Before dawn, Luo Ping got up in his clothes...
He went out of the door, without alarming the servants of the house, and took up the broom himself, and swept the courtyard where he lived.
Then he went into the kitchen, cooked a pot of fragrant corn porridge, fried a few multigrain pancakes, cut a plate of mustard, and drizzled with a little sesame oil.
He opened the jar again, scooped up a few pieces of tofu, and a simple but warm breakfast at home was ready.
On weekdays, these things are done by the servants of the house.
But today, he personally took charge of the battle, and the things he made were actually very good. woke up his little son, who was drowsy, Luo Ping smiled and helped him brush his teeth and wash his face, carried him to the dining table, and had breakfast with him.
Luo Ping, who is over 400 years old, has a wife, two wives, six concubines, and many children and grandchildren.
Only the youngest son born to him by his favorite concubine eight years ago is the most liked by him, and he is the only one who lives in the same courtyard with Luo Ping.
Holding the porridge bowl, Luo Ping looked at his chubby and naïve little son with a smile.
From time to time, he patted his son's head dotingly, and wiped the porridge from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief.
It had been many years since he had shown such flesh and blood affection to his flesh and blood.
Four hundred years of time, a leisurely and wealthy carefree life, Luo Ping's life has been smooth sailing, there are so many children, flesh and blood affection or something, it is too luxurious.
"Little fatty, listen to your mother obediently in the future."
Looking at the already bright sky in the east, Luo Ping put down the porridge bowl, patted the little fat head one last time, and walked out of the door.
Two servant women stood by the door in fear.
Whispered apologies.
Today's things are too strange, my own master actually cleaned the yard himself, made breakfast, and served the little master to get up.
He did all the tasks of the servants, which made them extremely uneasy.
Smiling and waving his hand, Luo Ping shook his head, comforted the two servants, and walked into the bedroom with his hands behind his back.
When he went out, Luo Ping had already put on his official uniform.
He held the jade belt around his waist with both hands, and walked out step by step.
Behind him.
The old butler, who had served in his house for hundreds of years, bowed down and bowed.
More than a dozen men in strong suits came out of nowhere.
Under the leadership of the old housekeeper, they gathered all of Luo Ping's immediate dependents with a firm and irrefutable attitude, and left Ziling Capital through a secret channel.
In Luo Ping's house.
There is a group of men and women who live as usual.
But these people are no longer related to Luo Ping.
Ziling was captured by the Haoling Dynasty.
The attention of the garrison of Haoyu was all focused on looting the floating wealth of the people.
The wealthy family of the Hao Dynasty was allowed by some unspoken rules of the Hao Dynasty.
Reasonable and legal suppression, a large number of families were destroyed, and a large number of family members were killed or fled without a trace.
In Zilingdu and even in the Luzhou and Qianyu dynasties, all the high-ranking officials either sold themselves to the Haoyu dynasty, but more high-ranking officials were beheaded and destroyed.
Only middle and low-level officials like Luo Ping, they live a very nourishing life.
Like Luo Ping, his resume is very clean, he has no family power as a background, and his family is an ordinary family of lower-level officials.
The Luo family has held two or three junior and middle-level official positions in Zilingdu for generations, and in some years, their family has relied on Enxilu to inherit the official position of their ancestors.
Now that the dynasty has been overthrown, the people are in chaos, but the basic administrative system has been preserved.
Luo Ping, an inconspicuous petty official with a certain amount of real power, is still doing well under the military management of the Haoyu Dynasty.
As a subordinate commander of the Ziling Capital Guard, Luo Ping controlled the last fully established law lieutenant and law service force in the Ziling Capital.
With 300 lieutenants and 3,000 servants, this force barely maintains law and order in the market.
Although there is no public security in Ziling now, there are countless bandits who enter and leave the city to burn, kill and plunder every night, but at least during the day, these people under Luo Ping can barely control the large-scale turmoil on the streets.
Luo Ping has a clear understanding of this, and his current task is to cover the fig leaf.
As long as he can maintain the law and order of Ziling on the surface, then the Haoyu Dynasty will be able to proudly declare to the outside world that Ziling Du maintains the stability and security stipulated by the law under their rule.
"The army of the Haoyu Dynasty is a group of bitches, and I am the archway in front of them."
When he saw Yin Xuege in the signing room of his office, Luo Ping said to Yin Xuege with a smile.
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"It's a very figurative metaphor, you know what I'm going to do" Yin Xuege sat on the chair belonging to Luo Ping, flipped through the case files in front of her, and asked Luo Ping without raising her head.
Luo Ping nodded, he took out a heavy leather bag from a heavy cabinet cast in alloy, and took out dozens of paper yellow identity files from it, which looked very old.
Placing these files in front of Yin Xue Ge, Luo Ping smiled and spread out these files one by one.
