Lord of Deception

Yu Ziqing is in pain now.

He was forced to sort out some theoretical knowledge on calligraphy practice.

However, Lao Yang firmly believed in this, and the village chief regarded it as the truth. People in the village now respected him more and more.

However, he knows some theoretical knowledge about hammers.

Now that I think about it and combine it with what Li Chang has already done, Yu Ziqing can probably remember some of it.

He once said that even if he is a pure mortal body, without refining Qi, refining God, or even refining body, as long as the foundation of the body is strong enough, it doesn't even need to be as strong as it was before Erhan started refining the body.

If you have meticulous control over your body and strength, you can do a lot of things.

For example, running on the water, the water is no more than your knees.

Theoretically, as long as the physical body is strong enough and the control of strength and body is meticulous enough.

So, in theory, it's theoretically true, it's not impossible for a person to walk on the air by pedicure and walk on the air.

The weight of more than one hundred kilograms, stepping on the snow without leaving any footprints, is the foundation.

Embroidery on fragile dead leaves, but the dead leaves do not break, that is an advancement.

Later, I considered that if the physical training has not awakened the magical power of flying, the maneuverability is a bit poor. When encountering flying enemies, it is not easy to turn in mid-air.

Then add the Yunlong Triple Wave. In theory, it can change directions quickly in mid-air...

No matter how high-end it is, when it collides, the forces are mutual, but the force of the rebound can also be used in some way to redirect it again and blast it out, so that not a single bit of power is wasted...

Yu Ziqing stared angrily and started writing things on the paper that he couldn't even do.

It’s all theory anyway, write it!

I am a keyboard theorist, but as long as I am not allowed to do it and let me play it, will I still be able to play it?

Finally, thinking about it carefully, this is not bragging.

Before starting a topic, someone must first imagine a direction. If it is theoretically feasible, then that's fine.

Anyway, the person who proposes the general direction basically only needs to control the general direction, and leave the details to others to perfect.

I draw a line, and someone can add hundreds of millions of details and draw a dragon, which is very reasonable.

I'm just a weakling and can't do the theory I proposed, which is also very reasonable.

I will learn from Li Chang in the future. I am a junior weakling, so it makes more sense.

Anyway, there is a precedent of a cultivator who knows a lot but doesn't know how to use it. If the same thing appears again in physical cultivation, there is nothing to doubt.

Yu Ziqing grinned loudly, let himself go, and began racking his brains to make up things.

When he was able to play reasonably well, Yu Ziqing quietly left the village, walked around to the side of Jinlan Mountain, found a big rock, and started trying to practice.

Step on horseback, clench your fist, adjust your strength, let the energy and blood flow throughout your body to assist in controlling your strength, and then punch out.

Half of his arms did not penetrate into the big stone, and he blasted a big hole in the stone, and cracks spread around the big hole.

Yu Ziqing retracted his arm, stood there thinking for a moment, and sighed secretly.

It's still too far behind. To be honest, he still doesn't know what the details of Li Chang's punch are and what the key trick is.

Technical fluid repair is still a bit too difficult.

Quietly returning to the village, Yu Ziqing followed the village leader shamelessly, wanting to learn from him.

That move of beating an ox across a mountain is really suitable for physical training. If you don't learn it, you won't be able to eat well.

"You want to learn from me?" The director was a little shocked.

"How normal is this? I'm just proposing a theory. Besides, I'm just a fourth-level physical practitioner. And I'm only so young. I don't have enough accumulation, and I don't have enough experience in body training, so I can't be very normal.

Look at those cultivators, each of them knows more than anyone else, but you ask them to try it out?

Aren’t they just understanding it but not being able to do it?

Besides, how many years has it been since Qi Refining Monk’s research? How many strong people are there who refine their Qi? How many physical trainings are there?

No one has ever studied this aspect of physical cultivation. It all relies on one's own perception and is not a system at all.

A qi refining monk's secret method can be recorded clearly and plainly, and then he can practice according to it.

But Li Chang, you can do it. Can you record every detail clearly and meticulously? "

Yu Ziqing spoke plausibly, and after thinking about it for a moment, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

He himself couldn't explain in detail how to control it. He couldn't explain the smallest details at all.

Every muscle and every trace of energy and blood in the body is dynamic, and every moment must be completely controlled to achieve a state of balance, but can explode at any time.

Even the simplest step on the snow without a trace, the changes and control are actually quite complicated.

