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The official residence of King Lao Ling is located on Wangfu Avenue outside the Dragon Gate of the inner city.

Before the Bi'an carriage approached Prince Ling's Mansion, it was blocked from the main avenue of the Prince's Mansion and could not enter. It was not that some blind people dared to stop the people from the Criminal Investigation Department, but the news of the old Prince Ling's death was too sudden, and there were many more people at once.

People came to express their condolences.

No matter how spacious the street is, with several carriages lined up side by side, it is normal for the prominent dignitaries in the capital to ride carriages and gather on Wangfu Avenue, causing congestion.

Afterwards, Jin An got off the carriage and asked the people from the Criminal Investigation Department to wait outside the Wangfu Avenue to help him take care of the Biwan carriage. He took only Fatty Li and walked to Prince Ling's Mansion.

During the walk, he met many officials from the DPRK and the Central Government who, like him, got off the car and walked to the residence of King Lao Ling, including civil and military officials.

As soon as these officials saw Jin'an, their expressions changed drastically. After saying hello in a hurry, they left in a hurry, eager to stay away from Jin'an.

Jin An is now addicted to arresting people. Both the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Imperial Hospital have fallen into Jin An's hands this time. Those below the fourth grade will not even dare to take a breath when standing in front of Jin An.

Even the favored eunuchs around the queen can be tied up at will. I heard that the queen sent people to the Criminal Investigation Department several times to request people but failed. Who dares to raise eyebrows at this time?

They all wished that Jin An would let them go as if they were a ball of air and not keep an eye on them.

The imperial hospital almost poisoned the sage. Now the sage, Long Yan, is furious and has abnormal moods and moods. Everyone in the court is in danger, and they have a profound understanding of what it means to accompany a king like a tiger.

Being targeted by Jin An at this time, even if he is found innocent in the end, but if he is reported to the Holy Lord by a traitor, he will not be able to explain it clearly with ten mouths.

So the best thing to do is to stay away from Jin'an.

"Taoist Master Jin'an, I don't understand something. Why did you put on the uniform of a criminal prosecutor today to express your condolences to Prince Ling?" Fatty Li asked in a low voice as he saw the officials in the capital running away from Jin'an like a tiger.

Jin An explained calmly: "I changed out of the Wu Zang Taoist robe and put on the official uniform, which means that today I am not mourning the old King Ling as a person, nor as the leader of the Wu Zang Taoist Temple, but as a court."

Condolences to the old King Ling."

Fatty Li fell into thinking.

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When Jin An walked to Prince Ling's Mansion, the place was already hung with white silk and white paper lanterns and filled with words of dedication. Before anyone could get closer, he heard the servants of Prince Ling's Mansion kneeling at the door, wiping away their tears and crying to welcome the guests.

What a touching scene of deep love between master and servant.

Jin An's arrival was so conspicuous that wherever he passed, civil and military officials avoided him, leaving a large open space. As soon as he arrived at Prince Ling's Mansion, the steward of Prince Ling's Mansion in mourning clothes came out to greet him and took him all the way to the mourning hall.

There is a coffin in the mourning hall, and there is a portrait of King Lao Ling during his lifetime. In the portrait, King Lao Ling is wearing a royal robe, with a bright black fox fur cloak behind him flying like a black dragon in the wind and clouds. His figure is as tall and straight as a spear, with a mighty air and deep eyes.

He has the majesty of an overlord.

King Lao Ling was killed by Jin An himself, and he destroyed the body with his own hands. It is conceivable that the coffin was empty and was a tomb.

Beside the coffin, a large group of filial family members were sobbing and kneeling. There were many wives and concubines of Prince Ling, and there were only a dozen or so children.

The daughters are all grown up, some are waiting to be married, some are already married women, and the remaining few young sons and daughters are not as tall as a chariot wheel.

The only two talented sons of the old Prince Ling died in the hands of Jin An, and now the Prince Ling's Mansion has no successors.

"Marquis Shenwu has arrived." As the voice of the old housekeeper of Prince Ling's mansion came into the mourning hall, the air suddenly became quiet, and the eyes of the guests who came to express their condolences all focused on Jin An.

Nowadays, Jin'an has been able to intimidate people with its name alone, and has the supreme power to overwhelm the civil and military officials of the Beijing Dynasty and all the masters of Shinto.

Jin An came to express his condolences in official uniform today. His eyes were like stars, his forehead was bright with a golden seal, as if a divine light was shining between his eyebrows, and his body exuded a righteous energy to ward off evil. The prison-controlling majesty of the Criminal Inspector's official uniform, and

Coupled with his righteousness to ward off evil, he is upright, and his pupils are like thunder and cold lightning. When he appears, he carries a breathtaking aura that makes people dare not look directly at him, including the fifth prince, the seventh prince and several other princes.

Inside.

All civil and military officials were wary of his status as an imperial envoy.

The Shinto masters were wary of his martial arts skills.

As soon as Jin An arrived at the mourning hall of Prince Ling's Mansion, he didn't even say a word. Just three words, Shen Wuhou, suppressed the secular world. Most people in the spiritual world could not raise their heads, avoided looking at each other, and did not dare to look at each other.

Among the people who came to express condolences, there were many familiar faces. Jin An saw the elders of Yujing Jinque, including Zhenren Chiyuan, Zhenren Xuanlei, and Uncle Lin.

I saw people coming from Zhenguo Temple, including Master Xu Xing and Master Jing Chan.

Jin An nodded one by one.
Chapter completed!