Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

"You are the one who disturbed the Lingtai Lang on the fourth floor of the Sheji Building!"

The secretary, dressed in the blue and white official uniform, felt a sting in his eyes, like a needle stick.

He stumbled even more under his feet and almost fell to the ground.

The pair of spiritual eyes that were specially cultivated for observing qi and watching qi were backlashed, making his eyes sour and swollen, and tears could not stop flowing.

The rest of the people were puzzled when they saw it. Could it be that a close relative of this Secretary Lang has passed away?

Otherwise, how can we cry silently and mourn extremely?

"Mr. Jin, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Changhe's attitude towards the people in Qintian's prison was quite polite, slightly restraining his arrogant and arrogant arrogance.

These qi trainers are all delicate and expensive, and it is not easy to find and train them.

Just like the alchemists and pharmacists of the Imperial Physician Bureau, one cannot offend them casually.

In fact, really want to catch and fight.

Under the master, ten Qi practitioners could not beat a military martial artist of the same realm.

But whoever called Qin Tianjian is the most important weapon of the country, and the Sheji Building is the most important treasure of the country.

The status of others is detached, and it is natural for them to be superior.

"What is Mr. Jin? In the lower district, a secretary, a minor official from the seventh grade, that's all.

How can it be worthy of thousands of adults saying 'Sir'! It's too flattering for me! "

Jin Lanzhou frowned while rubbing his eyes.

He was regretting in his heart why he had to take Meng Changhe's benefits and come to mix in this muddy water.

Who would have guessed that this Ji Jiulang was actually the person with great yin and virtue mentioned by Lingtai Lang on the fourth floor of the Sheji Building of Qintian Supervision in the morning.

The documents of the official documents were all sent to the East Palace. If he followed Meng Changhe to "frame" this son, he would not be able to eat and walk around.

"you……"

The corner of Meng Changhe's mouth froze with a smile, feeling embarrassed.

How could this qi trainer from the Qin Tianjian turn his face when he turned his face?

Do you really consider yourself a big man?

No training!

"Jinlan Zhou is used to seeing the wind make the rudder, and the sudden change is because of..."

Suddenly, Meng Changhe seemed to think of something.

With a gleam in his eyes, he looked fiercely at Ji Yuan, who was facing the lake like Pinghu.

The latter smiled faintly and cupped his hands:

"Dare to ask the secretary, how do I look?

Are your hands stained with blood and haunted by grievances, the real murderer of Lin Baihu? "

You are full of blood and suffocation, and you have at least killed dozens of people.

The color of the palm is black, the dead energy and yin energy are very heavy, and it seems that it has destroyed a few strange things.

Killing someone at the age of fifteen without blinking an eye can be regarded as a ghostly sorrow, but you have the nerve to ask me face to face?

Shameless!

Jin Lanzhou was full of scorn in his heart, but that gentle face filled with a kind smile, and said with great certainty:

"This young master Ji's head is very clear, and at first glance, he is full of poetry and literature.

The complexion is red with purple, the rich and the noble,

The facial features are correct, the appearance is outstanding, and the future will surely flourish.

Even if you can't be the top talent, you have to be a talent. "

He paused for a while, ignoring Meng Changhe's terrifying sullen and livid face.

Nanzhen Fusi supervises hundreds of officials, and Beizhen Fusi inspects and arrests them. It is very bluffing to say that.

But I admire Tianjian to observe the celestial phenomena and determine the earth's pulse.

Words and deeds are related to national luck and qi.

In terms of status, it is only higher than your Heilongtai.

Jin Lanzhou couldn't help but straighten his waist, showing a bit of self-confidence, and continued:

"What is especially rare is that Young Master Ji is young but kind-hearted and has the virtue of good life.

Don't look at his stern brows and eyes, as sharp as an eagle, but in fact his face is cold and kind... How could such a talented person kill officials and rebel and trample on the law of the king!

In my opinion, it is pure slander and framed! "

The last sentence, the secretary of the Qin Tianjian, said it righteously and sternly!

It seems that there is an aura of arrogance, gushing out from the body!

"Thank you for your righteous words, I believe you all know that I don't know this Master Jin, and we don't have any intersection.

Since he is willing to prove his innocence for me, every word he said must come from the heart, and there will be absolutely no falsehood! "

Ji Yuan pressed the knife with one hand and pointed at the angry Meng Changhe with the halberd, and said in a sad and angry tone:

"Now Qin Tianjian has given me back my innocence and the reputation of loyalty and loyalty that I earned after more than a dozen lives of the Ji clan in Liaodong! I am so grateful!

Ji Yuan has always firmly believed that there is righteousness between heaven and earth, and there is justice in the court!

Even if someone holds authority and wants to cover the sky with one hand,

But no matter how prominent and majestic he is, he is no bigger than the law set by the saint! Greater than the truth set by the sages! "

These words, Ji Yuan used his internal energy to stimulate his internal organs, and his voice resounded almost throughout Nanmen Hutong.

The night was getting darker, and the left and right neighbors who had closed their doors and closed their doors had seen a large number of horses like tigers and wolves rushing into the alley and surrounded them.

