Chapter Sixteen: Making Dragons Coil and Tigers Crouch

arth and splitting mountains.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!Even in their terror, the people in the mine couldn't help but look over.Had they not emerged early, they woul...Leaving the morgue, stepping onto the bare stone floor, I passed by the Beiya jail when I happened to meet Zheng Shangming.

Or perhaps Zheng Shangming had calculated the timing perfectly, waiting here just as planned.

“Have you finished checking” Zheng Shangming asked.

At the same time, a voice echoed in his ears: "Jiang brother, you need to make a decision about the matter of Beiya Duwei as soon as possible."

Jiang Wang's heart moved.

It seems Zheng Shangming has grasped some kind of clue.

Of course, it's not appropriate to discuss the matter of the Northern Guard Commandant openly. After what happened with the strange behavior of that green-ranked constable in the morgue just now, Jiang Wang didn't fully trust the security within the Northern Guard either.

He said, "I've already checked, there's nothing wrong with the body."

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"I understand."

Zheng Shangming nodded. "Then Brother Jiang, slow your journey, and I'll come to your house tomorrow to pick you up."

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Jiang Wang declined and said, "There's no need to go to so much trouble. I will go to the Changsheng Palace tomorrow morning and meet Brother Zheng."

"Also, send someone to check the constable who accompanied me into the morgue just now. There's something off about him. And have Feng Gu's body examined as well. I suspect he did something to it before we arrived."

Zheng Shangming smiled: "It's not that it's troublesome, this is the procedure for investigating a case. When we go out, we have to take the carriage from Beiya and cannot come into contact with others."

In the transmission, he replied: "Rest assured, this person's problems will definitely show. I'll find a new clue tonight and examine the body again. I'll notify you immediately if I have any news."

“Since it’s the rule, then we shall act accordingly.” Jiang Wang bowed slightly. “I shall take my leave now.”

"Goodbye."

Zheng Shangming watched him leave, then turned and walked back into the iron house.

They had a longstanding friendship, which was well known throughout Beiya. A few pleasantries wouldn't raise any suspicion.

Jiang Wang did not go to look for Lin Youxie, but left Beiyuan alone.

The carriage from the Northern Palace was still waiting outside, ready to take him back home.

Although Linzi was bustling, not many people were willing to come to a place like Beiyaguan.

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The candy seller pushed his tricycle and hawked loudly, several passersby looked flustered.

Jiang Wang couldn't help but think...

In Jiang Wuqidi's mural of myriad beings, in which corner should I be

In the world, how many people can escape its entrapment

Lowering herself into the carriage, Jiang Wang sat quietly, her gaze fixed on the red lacquer mirror in her hand as the wheels rolled smoothly along the path.

Earlier, when the outer building was being constructed deep in the universe, thanks to the reflection of the red makeup mirror, the dragon god was briefly immobilized, creating a complete opportunity for Master Guanyin to separate from it.

He once thought that the rouge mirror had awakened some kind of power.

However, upon closer inspection, no new changes were found in the red makeup mirror.

All functions remain the same.

The physical body entered the mirrored world, still in that white expanse. As for the soul, I dared not try to follow...

Jiang Wang speculated that perhaps this red makeup mirror only reacted specially to dragons.

In fact, there were already quite a few signs this morning.

The Red Makeup Mirror came from Hu Shaomeng of Diu Hailou. Judging from the subsequent events, the secret of the Red Makeup Mirror should be known only to Hu Shaomeng and his master Haizongming...

The rouge mirror itself, of course, also came from overseas.

And in the Sea-Covering Raid, the female voice that traversed all the current Soul Calamity Tribulations, cursing with gritted teeth, also bore the name “Sea-Covering.”

At last, after the great pirate raid on the sea, a large sun baked the ocean dry.

All this information is related to "the sea".

And the greatest threat to humankind overseas is the Sea Race.

In ancient times, the Dragon Clan led nearly half of the aquatic races to retreat into the sea. After a long period of time, they evolved into the current Sea Race.

Jiang Wang couldn't help but think, was there some kind of connection between the existence called "Fuhai" and the dragon clan

From the battle in the depths of space, it can be seen that the Sea Dragon God clearly has some understanding of the Crimson Makeup Mirror. But trying to extract any information from him now is not the time...

The more interested Jiang Wang became in the origin of the Hongzhuang Mirror, the more he would be manipulated by that old dragon's cunning.

The Hongzhuang mirror should still have greater potential, but before it can overcome the next round of soul tribulation, it probably won't reveal anything more.

However, Jiang Wang was stroking the rouge mirror, but at this time, she wasn't thinking about the rouge mirror itself, but rather the words that the Dragon God had said in the Yu Heng Star Tower.

He said He had operated in the Origin World for a thousand years, and in the end, none of them succeeded...Saying that holiness and evil are indistinguishable, virtue goes unrewarded.

Of course, that's just a load of bull.

The Dragon God only knows how to use plunder and has committed too many evils. After his true face was revealed, of course, he was not welcomed by anyone and no one followed him.