"Then you should start by embroidering dead leaves."

The leader's figure swayed and disappeared, then came back in the blink of an eye with a few more leaves in his hand.

He threw away the dead leaves and took out a relatively fresh leaf.

"You'd better use this first. I've tried it before, using dead leaves directly. It's too difficult and will break instantly. This one is easier, not so easy to break..."

"..."

Yu Ziqing stared at the leaves, and then looked at the leaves and saw that they didn't look like they were deliberately retaliating, and thought to himself.

Here it comes, my retribution has finally come!

Yu Ziqing took a deep breath, thinking of that trick of beating an ox across a mountain, practicing it, no matter what.

The first time he started, he wanted to learn how to do embroidery like the one in the middle.

But the moment it started, the leaves were chewed up by the threads, and the threads were broken into more than a dozen pieces. The needle in the hand also flew out, and I don’t know where it went...

Yu Ziqing kept silent and built a wooden house in the locust tree forest. He lived next to it and had leaves to use at any time.

"Whoosh..."

A thin needle flew dozens of feet in an instant, pierced four or five locust trees, and was nailed to the one behind.

The hungry ghost in the locust tree stretched out his head, took a look with a grimace, then quietly emerged from behind the tree, walked hundreds of feet away, and knocked on the trunk of a locust tree.

"Wang Wuliu, I want to discuss something with you. Can I stay with you for a while?"

In the locust forest, a hungry ghost poked his head out, a little confused.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't live there for the time being. I'm afraid that the master will kill me accidentally. If you are willing, we can change places. Haven't you always wanted my locust tree?"

"This is what you said. You want to change it. It's not my fault." Wang Wuliu got out of the locust tree and immediately ran towards the locust tree near the inner edge.

However, a moment later, he came back with a horrified look on his face.

"I think it would be good for us to live together here..."

The two hungry ghosts got into a locust tree together in tacit understanding.

Where Yu Ziqing's wooden house is located, there is not a single hungry ghost within a radius of a hundred feet, and everyone has moved.

In just one day, there were already dozens of fine needles inserted into the locust trees.

Those hungry ghosts had no choice but to move. Although the thin needle was not very powerful, but what if, if they were killed by Yu Ziqing, they would die unjustly.

Yu Ziqing was unyielding. Starting from the second day, he temporarily put down the embroidered leaves and began to roll two stone balls on his palms to practice the fine operation of his hands.

After practicing for just a day, he realized that although there was no progress, he could already feel something deeper, such as the small muscles in his hands and the subtle movement of qi and blood.

At least it proves that the method is still effective.

Yu Ziqing calmed down and started practicing. Now he felt that it was no longer important whether he could master the skill of beating an ox across a mountain.

The benefits begin to appear silently when you start practicing.

A month passed by, and it had been many days since Yu Ziqing had submitted the first version of the Theory of Physical Training Practical Skills.

He was sitting at the door of the wooden house and while he was continuing to practice, he heard a bang and looked up into the distance.

I saw the figure of Li Chang flying across the air rapidly. At first, there was a popping sound in the air. Later, the speed was obviously faster, but no popping sound was heard.

Seeing that the speed soaring into the sky slowed down a little, Li Chang's figure suddenly twisted in mid-air and somersaulted over. The speed skyrocketed again and he continued to rush towards the sky.

There was an explosion, and his body completed a right-angle turn in the sky and flew sideways.

Yu Ziqing looked on blankly.

Well, theory has turned into reality so quickly...

His eyes were calm and his face was numb. He continued to lower his head and began to embroider.

He has mastered basic embroidery skills and knows where to place the needle. When the thread passes through it, it will not break the leaves to pieces if it is too fast.

I also know what angle is most suitable and what rhythm is most suitable.

Although it was a bit slow, it only took two hours to embroider half of the leaf, and it was still very ugly.

At least the path is correct. Next, we have to start to speed up slowly. When we practice until it grows inwards, we don’t need to support it. We just throw up the dead leaves with one hand and finish the embroidery in one or two breaths. The dead leaves fall on the If it is not broken on the ground, then it will be considered complete and you can proceed to the next step.

I have to say that the innate conditions for physical cultivation are indeed good.

Only when the prerequisite hardware meets the standards can the subsequent software be able to run.

Yu Ziqing gradually enjoyed it. It was so good to feel that he was getting stronger every day.

