There is no doubt that Chen Pingping is a master, or more accurately, he used to be a master. To be more accurate, it should be said that Chen Wuchang, one of the permanent little eunuchs in the palace back then, although he was not as good as the genius Hong Siqi's father-in-law, but after all, he was also a character in the sequence, and he was a martial arts cultivator, which should not be taken lightly.

If he wasn't a strong man, how could he have competed with the powerful Sean in the north in the turbulent situation of the world, and how could he have built a Yīn Sen's Supervision House under the hostile gaze of the Manchu Dynasty. If Chen Pingping was not a strong man, how could he lead the black cavalry to carry out those thousands of miles of raids on the mainland like a storm that shocked the world.

However, time and experience are the most torturous weapons in the world, too long have passed, Chen Pingping is already old, the most regrettable thing is that during the raid to arrest Sean back to Beijing, Chen Pingping was seriously injured, half of his body was paralyzed, and he no longer had any consciousness from the waist down, and his cultivation was also blown away by the wind and rain, and no longer left half a point.

This is the history that all the courtiers and people of Qingguo know, and it is a fact that they either regret or rejoice. Therefore, when the will to arrest Chen Pingping and return to Beijing came out in the palace, whether it was Ye Chong, Gong Dian, Eunuch Yao, and Shi Fei, the general who was personally in charge of this matter, including He Zongwei, who finally knew this big secret, they did not cast their eyes on the body of Old Dean Chen, and threw their eyes on the black wheelchair he was sitting in.

Because they know that Chen Pingping herself is just a waste person, and it is impossible to have any personal power at all. They were terrified in their hearts, not because of how powerful Chen Pingping's ** was, but because of the trickery in the old cripple's mind, as well as the powerful power of the Supervision Yuan that he could control, and had an irresistible thought.

Chen Pingping returned to Beijing alone, and the Supervision Yuan was under strict surveillance and the strong cooperation of a certain big man inside, and these important ministers around His Majesty the Emperor breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, as long as Chen Pingping could not use the dark power pulled by his thin fingers, then the palace would be safe.

It was precisely because of this judgment that they were not worried that Chen Pingping would be of any benefit to His Majesty in the imperial study, even if Chen Pingping was still the strong man on the black horse back then, but in front of His Majesty, the world's number one master, it was impossible to have any counterattack power. As for the black wheelchair, the old dean has been sitting in this wheelchair for many years, and all the people are used to the storage of the wheelchair, and even regard this wheelchair as a part of Chen Pingping's integration.

The power of habit is powerful, powerful enough to make people completely ignorant. So Chen Pingping entered the imperial study in a black wheelchair, and no one, including Eunuch Yao, had any feeling that these big people had made a big mistake.

Similarly, after a long conversation under the dark autumn rain in the morning, the moment his mind returned to calm and calm, he also made a mistake, when Chen Pingping, who was pale in his face, looked at the snow-white wall of the imperial study behind him and softly called out the woman's name, his mind relaxed slightly, and he followed Chen Pingping's gaze and looked back, ignoring Chen Pingping's arms on the black armrests of the wheelchair.

When everyone was young, they may have played this kind of childish and cute little game, a little friend pretended to see a strict elder walking behind him, or a powerful teacher, exclaimed, he was shocked, turned his head to look, but there was a fierce fist on his body, and then the two of them laughed and scolded and chased away in the yard.

Such a naïve method was used on Emperor Qing, the most powerful person in the world, I have to say that Chen Pingping's mind is very strange, very wonderful, and ...... It's very effective. Maybe it's also because of the relationship that the emperor's mind was shaken at this moment, or maybe it's because the emperor is dead in the bitter lotus, and now that Ye Liuyun is out to sea, his whole body and mind are in a state of absolutely confident mind, he doesn't care about anything at all, because he doesn't care, so he turned his head.

In today's world, no one should be able to hurt this powerful emperor, even Fan Xian, Haitang, Wang Shisanlang, Yun Zhilan, Wolf Tao, plus shadows, these six absolute powerhouses on the nine grades appeared in the imperial study at the same time and sent a fatal blow to the emperor, I am afraid that the emperor will not be moved in the slightest.

However, when he turned around, he saw a snow-white, empty, his pupils shrunk, and when he turned his head to look back at Chen Pingping in the wheelchair, he saw Chen Pingping's hands that had been supporting the armrests of the wheelchair...... Gripping the inside of the armrest, his forearm shrank back sharply!

