Luo Jing whispered: "Light incense, bow three times, insert incense, and retreat back to the blood gold thread. If you are not a believer, you should not kneel in the cushion. If you pass the blood gold thread, you are not allowed to speak."

Li Qingxian nodded, glanced at the long blood-golden line not far from the offering desk, took nine incense sticks from Han Anbo, lit it in the Jiuhe Cloud Pattern Copper stove, shook it to put out the fire, and walked towards the nearest offering desk

.

Han Anbo, Yu Ping and Hong Cheng hurriedly followed him, holding his breath and lowering his head to remain silent.

After the long blood-golden line, Li Qingxian's heartbeats faster. He walked to the black cushion, held incense in both hands, bent down and bowed, and bowed three times.

Get up, go around the futon, insert incense into the stove, then bend down slightly, slowly retreating.

The four of them breathed a sigh of relief after exiting the bloodline.

"Follow me to the clerk department. The Ministry of Revenue is full of talk, so you can talk to me in my room."

After Luo Jing finished his blessing, he led the four of them across Hubu Street again, returned to the South Courtyard from the side door, and walked forward all the way.

Occasionally, when you meet a high-ranking official, a few people stop and wait for the high-ranking official to leave before moving forward.

After walking through the corridor and the gate, crossing the bridge, I walked for a long time before entering the courtyard with the black wood and red sign hanging from the "Interior Affairs Department", and then turned around and walked to the Ding Academy of Sciences and entered a black wall.

Tile office room.

"Duan Heng, go and pour tea. You can sit down." Luo Jing moved a chair, placed it in front of the table, and sat on the chair behind the table.

Hong Cheng, who was observing secretly, felt a sudden slap in his heart. There was no reason why the eighth-rank official personally moved a chair for the tenth-rank official.

Li Qingxian stood and looked at the room. The table was facing the gate. The left wing room was covered with bookshelf and papers were listed.

On the other side are four narrow wooden tables, with four treasures of the study and layers of official documents stacked.

Li Qingxian thought to himself that it was quieter than he imagined, and Ding Ke was ranked fourth. As Pang Mingjing guessed before, Luo Jing had no real power.

Li Qingxian didn't care and sat down with a smile.

Han Anbo and Yu Pingyi stood beside Li Qingxian, holding Ye Dao.

Hong Chengze stood at the door with his left foot facing out the door with his left toe.

"If you have something to do, tell me." Luo Jing put his arms on the table.

Li Qingxian looked at Luo Jing with a round nose and a slight tilt on the corner of his mouth. His face was already a bit fierce, and he was even more powerful when sitting behind the table.

"No hurry, drink tea first."

Luo Jing smiled and said, "Okay."

"I'm idle, I'm idle. Tell me what's going on in the court recently? You should be more informed than me." Li Qing said lazily.

Luo Jing thought for a while and said, "The biggest thing at the moment is that the emperor is preparing to restore some old ministers, which involves a lot of people. The government and the opposition are talking, and many people suspect it is a major reshuffle."

"It's not that serious, right?" Li Qingxian asked.

"It's not that serious. The emperor ascended the throne with his reign, and his reign was about 16 years ago. Some people and some places should move." Luo Jing said.

"So that's it," Li Qingxian vaguely guessed a few points, but he didn't know the key point, "How about the demon disease? Today, the people from the Finance Department even want us to go out to patrol the streets and kill monsters."

Luo Jing said: "I didn't hear any wind, but it was a common practice for the Night Guard to go out to kill monsters. When the monsters were severe, each department of the Night Guard had a "demon removal team". You are still young, I don't know, Tian Kangnian is

There is no Night Guard, but there is a Dragon Guard, not only the Demon Elimination Division, but also the Demon Suppression, Evil Elimination, and Puppet Slaying Division. It was only later that major forces entered the North Korea that these organizations were disbanded, and most of them entered.

Night Guard.”

"I know this. I heard someone chatting a few days ago. I heard that the elders wanted to streamline the Night Guard and give up their original duties as supervising officials, and only be responsible for targeting monks. Have you heard the wind?"

"The general trend is going." Luo Jing said.

"So that's it." Li Qingxian said.

"The hot water is coming." At this time, Duan Heng walked in with a steaming kettle, then brewed tea, poured water, and divided the cups.

A rough man, he works meticulously and nimblely.

"This is our Nanxingpai specialty, you can try it." Luo Jing said.