No wonder there are so many people who practice qi. After completing their daily practice, they can clearly feel that their true energy today is a little more than yesterday. Could this kind of positive feedback have a bad effect?

Qing Qing took a plate of beef jerky and bit it hard. He walked all the way to Yu Ziqing's wooden house and quietly watched Yu Ziqing embroidery.

After Yu Ziqing finished a practice session, Qing Qing handed over the plate.

"Brother, they said you like to eat beef jerky the most."

Yu Ziqing picked up a piece of beef jerky that was as hard as dead wood and made a crunching sound when biting into it.

After tasting it carefully, the taste of this batch of fake beef jerky was still not quite right.

The hungry cooks have to work harder.

"Go back and tell them that there is too little butter added to the offal, and the dryness is still a bit bad. Although it is not easy to break, it is too hard..."

"Well, okay, I'll go back and tell them."

"How do you feel living here?"

"Very good. The people in the village are also very nice. The village chief is also very nice. But the village chief seems to like beating people. Brother Erhan was beaten again yesterday and is still lying on the bed. He doesn't take any medicine. , He said that he should lie down and rest for a few days. With the medicine given by Grandpa Yang, he will recover very quickly. "

Qing Qing bit down on the fake beef jerky while answering Yu Ziqing's questions. There was a smile on his face and eyes, and it was obvious that he liked his current life.

It is a simple life and simple happiness that children should have.

All responsibilities, curses, and pressures are gone.

No one even cares who he is or where he comes from.

Everyone treats him as an ordinary child from the bottom of their hearts.

He has only been here for a month and he is already a little fat. Anyone who sees him every day will give him something to eat.

And being willing to give you food is the way people in the village express their love.

"Well, as long as you like it, has the director taught you boxing skills?"

"Yes, Grandpa Li Chang said that I am still too young and there is no need to practice, but I must learn boxing to maintain my health."

"You're right. It's necessary to maintain a good body and bones. As for whether you want to train in the future, let's wait until you grow up."

"I will also practice physical training in the future. There is no one in our village who does not practice physical fitness, but I will wait until a long time before practicing."

"Huh? What?" Yu Ziqing was startled.

"Brother, have you forgotten? The chief said, you said before that keeping in good health is something unique to us in Jinlan Mountain, just like ascetics.

But we here are not monks, nor are we practicing Taoism. We have to change our name and call them cow-horse ascetic monks.

If only he could cultivate his health for a hundred or two hundred years before starting to refine his body, and then go mining and hone his temperament, and dig for decades or hundreds of years.

Wait until your Qi and blood begin to decline before you start refining your body.

By then, no matter how poor your talent is, you will at least be at the bottom of the seventh level of body training.

Maybe in a thousand years, there will be more than a dozen ninth-level body cultivators in our village.

Brother, you are really a genius, the village chief said. You are the one who will guide us when we start physical training in our village and the way forward. "

Yu Ziqing looked at Qing Qing's look of admiration and didn't explain. He silently took out a jade slip and wrote down what he just said.

Just hearing the words "cow and horse ascetic monk", he knew that these words were definitely what he said.

There is a real case of Youli Chang, and Qing Qingdu firmly believes in it, and now he plans to take this path, which just fulfills his wish to not practice cultivation in a short time.

"Hey..." Yu Ziqing sighed with a complicated face, touched Qing Qing's head, and said seriously: "Forget it in the village, you must remember it when dealing with outsiders in the future. Everything in the village has nothing to do with me. I didn’t lead them to practice, nor did I give them guidance. It’s because they are talented and has nothing to do with me. You must remember that.”

"Brother, I understand, I understand." Qing Qing nodded repeatedly, as if I understand you don't want to take credit for yourself.

"Okay, you go and play, I'm going to continue practicing..." Yu Ziqing waved his hands feebly and lay down completely. There was no point in explaining anymore.

He is really afraid that he will be hung on the wall of shame in the future and will be infamy for thousands of years.

And then it was recorded with embarrassment by the most numerous Qi Refining monks: the sinful beginning of all this was Qing Ziyu.

Oh, yes, what Qing Ziyu did has anything to do with Yu Ziqing and me.

"ha……"

Yu Ziqing laughed and continued practicing.

…

Lao Yang opened the metal box. Yu Ziqing suddenly remembered it before, so he gave it to him, saying that it was given by Xiao Ao Qing in the past, and it contained some dragon things.

