After The Empress Acended To The Throne, I Was Forcefully Made His Greatness

The black-faced man nodded, "It is indeed Zhang Xiang who said he wants to see you, but he has something to do temporarily, so let me talk to you."

Zuo Daoqi understood that it was not his identity as a fake eunuch who was exposed, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "What are you talking about?"

The black-faced man ignored Zuo Daoqi's question, just stood up, walked around the room, and said, "This used to be the place where the Demon Slayer of the Demon Slaying Mansion gave away the tokens of demons and evil spirits to repay their merits."

No wonder I felt uncomfortable when I entered this room.

Zuo Dodge took a serious look at the various utensils around him, no wonder he always felt that these instruments of torture were not for human use, who could stand such a thick thing.

It was a rope about the thickness of an adult's arm.

However, I am also curious, why the merits of the Exorcist Department should be reported to the Shangshu Mansion. The Demon Slaying Mansion has the ability to reward and punish. For too important meritorious deeds, the Demon Slaying Mansion should report directly to the emperor. Shangshufu,

The specification of Monster Slaying Mansion should not be worse than that of Shangshu Mansion, right?

The big black-faced man started to walk, and motioned for Zuo Dodge to follow. The yard looked small, but he didn't expect the area inside to be really big.

Going further in, you can see things similar to merit cards.

Each merit card is engraved with a person's birth and death year and deeds.

The black-faced boy didn't lie to him, they were all from the Monster Slayer Mansion.

[Song Ren]: In the third year of Yuanji's reign, he entered the mansion, organized the first-class deacon of the Yin Division, and killed a hundred beasts and demons in Jiuhua Mountain, Huzhou. In his achievements, it was recorded that there were seven evildoers in the immortal way, and sixty-one martial arts madmen...

[Cui Xiao]: Entered the government in the second year of Yuanji, the first-class deacon of the Department of Exorcism, and destroyed the remnants of ghosts and Buddhas outside the capital city. It is recorded in the merits that there were thirteen Buddhist scumbags and seventy-nine martial arts madmen...

...

The black face pointed to the tablets in the lobby, "What do you think of this place?"

The smile on Zuo Dodge's face disappeared, and the records on this tablet are all dead...

Because under each medal of meritorious service, it is written the year of birth and death of each person, from birth... to death.

"They're great."

The black-faced man nodded, "I also think they are great."

Going forward, it is even darker, but it does not have the strange and frightening atmosphere outside.

Zuo Daoqi knew that this was a place where many evil spirits died. He hadn't eaten his breath, so he couldn't see the energy here, but he could feel that the Yin energy here was very heavy.

The deepest part is strange, without that strong yin energy.

On the contrary, there is a kind of heart-warming power, as if there is something in the depths, suppressing all those immortal evil spirits.

This is an ancestral hall called Zhenxie Temple, and the people enshrined in it are officials of the Monster Slayer Mansion who are more senior than the tablets outside just now.

At the bottom of the ancestral hall, there is a wooden platform with a poem engraved on it.

'The Jin Temple is majestic and bestowed with imperial edicts, and the family and country in the world receive the same kindness.

There are no ghosts to rely on in the Zhenxie Temple, and the Qilin's first work is jointly planned. '

Zuo Dodge curled his lips slightly. My evaluation is that the level of this poem is not as good as Taibai.

It's just that when I saw that there was a signature under the verse, I immediately changed my mind.

"Good poem, this poem is really the most tragic and stirring poem in the ages, and it's the best work of a co-planned unicorn."

The black-faced man looked sideways slightly, "Zhang Xiang doesn't like others to brag about him."

Zuo Daoqi's eyes widened, "This poem was actually written by Zhang Xiang? I thought it was written by the sages of Confucianism."

He danced with excitement, as if seeing the pursuit in his life.

Well…

The black-faced man was a little speechless, and continued, "The Exorcist of the Demon Slaying Mansion has always wanted to welcome this Zhenxie Temple back, and Zhang Xiang also agreed, and wrote a poem specially to suppress Yin Qi. Zhang Xiang said that you have a brilliant literary talent. , do you want to try it?"

Zuo Dodge froze for a moment, let's forget about this kind of thing.

If he copied... wrote a poem, and the Exorcist really welcomed Zhenxie Temple back, wouldn't this overshadow Zhang Xiang's limelight?

In officialdom, don't do things that overwhelm the leader, even if you can do it well, you have to pretend that you can't do it well.

He looked at the black-faced man, "Ms. Zhang is absurd, but I don't dare to take it. I just read a few words as the Ninth Prince's companion."

The black-faced man didn't expect him to write well, and he didn't understand either.

He nodded and said, "Yes."

Zuo Daoqi knew that it seemed that Zhang Weizheng really couldn't be seen today, and the black-faced boy took him to the ancestral hall and dismissed him.

However, he knew that the black-faced man was a strong martial artist, so he cupped his fists, "Thank you, Lord Jin Ling. I don't know the name of Lord Jin Ling?"

The black-faced man closed his eyes, then opened them again, with light shining from his eyes, looking at the tablet in the ancestral hall, with complicated emotions, "My name is...Gongsun Yong."

Zuo Dodge stood in awe.

It turned out that he was Gongsun Yong.

The three practices do not focus on body training, so there are usually recruited warriors as bodyguards.

Even the most noble Xuanmen orthodox sect, there are also dedicated martial arts practitioners in the sect.

This is also the status quo of the practice system in the world today. All those with high thresholds despise warriors, a practice system with almost no threshold, but they all like to bring a few warriors by their side.

Gongsun Yong was Zhang Weizheng's bodyguard a long time ago.

It's just that as Zhang Weizheng's official position became higher and his cultivation level became deeper, he no longer needed guards, but the name used by Gongsun was still very resounding.

Because Zuo Daoqi used Zhang Weizheng's name before, he took the time to learn about Zhang Weizheng's past, which can be regarded as preparation.

"It turns out that my lord is the old Gongsun who killed the gods, who kills ghosts and Buddhas, so it is useless to say that Gongsun is useless."

Gongsun shook his head slightly, "It's just the past."

At this moment, footsteps came from outside the house, Gongsun Yong walked out, Zuo Daoqi did not move.

After a while, Gongsun Yong came in, with a strange expression on his face, and said, "You are lucky, Zhang Xiang has returned from the palace."

Gongsun Yong walked forward, Zuo Daoqi followed behind.

After leaving the courtyard, head directly to the atrium of Shangshu Mansion Yamen, the highest Weimin Building.

Gongsun used the left Dodge, so there was no need for a pass.

It was just that when he came to the top floor, he asked Zuo Dodge to wait outside the door. He wanted to go in first to see if Zhang Weizheng was busy.

Zhang Weizheng was sitting in the room. He was standing there, looking at the scenery outside the window, and turned his head when he heard footsteps behind him.

"How about it?"

Gongsun Yong nodded slightly, "This person is quite honest, I chatted with him a few times, it's pretty good."

He was indeed quite satisfied with Zuo Daoqi's attitude. Zuo Daoqi first answered his identity honestly and did not think about concealing it. The memorial tablets are respectful and bowed, which is regarded as a courtesy.

In just a few words, the black-faced man assessed Zuo Daoqi several times.

Zhang Weizheng smiled, "So, you think he is unwise?"

The black-faced man did not answer.

Zhang Weizheng continued, "Do you know that His Majesty just summoned me and asked me to do something?"

"Your Majesty wants to form the Zaoyi Office with people from the clan's mansion and master eunuchs from the palace."

Gongsun didn't understand what this meant, he was just a martial artist, with a confused face, waiting for Zhang Weizheng's explanation.