The history I've been through has collapsed [Quick Transmigration]

The night is boundless, as if the thick ink is spread out, except for some popular lights to show their existence, there is no light at all.

Yandi Governor's Mansion, which represents the power center of Yancheng, is so quiet that it is a little strange.

The governor's rank is the second rank, and he is a local military and political official who holds great power.

At this time, Jiang Wen, the governor, was looking at the man in black who claimed to be the soul snatcher in front of him with a serious expression.

The man in black was condescending, looked at the court officer in front of him with contempt, lowered his voice, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Officer dog, your time has come!"

Jiang Wen sneered, glanced at the sharp blade on his neck, and said nothing.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the Soul Reaper sharpened his eyes, moved his thumb slightly forward, and the sharp blade cut the skin on Jiang Wen's neck, bleeding out.

"If you don't reveal the secret decree, your life will be lost."

He roared bitterly, but no matter how he looked at it, he looked a little bit harsh.

Silence, long silence, the atmosphere seemed to freeze.

In an instant, the keen perception that martial arts practitioners are used to makes the Soul Reaper suddenly feel a bit of coolness—someone!

Before he could react, there was a sudden sharp pain in the joints of his wrist.The Soul Reaper subconsciously let go of his blade and turned to face the enemy.

Although Jiang Wen is an official of the imperial court, he is also good at martial arts, but he is not so proficient. Seeing that the situation has turned around, he reacted sharply, grabbed the sharp blade, stepped back seven feet away, and looked at the man who saved him. Someone who will die.

The man was leaning against the door frame, apparently also dressed as a Jiang Hu, but he was a handsome young man with a relaxed temperament, not yet crowned.

His eyes are clear, but they are not pure and ignorant of the world, but a kind of transparency.And the hidden weapon that smashed the Soul Slayer's wrist bone just now was obviously issued by this boy.

He wears a seemingly light Miao knife on his waist, and a small seal hangs on the scabbard.It is really strange that a knife that sees blood is put together with a chapter of a literati.

But the Soul Reaper had no chance to think about this, because the boy's knife was out of its sheath.

A seemingly unremarkable white light flashed, but it was wrapped in a sharp and incomparable power and slashed towards the soul snatcher.

It was a common Miao knife, without any decoration except for the jade seal on the scabbard.But it was that kind of knife that made the Soul Reaper's eyes widen suddenly, giving birth to the thought that no matter how hard he tried to hide, he couldn't hide - as if Mount Tai was overwhelming.

But for a moment.He died, with a red mark on his neck.

The young man's knife is very precise, obviously because of long-term practice, his strength is not missing a bit, nor is it a little bit more.

Jiang Wen glanced at the corpse, then raised his head to meet the boy's gaze.

"Why save me?" After looking at each other for a moment, it was Jiang Wen who finally spoke first.

The young man raised his brows, his face full of reason: "Because I know that you are a good official, and that soul snatcher is the most bottomless killer in the Jianghu." The voice was as clear as his eyes, like Lin Laiquan's rhyme.

Jiang Wen became interested, and wondered: "But there are many rumors about me that I cling to the prime minister, flatter the horse, and work for the tiger. Why do you think I am a good official?"

The young man in front of him blinked, tilted his head and said: "Yan City is located on the border of the Northland, and the law and order is very good. The border is often invaded by bandits, but they have never invaded Yan City.

On the other hand, the people of Yongcheng in the west are looted by bandits every year. The magistrate there claims to be a clean stream, but he can't do anything to the enemy. Just people. "

These words, every word, seemed to hit the drum of the heart.

Jiang Wen smiled bitterly.

"Unfortunately, there are only a few people I've ever seen who talk like you.

I'm a villain who tends to become the prime minister's dog, and I have helped him frame countless Qingliu. Those ghosts often come to me in dreams. I think I don't regret dying.

And if I die, who will be in the court——to deal with this jackal who has been knocking on the sidelines for years?

If I am not the prime minister's dog, how can I get the court to send troops and food to deal with these people?

If I don't flatter my horse, where will the power come from to protect these generals who fight for the country so that they don't become victims of party struggle? "

After Jiang Wen said these words, he sighed deeply.

The young man tried to comfort him: "But you have benevolence in your heart, and the people under your rule will see what you have done. If you have the heart, you might as well take a look and listen to what the people say about you.

It is you who bring them such a peaceful life without being committed by the enemy bandits.They all know it in their hearts.

You don't have to be burdened by mere reputation now, Qing History can always give you a fair evaluation in later generations.But today's infamy, before you make such a decision, you must be ready to bear it long ago. "

"That's right, I, Jiang Wen, have only wanted to serve the country and the people in my life. I am not ashamed of my heart, nor my official hat."

He bowed deeply to the person in front of him, and said with a smile: "Jiang hasn't asked the name of the young hero yet."

"Yuan Rang."

There was no moon in this night, and the black clouds were layer upon layer, which seemed to be overwhelming.

But Jiang Wen always looks forward to the sunshine every day.

He has always believed that there is justice in the world.

And it was precisely because of such a moonless night that Jiang Wen didn't notice the boy's departure and return.

Jianghu masters naturally have their own channels to learn some secrets.

Yuan Rang lurks on the roof, patiently waiting for Jiang Wen to leave the study, and sneaks in like a fish, avoiding the guards.

The desk was empty.He carefully inspected the bookshelf on one side.

People who practice martial arts are all sharp-eyed, and the degree of acuity depends on the depth of inner strength.In Yuan Rang's eyes, he could still see something clearly in this pitch-black study.

Finally, he found the location of the organ.

He held his breath, and a bunch of hidden weapons flicked past—it just happened to get stuck in the gap where the mechanism made a sound when it was opened.

It was the first time to do such a sneaky thing, Yuan Rang's palms were a little sweaty.

He stretched out his hand and slowly took out a piece of ice silk with special material and densely written strange symbols on it.

This kind of ice silk is extremely special, not to mention water and fire, and the words on it will disappear in a short time.

If another person came, he must be blinded, and it would be useless to look at it, but Yuan Rang glanced over and understood what it was.

Sanskrit.

It is said that Jiang Wen was praised by the emperor because he was extremely good at this.

Yuan Rang squinted and translated these words word by word.But after reading the content of this secret decree, he was a little surprised.

This is not a secret decree - to be more precise, it is not the emperor's secret decree, but the prime minister's secret decree.

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