In the silent starry night, the two-horse carriage set off from the gate of Hidden Dragon Palace for the Palace of Han Dynasty.
In the carriage with oil lamp, when Han Ling recalled Zhao Gao's dead face, he felt like laughing. Although the commission of Hidden Dragon Palace was not cheap, the service was really good.
He smiled as he looked at the table beside him. There were three boxes, two long and one short. He reached out and gently opened the covers of the two sword boxes. A chill gradually rose, revealing two thin swords, one purple and one blue, that were exactly the same shape. They looked like long needles, and even the ends of the hilts had spear-like spikes.
The twin swords and the twins were a perfect match. Han Ling chuckled and took out one of the blue swords. From the thin blade, small words appeared. Reincarnation, forged by the daughter of the famous teacher Ou Yezi, Mo Xie, from the essence of Kunlun. The sword is called Soul Cry, a soft sword, worth 70,000 gold.
So it was a sword forged by Moxie. Han Ling looked at the delicate sword in admiration. Suddenly, he noticed something strange on the hilt. There was an unnoticeable slit between the tip of the sword and the hilt.
He pinched the end of the spike and exerted a little force. The crack suddenly loosened a little. Han Ling smiled slightly. There was actually a hidden mystery behind it.
The force in his hand was once again absorbed. With a light sound of the chain, the spike miraculously separated from the sword hilt, pulling out a fine long chain. Under the light of the lamp, the chain that was as delicate as a silver snake connected the sword body of the thin handle and the spike into two weapons, one big and one small.
The thin sword attacked, while the chain blade interfered and restrained. The two complemented each other. Han Ling praised. It was indeed true that women were clever.
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The carriage gradually slowed down, and a faint voice came from outside the bamboo curtain," Tenth Young Master, we have arrived at the Han Palace."
The coachman opened the bamboo curtain and waited quietly. Han Ling got off the carriage with the three boxes, and the other carriage next to him stopped. Han Fei was helped down by the coachman with a drunk face. His footsteps were unsteady, and he was still shouting," Good wine, good wine, hey, Old Ten…" How did you…It became three people?"
Did this guy drink alcohol?! Han Ling quickly turned to look at the box that the coachman had brought down from the car. The contents of the glass bottle were already a little less. It was true. If this thing was drunk by a master like Jing Ke, it would not be so unbearable.
Shaking his head, he raised his hand to summon three Imperial Army guards on duty in the Palace of Han to send him back. Han Ling then handed the box to one of the remaining guards and headed back to his Young Master's Residence.
Passing by the palace gate, he saw the lights in the main hall from afar, and he could vaguely see people moving around.
Han Ling paused for a moment and pretended not to know anything as he asked the Imperial Army soldiers behind him," It's already so late. Why are there still so many officials in the palace?”
The imperial guard held the box with both hands and lowered his head as he replied," The Tenth Young Master might not know this, but today, His Majesty sent two princes to escort the military pay out of the city. Unexpectedly, the military pay was stolen as soon as they arrived at the Soul Break Valley. When the two princes returned, they claimed that it was the ghost soldiers who caused trouble. His Majesty did not believe this, so he sent people to gather officials into the palace overnight to discuss this matter."
As they spoke, two more figures walked in from not far away from the palace gate. One was old and the other ugly. They had quite an imposing manner, and each of them was followed by two soldiers who sent messages.
The imperial guard behind Han Ling said softly,"It's Lord Zhang and General Ji."
Glancing at Ji Wuye, who seemed to be unaware of what had happened in the cave, Han Ling chuckled and turned around to leave. Unlike other powerful officials, Ji Wuye was able to hold a high position. His battle achievements and strength were indeed extraordinary. He had once blocked the Qin army, the leader of the seven kingdoms, in the west, and resisted the invasion of the Chu Kingdom, which was several times stronger than Han Ling in the south. His strength could be seen from the information obtained by the appraisal technique just now.
Name: Ji Wuye (Level 85)
[Identity: Korea's General (Charm 10, Charm only increases towards those who bow and scrape, flattery)]
[Abilities: Military Tempering Technique, Eight Feet Blade Technique, Art of War (80)]
[Attributes: Strength 81, Agility 72, Constitution 88, Charisma 67 (originally 57)]
Han Ling chuckled. He did not know that Lord Anping and Lord Longquan had taken such a big risk, but when Ji Wuye told them that their salaries had disappeared, would they think that Ji Wuye wanted to take it all for himself and then fight each other?
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The main hall of the Han King's palace was brightly lit, casting a shadow. Many civil and military officials in disheveled clothes stood on both sides of the hall. They were submissive and did not dare to speak, as if everyone's hearts were shrouded in gray.
Only Ji Wuye and Zhang Kedi remained calm. There was even a sneer in Ji Wuye's eyes, as if his plot was about to succeed.
Han Wangan sat in front of the table on the high platform with an extremely ugly expression, like the dark-colored robe he was wearing. Losing this batch of military pay was a small matter, but to make up for the gap, it was a big matter to reduce the daily expenses and pay again.
King Han said in a deep voice," Ghost soldiers borrowing the path is simply nonsense! I think there must be bandits causing trouble. Who can try this case?”
Ji Wuye sneered and took a step forward. He lowered his head and cupped his hands. He glanced at a minister behind him and said," Your Majesty, I think that Minister Yao Feng is quite talented and should be able to take up this post."
He opened his eyes wide. Yao Feng was someone he had personally promoted. Although he was talented, he was good at documents and laws. How could he have handled the ghost soldier case? Ji Wuye clearly had ulterior motives!
King Han looked at Yao Feng and nodded." Alright, Yao Feng. This is not a small matter. I'll give you 15 days to solve this case. You must solve this case!”
Ji Wuye lowered his head and sneered. Why did he need fifteen days? He would die in one day!
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