Yama Rising Chapter 740: : Conscription Order and the First Code of the Underworld (2)

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Too tempting...

The tempting middle-aged and old people who came to the scene wanted to sign up... They knew very well that this was a meeting where the prefecture divided the cake, and the first group of military leaders in China would take the stage in this battle.

"Don't think too well." The old man Yin Ling first came back to his senses: "Don't forget, it's a cold weapon war. There must be casualties in the face of Yin Ling. We old arms and legs, we don’t Go join this fun."

Unlike him, these special issues have caused a widespread sensation among the younger generation of ghosts.

"The Battle of Unification?! Can we participate in the battle to unify the whole country?!" "Sign up! Must sign up! I've longed for this kind of golden life and iron horse!" "As long as there is one chance... dangerous I don’t think, didn’t you see this name? Zhao Zilong! Listen carefully!" "With the leadership of these big bosses, there must be casualties, but I don’t think it’s me!"

Conscription will start in a week...

A pair of fiery eyes all looked at the Lijing Palace Building. This is a once-in-a-lifetime stage. If you are a little bit passionate, if you are qualified, no one wants to stay out of it!

Qin Ye certainly didn't know.

This set of combined punches greatly inspired the hearts of the people in the prefecture. However, he still has equally important things to do.

In the conference room on the fifth floor of the Lijing Palace, he is in the main seat, Di listen, Zhao Yun is on the side, and the first below is Shang Yang, surrounded by Yang Jian's main provincial and ministerial officials. At the same time, their gazes fell on the one-foot-high document in the center. And these documents are unfolding in the void in a yin manner.

Everyone’s spirits are a little tired, and now it’s been two months since the 17th Carnival Shopping Festival. In the past two months, they spent their nights and sleeps and held meetings here every day. This is how they got this stack of documents.

"Then, let's vote." Qin Ye sighed and rubbed his swollen eyes: "What we should think about is the same situation as the Yangjian. We have the legal staff in the Yangjian. The situation is unique to the Yinsi. , General Zhao and Di Ting also added. It may not be perfect, but it is the best we can do so far. We will check for omissions in the future and make changes when we find problems."

No one speaks. Wang Chenghao stood up and said solemnly: "If you agree to the establishment of the first prefecture code, please raise your hand."

Swipe, all the representatives present have raised their hands.

This is a masterpiece that they participated in together. They spent so much energy, no one would disagree.

"A total of 28 votes, all passed."

Qin Ye stood up and clapped his hands: "Then, this official officially announced that the first underworld law: the Yinsi Constitution is established."

"It covers forty-two aspects such as humanities, people's livelihood, art, military, etc., strictly limiting the gray area. Everyone... It's hard work." He bowed, straightened up, and said solemnly: "But I have the last One sentence needs to be added."

"The Yinsi has no official status." His gaze swept across everyone's faces, and he said word by word: "The law cannot be profaned!"

"Different from the yang, the Yin Division is the rule of law! The specific situation will be analyzed in detail. But if it is a typical violation, who dares to shield... the official dare to let him go to accompany the Raven Tengu!"

All the Yin Ling nodded solemnly. Qin Ye looked at Shang Yang, who was heading down: "Soon, the First Court of the Prefectural Government will be formed, and Mr. Shang Yang will be the president. At the same time, this court will be named: Martingale Court. Everyone, comrades who are involved in revising and compiling laws. , Will be at the door of the court, there will be sculptures of all of you, which will be passed on forever!"

Shang Yang jumped wildly with excitement! Directly ignite one foot high!

"Thanks to King Qin!!!" He wanted to kneel as soon as his legs were soft, but he has recently adapted to the usual practice of not kneeling, and his voice is hoarse: "Martingale will live up to the burden, and I will do my best.

As a descendant of the Fajia, his greatest wish is the Kingdom of Law and Israel

Use. And now... did it!

His name, his appearance, and his sculptures will always be circulated at the gate of the court! And he himself is the president of the High Court of the Prefectural Government who represents the highest order of the court!

If Wu Daozi, Li Chun, and Zu Chongzhi knew about this, they might go crazy...no, you have to tell them to go later...

Others also nodded their heads and applauded excitedly. The sculpture at the gate of the National High Court, which represents the highest order of the law...This kind of honor...If it weren't for the first generation of the underworld, how could it be encountered?

Qin Ye nodded. He also used Shang Yang for his own reasons. This is a harsh person, but it depends on how to use it. Moreover, this is a signal to the entire prefecture that Shang Yang enforces the law, he must do what he says. If he breaks the law, he should consider it himself.

Don’t think it’s the same as Yang Jian, you can pass by with a little money.

Underworld, this is the last fair.

"Master Qin is also invited to write an inscription for the High Court." Shang Yang said sincerely after calming down his excitement.

Qin Ye thought for a while, waved his finger, and a couplet appeared in the air.

The dark room is depressed, and there is a **** in the dark room.

God's eyes are like electricity, not afraid of others and knowing oneself.

"Well, I will confirm the selection of candidates for the High Court as soon as possible, and I will also ask Mr. Qin Xu Weichen to select himself!"

"That's it." Qin Ye said with a smile. Zhao Yun suddenly said: "Actually, Mr. Shang doesn't need to worry. The high court will just go as planned. Even if the inevitability is in place, it is currently impossible to form."

"Why?"

Zhao Yun pondered and said: "The judge's pen."