Opening the box and seeing the magic weapon inside, Lao Yang only glanced at it for a few times. He found some scales that recorded the inheritance of the dragon clan.

After memorizing everything recorded in it, he put it back into the box.

Yu Ziqing had never opened it. He had never wanted it from the beginning. Once he opened it, he was afraid that he would be greedy if he saw something good.

It's better not to look at it and treat it all as Qing Qing's things, keeping them all for him.

Qing Qing doesn't want to have anything to do with the Dragon Clan now, and she doesn't want those things, it's just a matter of attachment.

Later, when the knot in his heart slowly resolves, when he takes another path and sees those things and can smile freely, those bad memories are actually just long-lasting memories.

Gu Hafnium

At that time, this memory was no longer related to the dragon clan, but to him, Yu Ziqing, and the village.

This box is the beginning of witnessing a beautiful memory.

Lao Yang naturally understood what Yu Ziqing meant, so he didn't take it either. After recording, he put it back and sealed it again.

Greed must also be divided into situations and things.

Yu Ziqing would sweep away every drop of the water that contained huge vitality from his birthplace on the island, but he would not touch anything in the box.

After Lao Yang recorded it, he swayed and turned into a black dragon, imprinting all the inheritance, secret techniques, and magical powers into his scales one by one.

This is the most convenient way for the Dragon Clan to store information. It can be mobilized at any time when you want to use it.

When not in use, this information will be engraved into the blood. After the descendants are born, they will be born with many things in the blood.

Those things are like human babies. They cry when they are born, expand their lungs, and instinctively suck milk. It's just that the natural instincts of dragon babies are much stronger.

With the burning completed, I have just started to learn a few secret techniques.

The old sheep suddenly raised his head and glanced east.

He felt that someone was using the dragon clan's unique secret method to tell all the dragon clan in the world.

Those chants that contained sadness represented the death of a ninth-level member of the dragon clan.

After Lao Yang transformed into a dragon, he could sense it. He looked at the dragon-shaped ring coiled several times on his paws.

He slowly raised his head and looked towards the east.

The Dragon Clan is really brave, and they dare to admit that the evil dragon is from the Dragon Clan.

But after sensing it for a while, Lao Yang felt something was wrong.

This secret method can be transmitted directly to the forbidden area of ​​​​Jinlan Mountain, allowing him to sense...

Not to mention Jinlan Mountain, even the Three Gods Dynasty further east did not have a single member of the Dragon Clan. They were passing on information indiscriminately.

They don't know where the person they want to know is, so they can only do this.

After thinking for a moment, Lao Yang understood.

I came here specifically to tell Ao Qing.

Tell him that the evil dragon is dead, and so is the true dragon bloodline of the dragon clan.

From today on, everything in the past has nothing to do with you.

Lao Yang glanced towards the village, but Qing Qing had no reaction at all. He had already made his own choice with the help of Qinglong Xuying. Now he has nothing to do with the Dragon Clan, from his bloodline to his soul. .

Today's Qing Qing is just a human race, or in other words, just like his dragon race, which is not a dragon race, Qing Qing is also a human race that is not a human race.

When the Dragon Clan does this, the deaf are performing for the blind.

After thinking about it, Laoyang didn't tell Qing Qing. He told Yu Ziqing what he sensed and let Yu Ziqing make the decision.

After all, Yu Ziqing is closer to Qing Qing, and it is easier to talk about them or not.

After Yu Ziqing finished listening, he was silent for a moment.

"Old Yang, tell me, what is the Dragon Clan doing this for?

When the evil dragon was still there, they ignored it, but now that it is gone, they publicly informed the dragon clan of the world with its lamentation, and continued to recognize the evil dragon as a member of the dragon clan.

Picture what? "

"You are wrong. They do not recognize the evil dragon, but they recognize Ao Qing."

Lao Yang looked to the east and said in a deep voice.

"You may not understand what the true dragon bloodline means to the dragon clan.

This is probably what food means to Jinlan Mountain.

So you understand, right? "

"understood."

Lao Yang previously triggered the thunder catastrophe and resisted it with the body of an evil dragon. They were unable to protect themselves at that time and tried their best to survive the disaster.

In the end, something may have been left behind, something exposed.

Even the Dragon Clan might know that Ao Qing had buried him several times.

Now that the lamentations are spreading indiscriminately, they are showing that they still recognize Ao Qing and let Ao Qing live a good life. They have dealt with the beginning and the end.