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Those honeyed words, Jiang Wang didn't even bother to listen to.

But at that moment, he suddenly thought...

What about Jiang Wuqi

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After Jiang Wuqidi's death, the vast power of Changsheng Palace seemed eerily silent, with no signs of activity.

As for Sen Hai Longshen, his actions of going against the norm naturally led to him being ostracized by both friends and family. But how could Jiang Wuqi, a noble with such charisma, be completely alone

Even a peerless genius like Jiang Wang, who had only met her a few times, already held her in high regard.

What about his close confidants

Where did they all go

Even if the trees fall and the monkeys scatter, there shouldn't only be one old eunuch Feng Gu left.

Perhaps Jiang Wuqidi had severed ties with people from his own faction before making this decision, allowing Daqi's allegiance to remain with Daqi and fully opening up his political resources to be divided among his siblings...

But there are still some people who cannot be severed. No matter how hard you try, you can't cut off the mark of Changsheng Palace.

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For example, Feng Gu.

For example... Lei occupies the Qian.

The entire Lei family is Jiang Wuqì's maternal family. How can such a blood relationship be severed

Of course, both Feng Gu and Lei Jia remained silent.

Feng Gu cooperated with Wen Yan Yu to handle Jiang Wu Qi's funeral, and after the funeral ended, he committed suicide.

The Lei family also held a collective mourning for Jiang Wuqi. On the day of Jiang Wuqi's burial, it was precisely when Lei Zhanyan carried the coffin...

Ke Jiang wouldn't abandon those loyal subordinates who had deeply imprinted themselves upon Changsheng Palace. There were more than just these few people.

For example, the disciple of a famous master, Gongsun Yu.

Jiang Wang still remembers that the first time he saw Jiang Wuqi on Yunwu Mountain, there were several important people accompanying him.

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There was Lei Yikun, from the Lei family. There was Zhang Yong, needless to say more. And one more... Gongsun Yu.

Because he was a descendant of the Gongsun Ye who wrote "Pushing cups and changing glasses, the intention of wine rests, from pillow warm jade to bid farewell to guests", he once had a deep impression of him.

Later, he also listened to Xuan Sheng and the others talk about how Gongsun Yu was one of Jiang Wuki's most trusted confidants among his close confidants.

From when did this Gongsun Yu disappear

What happened

Including Jiang Wuqi's funeral, this person didn't seem to have come...

The carriage stopped as Jiang Wang's thoughts were in turmoil.

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"We're here, Master Jiang," the coachman said.

"Thank you," Jiang Wang said politely, then got off the carriage and walked towards his home.

"Someone asked me to give you a message." the coachman suddenly said from behind.

Jiang Wang stopped, but didn't look back.

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The coachman continued, "As a newcomer with no roots or connections, it's not easy for you to be in your position today. You had best not meddle in things that don't concern you."

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Having said that, he flicked the reins and was about to drive away.

Jiang Wang suddenly turned around!

The horse-drawn carriage was stopped by an invisible force. It reared up and neighed loudly, but its sound couldn't get out.

And then he knelt down on the ground, motionless.

The driver tried his best to struggle, but he couldn't move at all!

The entire world was in an uproar, the sky and sea churned like a raging storm. The great dragon's spine seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, its head and limbs trapped within winds of every shape imaginable!

Supreme Daoism, Dragon and Tiger!

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It's utterly hopeless, there's absolutely no room for resistance!

And that world-renowned genius, walked slowly towards them in such despair.

“Am I too easygoing” he asked softly.

"Anyone and everyone can bring me a message, is that right"

The driver's lips were free, but his tongue was silent.

He gritted his teeth, saw a pair of clear eyes, and then the boiling killing intent swept through his mind!

Such murderous intent, such sharpness!

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He was terrified, his body trembling, sweating profusely, and he nearly collapsed to his knees. However, he was frozen in place, unable to move a muscle!

Jiang Wang had reason to be angry.

From the corpse-laden undertaker to the carriage driver, the Inspectorate was riddled with informants. This was unavoidable, of course. The Beiya, an institution with control over the city's security and immense power, would be infiltrated by anyone ambitious enough to secure a position within its ranks.

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Even the North Palace Commandant, Zheng Shi, acquiesced to this. The office was too large and had too many people, making it impossible to be perfectly clean. He only controlled some key positions completely, ensuring the core strength of the Qing Pai. For other parts, he could only allow for leniency.

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But it shouldn't have been that way, not at all. The person behind this shouldn't have just casually sent a driver to deliver the message.

The other side only wants to prove their infiltration of Beiya. They only want to emphasize their strength in Qi.

Look, everywhere you go are our people. If you offend us, even taking a carriage will be dangerous.

This is not a reminder at all, but a naked threat.

Jiang Wang has gone through countless life-and-death battles along the way, overcoming countless powerful opponents with his weakness, and turning the tide of countless battles.

Slaying mighty foes, winning great battles, earning legendary status.