With a crisp click, the two smooth and black armrests of the wheelchair suddenly scattered to the sides, emitting a series of beautiful sounds of metal springs. With two loud noises that sounded almost at the same time, two powerful air currents erupted from the two cavities that suddenly appeared at the front of the handrails.

Bang bang!

Crisp and neat, without dragging mud and water, indifferent, cold, Chen Pingping held the handrail of the wheelchair, and the two of them touched the handrail for countless years and pulled the trigger.

Countless iron filings and steel balls, with the blessing of the powerful gunpowder jet, with incomparably powerful power, bombarded Emperor Qing's body.

Black Sè's wheelchair opened up two gorgeous, soul-grabbing sparks!

............ No one in this world can hurt His Majesty the Emperor, but that doesn't mean that nothing can hurt him. At least the emperor and Chen Pingping knew that the black box that had always seemed extremely mysterious must be a threat to the emperor, and today, Chen Pingping's wheelchair for decades seems to be playing a very similar role.

This black sè wheelchair was a wheelchair built by the three departments of the Inner Library and the Supervision Yuan decades ago, and the pair of firearms that had hidden countless years of anger were made by the woman who had been dead for a long time.

At that time, Chen Pingping was lame, and she was worried about her safety, so she mobilized all her abilities and arranged such the best life-saving magic weapon for him in great secret. Over the years, the seat rim and backrest of this black sè wheelchair have been changed many times, but this pair of armrests has never been changed.

Many people know that Chen Pingping has a habit of stroking the smooth handrails, and people close to him like Fan Xian know that whenever he is quiet and alone, the dean likes to gently tap the handrails with his knuckles, and the handrails will always make a buzzing sound, like hollow bamboo.

Bamboo has knots, strength, and bones, and Chen Pingping also has it.

............ Two sparks exploded in front of the wheelchair armrest!

After the two loud noises that sounded almost at the same time, there was the sound of countless steel balls and iron filings and gunpowder spraying on the body of the Ninety-Five Supreme Flesh, crackling, like rain hitting the beach, like hail falling on the earth, hitting a thousand pits, and discounting countless banana leaves.

The smoke in the imperial study was filled, but it dissipated unusually quickly, gradually revealing the figure of the emperor sitting on the soft collapse.

Emperor Qing is the Great Grandmaster, but the Great Grandmaster is not a god after all, their physical bodies are still mortal bodies, and their minds are extremely powerful, but it is impossible to react like a god.

When Chen Pingping pulled the trigger on the wheelchair, he was close to Emperor Qing, and the shè bullet sprayed out from the front of the armrest was extremely strong covering the breadth of half of the space, even if Emperor Qing swept away like an immortal, he couldn't escape the killing range of these fast shè soul devouring weapons.

So Emperor Qing didn't dodge, he was still sitting on top of the soft collapse, the walls around him had been beaten into rotten sores, gray stone and broken bricks were falling in a row, a few pieces of broken wall skin were hanging in the air, the low collapse under him was broken in half, and the desk in front of him was even more smashed into a piece of broken wood.

There were many holes in the dragon robe on the emperor's body, subtle, torn, in different shapes and different trajectories, and the hole was slightly burnt.

A pair of hands covered his face, the index finger of his left hand was slightly flexed, his thumb was slightly upturned, and the small verdant porcelain teacup was in the tiger's mouth, not moving at all.

Even the teacup was not broken, and the face of the Son of Heaven was naturally unhindered.

In fact, all this qiē happened in a very short moment, and the strength of the emperor's majesty was like a substance, whistling like the wind, and the celadon teacup between his fingers flew out of the air with a snort.

............ Two gunshots rang out, and Hei Sè's wheelchair was rushed by the powerful anti-shock force, and slid backwards at an extremely fast speed, and the wheelchair squeaked and rubbed against the ground of the imperial study, as if it was about to grind out sparks, and finally slammed into the wall of the imperial study, making a muffled sound.

Chen Pingping's face was indifferent, her pupils shrunk, but she didn't have time to make any movements, and she saw the emerald green that greeted her eyes.

With a crisp click, the teacup flying from the sky was nailed to Chen Pingping's thin chest, and several sternums were broken.

Countless porcelain shavings shattered into powder, like countless hair needles, pierced into Chen Pingping's body, and its pain and itching were unbearable for ordinary people.

A mouthful of black blood spurted out of Chen Pingping's lips, wetting her chest. Immediately afterward, a formless and intangible majestic true qi surged in the air, which in an instant restrained the remaining three meridians and six veins in his body, controlling the operation of each of his muscles, making him unable to speak, move, or understand his own life.

