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The confluence of the Yellow River, a spectacle watched by all under heaven.

Everything on the Guanhe Platform will be repeatedly analyzed and pondered by people.

As the leader of the Inner Court's Huang He team, Jiang Wang naturally received the most attention.

It is no secret that he carries the legacy of the ancient Yun Ding Xian Gong.

That kind of magical skill, walking on air as if it were solid ground and moving with effortless grace, is truly unparalleled in the world.

The diviner, therefore, knew that the Celestial Master of YunDing Immortal Palace, whom he could not divine in Yongguo, was actually Jiang Wang, the prodigy of Qi State.

Having found its target under the guise of a demon, of course it had to pay it a visit.

But Qi was not Yong.

He dared to calculate celestial secrets and audaciously destroyed the Qingyun Pavilion within the borders of Yong Guo, yet it's impossible for him to sneak into Qi Guo and harm Jiang Wang. Let alone him, even the leader of demons would die if they dared to enter Qi Guo.

But the fortune teller is after all a fortune teller, he's after all the second person demon, a fortune-telling demon!

Sometimes you want to deal with someone. There's no need to get too close.

Just like...now.

Today's Qingyang Town is a far cry from its former peaceful state.

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The sturdy and imposing soldiers searched the area, their shouts mingled with the cries of children and the clattering of jars and bottles...

Although the threat of Chong Xuan Sheng loomed, these soldiers dared not go too far. However, searches themselves are inherently destructive.

It first undermined the authority of the landowner and destroyed the sense of security felt by the people in the territory.

Secondly, going through one's belongings in such a haphazard manner disrupts the existing order and inevitably leads to chaos.

All the people in Qingyang Town Hall were confined, and the entire Qingyang Town area was open to the search party.

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Heavy Xuan went nowhere, just leisurely following behind Zhang Weiyue. He occasionally chimed in with a few words.

“Hey, father-in-law, keep track of the accounts. If anything is missing from home—gold, silver, or spirit stones—when we get back, Minister Zhang will have to cover the loss!”

"Come come come, make way for Master Zhang quickly. You! I'm talking to you! What do you do Seeing Master Zhang, you don't even move aside Don't you love your country Where are you from, what's your name and surname, what do you do, and what ulterior motives do you have"

"Hey! Look at that look on your face!"

"You've all brightened up, haven't you Bring out your valuables... or rather, the evidence! If not, I'll make sure you see what Zhang Ye is capable of!"

Zhang Weiyǔ knew that in Qingyang Town, his reputation as a "corrupt official" was impossible to wash away...

This person can't be beaten or scolded, but he's like a piece of adhesive plaster, sticking to you and refusing to budge.

After several attempts, he had to give up on "being the first to charge into battle." He composed himself and returned to the town hall, thinking it would be better to sit down and ask questions. He acted as if it was his right and went straight to the main seat.

Unbeknownst to him, a frail figure stood before him once more.

Zhang Weiyǔ's face was very unpleasant: "What else do you want to do"

Dugu Xiao hung her eyelids and explained very seriously, "This is my master's position. It remains empty even when he's not here, and no one else can sit."

Zhang Weiyǔ burst out laughing in exasperation, pointing at Dugu Xiao and saying to his subordinates, “A mere pavilion chief dares to defy me time and time again! It’s clear that Jiang Wangqi is arrogant and presumptuous by nature!”

...Chong Xuan reached out his hand, and with a tremendous force, he pulled Dugu Xiaqiang away: "You have guts! A small pavilion keeper dares to block my way!"

Do you know that the esteemed Grand Historian, Mr. Chen, once said a phrase "Where there are no laws prohibiting it, then it is freedom!"

Do you understand what this means

Which imperial decree states that a magistrate of the Ministry of Civil Affairs cannot sit in this position

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Zhang is a capable lieutenant for Dr. Chen.

"Don't even talk about just the location of Qingyang Town, let alone going higher and higher! Hey! Since you said to sit, then let's sit!"

Zhong Xuan Sheng's words were only halfway through when Zhang Weiyu had already plopped down onto the chair beside him, no longer insisting on the head seat.

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Chen Fu's original words were, "Laws prohibit only what is forbidden, and morality does not restrain all that is permissible," intending to discuss the boundaries between laws and morals.