From now on, Ao Qing no longer has to carry anything.

No need to worry about exposure.

Yu Ziqing thought about it, called Qing Qing, and told him what Lao Yang had said.

Qing Qing's face was very calm, neither happy nor unhappy.

He glanced towards the east, and after a long silence, he clasped his hands and bowed in obeisance.

Yu Ziqing smiled and touched his head.

"Don't worry, you are Qing Qing from Jinlan Mountain now and a member of our village. If anyone dares to make trouble with you, I will beat him to death. If I can't, there will be others in our village. Don't worry."

"I understand, and I'm not worried. Every day I live now is earned."

"No more nonsense about whether you can make money or not."

…

Deep in the East China Sea, an old dragon thousands of feet tall looked up to the sky and screamed. The invisible sound, accompanied by the dragon clan's secret method, turned into a rhythm that other races could not feel, and spread in all directions indiscriminately.

After a long time, he flew down from mid-air and transformed into a dragon-headed man again. He glanced towards the west and sighed secretly.

Hope everything is ok.

He didn't want Ao Qing to be burdened with too much. Unfortunately, Ao Qing had been burdened with too much since he was born.

This is not something he, the old Dragon King, can decide.

Even the word "green" in Ao Qing's name is not something he, the old Dragon King, can decide.

That was set according to established rules before birth.

Because Ao Qing's true dragon bloodline comes from the ancient true dragon Qinglong.

When the green dragon's shadow appeared, the old dragon king already understood many things. Other dragons didn't know, but he was very sure.

There is absolutely no way that the green dragon phantom was caused by the evil dragon. The evil dragon does not have the qualifications and abilities.

Even the evil dragon wouldn't dare to do it if he had the ability.

That trace of phantom can call back a trace of Qinglong's will from nothingness.

Qinglong opened his eyes, and the first one he wanted to kill must be the evil dragon that had completely lost control.

But the final outcome is somewhat different.

The old Dragon King no longer wants to investigate in detail, nor does he want to know the more detailed truth. Knowing it may not be good.

Whether it was Ao Qing who found a glimmer of hope or someone else, if Qinglong showed mercy, then he would admit it.

I even feel that now is the best result.

The old Dragon King stepped into the sea, surrounded by a large number of dragons following him.

When the old dragon king walked up to one of the dark blue dragons, he kicked it into the bottom of the sea. It screamed and the dragon's spine was broken into several pieces.

After a while, the guy turned into a human and came back with an aggrieved face, not daring to ask any more questions.

"Remember, the evil dragon is an evil dragon, and Ao Qing is Ao Qing, they are not the same thing.

What we are telling you is just Ao Qing, not the evil dragon. If anyone has any objections, let him tell me face to face.

Otherwise, I will pretend that you have no objection.

If you let me know who is gossiping behind your back, I will peel off his dragon skin, pull out his dragon tendons, and throw him to the beach.

snort……"

The old Dragon King snorted coldly, looked around, turned around and walked into the sea.

Those dragons were as silent as a cicada and did not dare to say anything more.

The old Dragon King's biological son was almost kicked to death by him, so who dared to say anything more.

Besides, the Dragon Clan actually has a bad impression of evil dragons. They had a very good impression of Ao Qing when he was not crazy. He was polite, enthusiastic and patient. He was a better person than most Dragon Clan. Unfortunately, he went crazy not long after he became an adult. .

…

In the Jinyiwei Yamen, the commander sat on a chair and rubbed his brows tiredly.

A lot of things haven't been going well recently. Emperor Qian is in retreat, and the prince and other princes are fighting to the death.

And things were not peaceful in the Jinyiwei Yamen either.

A commanding official died just last year, and another one died these days, and he was also his immediate confidant.

The last one had something to do with the Feng family. He knew that it was definitely not the Feng family, and it was not easy to investigate. If you tell me, you Jin Yiwei had nothing to do. What did you want to do by following the head of the Feng family?

There is no way to explain clearly who died this time.

Died in the Dragon Tomb in the East China Sea.

The evil dragon was completely dead, and the old dragon king of the dragon clan came over in person.

At this time, I dare say that one of his immediate confidants died there. Maybe the old Dragon King will think that the death of the evil dragon has something to do with them.

