Over a thousand constables stood in the front courtyard of the Xiangfeng Prefecture Iron Clothes Department.
Some were from the Anti-Theft Division, some from the Public Security Division, and others from the Patrol Division.
The constables of all three divisions looked solemn.
After all, Xu Wenjun, standing right in front of them, was an important figure from the Capital!
Shi Xin, Zhao Qing, and the branch masters of the Anti-Theft Division and Patrol Division all stood respectfully to either side.
Yang Ling was also in the courtyard, but his status was rather unusual, so he had chosen a shady corner to stand in.
"I am Xu Wenjun, Third Branch Master of the Capital Iron Clothes Department's Command Department."
Xu Wenjun's voice slowly rang out.
"We pay our respects to Lord Xu!"
Everyone cupped their fists and bowed, speaking in unison.
Many constables could not resist stealing glances at Xu Wenjun.
Today might be their only chance in this lifetime to see someone of his stature.
To Iron Clothes Constables, the Command Department was truly a place of legend.
The Iron Clothes Departments in Zhao State's Three Great Royal Capitals, seven provincial capitals, and ninety-seven prefectures all took their orders from the Command Department in the Capital.
Although the Command Department did not ordinarily interfere with its subordinates, every appearance it made meant there was a major case.
A case so major that His Majesty himself had taken notice before the Command Department was sent into action.
It could be said that behind the Command Department stood not only the Department Master, but also that imposing figure on the dragon throne.
The masters of the Command Department's three branches all held fourth-rank official positions. They were truly high officials of the fourth rank!
Anyone who understood the intricacies involved knew that