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Feng Wei, the envoy of the brocade guard, was sitting in front of the pear blossom wooden table, and he was no longer wearing a gorgeous flying fish suit, but a python robe given by the emperor, with eight pythons and four claws.

At the beginning of the founding of the Anping Dynasty, there were clear provisions that except for the emperor's relatives and relatives, and the king of the split land, other people were not allowed to wear python robes, but those who violated the law were punished and killed by the nine clans, so the python robe became more and more a symbol of power in these hundreds of years, and later, the eunuchs were in power for several years, and the power was monstrous, so there was a saying that the emperor could give the eunuch python robe, just like the big red python robe of the eunuch Feng Yukai who was now the emperor's imperial gift, and there was only one of the eunuchs in the dynasty.

It's not that Feng Yukai's power is monstrous and coercs the emperor to come, but that this Feng Gonggong has been in the palace since he was a child, and he has intersected with the emperor who was still the fifth prince back then, and he is loyal, especially the crown prince of the emperor's family later, the competition is extremely fierce, and the compatriots are killing each other.

At that time, the five princes were plotted by other princes, and were surrounded and killed by a group of masked people, the situation was urgent, seeing that this group of masked people was about to catch up with the five princes, Feng Yukai, who did not know any martial arts at that time, gave up his body to block a sword for the current emperor, and then used his own obstruction to let the five princes escape, and then Feng Yukai, who hit several swords, almost died, and there are still dozens of thrilling sword marks and scars on his body.

Therefore, after the fifth prince ascended the throne of the Ninety-Five Emperors, Feng Yukai was given a bright red python robe, which was also the first python robe given by the emperor in addition to the emperor's relatives and the king of the Split Land Domain.

When the emperor Liu Pi was martial arts, but the discerning people could see that the emperor with the dragon robe was extremely power-hungry and love-oriented, and it can be seen from the constant suspicion of the king with the surname Wang Peng, who had outstanding military achievements, and even the python robe has only been given to a few people since he ascended the throne.

Now the snow-white python robe on Feng Weizheng's body is Liu Pi's second python robe in addition to the emperor's relatives and the king of the Split Land Domain.

So Feng Weizheng was in a good mood, just like he looked at the cuckoo file on the table that should have been dusty, he should have frowned, but at this time, his eyebrows were relaxed.

Feng Weizheng knew that he had not had a lot of achievements in the past few years, but it was not enough to get this snow-white python robe, and the reason why he was able to wear a python robe now was largely because of the file in front of him.

Although Liu Pi did not say it, Feng Weizheng knew that this A-number dossier, which was jointly managed by the three major departments, had always been a big problem for Liu Pi.

Therefore, when this dossier took a big step, the emperor Longxin Dayue rewarded Xie Dongyang and Li Qian with the wine of the monarchs and ministers representing great glory at the New Year's banquet, and Feng Weizheng, the brocade guard who lived in the shadows, was obviously unable to participate in that banquet, so he specially gave this snow-white python robe.

Feng Weizheng opened the A-letter file, which had already been memorized, read it carefully, and then closed the file, his eyes spread out on the pear blossom wooden table, as if he was contemplating something.

Feng Weizheng has a habit of tapping his fingers on the table when he is thinking about things, he thinks that this is conducive to opening his mind, and he knows that his subordinates in this habit secretly call it the rhythm before the blood light behind their backs.

Because most of the things Feng Wei was thinking about were going to die and see blood, so whenever his fingers stopped, there would be dead people somewhere in this world, and there would be blood.

Fingers tapped lightly on the table, and the crisp sound of the dangdang rang for more than 20 times and then stopped abruptly.

Leaving the table with his fingers, Feng Weizheng stood up and walked outside, he knew that the matter on this file was just a big step to complete, but it was not completely completed, and it was still one step away.

He left the house and walked down the corridor, and the brocade guards who came and went on errands saw the boss in a python robe saluting him.

Feng Weizheng was in a good mood today, so he nodded slightly and occasionally responded with kindness.

These brocade guards have commented that this boss has put on a python robe, and he is really in a good mood, and he used to salute and greet him with a look of ignorance.

Feng Wei was coming to a room that was not structurally outstanding, and there were few people here, but everyone knew what it was.

Feng Weizheng gently pushed the door open, and the room was empty except for a few round pillars supporting the beams, like an abandoned house that had been isolated from it.

Feng Wei walked up to one of these pillars, reached out and pressed on a part of the pillar, and after touching it, that part suddenly collapsed into it as if it were broken, and Feng Wei's forehand rotated on the sunken pillar.

Looking at Feng Weizheng's gestures, he reversed three times, reversed two times, and then turned two times in the front, which should be the opening method of some kind of mechanism.

After the gesture was twisted, Feng Weizheng retracted his outstretched hand when a piece of floor in the middle of the room suddenly parted from the middle to the left and right, revealing a large square hole.

There should be a candle flame under the hole, and a faint yellow light from the inside illuminates the blue brick staircase.

Feng Wei was stepping on the stairs, walking inside along the faint candle yellow light, there were only dozens of stairs under his feet, and he soon saw the bottom, and there was a not very long corridor in front of him.

From here, you can see the end of the corridor by candlelight on both sides of the corridor.

Feng Weizheng came to the end, and several guards in the brocade clothes who were guarding him saluted, and Feng Weizheng nodded.

There was a stove inside, and the charcoal fire was exuberant, and the air above the bottom of the furnace was visibly distorted by the burning heat. Surrounded by long wooden cupboards, there are various utensils placed horizontally and vertically, if strictly speaking, it is a torture instrument, there are many common torture tools in the prisons of the Anping Dynasty, and there are also many torture instruments that they have never had, so it is unique here.

It's a prison!

Just like there were many prisons in the Anping Dynasty, and the most strict of them was the Tianzi Prison under the management of Dali Temple, and there were also many prisons in Jinyiwei West Factory, which was the prison of Jinyiwei.

It looks a little shabby, there are only a few Jinyi guards, but if there is any martial arts master, he will be surprised to know that these Jinyi guards are all great masters whose realm is stable in the realm of Changxuan.

Of course, there is a prerequisite for being able to get in, concealment and the mechanism inside the pillar is not easy to find, and more importantly, the twisting method inside the pillar needs to be extremely cautious, if there is a wrong twist, then the entire house above the prison will suddenly collapse, not only smashing down on the trigger, but also being able to inform the patrolling brocade guards that someone has broken in here!

So everything that looks shabby is really the ultimate intention!

Feng Weizheng's gaze looked into the middle of the prison, where a bloodstained wooden cross was erected, and heavy iron chains were tied to it.

There was someone on the shelf, this person was not tall, squinting slightly, whether it was the scars on his body bleeding or some of the scars were inflamed and swollen, there was no expression on the face covered with lines.

A brocade guard took out an iron hook from the stove that had been grilled and was about to hook into the flesh of this person, but Feng Weizheng stretched out to stop him, and the brocade guard put the iron hook in the bucket next to him, and the scorching iron hook sank into the water, and suddenly rattled and emitted a rising white gas.

Feng Weizheng walked not far in front of the cross, stopped, and looked at the face of the old man who was locked to his collarbone by an iron chain hook.

"He Xiangqing, Mr. He!"