Chapter 113 Obtaining the Magical Weapon: Fengyue Baojian
When Shen Juan returned with the saber, he could not hide the excitement in his eyes. Seeing Zhao Duan's thoughtful expression, he couldn't help but cautiously said: "My lord, are our brothers' hands not heavy enough? Otherwise, if my subordinates catch up with me, we will not be able to do it again." Beat him up? Or if you're worried about trouble, let's wait until night, change into plain clothes, and go block that He Sicheng..."
Zhao Duan came back from his thoughts, glanced at him, and said angrily:
"I want you not to be timid when encountering trouble, but I don't mean to look for trouble."
The second generation of Lihuatang lay flat on his back and smiled, with a slight natural curl, and a flattering smile on his face with dark circles under his eyes:
"The main thing is that He doesn't give you face... We can't be angry."
Being prickly doesn't mean being stupid.
Just now, a group of people in Jinyi punched and kicked each other, causing the opponent's nose and face to be bruised and swollen.
But they were all hitting people with the back of the knife, and there was no real use of the knife to draw blood.
What Zhao Duan was thinking about was not this. He asked:
"How much do you know about He Sicheng? About him and Princess Yunyang?"
Shen Juan was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and said:
"I don't know much, I just remember that He Si Cheng should be the direct descendant of the Minister of Dali Temple. As for him and Princess Yunyang... there are indeed some rumors in the public that the two seem to be having an affair. Why do you ask about this, sir?"
What a concubine... Zhao Duan was speechless.
Therefore, it is also terrible for women to take revenge.
Princess Yunyang, whom he had not yet met and had only glanced at her thighs, sent two concubines on the bed to find trouble in just one morning.
"What kind of school is this? Am I surrounded by princess concubines?" Zhao Duan complained.
However, compared to Xia Jianghou, He Zheng's rank was more than a step lower.
Especially the last paragraph can be understood as a threat.
But conversely, it can also be interpreted as "passing the blame."
"Did he deliberately reveal to me that the person behind him was Princess Yunyang... or was it a deterrent? Or was it to cover up his nature of taking credit? It's not important..."
Zhao Duan shook his head.
Compared to this pawn-like figure, what he really has to be wary of is Princess Yunyang's subsequent methods.
"Troublesome woman." He was a little irritated.
Due to the identity of the other party's clan, he could not use tricks to defeat him like other enemies.
For the time being, we can only adopt tactics and tactics, and remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing situations.
"It's okay," Zhao Duan shook his head and said without explanation:
"Where are the prisoners and the stolen goods?"
Shen Juan and other subordinates hurriedly invited him into this private house.
As soon as the young man entered the courtyard, he saw a middle-aged man who looked like a businessman tied up with colorful flowers on the stone table.
His mouth was gagged and he whined.
There were several large boxes scattered around. Zhao Duan opened them and glanced at them. Most of them were scattered silver and copper coins, as well as a mess of account books and letters.
and messy and miscellaneous objects.
"Sir, this person should be handling business for the rebel party. It costs money to keep the branches of the Kuangfu Society running in various places. On the surface, this thief is a small pawn shop businessman, but in fact, he is secretly working for the rebel party."
Shen Juan explained:
"These are all found, and we haven't had time to conduct a detailed inventory yet."
Zhao Duan nodded with satisfaction, reached out and took off the rag from the merchant's mouth, and the latter cursed: "Pseudo emperor's lackey, scum traitor, you and I... woo woo!"
After stuffing the rag back, Zhao Duan's mood was waning, and he waved his hand and said:
"Take it down, it will make people upset."
A man in Jinyi smiled evilly, picked up the latter and punched him in the stomach. The middle-aged businessman who swore obscenities bowed like a shrimp and was sweating in pain.
"When you go to prison, let's see if you still have a bad mouth?"
After the others were dragged down, Zhao Duan looked around the small courtyard:
"That's all?"
Shen Juan suddenly said: "Sir, please come with me."
Mysterious... Zhao Duan was suspicious and entered the main house with him.
But I saw the subordinate glanced furtively at the rotten salted fish, reached into his arms, and took out a small silver mirror: "My lord, please see, this thing was picked out from the pile of pawned antiques by my humble duty. If I am not mistaken, , should be a 'township'."
Town object?
The "magic weapon" used by the warlock?
Zhao Duanyu remembers that the priest Jin Jian once gave him a popular science, saying that "zhenwu" is a magic weapon with special abilities.
Strictly speaking, the "Edict Talisman" given to him by Zhang Yanyi also counts.
The Golden Crow Flying Knife is a magical weapon specially used by warriors. Although it can change in size, it does not contain "magic" inside and is not considered a weapon.
However, Zhao Duan still likes to call it a "magic weapon" based on habit.
"Are you sure?" Zhao Duan raised his eyebrows and expressed interest. Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise.
Shen Juan smiled and said, "My lord, you will know it at a glance."
Zhao Duan lowered his head and looked at it. The small silver mirror was not big, less than the width of a palm.
It is round in shape, with a simple and exquisite shape, and the surrounding frame is engraved with mysterious patterns.
The four characters "Fengyue Baojian" are clearly imprinted on the back.
"This name..." Zhao Duan had a strange expression on his face, always feeling that it was not serious.
Next to him, Shen Juan said enthusiastically:
"This object is recorded in the books that collect artifacts from all over the world in our imperial library. It is of a type that can be used by ordinary people."
There are two types of magic weapons. One type can only be driven by warlocks, such as the staff in Jin Jian's hand.
The other type has much fewer restrictions, such as talismans.
Are there any books in the imperial edict that record the town’s objects? ...Zhao Duan said he learned.
I secretly thought that I should go out and replenish my knowledge when I have time, so that I would not be able to recognize the treasure when I see it in the future.
