Chapter XXVI: The Supervision Yuan

Most of Kyoto's ministries dealing with national affairs are concentrated in the area east of Tenhe Avenue, where not many civilians live, and the roads are extraordinarily wide, flanked by many beautiful and magnificent wooden buildings, which are the decentralized centers of power in charge of the whole country. For example, the old military department is located at the crossing, and a huge stone lion is placed at the door, showing his teeth and dancing claws against the rising sun every day, and the light and shadow are disillusioned, but in fact, it looks a little weird, like a prehistoric giant beast, and it does not reflect the military prestige of Qingguo.

And the real center of power in Qingguo is in the deep palaces of the northern city, and the buildings of the imperial palace are no taller than the yamen of the various ministries, except for the towering watchtower. But the thick walls of the palace and the immense plaza inside create a sense of the sacred.

In fact, the officials of Qingguo knew in their hearts that the majestic and majestic majesty in the imperial palace would not dwell on the specific details of the officialdom, so for them, the most terrible place and the most powerful place in the entire Qingguo bureaucracy was neither the yamen of the ministries nor the imperial palace - but the square building in the west of the city, with a layer of gray and black painted on the outer wall, which looked terrifying.

The Supervisory Yuan is located here. Qingguo implements a system of three courts and six ministries, and the three courts are the Supervision Yuan, the Education Yuan, and the Military Yuan, which was upgraded from the old military department. Among the three courts, the most powerful is the Supervisory Yuan, which has the power to investigate, arrest, and even judge in certain cases. And no other agency has the power to regulate it.

In a sense, this is a fierce beast without reins, and it is like a secret secret agency in the hands of His Majesty the Emperor. No, it should be said that the Supervision Yuan was originally a secret service agency placed by His Majesty the Emperor.

It's just that the officials of Qingguo are always worried, and this emperor's majesty can still ambush the dangerous Dean Chen and the countless secret agents of the Supervision Yuan and the terrifying strength in the dark, but in case...... In the future, who will pull the reins of this beast? What's more, the officials who have suffered so much from the Supervision Yuan always secretly slander that the Supervision Yuan is not a beast of prey, but just a dangerous and despicable wild dog.

At this time, in the room where there was no light, there was a very confidential conversation.

"The assassins in the fire field of the Lanzhou Port are indeed established in the courtyard and belong to the jurisdiction of Dongshan Road. Organizational matters in the field have always been the responsibility of the four places. The Ministry of the Interior found out that an official of the Fourth Division was a distant relative of the second wife in the adult's family, so this task should be arranged in this way. Fei Jie looked at the courtyard and said in a hoarse voice.

"Identity?" is what the old man is most concerned about.

Fei Jie squinted, his slightly brown pupils full of uncertainty: "I believe that among the eight people who know about this matter, no one will leak it." And although the five people are the personal companions of the young lady, he rarely made a move back then, no one in the world has ever seen him in person, and Ye Liuyun, the only one who has met him, is now a generation of grandmasters, and it is impossible to travel to Shanzhou, there is no such coincidence in the world, so there is no need to worry about others deducing his identity because of the five major people. โ€

The dean's fingers were thin, the knuckles were protruding, and he tapped lightly on the table, thoughtful: "Back then, I asked you to kill all the black riders who saw Wuzhu that night, and you pleaded with me, but now I think about it, it's still not right." โ€

Fei Jie smiled, and a hint of inexplicable sรจ flashed in his pupils that had become slightly brown because he had been impregnated with too much poison: "A lot of people have died that night." โ€

Fei Jie was at least not very afraid of the high-ranking old man in front of him, after all, his identity and qualifications were there, and he said with a smile: "Unnecessary killing is extremely stupid, you forget, Miss once said that." โ€

"Oh. The old man smiled as well, as if he thought of many pleasant past events, but in the midst of such a smile, he gave a very yฤซn command.