What's even more terrifying is that the royal true qi full of royal qi actually penetrated into his body quickly through the air and through his clothes, walking in all directions along his meridians, and slowly forcing out the poison that the old dean had already taken in an instant.

It was like an invisible giant hand in the air, tightly gripping Chen Pingping's withered body, lifting him from Hei Sè's wheelchair and hovering in mid-air, which looked particularly weird.

Chen Pingping's gray hair had long been messy, scattered in front of his forehead, gently covering the deep wrinkles of his face, his clothes were full of cracks in the east and west, and the breath of life of the whole person was suppressed to the brink of death in an instant.

However, the old man's eyes were indifferent, cold, without the slightest fear, just with a trace of regret, a trace of disdain, and gradually, there was no such affection in his eyes, only calm.

Heavy footsteps sounded in the imperial study, and His Majesty the Emperor walked slowly and heavily, stepping on the rubble on the ground, towards him.

The emperor's right hand was bluffed, and several powerful true qi burst out of the air, disturbing Chen Pingping's thin body in mid-air.

The emperor's eyes were indifferent, and there was a hint of fury in the blood-red sè.

The Emperor's hands trembled slightly, and they were covered in blood and horrific wounds.

The small holes in the dragon robe on the emperor's body began to bleed outward, seeping out of his body, washing away the iron filings and scorched gunpowder residue from the wound, and the dragon robe had been smoked into a black paste.

The emperor was seriously injured, and the steel balls that could pierce the bluestone should still be in his body, but he ...... after all Didn't die.

............ The fragments of the celadon cup were in Chen Pingping's body, and he also began to bleed, perhaps because there was not much blood in his body, and the speed of the flow was not fast, but it also wet his tattered black sè supervision court official uniform in an instant.

The emperor walked in front of Chen Pingping, his chest rose and fell slightly, and the bodies of the two monarchs and ministers were all small cracks deep into the flesh and bones, the pain was deepest, and the blood kept flowing, looking very similar.

He looked down at the terrible wound on his chest and abdomen, and the corners of his eyebrows trembled slightly, as if he didn't expect that in today's world, there are still people who can make themselves so close to death. An irrepressible resentment and anger began to ferment and rise in the monarch's body.

The emperor's hand grabbed Chen Pingping's throat, stared at his eyes, flashed a chilling resentment to the bone, and said word by word: "If I don't let you die, you can't die." ”

Several gray shadows flashed outside the glass window of the imperial study, and several people slammed open the wooden door of the imperial study and rushed in. At the gate of the garden, Eunuch Ye Chongyao and several other big people avoided the imperial study from a distance, but they clearly heard the two loud noises, they knew that something was wrong, and rushed over to escort them as fast as possible, but it was still too late.

Ye Zhong arrived the fastest, followed by Eunuch Yao. However, when they entered the imperial study, they looked at the bloody scene in front of them, but at the same time remained silent, because this scene burned their eyes too much.

When they saw the Emperor Majesty covered in blood, and the old dean Chen who was covered in blood, their hearts were shocked, and they didn't know how to speak.

............ The emperor let go and let Chen Pingping's body fall from his hands, falling to the floor with a muffled sound. He looked at his old comrades-in-arms, old partners, and old minions at his feet with a strange look, and said in a cold and bitter voice: "Escort to the prison of the Supervision Yuan, and Ming Rì will execute this traitor Ling Chi." If this old dog is allowed to die before 36,000 knives, you and the waste of the Tai Hospital will be buried with him. ”

Ye Zhong and Eunuch Yao fell into the ice cellar, and He Zongwei, who had just run outside the imperial study with a panicked face, heard this, and his body trembled even more with fright. It's not just because of the shocking scene in front of him, not because of Chen Pingping's crimes, and not just because of the will of His Majesty the Emperor who is cold to the bones and angry to the bones.

In the thirty years of the dynasty, no supreme minister has ever been executed by Ling Chi, which is the most humiliating and cruel way to die, not to mention, what this will means...... It's Chen Pingping.

However, the three of them didn't dare to say anything at all, they just immediately knelt down and knelt at the feet of His Majesty the Emperor, not daring to give the slightest advice.

His Majesty the Emperor took one last look at Chen Pingping, who was looking at him with a sneering look, and suddenly felt a hot pain in his chest and abdomen.

How many years had I not been injured, the Emperor thought to himself, and his body shook a little.