"We have received a notice from King Wuyi to accompany his favorite concubine back to Ziling Province, and the Generalissimo of the Haoyu Dynasty has ordered us to maintain stability in the market during the period when King Wuyi is in power."
"To put it bluntly, they don't want to see people from the Dangguo Dynasty taking to the streets to make trouble."
Fingers tapped on the file, and Luo Ping squinted and smiled.
"Your current identity, my lord, is the captain of the law under my command, and there are twenty law captains and two hundred law officers under your command."
"The area where you are responsible for patrolling is near the ancestral residence of the Lejia family in the city."
Yin Xue Ge carefully examined the files in front of him, these files were prepared many years ago, and all the files were registered in accordance with the most orthodox official channels and using the most orthodox procedures.
On each file, there is a token.
As long as he grabs this token, Yin Xue Ge will become the person on the file.
All the identification information in the file is complete, the names of relatives, residential addresses, the biographies of relatives of the previous 18 generations, etc., there is no flaw anywhere.
Originally, there were no people in the world who were recorded in the archives.
But as long as Yin Xue Ge brought the corresponding person over, this person appeared vividly.
"You've put a lot of thought into it."
Yin Xue Ge looked at these identity files that had been prepared many years ago, and sighed sincerely.
Luo Ping is a dead soldier, a dead soldier who was installed by the Qi Dynasty and is now directly under the command of Luo Jingming.
His father, his grandfather, his great-grandfather, his ancestors for generations, are all the same identity.
They are on weekdays.
Just like countless other people, they live an ordinary life.
But as soon as they receive a specific order, they will immediately move, using the power and connections in their hands to give up the task of fully explaining their lives.
Yin Xue Ge grabbed a token made of sterling silver.
This is the token corresponding to his status as a captain of the Captain.
The sterling silver token seems to have been rubbed and caressed for many years.
The surface of the token is covered with a dull black toning.
It is also this layer of slurry.
It makes this token look extraordinarily real, like a real captain who has served in Ziling for decades.
That's what his token should look like.
Yin Xue Ge left with all the tokens, and he wrote down the information on the file.
As long as he handed over these materials to Yin Feixu and the others, and gave them the corresponding identity tokens, the elites of the Yin family he brought were transformed into the current lieutenants and servants who maintained law and order in the Ziling Capital.
Two hundred and twenty strong people who have passed through the Casting Hall and completed the golden three-stage casting body, and have at least ten dragons or more strength.
Just like that, quietly, as if a drop of water had melted into the sea, in an unbelievable way, it had been integrated into Ziling Capital.
Time passed day by day, and Yin Xue Ge led people to wander back and forth on the dilapidated streets of Ziling every day.
He could see Luo Ping running around every day, and he could receive news from Luo Ping every day.
Many of the people hidden in the Ziling Capital of the Qi Dynasty were all because of a request from Yin Xue Ge, because the identity token representing the life of Jing Jing that he showed in his hand moved like a poisonous insect after being stung.
Outsiders didn't notice that under the chaotic water surface of Ziling Capital, this undercurrent gradually became turbulent and strong, but Yin Xue Ge himself could feel it.
Every day when he walked through the market, the spirits of some people he was already familiar with had a wonderful change.
That kind of change is like a sharp knife that has been sealed in the dust for many years, suddenly shaking off the dust on its body, and it is gradually radiating the light of the cold.
The hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen, and it is extremely difficult to completely destroy a family.
Not to mention that the Yipin Dynasty like the Qi Dynasty, which has been established for countless years, their hidden power is too much and too deep.
In just half a month, the force mastered by the Yin Xue Singer, in addition to the more than 200 Yin family disciples who had infiltrated the city, there were thousands of more people who were activated by Luo Ping.
These people are hidden all over the Ziling Capital, they come from the bottom of the market, and there are people from all walks of life.
Among them are butchers, beggars, thieves, bustards, and even boring sour literati who have been wandering in the green house for hundreds of years.
But after Luo Ping activated them with special techniques and special instructions, these people immediately erased the imprint left by their profession.
They are now all a kind of creatures, dead soldiers hidden in the shadows, blades of revenge for people.
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Time passes like flowing water, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
The Xiayou Dynasty threatened with strong national strength, and King Wuyi's request to bring Le You'er back to Ziling Province was finally agreed to by the Haoyu Dynasty.
According to the information fed back, Haoyu proposed to King Wu Yi that the personal guards around him could not exceed 1,000 people.
And King Wu Yi agreed to this request without the slightest hesitation.
When the full moon is in the sky, the moonlight is like water.
Once razed to the ground, but rebuilt in just one month, and newly decorated in the Ziling Dule family mansion in Lizhou, hundreds of Lejia's female dependents are smiling and dealing with the envoys of the Haoyu Dynasty.
In the past two years, the daughters of the Lejia have suffered an extremely terrible fate because of their outstanding appearance.
To be continued.
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