Chapter 205: The Guanzhong Region Needs You to Grow Talent
Ministry of Agriculture.
As a key agency of the Northern Wei responsible for grain storage, warehouse management, and the supply of salary rice to court officials, the Ministry of Agriculture was not a single building but surrounded by subsidiary offices such as the Field Registry Bureau, the Grand Granary Bureau, and the Grand Granary.
Li Shuang arrived there with Hou Jing and a contingent of troops, surrounding the place.
Such an important government office now had shockingly few officials inside.
Seeing Li Shuang arrive, they trembled with fear.
Judging by the way she looked, this idea of hers must have existed for a long time, but she never had the chance to act on it.
Otherwise, all the etiquette lessons Zhang Tianyang had specially arranged for her these past few days would have been in vain.
The ember of Cold Fire resided within the imperial palace of the Ice and Snow Realm, heavily guarded—after all, the Holy Flame of the Li Fire Dynasty had to be carefully protected.
Under the bright moonlight, I saw a massive truck speeding down the distant highway—it was undoubtedly the one carrying the Water Wyrm, still far from the seafood market.
My uncle seemed troubled; I didn’t know what was going on, but his reluctant expression clearly hid some deep secret.
At that moment, I quoted a line from a movie, feeling as if a gangster had possessed me.
“What did they say? Did you find out?” Gu Jingchen leapt from his chair, asking urgently.
“But they’re accusing me of premeditated murder… are you certain bail is possible?” Jian Ning asked doubtfully.
Among the three Blood Jewels—the Qilin Egg, the Phoenix Embryo, and the Dragon Scale—the Phoenix Embryo, being inherently Yang in nature, could never serve as Su Su’s host; thus, what we now seek is best either the Qilin Egg or the Dragon Scale.
You Luo caught Xue Lan with his shoulder, preventing him from falling, or else his clothes would have gotten soaked.
After walking a short distance, Shen Jianghu stared at a grove of trees and sneered: “Since you’ve come, why hide? Come out and face death.” Seeing no movement from the grove, Zhang Shundai suspected Shen Jianghu had become addicted to pretending to be a master.
He stayed behind after the match because Xu Kun told him a coach wanted to see him, and when Lü Yang finished, he walked over on his own.
For tasks that are extremely difficult, a senior Ghost Official is dispatched to oversee them, while mid-level Ghost Officials become errand runners.
“How dare a mere Spirit Gathering cultivator defy me? A frog at the bottom of a well!” The Taoist sneered, sheathing his sword, his mockery deepening.
“From the smile on your face when you returned, you must have already secured the position of Minister of Justice,” Xu Fan asked, but his tone was certain.
Of the first group of thirty-odd Lu family members, only ten remain; when Lu Yaxin heard the news, she wept.
Zhao Wuji did not know that Xu Fan had already used his maximum strength; though he had anticipated Zhao Wuji’s power, he never expected that even in full state, his own strength still fell short of Zhao Wuji’s.
Outside, customers waited, chatting and laughing with acquaintances, the atmosphere warm and natural.
For some reason, every time Gu Xiuqi acted, team members would first doubt whether they themselves had made a mistake—even Bai Qi was no exception—so all team members stared blankly at Bai Qi.
Her mood had sunk so low she no longer wanted to use nicknames, which made Zhou Qiyang acutely sense she had reached some critical threshold.
Mo Nan was also surprised—it was only the Top 100 battle, and he’d already encountered a top-five Dragon List expert; yet he felt no worry, for he’d have to face them sooner or later, better to get it over with early.
“Commander, this man is stubborn and unyielding—I suggest we use torture,” Zhang Lan said, seeing Zhu Muyun’s face darken further.
Indeed, the Reception Officers had begun to suspect him, especially Hei Yan—Jiang Lai often sensed his presence; no doubt, he was being watched.
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