The Imperial History Terrace Yamen is located between the Qintianjian and the Zongzheng Temple, and it is the second street from the Imperial City Suzaku Gate.

"Strict administration, rectification of discipline" Imperial History Observatory supervises hundreds of officials, although the rank of the imperial history is not high, but they have the right to impeach, so they often have a great right to speak in the court.

The mighty stone lion in front of the yamen glared angrily, and when he looked up, he could see the three golden characters of "Yushitai" inscribed by the empress herself.

Tang Yun entered in a bloody suit, even if he had Jing Liang's Hundred Rider Waist Card, he was still hindered a lot.

"This place is the yamen of the imperial court, if you want to investigate the case, you can take the documents, how can there be a trespass like a martial artist like you! If you rely on being the Son of Heaven's own army, you can do anything wrong, and when I show your Majesty, I will definitely cure you and other major crimes! A gray-haired old imperial historian scolded loudly.

The future of the imperial history is related to the impeachment of officials.

The greater the impeachment of the official, the greater the reputation of the imperial history.

Yan Ze, the imperial historian of the previous dynasty, slashed the corrupt officials with a knife, and Emperor Yang not only did not add to the crime, but rewarded him heavily, ranking him among the twelve meritorious heroes of the Qin Dynasty. Since then, Yan Ze has been regarded as a god by all the imperial historians, and after the empress ascended the throne, several decrees were issued, and the imperial historians were ordered to speak out and advise without taboos, which further boosted the arrogance of the imperial history.

The current imperial history of the dynasty has a momentum. A servant from the six grades dared to loudly reprimand Shangshu, which was rare in all dynasties.

The old imperial history pressed forward step by step, glaring angrily, as if the momentum was about to overpower Tang Yun.

"Lord Tang, I suggest that we make a decision before we make a decision." Jing Liang knew the horror of the imperial history.

Tang Yun glanced at the old imperial history, suddenly grabbed his collar and directly dragged him aside. This old imperial history is a civil official, where can his strength be compared to Tang Yun, he grabbed the collar, and retreated uncontrollably, his body was unstable, and he actually fell directly to the ground.

"I want to see Su Tinghe, who dares to stop it again, and will be punished for delaying the military plane!" Tang Yun coldly glanced at the imperial history who was surrounding, murderous.

In the eight years since the establishment of the Imperial Historical Tower, it was the first time someone broke in.

Outside, there were soldiers guarding the right guard, but when he saw Jing Liang dressed in a unicorn brocade robe, he stopped outside the door and hesitated.

Tang Yun's eyes were bloody, staring at these imperial histories with murderous aura, no matter how majestic those imperial histories were in the court, but after all, he was born as a literati, and he was silent for a while, and no one dared to step forward.

Tang Yun grabbed one of the officials and asked him to lead the way in front.

The official trembled all over, trembling and answering Tang Yun's question.

In that year, Su Tinghe supervised the imperial history for the Imperial History Observatory and was responsible for patrolling the state capital. However, last year, Su Tinghe was transferred from the Procuratorate to the Taiwan Academy, promoted to the Imperial History, picketed hundreds of officials, and entered the cabinet to serve the edict, which was a slight promotion.

Just now, Su Tinghe has just returned from the court.

The official led Tang Yun to Su Tinghe's door, and whispered behind the door, "Master Su, someone asks to see you." ”

Tang Yun patted the door, but no one responded. He suddenly felt a little bad, and slammed the door directly, only to see a rope hanging from the beam, and a person was hanging, shaking back and forth!

"Ah, Lord Su!" The officials panicked.

The tiger-headed knife came out of the sheath, Tang Yun threw it directly, and with a knife cut the rope, Su Tinghe fell.

Su Tinghe is a female official, in her forties, and she is still breathing at the moment.

"Master Su, why can't you think about it?" The official said bitterly.

Tang Yun pointed out the door and said, "You go out, you don't need to mention what happened here to anyone." ”

"But, Master Su, she ......" As soon as the official finished speaking, Su Tinghe suddenly coughed violently.

Seeing that Su Tinghe was fine, the official relieved himself and bowed to Tang Yun and left.

The door was shut.

In the entire lobby, only Tang Yun and Su Tinghe were left.

"Your Majesty wants me dead?" This was the first thing Su Tinghe said when he woke up.