"His Majesty is assassinated, pass on the Imperial Doctor!"

The anxious and anxious call of Scholar He sounded in the imperial study, and Ye Chong was holding on to His Majesty's body at this time with fear in fear, subconsciously tilting his head slightly, and squinting at this ruthless bachelor.

―――――――――――――――――――― there was a panic in the palace, the imperial physician rushed in and out of the palace, and from time to time there were pale-faced palace maids and eunuchs carrying a golden basin in and out, and the water in the basin had been stained red with blood.

Eunuch Yao was serving the injured emperor in the palace at this time, and the palace commander led the forbidden army and the masters of the inner court to surround the entire imperial city, and Ye Zhong guarded the outside of the palace after issuing a few warrants to the Privy Council.

The doctor from the Tai Hospital was sweating profusely outside the hall, Ye Zhong looked at him coldly and asked, "How is Your Majesty?"

The doctor of Tai Hospital saw that it was him, and responded in a trembling voice: "Hui Ye Shi, although His Majesty is injured, his pulse is strong and powerful, it should be fine, just ......"

Ye Chong's brows furrowed, and he shouted, "Just how?"

"It's just...... The iron filings that pierced His Majesty's skin and flesh have been removed, but when the subordinates look at the wounds on His Majesty's body, there should be some sharp objects left in His Majesty's body, hurting his internal organs, if he doesn't take out these sharp objects, he is afraid of ......"

"What are you afraid of?

"Your Majesty is not a mortal. The Tai Hospital doctor was trembling in his voice, and described the realm of the Great Grandmaster in a different way, and said: "Presumably there will be no major problems, but no one knows if there will be any impact in the future." ”

"Then I don't want to take it out!" Ye Chong's body was short and fat, and he had always given people a gentle feeling, but at this moment, the evil aura on his face was extremely terrifying.

"Minister...... There is really no such good means. The doctor was looking at Ye Chong's face becoming more and more ugly, quickly swallowed his saliva, and hurriedly said: "However, Lord Xiao Fan once presided over a similar medical case in the palace back then, please call Lord Xiao Fan back to Beijing quickly, with him presiding over this matter, I don't think there will be any hidden dangers in the future." ”

"Tang Bo Gong?" Ye Zhong sighed after hearing this foreign name, and his heart was half cold, from the morning to this time, inside and outside Kyoto, in the imperial study of the imperial city, too many things have happened, and he has not completely digested it, at this time, when he heard Fan Xian's name, he thought that Chen Pingping's assassination of His Majesty would have a great impact on the country of Qingguo.

Ye Chong's lips were a little dry, and after a while, he said slowly: "Lord Xiao Fan can't come back for a while, is there any other way?"

"Miss Fan, now practicing medicine in the Tangbo Medical Center, she studied under Qingshan, and there is a little Fan ...... herself"

Ye Chong's eyes flashed cold, and he said directly: "Quickly pass her into the palace!"

............ After the doctor was leading the guards away, Ye Zhong suddenly felt that his back was full of cold sweat, and he was wet. At this time, he had time to analyze the situation in front of him, and when Yizheng mentioned Fan Xian's name, he couldn't help but think that it would not be long before this young powerful minister would return to Beijing with the merit of annexing Dongyi.

However, at that time, if Fan Xian found out that Chen Pingping had been executed by His Majesty, what would he do?

Ye Zhong felt a chill enveloping his body, at this time, His Majesty was seriously injured, Old Dean Chen's life was on the verge of death, and another group of imperial doctors were being treated, and then he would be sent to the prison of the Supervision Institute overnight.

He knew why His Majesty would finally order Chen Pingping to be escorted into the Supervision Yuan, the emperor's mental trick, at such a moment, he still did not forget to show his chill.

Now that the entire Kyoto garrison is in the hands of Ye Chong, of course he does not have the slightest intention of resisting His Majesty's will, but he feels a trace of unbearable heaviness, if the Supervision Yuan is really reversed, what should he do? Fortunately, His Majesty was only injured, and he was not really unconscious.

Don't care about what happened between His Majesty and Dean Chen, but in the imperial study, Old Dean Chen's assassination of His Majesty was something that everyone saw, and no one could and no one dared to intercede for Old Dean Chen. Assassinating His Majesty was originally Ling Chi's capital crime.

A chill arose in Ye Chong's heart, he knew very well the relationship and friendship between His Majesty and Chen Pingping, but he was afraid that His Majesty was also angry and disappointed to the extreme, so he would give Old Dean Chen such a miserable end.