"How to use this thing?"
He played curiously and tried to cross the aspirator, but the mirror only glowed slightly.
Shen Juan explained: "As long as you hold this object and contemplate the person you are looking for, the mirror will show what the person is doing... However, we are not warlocks and cannot use it frequently. We can only use it a few times a day at most. , it will consume all the mana in the mirror.
You need to wait for a while to allow it to recover on its own... In addition, the distance of the person visualizing, the level of cultivation... etc. will all affect the success or failure.
If you use it to detect powerful people, it will be very easy to be targeted in reverse... I think it is used by the rebels to detect intelligence..."
Ah, isn't this function just "clairvoyance" plus "peeping"?
It felt even more unseemly... Zhao Duan slandered.
The first thought that came to my mind was to visualize what Zhenbao was doing, but when I heard that it would be traced back by a strong person, I was immediately frightened.
After thinking for a while, he tried to recall the appearance of "Zhuang Xiaocheng" in his mind.
The surface of the mirror rippled slightly, then returned to calm.
It failed...yes, it must be too far away...Zhao Duan was slightly disappointed.
He thought for a moment and tried to recall his stepmother in his mind.
This time, the water on the mirror rippled, slowly showing a dynamic picture.
Inside Zhao's house.
Eugene Hua was half squatting in the room, with two iron basins, one large and one small, placed in front of him. The small basin was placed in the big basin, separated by water.
Next to her was a bag of saltpeter bought by a servant.
At this moment, the beautiful and plump stepmother hesitated, rolled up her sleeves, bent down to pour the white saltpeter into the basin, and tried to follow Zhao Duan's instructions to make ice cubes.
Eugene flower bent over so much that the skirt on her body was overwhelmed.
Let me just say that the warlock who made this magic weapon is definitely not serious...
Zhao Duan took a deep breath, turned the mirror upside down with his backhand, put it into his arms, and said calmly: "This object is very useful in investigating the case, so I will keep it for the time being."
Shen Juan could only vaguely see a woman's figure in the mirror.
But before he could see it clearly, Zhao Duan stopped looking. He was slightly disappointed and said with a smile:
"What mirror? My subordinates searched this place but never saw any mirror."
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Russian qing.
Qian Kerou drove the car and arrived late. Zhao Duan waved his hand and took the rebels back to Lihuatang together with the stolen goods.
Leave it to your subordinates for trial and investigation.
noon.
In the capital, Feng Ju, the head of the Literary and Selection Department of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, left the Yamen.
He ordered the carriage to stop far away in the alley and walked quickly on a secluded street alone.
Mr. Feng, who is over forty this year, has a slim appearance and a typical scholarly temperament. His expression is anxious, and his brows are filled with deep uneasiness and urgency.
As the first official who was formally deceived by Zhao Duan in order to make a comeback at the beginning of Zhao Duan's time travel, Feng Ju's life was a wonderful one.
At first, he was invited by Zhao Duan to the center of the lake, and in a black awning boat, he made a plan to "catch and bite the Prime Minister".
Feng Ju thought he was acting under the emperor's orders, so he drank a jar of wine at home. Then he plucked up the courage, splashed ink and wrote down the biting paper.
Then, the empress issued a decree, and Feng Ju was temporarily controlled by the Metropolitan Procuratorate as a "tainted witness."
Next, there was more than ten days of pulling and fighting.
During this period, he was repeatedly interrogated by different censors and was exhausted mentally and physically.
Fortunately, the end result is good.
The empress gave an oral instruction, saying that it was extremely rare for Feng Ju to commit a crime and perform meritorious service, so he retained his official position and was only fined three months' salary as a punishment.
On the surface it is punishment, but in reality it is not.
After Feng Ju returned to the official staff, he was quickly introduced by the "imperial party" and entered the circle loyal to the empress.
He revealed openly and secretly that when the recent turmoil passed, he would be promoted and put in a more important position.
Let’s talk about the fifth rank first. If we perform well in the future, it is not hopeless that the vacancy of the fourth rank senior officer will be available.
Colleagues around him also got wind of it and flattered him.
Feng Ju is proud of the spring breeze, and these days can be described as nourishing.
But I didn't expect that disaster would fall from the sky today.
long street.
Feng Ju walked straight into a quiet teahouse, walked upstairs, and arrived at the reserved private room.
"Dong dong dong, it's me, Old Feng." He knocked on the door.
The box door opened, revealing the face of another scholar of similar age and slightly fat figure.
He frowned, looked around, pulled the person in, and closed the door.
In the private room, sitting next to the low tea table was another middle-aged man wearing a futou, who looked like a Confucian scholar and behaved calmly.
The fat scholar said:
"Brother Bo, why did you hurriedly summon us to the gathering today?"
"Bo Chang" is Feng Ju's cousin. The two people in front of him are Feng Ju's close friends, former classmates, and colleagues who are officials in the government.
Sitting next to the tea table, the middle-aged man wearing a futou also said curiously:
"These days, Brother Bo, your career is going smoothly. What happened to make you look like this?"
Feng Ju's eyes were slightly bloodshot and his face was ashen. He looked around at his two close friends and squeezed out words through his teeth: "Brother Zigu, brother Changfeng... my little girl has been kidnapped!"
What?
The two people in the room looked at each other and became serious:
"You mean, Lianlian was kidnapped? What's going on?"
Feng Ju took a deep breath, as if trying to control his emotions.
He walked straight to the tea table and sat down. He drank two cups of tea on the table in one breath and then said expressionlessly:
"It's Marquis Xia Jiang! He sent a servant to deliver a message to me, saying that he wanted me to report that it was Zhao Duan who forced me to falsely accuse Li Yanfu. If I don't comply, there will be no hope that Lian Lian will come back safe and sound."
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(End of this chapter)