"Your Majesty doesn't know yet, you can tell me, if it's detailed and accurate, maybe Your Majesty will never know."

"What do you want to know?"

"Luo Xun, Mo Nanqiu, whatever you know, just say it."

Su Tinghe opened her eyes suddenly, and she saw a man covered in blood looking at her.

……

Shendu, Shishi.

Tang Yun and Jing Liang came on horseback together, and at this moment, the street was becoming more and more crowded, and it was better to walk on horseback. The two passed the bridge between Daohuafang and Xiushanfang, and had to jump off their horses and walk.

Nanshi is particularly lively today, since the news that Venerable Xuan Tan is about to return from the Western Regions has come, many monks have been walking on the streets to spread good deeds. In the distance, the conch roared, it turned out to be a monk wearing a robe, the monk was solemn, sitting on the lotus, and there were monks holding Dharma instruments around him. The purple furnace in the hands of the believers was filled with green smoke, and the scene was hazy and dreamy, like a Buddha realm.

Many people knelt down on both sides of the road to pray for blessings, and the entire bridge deck was blocked and could not be entered.

It is a river that runs through the city, and only one bridge stands over it. Tang Yun landed his eyes on a boatman, jumped directly on the boat, and shouted, "Open the boat!" ”

The boatman bowed to the monks on the bridge deck, his eyes were pious and deaf to him.

Tang Yun was anxious in his heart, snatched the oars, and rowed towards the other side of the river. The boatman sensed the boat moving and quickly turned around.

"Requisition your ship!" Jing Liang showed the token.

Two people rowed across the river, this is the best season, tourists from all over the world come here to enjoy the mountains and waters, and the river is lined with boats.

Tang Yun shook the oars quickly, not noticing that a huge pleasure boat was slowly approaching across the river.

On the cruise ship, there were two apricot and yellow dragon flags, and there were several guards on the left and right who were guarding with knives. As internal guards, their eyes were very good, and they could see Tang Yun's fierce and vicious appearance at a glance.

"Your Highness, something is different!" One Ruoshui reminded.

At the front of the cruise ship, a table top was fragrant with tea, revealing a touch of crimson from the bow of the boat, and the man was wearing a python robe.

Then, a flock of warblers and warblers gathered around the man, and now the boat passed the bridge, and the sun fell again, sprinkled on the man's young and handsome face.

This person is Lu Yuanzheng, the king of Yan who came to the lake to relax.

He also saw Tang Yun rowing desperately on the lake, compared to the tall giant pleasure boat, the small boat Tang Yun was in was like a boat.

"This is the capital of the gods, who dares to be unfavorable to Lone? Pour the tea and go. Lu Yuanzheng patted a watery buttocks.

That Ruoshui's face was red, and he hurriedly poured tea with his hands. The internal guards Ruoshui are all women, not only superb martial arts, but also beautiful. At this moment, the beauty is beside her, the beauty is picturesque, and Lu Yuan is closing his eyes and taking a sip.

"Hey, isn't that the Captain Jing of the Hundred Horses?" A Ruoshui suddenly exclaimed.

Lu Yuanzheng opened his eyes, and he saw at a glance the hundred horses following behind Tang Yun.

The two went ashore at the same time, and Jing Liang seemed to be Tang Yun's follower, always following him.

Lu Yuanzheng knew what kind of group of people the hundred horsemen were, running wildly on the street in bloody clothes, and there was actually a hundred horsemen internal guard by his side, which aroused his great interest.

"Go and find out, what are they doing?" Lu Yuanzheng said softly.

"Yes!"

……

Shendu, Chongrangfang.

Tang Yun and Jing Liang hurried here, and compared to the prosperity in the northern part of the Divine Capital, this place seemed a little deserted.

Wish Chongrangfang, each house is built like a labyrinth. It's no wonder that the structure here is different from the others, and it is believed that someone has arranged a maze here so that the Demon Suppression Tower can be hidden in it.

Tang Yun went to a mansion located in the innermost part of Wutong Street, which was the house of Cheng Fang Chuchu in the imperial history.

Chongrangfang is located in the southernmost part of the Shendu, which is far from prosperity, and most dignitaries do not choose to live here. This is also the reason why Yang Yi, the official secretary of Xia, obviously has a big mansion here, but he doesn't want to live there.