"Is it the big tea tree that has wingless birds nesting under the roots?"

"right."

Li Qingxian took a sip and tasted it, but didn't taste anything. He said, "Good tea is indeed better than ordinary tea."

Luo Jing smiled and lowered his head to drink.

After drinking the cup of tea, Li Qingxian said, "Let's talk about the serious business."

Luo Jing nodded.

Li Qingxian sat upright and said, "Mr. Luo, what should I do if someone enters the Ministry of Revenue and does not follow the rules and blaspheme the gods?"

"There are fines and confiscations of money at the least, and the worst is to be arrested and investigated in the God Prison."

Li Qingxian pointed to Hong Cheng and said, "Mr. Luo, do you think there is anything that I, the deputy captain, isn't enough to follow the rules?"

"You really want to harm me!" Hong Cheng screamed, stepped out of the threshold, and looked at Li Qingxian angrily.

Li Qingxian smiled and said, "You misunderstood. It's not that I want to harm you, but that the Ministry of Revenue wants to follow the rules. Do you think so, Lord Luo?"

Luo Jing pondered for a moment, suddenly looked at Hong Cheng, his pupils contracted and turned red, and the small red dots swayed from side to side quickly, returning to normal in the blink of an eye.

A strange cool breeze blew.

Hong Cheng's whole body was numb. He obviously wanted to escape, but for some reason, his legs were weak.

He bent his neck with all his might and saw a few more red dots on his shadow, nailing the shadow like a nail.

"You..." Hong Cheng looked at Luo Jing in horror.

Luo Jing stood up and said as he walked, "Thanks to Qingxuan reminder, otherwise I would have been deceived by this blasphemous guy. I ask you, why don't you burn incense when you enter the temple?"

Hong Cheng hurriedly said, "I came with Team Li, he has already cooked incense for me."

"Qingxuan, are you burning incense for him?"

Li Qingxian said in surprise: "Brother Han bought the fragrance. I bought it. What does it have to do with you, Hong Cheng?"

"You framed me!" Hong Cheng shouted angrily.

Li Qingxian sighed and said, "I made a mistake and made a loud noise. I will be more guilty."

Luo Jing smiled, patted his hands lightly, and said, "Come on, arrest this blasphemous person, throw it into the God's Prison, and interrogate it immediately!"

Hong Cheng's expression changed drastically. As Ye Wei, he knew best what the so-called interrogation of the Divine Prison was, and he used evil magic to invade his mind and drive people crazy. At that time, even if Wei Yong and the people behind him came to rescue him,

The only one who saved him was a madman.

"You..." He had to lower his voice, "You can't treat me like this. Lord Wei Yong knows that he will not let you go!"

At this time, Duan Heng came over without expression and asked, "Ask him immediately?"

"Inquiry immediately." Luo Jing said.

"Come!" Duan Heng gave the order, and a group of people rushed in.

"You can't... wuwu..." Hong Cheng was not halfway through his words, a tenth-grade evil sect swung his right hand, and blood-colored needles flew out as if their eyes were long, piercing his upper and lower lips, strung together.

Together, blood flowed along the long needles, woven into a blood net, blocking his mouth.

"Wait." Li Qingxian said.

Everyone looked at Li Qingxian together, and Hong Cheng's eyes burst into an indescribable light, and he nodded vigorously, as if expressing gratitude.

Li Qingxian stood up and asked while walking, "Brother Jing, do we still have to pay the incense and tea money today?"

Luo Jing looked embarrassed and said, "According to the rules, I still have to hand over it."

"I can't do it after I've earned it?"

"At least, the ninth grade is needed to not pay at all." Luo Jing said.

Li Qingxian nodded and said, "Duan Heng, you can flip through this man's cowhide bag and give it to Brother Jing."

Hong Cheng looked at Li Qingxian with disbelief.

Duan Heng took off Hong Cheng's leather pocket, took out the broken silver and copper coins, and weighed them.

Luo Jing said: "Enough."

Li Qingxian walked to Hong Cheng and smiled and said, "If you fight with me upright, I will at most let you get out of the street patrol room, but you shouldn't have to be sure and shouldn't be bullied Brother Han."

Hong Cheng struggled hard, whimpering softly, and tears gushed out of his mouth.

"I, Li Qingxian, don't rub the sand in my eyes!" After Li Qingxian said that, he turned around and returned to his seat.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

Duan Heng and others dragged Hong Cheng away.
Chapter completed!