Everyone was so frightened that they hid in their homes, not daring to probe, for fear of getting into any trouble.

But when you hear and feel Ji Yuan's words, the strong emotions contained in them!

His heart is upright and unyielding!

The courage and perseverance of its gas is uneven!

Resonate with everyone!

Who has not been bullied by small officials and threatened by officials?

Who hasn't encountered bullies oppressing people and making troubles?

It's just that I endure it silently on weekdays, only when the world is dark.

Suddenly!

Out of nowhere came a shout!

"That's right! Could it be that Jing Chao doesn't have a king's law? Let you confuse black and white!"

"Tianjing is more than just one yamen in Beizhen Fusi! The five city soldiers and horses! The Ministry of Punishment, the Censor Terrace, and the three judicial divisions of Dali Temple... I also recognize the way to these yamen! If you don't believe it, there is no justice!"

"Du Daoguan has two words. It makes sense from the top and it makes sense from the bottom, but whether it makes sense or not, don't you know what's in your heart?"

"..."

For a while, the scene was chaotic, and there was a sense of indignation and a sense of menacing absurdity.

How dare these mud-legged gangsters from the outer city have the guts to collide with Lord Qianhu of the Fusi Division in Beizhen?

The opposite is true!

"Ping Xiaoliu..."

The corners of Ji Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he could hear the boy's voice.

Although he squeezed his throat and changed several directions, he couldn't hide it from the acquaintances he had dealt with on weekdays.

Vaguely, among the turbulent turmoil, there were also quarrels such as "kill yourself", "go back quickly", and "the girl has a short experience".

"It's really a good method, a good idea, a good... a Ji Kuro!"

Meng Changhe ignored the criticisms of those slanderers. If he ordered everyone to be arrested, he would be punished by the censors tomorrow.

The commander Ao, who was dedicated to practicing martial arts and breaking through the master, was so angry that he might screw his head off and use it as a ball kick.

After so many years in Heilongtai Office, Meng Changhe understands one thing very well.

Some things are usually not as heavy as four or two if they are not on the scale, but as long as they are on the scale, they cannot be beaten!

He suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have given Ji Yuan leeway, and he shouldn't even think about breaking this kid's hard bones little by little.

If Wei Yang is defeated as soon as he enters the door, he will break his tendons and hamstrings, remove his jaw joint, and bring him back to Beiya to be processed slowly.

How could it be possible to fall into such a situation, it has become a difficult situation to ride a tiger.

You can't go in, you can't go back!

"Still careless!"

Meng Changhe's face was cloudy and uncertain.

In any case, I definitely won't be able to get anyone tonight.

Qin Tianjian's secretary Lang proved his innocence on Ji Yuan's behalf, and the instructor of the martial arts hall stood in front of him, and even Baihu from Beizhen Fusi came to persuade him.

Not to mention the cavalry that brought them all put down their bows and crossbows, obviously unwilling to bear the notoriety of being a liar.

Inexplicably, the general trend became.

"The world is fair, and what people want, you probably won't understand Qianhu-sama, and of course, you're too lazy to understand."

Ji Yuan was expressionless and said calmly.

"Today, you taught me a lesson, and the little Tiqi took advantage of the situation to make me, a thousand households in the Fusi Division of Beizhen, tied my hands and feet, and couldn't handle you.

Hahaha, we have been in Japan for a long time, and we will get closer and closer in the future. "

Meng Changhe approached and said in a low voice.

After he finished speaking, the gloomy look on his face disappeared, revealing a quick smile.

It seems that he and Ji Yuan have put aside their grievances, and there is no more grudge.

"Since Mr. Jin of the Qin Tianjian said so, it should be a misunderstanding."

Meng Changhe swept over Wei Yang, looked back at Cheng Qianli and Jin Lanzhou, and clapped his hands:

"It's really not good to make such a big fuss. Let's stop here tonight and go back to the yamen."

After all, he took out a few treasures from his arms and handed them to Ji Yuan as compensation.

But before the latter reached out to pick it up, the total value was only thirty or forty taels, and the treasure notes issued and exchanged by Tongbao Bank floated into the mud and soaked in dirty water.

"Master Qianhu is in a hurry to leave now?"

Ji Yuan took a step forward and stepped on the scattered treasure money into the soil, as if he didn't care, and said softly:

"Before, you should have used the method of apology with your life and blood. Could it be that the thousand households of the dignified Beizhen Fusi are talking like a fart?"

As he was about to leave, Meng Changhe, who had already walked to the door, twitched, blue veins burst out on his forehead, and the murderous intent in his eyes almost solidified.

He turned around slowly, as if clenching his teeth, squeezing every word out of it:

"Ji Yuan, don't be shameless!"

One thousand households of oneself were forced to retreat by Tiqi, and it was enough to lose face.

What's up with this kid? What else could it be? !

The young man from Liaodong, who was regarded by Meng Changhe as a mud-legged man, stood motionless in the courtyard.

The figure was blurred in the dark night, only a pair of sharp eyes were as bright as stars, staring straight ahead.

He asked very firmly and heavily:

"Lord Qianhu, it's you who stepped on my face first.

Now that I've lost face, shouldn't I just bend over and pick it up? "