In the imperial history, Cheng Fang Chuchu is also a member of the court, but he is honest, only lives in a small courtyard, has a clean sleeve, and has a bright reputation.

All the clues point to her.

Tang Yun didn't knock on the door, the two of them flew over the high wall and climbed in from above.

At the nearest end of the alley, a large locust tree was almost covered by a heavy load, and it seemed that it was difficult for sunlight to fall in.

There is a shadow wall in front of the eye, and the whole courtyard is simply arranged, except for the neat stone bricks on the ground, there is nothing else.

Jing Liang nodded into a room and motioned to Tang Yun that there was someone there.

The two of them held the tiger head knife at the same time, seemingly wandering around the yard, but in fact they were gradually getting closer to the house. Jiang Liang's hand was counted to three, and Tang Yun and Jing Liang took a step forward and directly slammed open the door.

Tang Yunyan quickly scanned everything in the room, the tiger head knife was not unsheathed, and one hand stopped Jing Liang.

There were about a dozen children standing in front of them.

"It's an orphan raised by Fang Chuchu." Jing Liang recognized the identities of the children.

There was no fear in the children's eyes, but they looked at the people with curiosity.

"You're here to find something, whatever you want, but please don't mess things up." An older child stood up and walked in front of Tang Yun.

Tang Yun's blood, coupled with the murderous aura on his body, even if Yu Shi saw it, he would be frightened, but this kid looked as usual.

Tang Yun asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Fang San." The child's tone was flat.

Seeing Tang Yun's brows furrowed, he pointed to the group of children: "They are Fang Six, Fang Seven, Fang Twelve......

It's like saying a row of numbers.

Tang Yun took Fang San's hand, which was still a little small, but it was covered with calluses, and the skin was rough and unmatched for his age.

Tang Yun asked, "Have you ever killed someone?" ”

The little hand trembled slightly, but gradually relaxed.

"Oh, I've killed a few." Fang San was like talking about an ordinary thing.

Tang Yun swept the eyes of all the children in the room, if he didn't know that Fang San had killed someone, he might be able to understand that Fang Chuchu was sad because of his death.

But, in retrospect, it was a kind of numbness to death.

"What about the others?" Tang Yun remembered that Fang Chuchu had adopted thirty children.

"They're dead."

Fang San led Tang Yun to the backyard, which was surrounded by a high fence outside, and there was a dry well in it, Fang San made a gesture of invitation to Tang Yun.

"You go down first." Tang Yun pulled out the knife.

Fang San pursed his lips, but he still dragged the bucket and fell down skillfully. Tang Yun asked Jing Liang to wait for him outside, and he followed Fang San to the dry well.

Sure enough, there was a huge passage that could accommodate one person. It rained a few days ago, and there was still some standing water at the bottom of the well, but the hole was clearly visible.

On the ground, there were many dead bodies lying horizontally or vertically.

"If you can't complete the task, or if you make adults angry, you'll die." Fang San's emotionless voice came out.

On the ground, there are still some bones scattered around.

Several wooden barrels are scattered around, and each barrel has a head coming out, which is made into a "human stick".

Fang San pointed to a corpse tied to a shelf and said, "He came in at the age of five, and he is the one who has been with adults for the longest time, but he wanted to escape, and after being discovered, the adults killed him alive." ”

It was dark, and the screams could not be heard.

Everything here was bloodstained as one would have met in the butcher's house.

One is made by demons, and the other is made by people.

Fang Chuchu is a two-sleeved breeze outside, a virtuous and kind Yushi Zhongcheng, who would have thought that behind his back, he would do such a thing.

"Everything you want, it's here." Fang San found a box.

Tang Yun frowned: "How do you know what I want?" ”

Fang San said to himself: "Every time the adults ask us to do something, I will quietly copy a copy of the task and store it in the box. ”

Tang Yun opened the box, which contained dense papers, and the words on it were twisted and crooked.

"I don't know how to read, I just follow the drawings." Fang Sandao.

Tang Yun glanced at it, shocked.

He suddenly raised his head and asked Fang San, "Why did you tell me?" ”

"Because we're hungry."

Fang San said: "The adult hid the money, she died, without the money, we will starve to death." I tried to steal it, but it was just to quench my thirst. ”

Fang San looked at Tang Yun: "This is a letter of nomination, we need a new adult." ”