Chapter 358: Weighing the Merits, the Government and the Public Are Shocked
The general looked dazed.
When he saw the hill-like merit-recording stone, he muttered twice, speechless.
As a Xiantian realm martial artist, this was his second time presiding over the Jingchao meeting.
The result of the last Jingchao meeting was not so outrageous.
Not to mention the outcome of his last peace meeting, even if he went back more than a dozen times, he had never encountered such a situation.
Zheng Yuanqiao realized that he had lost his composure. He quickly calmed down and asked curiously: "Master Lan, what is going on here?"
Lan Gongliang said casually: "Nothing happened. It was the rebels in Danzhou who played a big trick. They got a big killing array from somewhere. Everyone was wiped out in the big killing array, only He survived alone.”
"this……"
"What, can't we count this?"
Zheng Yuanqiao cupped his fists and said, "That's not true."
Lan Gongliang saw that he was a little dissatisfied and his face was tangled. He said, "I forgot to tell you. He was also in the formation at the time. He broke out of the formation with his own ability. He was nineteen years old and had a weak spirit. Realm Martial Master!”
Buzz!
Zheng Yuanqiao was shocked, and when he looked at Shen Qing, his eyes suddenly changed.
Tens of thousands of martial arts masters died, but he was the only one to escape, and he was still a nineteen-year-old Lingxu realm martial arts master!
Every label thrown around shocked him.
The young man in front of me is very unusual.
Shen Qing on the side could tell that Lan Gongliang meant to say such words, to guide and enhance his image and endorse him.
He couldn't help but feel speechless.
I'm afraid Lan Gongliang has placed a heavy bet on him.
"Can we take credit now?!"
Zheng Yuanqiaotou said, "Okay, okay, I'll weigh it right now."
After speaking, he took a simple small scale from his arms and placed it in front of him, and began to mutter something.
The small scale is simple and mysterious, with intricate carvings that seem to contain the principles of heaven and earth.
Zheng Yuanqiao closed his eyes lightly, united his mind, and as the words in his mouth suddenly stopped, he issued a low and majestic command, and the small scale was instantly sacrificed and came out.
In an instant, the light shone in all directions, illuminating the entire tent in a dazzling way.
In front of him, the merit-recording stones piled up like a towering hill suddenly rattled, as if they were urged by some force to respond to the call.
The thick evil energy wrapped around the surface was like a wild horse, surging wildly, and finally gathered on the disc at one end of the small scale, turning into a mass of blood bricks as red as blood.
At this point, the temperature in the tent seemed to have suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees, and it was filled with a palpitating aura.
Zheng Yuanqiao's face turned red from running the technique at full strength, and sweat fell like a drizzle, soaking his clothes.
He gritted his teeth, held the scale beam tightly with both hands, and kept stirring the heavy dark weight at one end of the small scale. Every tiny movement seemed to be in a fierce contest with invisible forces.
"drink!"
There was another deafening roar, and the muscles in Zheng Yuanqiao's body tensed to the extreme. Finally, at the moment when the weight slowly stopped, the entire space seemed to be silent.
"Thirty-five thousand tons of evil energy!" He breathed heavily, with unconcealable fatigue in his voice, and declared on the spot: "Jingluanhui ranks first! No, it is the first in history!"
Hearing this number, Lan Gongliang was not surprised at all, nodded and said: "Then please tell Master Zheng truthfully to the court. When the time comes, I will compile a new memorial and report it to Ji Zikong about the changes in the Jingchao meeting. "
"Okay. I'll report it right away." Zheng Yuanqiao said seriously. He put away the evil spirit and the small scale and left in a hurry.
Lan Gongliang looked at Shen Qing and said, "Just wait in the camp for a day or two. News will come from the court soon. I will make arrangements later."
"Everything must be obeyed by the master." Shen Qing said respectfully, cupping his fists. …
Kyoto.
The atmosphere inside the Shanhaisi Mansion was solemn and solemn.
Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps broke the silence.
A policeman in fine attire flew across the corridor like a flying swallow and headed straight to the hall, shouting: "Report!"
Si Ji He Zheng, the chief commissioner of the Shanhai Division in Kyoto, sat in front of the case, holding a tea cup in his hand, and there was an air of calmness and authority between his brows.
When he heard the sound, he raised his head and said solemnly: "Why are you so panicked?"
The police officer paused for a moment, then knelt down on one knee and presented a secret letter with both hands. There was a hint of excitement in his voice: "To the chief police officer, the results of the Jingluan meeting have come out!"
"I remember that the Jingluan Conference was launched not long ago. The results came out so quickly?"
Ji He took the secret letter, unfolded it with both hands, and scanned the words between the lines.
At first, there was a trace of indifference on his face, as if everything was developing as expected.
However, when his gaze was fixed on a certain place, his pupils shrank suddenly and he stood up suddenly.
He showed an expression of disbelief and murmured to himself: "Thirty-five thousand Jun evil spirits are responsible for this? This... how is it possible!"
Ji He suddenly raised his head and looked at Chasi with piercing eyes. There was a tremor in his voice: "Have you... confirmed that it's correct?"
When the police officer saw this, he was also shocked. He nodded quickly and said firmly: "Back to the chief police officer, the news is absolutely true. It came directly from the front line. After comparison, there is absolutely no falsehood."
Ji He couldn't help but take a deep breath when he heard this, and the secret letter in his hand trembled slightly.
In the Jingluan Conference that has been started since ancient times, the person with the highest credit is only two hundred jun of evil spirits.
The contribution of thirty-five thousand Jun evil spirits is simply unbelievable.
Ji He was a little confused.
Suddenly, he saw the name on it and it looked familiar.
"Is this... Shen Qing, the chief of Yongzhou?"
The appearance of the chief of Yongzhou suddenly appeared in his mind.
Ji He quickly came back to his senses, holding the secret letter tightly in his hand, and rushed out of the palace with big strides.
Along the way, those guards who were usually as calm as a mountain, seeing his appearance, couldn't help but look sideways, and secretly guessed what happened in their hearts.
Ji He ran all the way until he reached the gate of the palace, and he didn't stop for a moment. He strode into the palace and went straight to the imperial study.
When he reached the door of the imperial study, he took a deep breath, calmed down, and then stepped into the room.
Ji He found that Ji Zikong was sitting on the dragon throne, and in front of him, Feng Daxun, the supervisor of the Imperial Observatory, stood aside with his hands behind his back, which surprised him a little.
However, he didn't think about these details.
Ji He knelt on his knees, held up the secret letter, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, the result of the meeting to quell the rebellion has come out. The leader has made a contribution of 35,000 Jin of evil spirit!"
Ji Zikong heard this, his eyes shot straight at Ji He, and said in a deep tone: "Is this true?"
The majesty of the king who has been in a high position for a long time was revealed, which doubled the pressure on Ji He.
Ji He nodded repeatedly and said firmly: "It is absolutely true. I have confirmed it repeatedly and I dare not lie in the slightest."
Ji Zikong couldn't help but look at each other with the supervisor Feng Daxun when he heard this, and they saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.
He stood up and said anxiously: "Show it!"