"Dongshan Road obeys orders everywhere, since the documents and signatures are complete, there is nothing wrong with the procedure, so Dongshan Road does not need to be responsible for this matter. The rest of the people are dealt with casually. He smiled and said to himself: "Is it a coincidence that I actually used my strength to kill the person I want to protect? โ€

He continued: "If the supervision of the sea is not effective, he will sign a random contract, and if he is not his own son, he will kill and kill him blindly, and make trouble! Stop him for three years, and then send his eldest son, the one named Yan Bingyun, to the north and get two high-grade goods before he is allowed to come back." โ€

After saying this, the dean picked up the document that had been prepared by the Ministry of Internal Affairs on the table, wrote down the final conclusion, and then signed his own name, Chen Pingping.

Fei Jie wanted to laugh every time he saw the dean's shriveled and ugly signature, but he had to hold back. He knew that this woman's signature would kill several high-ranking officials, and that the son of a higher-ranking official would infiltrate the enemy country miserably, and he would have to get particularly valuable information before he could return to China, which was only more terrible than death.

The old man smiled self-deprecatingly: "Fan Jian and I grew up together since childhood, and I can't imagine that I have to worry so much about his family's affairs now. You ask someone in power to check if the second lady is related to that one. โ€

Fan Jian is the name of Count Sinan and is Fan Xian's father.

Fei Jie frowned, his slightly brown eyes trembling slightly: "Impossible, they should have thought that the baby was already dead." โ€

"You misunderstood me, and I believe that they can't know that Fan Xian is Miss's son. โ€

The dean smiled: "Your Majesty has always asked the nobles and civil officials to keep a distance from us, and sending you to Shanzhou back then, although it is very hidden, it is still possible to be discovered by the other party after all. Thinking about it, whether it is the Queen Mother or the Prime Minister, they are very curious about the relationship between our courtyard and Count Sinan, those forces hidden in the shadows, through the hands of the second wife, to test our and Lord Fan's reaction to this matter, it is also right, so let's not overreact, you know?"

Fei Jie suddenly had suspicions, about the occurrence of the assassination in Shanzhou, maybe it was because the dean had deliberately leaked some rumors.

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The old man pushed the wheelchair to the window, lifted the corner of the black cloth, looked out the window, and said lightly: "In addition, about the matter of the box, whether Wuzhu is telling the truth or not, as long as it does not fall into the hands of the enemy in the north." โ€

"Unfortunately, we don't know how big the box is or what it looks like. Fei Jie came to his side and followed the old man's eyes to look out the window.

"After I go to hell, you came to play cards with me earlier. Dean Chen said with a smile.

Fei Jie knew that the dean's age was far from being as old as he looked, and said with a smile: "I am a good person, and I will go to heaven in the future." โ€

A black shadow floated like the wind from the corner of the chamber, bringing the black bully down, preventing the sun from shining too strongly on the old man's body. There was not a trace of sound in this man's movements, it was the master who had slashed the wand-wielding mage with a sword outside the capital many years ago.

Fei Jie pointed to the black sรจ wind shadow and said, "I guess he will come to play chess with you." โ€

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Outside the window, the sun was shining, and the glazed tiles on the palace's halls in the distance were shining with golden light.

When the pedestrians on the road in front of the window passed by the gate of the Supervision Yuan, they all subconsciously detoured to the other side of the street, as if they were afraid of being contaminated with the dark atmosphere here.

At the entrance of the Supervision Yuan, there is a wide stele made of stone materials, on which are written a few words, painted in real gold: "I hope that the people of Qingguo can become unruly people." When you are mistreated by others, you will not give in, you will not be frustrated when you are attacked by evil, you will not be afraid to correct when you do something wrong, and you will not flatter ...... jackal."

The inscription is three words: Ye Qingmei.

No one knows who Ye Qingmei is, but all the residents of Kyoto know that when the Supervision Yuan was established, this stone tablet was erected here, forever shining with golden light, a piece of light, echoing the golden eaves in the imperial palace in the distance...... It seemed to hide all the darkness in those two buildings.

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