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Delving deeper would take more time, after all, matters on foreign soil are not easy to investigate. The Office of Censors had already prepared the information and submitted it first, claiming the credit.
Western borders! The Xuande Emperor crumpled the paper in his hand, snorting. It really is related to the West! Continue the investigation!
The Ministry of Justice and the Capital of Jingzhao finally realized that the Loyalty and Righteousness Marquisate was a big fish. If they were colluding with the West, that meant espionage. It had been a long time since they had captured such a significant spy in Jingjing City.
This was a great achievement! The two departments swept away their previous lethargy and were now full of vigor.
In contrast, the atmosphere within the Office of Censors was much more relaxed. Qi Xiaomian was once again slacking off in the Small Tavern. Were those ghosts from the Western Army?
Some were, but I found the numbers insufficient and pieced together a few more. Those who died defending their homeland received preferential treatment in reincarnation, ranking higher in the queue. When I asked the Underworld for them, these were all that remained. With such an uproar in the mortal realm, they were all quite eager to participate.
Your words from the Court have spread through the streets, and most commoners believe them, voluntarily offering incense and candles. This is an unexpected delight.
I can add a few more entries to the Merit ledger, and with higher rankings in reincarnation, those families can also get a better rebirth.
Incense truly has such power; I didn’t believe it much before. Tomorrow, I’ll offer something substantial for my brothers at Wolf Howl Camp. Sincerity is key.
My heart is indeed sincere; I remember each of their names and every one of their faces.
Qi Xiaomian mourned for his deceased brothers for a moment before saying, "You suddenly pulled such a big stunt without giving me a heads-up. I almost couldn’t fend off the Court’s troubles for you."
You reacted quite quickly, directly associating it with the Western Army.
I fear that next time your reaction won’t be so swift. You should tell me about this ghostly night raid and those inexplicable deaths—will it continue?
I still plan to stage a couple more ghostly night raids.
As for the death cases, they don’t fall under my jurisdiction; even if caught, they wouldn’t implicate me. I just instructed him to deal with Zheng Moru last; he can handle everyone else as he sees fit.
After all, they’re all spies; dying early is somewhat more comfortable. If they fall into your hands, it would truly be worse than death.
Qi Xiaomian chuckled defensively, "I’m just an executioner doing my duty for the court. If I die, I’d merely be an accomplice—would I really descend into hell?"
Actually, Sang Qingxiao replied ominously, "The Underworld has its levels."
How terrifying! Thankfully I know Miss Sang; remember to speak well of me in the future.
This favor has become quite significant; speaking for you is not worth the trouble. My entire inheritance belongs to you. Well, I suppose I will reluctantly agree.
Zheng Moru listened to the people in the residence recounting the situation, realizing that the crisis within this Marquisate was not any less than that of the Dayu Dynasty. However, since he had not seen it with his own eyes, he maintained a half-believing attitude. This served as an excuse for him to assign a task to the spies from the Dayu Dynasty who were nearby.
The spies returned shortly after leaving, their expressions serious and tense. The Marquisate was surrounded by watchful eyes. Zheng Moru remarked that given all that had happened in the Marquisate, it was normal for there to be spies. However, they must have seen us enter the residence, and since the Marquisate was under scrutiny, our origins would surely be discovered. The western border defenses had our entry records.
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