He relied on himself, step by step, to reach his current position: a third-rank Jin Gua warrior, a fourth-rank Qing Pai catcher, and the title of Qing Yangzi. Yet someone dared to threaten him with just a mere lackey!

Looking at the immobile coachman, Jiang Wang's voice was cold: "If I killed you now, no one would speak up for you. No one would dare to come after me because of you. Not even anyone would admit to letting you deliver a message. You would die today, nameless and faceless, without a sound...So you can understand, what are you What are the people behind you"

The coachman has started rolling his eyes.

Jiang Wang untied the dragon and tiger.

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The horse immediately stood up, and the coachman nearly collapsed but managed to hold on.

"You're lucky, standing at my doorstep. I don't want to kill you." Jiang Wang patted his shoulder and said softly, "Also take a message back for me - if you want to teach me how to do things, at least stand before me openly and honestly. If you don't even have the courage to face me, what face do you have to give me advice"

The coachman reluctantly nodded.

Jiang Wang looked into his eyes, confirming he had understood, before turning to head back to the mansion.

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The Jiang residence wasn't located in some remote area, it was right in the heart of Yaoguangfang.

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On the way, there were already pedestrians who noticed this scene, but they only saw——

A carriage from the Beiya stopped there, its horses seemed tired, kneeling on the ground. The coachman helplessly pulled at the reins... and Master Jiang stood in front of the carriage, as if saying something.

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Although I can't hear anything, it looks very friendly.

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After a few words, Lord Jiang turned and returned home. The carriage driver whipped the horses and drove away.

A very harmonious scene.

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This was an ordinary day at the Yaoguang Pavilion, much like any other.

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Besides the servants of the Jiang household looking at their master with even more reverence, everything was as usual.

Entering the house, Jiang Wang first went to the courtyard where Chong Xuan Sheng lived.

Because I had quickened my pace earlier, by the time I reached the gate, the courtyard gate was already open.

At this time, Zhong Xuan Sheng lay half on an unusually wide chaise lounge, his eyes half-closed, savoring the moment immensely.

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The lounge chair stood by the small pond.

This small pond was dug by someone after Chongxuan Sheng moved in. Some aquatic plants were planted inside, and a few turtles were raised.

To his left stood a bamboo shelf laden with several unusually beautiful fruits. Fourteen, having removed his gloves, was slowly peeling them for him.

This fat guy's life lately has been leaning towards Jiang Wuxie's style, it's really laid-back.

When Jiang Wang walked in, the lump of fat on the lounge chair finally moved, lazily glancing over.

"You seem to have some gains" he asked with a hint of amusement in his voice.

And who does this insignificant cultivator with the status of just two prefectures and one divine power look down on!

Jiang Wang didn't have the time to quibble at the moment, only saying, "Check on Gongsun Yu for me. Find out what he's doing now. Keep it discreet, don't let anyone know."

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Zhong Xuan Sheng did not ask the reason, seeing Jiang Wang so serious, he also earnestly said: "I will have Ying Wei handle it immediately."

With fourteen small knives, he skillfully turned and shaved the fruit in his hand. The black rind formed a continuous strip on the plate, while the tender white flesh was placed into Chong Xuan Sheng's mouth.

Then, she put on her gauntlets and walked out without a word. To Yingwei, her orders were no different from those of Chongxuansheng's.

Jiang Wang couldn't help but ask: "You were drinking porridge when you left, and you were eating fruit when you came back. Haven't you been cultivating these past few days"

"Isn't this what you were waiting for" Chong Xuansheng chewed on the fruit in his mouth and mumbled, "If I didn't keep an eye on you, what if you quietly ran out of the country"

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What's gotten into you You're stirring up trouble for no reason!

Jiang Wang shut the courtyard gate behind Shi Fourteen as soon as she left.

"Cough." Chongxuan's expression became more serious: "Tell me, what is it that makes you so troubled"

Jiang Wang walked to the edge of the small pond, looking at the pattern on the shell of a little turtle inside. He opened his mouth and said, "Zheng Shangming told me about Beiya Duwei."

“Oh…” Zhong Xuan grabbed a green fruit with his chubby hand, took a bite, and said casually, “It seems Feng Gu’s death is not simple. It will involve many people…”

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He glanced at Jiang Wang and asked, "Does Zheng Shangming want you to lead this case so that his father can be promoted and make way for you"

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As for this fat man's intelligence, Jiang Wang had long been accustomed to it, and could only nod: "That's right."

Chong Xuan Sheng took another bite of the fruit, juice splashing everywhere: "Lin Youxie must have some demands, and there's a conflict with Zheng Shangming. Otherwise, for something so good, you wouldn't make things so difficult..."

"What's the matter between you and Lin Youxie..." He ate the fruit, somewhat indistinctly: "Hmm...Lin Kuang"

He swallowed the fruit in shock and sat up, saying: "The case of Lady Lei Gui!"ke to see you try to kill me!"Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! Let me know if you'd like to translate something else!The coroner Wang's voice was hoarse, seemingly no...