Chapter 322: Zhidou Wei Dugong

Chapter 322 Zhidou Wei Dugong
Yuan Fangfei heard his words, the dark face was gloomy, and he was not angry. He was a soft and weak woman. Even if she blocked Wei Dugong’s road, you can teach her a few words and push her. On the edge of the circuit, Zhangkou is a hundred plates. Do you want to kill her..."
"Let's relax! Wei Dugong's road, I hope you guys to block, hit her 100 big board, she is very cheap..." The guard sternly interrupted Yuan Fangfei's words and looked at her contemptuously.
Yuan Fangfei was angry and burned: "You say who is the untouchables, you say it again..."
"It is you, the people, the people, the people..." The guards reprimanded unceremoniously.
Yuan Fangfei’s smoldering raging anger, the hand under the sleeves suddenly clenched into a fist, and he would wave to the guard. Murong hurriedly reached out and stopped her. The dark eyes flashed a little bit cold: the Wei Dugong God is mysterious, power does not seem to be small, and there are people around him, they should not be hard against him...
Looking up at the guard, she said faintly: "This guard, before the board is played, can the little woman ask you a question, otherwise, the little girl leads the board unwillingly..."
The guard's brow was picking up. The military was in front and the stick was behind. She was so calm and self-satisfied. It was unexpected. She wanted to die convincedly. He would fulfill her: "What problem? You ask."
Murong Xue smiled slightly and looked at the sedan chair slowly coming over. The loud voice: "What is the duty of the guard?"
The guards stunned and proudly said: "Protect the emperor, protect the adults, protect the Qingyan people, and guard the peace of the party..."
"Just a little woman was not feeling well. I didn't stand still for a while. After a few steps, you will pull me to beat a hundred boards. Is this to protect the people and guard the peace?" Murong Xue interrupted coldly. With his words, he looked at him with an eyebrow.
"This..." The guards suddenly stopped talking, feeling that the people were contemptuous, and the taunting eyes looked over. He was so anxious that his forehead was sweating coldly, and he was preparing for a strong word to argue. Murong Xue pre-emptively opened his mouth: "Seeing people's physical discomfort If you don't help, you will forget it. If you want to pull the person down, you are the guardian. If the guards of Qingyan are as arrogant as you are, the blue flames are not chaotic..."
"This..." The guards rushed to scratch their ears, a blush for a while, white for a while, instantly changed into dozens of colors, and racked their brains to rebut Murong Xue...
Murong Xue did not agree, the corner of his mouth was slightly bent, and Yu Guang saw the gorgeous soft sedan coming over. The snow gauze curtain fluttered gently with the breeze, and a sinister male voice slowly sounded after the snow yarn: "The girl said Extremely, this bodyguard did not do very well. Come, pull him down and hit another hundred boards."
The man's voice was lazy, soft, gloomy, heavy, and with the peculiar sharpness of the eunuch, and heard that Murong Xue slightly frowned.
The two guards stepped forward and drove the guard from the left and right, dragging him out of the crowd.
The gorgeous soft sedan slowly walked in front of Murong Xue, and a cold fragrance came to the surface. It was clear, faint, very good, the breeze blew, the curtain of the snow yarn floated gently, revealing a little Ink-colored clothing corners, embroidered with gold thread lace on the corner of the clothes, at a glance, it is worth a lot of money...
Murong Xue’s cold eyes narrowed slightly, and she could clearly see through the layers of snow yarn that the people in the soft sedan were watching her, the eyes were feminine, arrogant, cold, ruthless...
The soft car gradually went away until it disappeared. The people sighed with relief and looked at Murong Xue’s eyes full of praise.
Yuan Fangfei also smiled and looked at Murong Xuedao: "Mu Rongxue, you are really powerful, and you have collided with Wei Dugong. Actually, there is no injury, and I am worried that I will be worried for a long time..." Refuting people is speechless, no matter who is coming, she will not be able to convict her.
"Who is this Wei Dugong?" Murong Xue looked at Yuan Fangfei inexplicably.
"No, you don't even know Wei Dugong!" Yuan Fangfei's eyes widened in surprise.
"Is he famous?" Murong Xue's doubts are even more intense: in her memory, there is no such person at all.
"Yuan Fang is famous." Yuan Fangfei looked around and lowered his voice: "He is the supervisor of the East Factory, who controls thousands of eunuchs who are responsible for monitoring the capital, collecting news, intelligence, who Offended them, who is unlucky..."
what? Qingyanguo actually has an East Factory? Also set up the supervisor?
Monitoring the capital and collecting intelligence is exactly the same as recorded in the history books. This Qingyan country is obviously an dynasty dynasty, not the dynasty recorded in the history books.
"The Wei Dugong, who was just called Wei Zhongxian?" Murong Xue muttered to himself.
Yuan Fangfei shook his head: "He is not called Wei Zhongxian, he is Wei Jinxian!"
Fortunately, fortunately, it is not Wei Zhongxian, but Wei Jinxian and Wei Zhongxian have only one word, and the ghost knows if there is any connection between them...
Murong Xueyu’s forehead, casually said:
How have I never heard of the East Factory eunuch?

"Because they are the emperor's dark forces, like the dark guards, they only do things in the dark, rarely appear in front of people. This Wei Dugong was also very low-key before. He only walked back and forth between the palace and the east factory. I don't know him today. How could suddenly be a whim, sitting in a soft sedan, swaying and swaying on the street..." Yuan Fangfei looked at the direction in which Wei Dugong disappeared, and the bottom of the screaming was full of doubts.
Murong Xue’s cold eyes narrowed up slightly:
The people in the East Factory are very powerful?

Yuan Fangfei focused on the key: "Yes, they are just like the imperial guards of the palace. They are directly obeyed by the emperor. Only the emperor's life is from. They are not secret guards, not soldiers, nor belong to the Imperial Army, but a very special one. Compilation, each of them will save a file, the file is not placed in the military, but directly placed in the emperor, for the emperor to read at any time..."
Ministry of War? file!
Murong Xue’s eyes lit up:
What do you mean, the military department also keeps the files of all the soldiers in the military camp?

Yuan Fangfei groaned, and did not understand why she was still talking about Wei Dugong in the second, and became the military department in the next second, or according to the truth: "Yes, all the soldiers who are enlisted will be archived in the Ministry of War, the date of birth. On the day, where the family lives, they will be written on the file. However, the average soldier will only write these files. The files are very simple. Only the files of the generals will be written more comprehensively..."
"The soldiers are archived by team?" Murong Xue looked faint.
Yuan Fangfei nodded. "Almost, the soldiers of Qingyan are from all over the country, a village, and the soldiers who came out of a town. The defendants basically returned to the same team..."
(End of this chapter)