed.

The face of the criminal officer standing outside the door on duty changed slightly.

Hundreds of Jinyiwei rode to the gate of the Ministry of Punishment and stood quietly.

After a few breaths, a giant came slowly.

A ferocious aura like a wild beast swept across the field.

Electric arcs rippling under the hooves!

Where Pixiu stepped, a scorched black area was left on the bluestone floor.

Lin Mang approached slowly riding a wild animal, and said coldly, "Bring out Shi Zehuai, the right servant of the Ministry of Punishment."

"Yes!"

Several guards in Jin Yi got off their horses and broke into the compound of the Ministry of Justice with knives on their shoulders.

The yamen servants around wanted to stop it, but seeing the situation outside, they had no choice but to give up.

……

"Who is making noise outside?"

The outside movement quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the Ministry of Punishment.

In the courtyard, Shi Zehuai, the right servant of the Ministry of Punishment, walked out with a frown, and said in a bad tone: "Go and see, who is making noise outside."

The little official who was waiting outside hastily bowed and said, "Yes!"

But just a few steps away, the gate outside the courtyard was kicked open.

Several Jin Yiwei barged into the mansion.

Chai Zhi, who was walking in the front, glanced at Shi Zehuai's clothes and nodded.

"That's right!"

"It's him!"

"take away!"

This sudden change surprised Shi Zehuai.

Even now he doesn't know what happened.

"Presumptuous!" Shi Zehuai snorted coldly, and said coldly, "I am the servant of the Ministry of Punishment. What do you want to do?"

Chai Zhi sneered and said, "You are the one who got caught!"

"Dog officer!"

The moment the adults came back, their backbone seemed to be back again.

Be fearless!

Chai Zhi raised his neck, looked at Shi Zehuai coldly and arrogantly, and said with a sneer, "Let's go, my lord invites you to go."

Shocked and angry, Shi Zehuai asked with a particularly gloomy face, "Who are your lords?"

Chai Zhi immediately cupped his hands to the sky, and said proudly, "Of course it's Mr. Zhenfushi!"

"Come on, you're the only one who talks too much bullshit!"

Chai Zhi put down his hand and urged impatiently.

Shi Zehuai said angrily: "Presumptuous, how can he respect a fourth-rank official, and this official is the servant of the Ministry of Punishment."

Chai Zhi sneered and said, "It's Beizhen Fusi."

"What?" Shi Zehuai exclaimed in shock, his face full of astonishment: "Lin Mang!"

There was a storm in his heart instantly.

How can it be?