It's just that...... Since the founding of the Qing Kingdom, although the imperial power is as difficult to shake as the thousands of years of history of this continent. However, the successive emperors of Qingguo, His Majesty, all had a gentle attitude towards their courtiers. Especially in the past few decades, the Qinglu has been revised several times, and countless tortures have been abolished, which is often beheading and exterminating the people who conspire against them.

Especially for scholars and ministers of the court, His Majesty has always been gentle, even if he plotted rebellion in Kyoto three years ago, in the end, he only killed Zhang Deqing, the commander of the Thirteen City Gate Divisions.

However, compared with the old dean Chen of the Supervision Yuan, what is Zhang Deqing?

Ye Zhong slowly closed his eyes, and couldn't help but think of the words that Scholar He called out in a loud and poignant voice when His Majesty had fallen into his arms earlier, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but flash a hint of coldness.

The news of Chen Pingping's assassination of the emperor, through He Zongwei's shout, immediately spread throughout the entire palace, alarming all the people in the palace, and then naturally became the news that everyone in Kyoto knew.

His Majesty the Emperor may have thought of the stability of the Qingguo court afterwards, and the attitude of Fan Xian and the officials of the entire Supervision Yuan, or ...... Thinking of the merits of Old Dean Chen for His Majesty Qing over the years, no, Ye Zhong understands the feelings of Emperor Majesty, even if he wants to give Old Dean Chen a more glorious death, it can't be because of the love between His Majesty and this old court, after the sound of that strange weapon in the imperial study, His Majesty has only anger and resentment towards Chen Pingping, and nothing else.

The only thing that could make His Majesty retract Ling Chi's will was to think about the future of Qingguo, for the sake of Fan Xian and the eldest prince who was stationed in Dongyi City, and for the sake of this country.

There are many ways to die, and compared with the extremely humiliating and cruel Ling Chi and a white silk and a cup of poisonous wine, it is certain that the former will make the Supervision Yuan, Fan Xian, and His Royal Highness have more resentment.

However, this qiē, because of the exclamation of "just right" from Scholar He, became an impossible thing to do, because the Son of Heaven has the dignity of the Son of Heaven and the anger of the Son of Heaven.

Ye Zhong sighed, looking at the imperial city under the autumn rain in a daze, with mixed feelings in his heart, I don't know how many stories will happen in the square building of the Supervision Yuan tonight, and whether the tens of thousands of jīng soldiers who he and Shi Fei were ordered to hold outside the Supervision Yuan really need to be killed.

The autumn rain fell slowly, and he coughed lightly a few times, knowing that it was impossible for His Majesty's will to change under his anger, and he only hoped that when Fan Xian came back, it would be a foregone conclusion, otherwise who knows what this Qingguo would be.

............ Autumn rain was also falling outside the square building of the Supervisory Yuan, getting colder and colder. Yan Bingyun stood indifferently by the window, the black cloth that had been covering the window had been torn off by him and thrown under his feet.

He quietly looked in the direction of the palace, calmly and forcefully issuing one order after another. With the trust of Chen Pingping and Fan Xian, he already has a lot of power in the Supervision Yuan, but with these powers, he still can't suppress the ghost fire that is burning in the Supervision Yuan.

The ghost fire of black sè born from the hearts of these officials wearing black sè official uniforms.

Fortunately, Bingyun had made sufficient preparations in advance, and the officials with old qualifications, those who were extremely loyal to Old Dean Chen, had already been sent to Xiliang and Jiangnan Dongyi in advance by him, and they had already left Kyoto, otherwise the situation would be even more difficult to control.

The news from the palace has reached the courtyard, and the news of Old Dean Chen's assassination of His Majesty has also become a fact, and His Majesty has been seriously injured? Yan Bingyun doesn't know if this is an excuse for His Majesty, or if Old Dean Chen, who he has always admired incomparably, has really done something that many people can't accomplish.

However, this qiē didn't matter, he coldly turned his gaze, looked at the Qingguo jīng Rui army in the streets and alleys outside the supervision courtyard, and shook his head, he must protect this courtyard, especially when Chen Pingping is going to die and Fan Xian has not returned.

No one can confront His Majesty and Qingguo's powerful state machine, even if the Supervision Yuan is the most powerful link in this machine.

Yan Bingyun turned his head, looked at the seven hosts in the room, and said quietly: "Ready to take over......" His brows furrowed, and after a slight pause, he finished saying this sentence with great difficulty.

"Qin prisoner Chen Pingping. ”