But Chong Xuan deliberately took things out of context and twisted the meaning, he couldn't refute it.

As soon as he sat down, he declared: "From now on, I shall personally investigate this case!"

This meaning is very clear. If Chongxuan continues to speak at random, it will be obstructing official duties.

He had to use Qi rhythm to suppress it.

A fourth-rank Qing official named Ma Xiong, it's unknown when he arrived in the town hall. However, he only silently found a spot to sit down and then remained motionless, his eyes fixed on his nose, his nose on his heart.

In this mess of a debacle, whatever he found would be bad, and whatever he didn't find would also be bad. When Zhang Weiyue threw in the towel, he quickly backed out. Anyway, his main responsibility this time was to supervise Zhang Weiyue—although Chong Xuan had already "supervised" very specifically and effectively.

Zhang Weiyǔ didn't bother with him, only raising his eyes to look at Fan Qingqing and saying, "I heard you're from a seafaring family"

Fan Qingqing replied, "Reporting to the lord, that is indeed the case. The Wu Xianmen where I lived was destroyed by evil people. Fortunately, I was taken in by Master Jiang and have been living in this town with him, building houses and halls. It has already been several months."

While what she said was true, it was also carefully worded, subtly distancing herself from her relationship with Jiang Wang. This indicated that she was not a close confidante.

"With your rich experience as an expert from the Inner Temple, you're not someone a small town like this could afford. " Zhang Weiyu naturally heard that this woman wasn't as devoted as Dugu Xiaozhong, looking at her with encouragement: "Have you found out later, who destroyed your sect"

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Fan Qingqing was not a young novice who had just stepped out of the seclusion. She had once reached the position of an elder in an extraordinary sect, and she would certainly not be swayed by this level of implication.

He just shook his head, a bitter look on his face, and said: “I’m weak and insignificant. I can’t find out anything.”

She wouldn't go all out for Jiang Wang, but she wouldn't dare to deliberately harm him in front of so many people.

Zhang Weiyǔ was just writing casually, not aiming for any particular goal. He wasn't very concerned about failing either, so he looked at Dugu Xiao again: "When did you start following Jiang Wang Are there any other people in your family"

Dugu Xiaodao said: “My parents are both deceased, and I have no siblings. I am just an ordinary maid, bought and sold at will. The lord pitied my orphaned and hard-working state, so he bestowed upon me something extraordinary…”

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Zhang Weiy let out a snort and stopped asking. Suddenly, his gaze was like lightning, fixed on the timid man cowering by the door.

Zhang Hai suddenly shrank back, his men instinctively stepping back.

"What's in your hand" Zhang Weiyue asked fiercely.

Before Zhang Hai could reply, a soldier from the Slashing Rain Army stepped forward. With a swift hand, he snatched the parchment hidden in his grasp and presented it to Zhang Weiyu.

Zhang Weiyǔ unfolded it and found that it was some incomprehensible esoteric things.

"Zhang Hai, is that your name You better confess whatever secrets you're hiding. If I find out myself, it will be too late!"

Zhang Hai was extremely nervous.

He was just an ordinary cultivator, living a mundane life and clinging to fleeting fantasies. The only reason he stayed in Qingyang Town was because of a past bond with Jiang Wang, a spark of connection from long ago. He had never encountered someone as significant as Zhang Weiyu before, leaving him speechless and stammering: "I... I..."

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"That's enough!"

Zhang Weiyǔ, with a wave of his hand, passed the scroll to his subordinate: "Go find out what this coded message is."

“Master!,” Zhang Hai bravely said, “This isn’t some secret code; this is…a new medicinal formula I’ve researched!”

Zhang Weiyue's face was expressionless, but her hands were clenched tightly.

He glanced at the parchment once more. It read:

"Nine chrysanthemum blossoms, four jade stones, half-dried grass, three steamed grains of rice, water from an empty mountain, mystical arts' mist, all blended as one..."

It's flowers and stones, grass and rice, water and mist. You're telling me you're refining medicine

Aren't you afraid of eating yourself to death

Zheng Xuan burst into laughter.

Then, as if unable to hold it in any longer, he burst into laughter.

>tely new raceThis is a shortcut, even the extraordinary and unparalleled cannot reach it.Perhaps we should delve into the hidden corners of history and see what lengths those ancient sages went to in...