As for the spies they sent to the East China Sea this time, as long as they were still in the tens of thousands of miles of sea when the evil dragon died, and had no time to escape back, none of them survived. They all died silently, without leaving even a trace. .

He knew clearly that the Dragon Clan must have done this, but he couldn't mention a word and could only hold his nose and endure it.

Even within Jin Yiwei, he could only say that those people were on other missions.

Then the dying people are spread out over two or three years, and the news of their death is slowly released.

There are now vacancies in internal positions, and there are too many people who want to take them.

Emperor Qian was away, so as the commander, he became the number one target for favors.

Even though Jin Yiwei has a particularly bad reputation and the work he does is extremely dangerous, he is still just a person below.

The two vacant positions of commanding officials are wanted by those powerful people.

Even though the princes and princes did not dare to interfere with Jin Yiwei's affairs, the people below them had already begun to recommend themselves.

There are many factions in the court. Over time, they go around and around, and you come and go. In the end, no matter who you are, if you have nothing to do with this powerful person, you will have something to do with that powerful person.

Even if he is the commander, he can gain some kinship with those people.

So, let alone the people below.

The simplest thing is that we cannot say that people below cannot get married. They can only marry commoners.

Otherwise, if you get married, your natal family will be involved, and your natal family will be involved. There will definitely be people in those factions in your natal family.

After a long time, the commander sighed.

He felt that he might not be able to sit in this position for long.

And as long as I get down from this position, I'm afraid I won't live much longer.

There is no happy ending for those who act like eagles and dogs.

He had given up hope and only hoped that a few more of the family members he had quietly sent away over the years would survive.

The incense in the province has been cut off, and there will be no one to worship him in the future during the Qingming Festival.

Just as he was beginning to think about his escape route, someone from his subordinates reported outside.

"Sir, Mr. Liu from the East Palace Gate is here to visit..."

"Master Liu, who the hell is he? I don't see you, get out!"

His face turned pale and he quickly retreated.

After a while, the men arrived at the entrance of Jinyiwei Yamen.

He glanced at the young man in a robe and said slowly.

"Our adults have told you, who are you? If you don't see me, get out of here."

The young man looked livid and said angrily.

"I was sent by His Highness the Crown Prince to come to see you. You are so arrogant and domineering. It's really... It's really..."

He spoke for a long time, looking at the Jin Yiwei who looked at him coldly, but did not dare to say anything further.

In the end, he could only stamp his feet bitterly, turn around and leave.

The young man returned to the East Palace with his belt card in hand, and said in a more jealous manner when they met.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, that man named Song is simply too arrogant and domineering. I hold His Highness's order in my hand, but I haven't stated my purpose yet, and I haven't even entered the door yet. He dares to say who I am and tell me to get out. This is I don’t take His Highness seriously at all.”

On the short couch, Prince Daqian raised his eyelids, flicked his fingers, and saw a stream of light flying out, beheading the young man on the spot.

Then the prince sat up and looked at the Chang Sui beside him, with a puzzled look on his face.

"The people we have recruited recently are all this kind of people. Whose family they belong to? Send them back quickly. Don't be embarrassed here.

Does that man named Song still dare to be polite and grovel to me?

He was so polite, but I didn't dare respond. "

Chang Sui quickly knelt down on the ground.

"Your Highness, please calm down. This is a critical moment recently. We have been losing manpower one after another. The abilities of these trustworthy people are indeed a bit uneven..."

"Okay, you don't know the rumors outside, right? Now they are starting to spread secretly. My second brother's mansion is no longer filthy, and the filth around it will dissipate on its own. This is a vision from heaven. He has ancient legends. He has the appearance of a sage and a wise king.

Don't think I don't know, he relies on the magic weapon obtained by Da Li to confuse the public with his lies.

Don't be dumbfounded. The newly recruited people all come from high backgrounds, so it's not like they can't handle this, right?

Anyone who provokes the Jin Yiwei under my banner should be killed as soon as possible.

By the way, send that guy to Jinyiwei Yamen. "

The Changsui responded quickly, took away the headless body, and delivered it to the Jinyiwei's yamen in person.

"My lords, His Highness the Crown Prince has just learned of this matter. It has now been found out that this person stole the ID card from somewhere. In the name of His Highness the Crown Prince, he deceived and even went to the Jinyiwei Yamen to do the deception. He deserves to die. Your Highness has already It’s done right on the spot.”

Chang Sui dropped the body, bowed his hands and turned to leave.