"The three artifacts of the underworld, only the book of life and death is currently returned. Yan Luoyin can return to the position in the next unified battle. The judge's pen... is for all sins after the Lord’s death, and the Yinling will return. Which underworld is sentenced to, that reincarnation. And once the judge's pen returns, the Department of Prudence, the Picket House, the East and West Factory, etc. can be "unlocked". I am afraid Mr. Shang will have to wait."

Shang Yang was stunned, and then sighed: "I was too excited to forget this. But... If I remember correctly, as long as I gather the two artifacts, it will automatically indicate where the last artifact is?"

"Yes." Zhao Yun turned around and bowed respectfully to Qin Ye: "The united battle is imperative! Please also Yan Wang to release his troops as soon as possible! Return my Dahua country government to peace soon!"

"It's coming soon..." Qin Ye smiled and looked at the hall: "At most one year later...traveling on business, leisure and retreat, these eight words will once again ring through the mainland of China!"

"I want to see, the magic sprite, who would dare to be presumptuous in the sun by then!"

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Yenjing, night.

This is an ordinary building with a strong nineties style, with yellowed tiles on the walls and a red roof. Located in a remote location. There are only eight floors, but there are more than a dozen buildings connected into a large area. And what doesn't match the appearance is the vast parking lot around it.

The term expansive can be used, because...the parking lot alone is 10,000 meters long, and the parking lot is full. If it were not for the suburbs of Yanjing, it would be impossible to find such a location.

Moreover, the license plates here are available in all provinces. People are constantly coming in and out, even at nine o'clock in the evening, it is brightly lit. People from all countries come in and out. White, black, Japanese, Korean, Malay...

Because there is an old wooden sign hanging on the door of this building with a few big golden characters written on it.

Headquarters of the Special Investigation Division of China.

"Sir, is it my turn yet?" A yellow man said in fluent Mandarin: "I have been waiting for three hours..."

"Sorry." An investigator wearing a tunic suit looked at the book: "There are three ambassadors in front of you. According to the level of spirituality, your affairs are classified as C-level, and the front is C+-level committee

Pie. "

At this moment, the automation door opened, but it was immediately closed, without anyone's attention.

Except for Director Lei.

His office is large, with dozens of surveillance screens in front. At the moment the door opened, he stopped the pen in a daze, and looked at one of them in a daze.

Just at the gate, countless Yin Qi poured in, and a figure seemed to be made of Yin Qi. It slowly walked out of it, passed through the bodies of each living person, and went straight up.

This is... He squinted his eyes for two seconds, then picked up the phone: "Let the people around the office leave first... There is no reason, this is an order."

Putting down the phone, he stood up, took out a cup of tea from the cabinet next to him, soaked two cups of fragrant tea, and waited quietly.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes later... the door suddenly opened without wind, and then gently closed. Yin Qi condensed, and Qin Ye walked out like a human, nodding slightly: "Director Lei, meet for the first time."

"It's actually not the first time. We've seen Dama Qunshan once. But you didn't notice me." Lei Jun stood up calmly and stretched out his hand: "Special Investigation Director, Lei Jun, senior man ."

"Qin Ye."

Since seated, Qin Ye picked up his teacup and took a sip: "Good tea."

"Special tea leaves, take some with you if you like." Lei Jun squeezed the lid of the teacup, but did not drink it. He just flicked it gently, and looked at Qin Ye deeply: "President Qin is coming late at night...something ?"

Qin Ye put down the tea cup and leaned comfortably on the chair: "Within five years, the disaster will end."

Lei Jun's eyes lit up suddenly.

His heart is beating violently. I don't know if it's a coincidence. Qin Ye comes forward every time the Yin Division and Yang communicate. He seems to be the spokesperson of Yinsi. And Yang Jian... every time I look forward to this sentence.

Now...I finally said it!

Five years... In the last five years, this long-lasting spiritual disaster, every day and night, the horror of countless souls sleeping in embraces and hugs, finally... is about to see its end.

He didn't want to count how many investigators had been sacrificed, and he didn't want to look at the files of casualties of ordinary people in the database. Just staring at Qin Ye with scorching eyes: "Illustration... made up your mind?"

"The time has come." Qin Ye looked at the past without evasiveness: "The general situation is mine. The underworld has announced a draft order today. After one year of training, soldiers will be sent across the country. Within five years, the lost ground will be recovered!"

"What do we need to do?"

"Support." Qin Ye said solemnly: "I spoke with a certain high-level person in Yang Jian. I once told him that the underworld needs a negotiation. We are now able to regain control of the country, but we may not be able to stop it. The Yin Ling flees to the sun again. The territory needs the city as the node to control, and the city needs to be built. The underworld is now two big cities, and there is no ability to build!"

"We need the cooperation of the sun, if you want the disaster not to appear again."

"Is this a threat?"

"No, it is a win-win cooperation. Yin and Yang are not separated from each other. I believe you have thoroughly understood it." Qin Ye leaned on the chair, raised his legs, and said quietly, "Give us enough support. As a soldier, I will show you... how the real Yin soldier ended this spiritual disaster."

Lei Jun took a deep breath.

He stood up, pacing around the table, his tongue was dry with a flame on his chest.

He understands...the spiritual disaster is over, and the good days of the Special Investigation Office are over, and they will be hidden again. Those investigators will hide their cultivation base and distribute them to various provinces and cities as ordinary military police.

But...what's the point compared to the stability of the country?

How many eggs are there under the covering nest? Why is home without a country?

"Time?"