As the five words of the prisoner Chen Pingping spit out from Yan Bingyun's thin lips, all the people in the secret room of the Supervision Yuan went crazy, their faces were still calm, but there was a hint of cold in their eyes, staring at Yan Bingyun's face fiercely, as if they wanted to tear Yan Bingyun into pieces with their eyes.

Of the eight major divisions of the Supervision Yuan, except for the six departments where the organizer was temporarily in charge, and the convoy of Jing Ge of the five divisions who was slowly marching towards the east of Qingguo at this time, all the high-ranking officials gathered here. They are the real powerful figures of the Supervision Yuan, the first leader Mu Tie, the second leader is the old man, the third leader is Fan Xian's senior brother, and the leaders of the seven and eight places are all members of the Qi Nian team, including Yan Bingyun, who is also the leader of the four places, all the people in this secret room are actually Fan Xian's descendants.

Of course, Fan Xian's descendants are also Chen Pingping's descendants, although they don't have much communication with Old Dean Chen, but like every official and secret agent in the Supervision Yuan, the old Dean is their ancestor and has an extremely lofty status in their hearts.

The six people except Yan Bingyun all stood up, staring at Yan Bingyun's face, and the face of Mu Tie, who was full of black iron, was extremely angry, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Lord Yan, what do you want to do?"

Yan Bingyun looked back at the gaze of these six people without flinching, since the return of the land in Northern Qi, Chen Pingping and Fan Xian have not been bothered to deal with the complicated affairs of the hospital, in fact, in the past few years, the affairs of the supervision institute have been taken care of by this cold son. He is the son of Yanruohai Mansion, and his seniority in the courtyard is very old, when he was just a teenager, he was sent to the extremely dangerous Northern Qi to carry out espionage activities, and was sold by the eldest princess afterwards, I don't know what kind of cruel torture he endured, so his reputation in the courtyard is also very high.

Especially after Fan Xian gradually took over the power of the Supervision Yuan, as Fan Xian's partner and closest subordinate, whether it was dealing with the affairs of the Ming family in Jiangnan, or in the battle with the eldest princess and the palace, or in the rebellion in Kyoto, he showed an extremely strong ability to sort out and analyze intelligence, and the ability to make decisions.

With qualifications, experience, dedication, sacrifice, and background, Xiao Yan Gongzi smoothly obtained the position below the two and above 10,000 people in the Supervision Yuan, so the officials, even if they were nominally at the same level, also acquiesced in his assignment, and they admired this Xiao Yan from the bottom of their hearts.

The corners of Yan Bingyun's eyes twitched slightly, looking at the six people in front of him, without a trace of retreat, he said word by word: "Chen Pingping stabbed His Majesty, Ming Rì Ling Chi was executed, our court was ordered to accept this prisoner, you ...... Want to rebel?"

The news of His Majesty's assassination had already spread in the palace, and these high-ranking officials of the Supervision Yuan had this information in the first place. In addition to their shock, they also learned that the old dean did not return to his hometown with the thirty black carriages, but unexpectedly reappeared in the palace, and ...... Actually stabbed His Majesty?

None of the officials of the Supervision Yuan believed that this was the truth of all the facts, let alone the six hosts from all over the place, they looked at Yan Bingyun coldly, and after all, Mu Tie opened his mouth and said angrily: "The dean returned to his hometown to retire, how could he appear in the palace again? Who made the rumor? What happened in the palace?"

The three hosts, who had been silent, lowered their heads and said slowly: "I think the most important thing now is to find out ......."

Yan Bingyun was furious, slapped his palm on the long table, buzzed, and said sharply: "Your Majesty personally decreed, Ye Shuai, Father-in-law Yao, Scholar He, everyone saw it with their own eyes, what to check?"

The intelligence director of the two departments with the oldest and highest seniority here suddenly drooped his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "What about what you see with your own eyes? I see ...... His majesty just wanted to do something to our broken yard. The old man raised his face coldly and said, "What's the trouble for the crime of yù addition? Your Majesty wants to kill someone, what kind of reason can't you find it? It's just that this matter involves the old dean, except for the crime of plotting against the king, what other crime can control him?"

There was silence in the secret room, the glass window that was originally covered with black cloth was now extremely transparent, making everyone feel a little unaccustomed, and the sun outside gradually sinking in the west, the twilight hit the palace wall of the vermilion sè of the palace, and reflected the secret room of the supervision house, so that the whole room was enveloped in a blood-red light.

The second director squinted his eyes, looked at Yan Bingyun, and said slowly: "Lord Yan, the final appointment of Tisi has not yet come down, and you are not qualified to instruct us to do anything......?" I am not even qualified to take this piece of black down. ”

The silence in the secret room became more and more palpitating, and all the senior officials of the Supervision Yuan looked at Yan Bingyun, wanting to see how he wanted to deal with this earth-shattering event, while Mu Tie and the others listened to the words of the old man in the second place, and the doubts in their eyes gradually became stronger, and their eyes began to cool when they looked at Yan Bingyun.

"All the information in the courtyard has to be sorted out by me, the mysterious disappearance of the Kyoto garrison some time ago, the sudden tightening of the forbidden army and the palace defense, and the secret transfer of troops by the Privy Council...... I've sent all this information to your desk. The second director looked at Yan Bingyun coldly and said, "Now it seems that this is naturally a means for His Majesty to deal with the old dean, but you ...... Why hasn't there been any reaction at all?"

Yan Bingyun's previous anger disappeared in the blink of an eye, his face was cold, and there was a trace of cold taste all over his body, as if his whole person was a piece of ice.

"In the past half a month, you have transferred more than half of the people in my department to Xiliang and Dongyi, and most of them are only afraid that they are still on the road. The second director looked at him coldly and said, "Now the strength of the courtyard is less than one-third of what you want to do? ”

"Most of the swordsmen and assassins from the six places were also transferred out of Kyoto, just a few days ago. The temporary director of the sixth place looked at Yan Bingyun indifferently, he was the most powerful assassin in the Supervision Yuan from below the shadow, his gaze was like a sword nailed to Yan Bingyun, as if he was going to nail this piece of ice in the twilight and let him melt gradually, "You have to give us an explanation." ”

The three most powerful places in the Supervision Yuan are the four, five, and six places, and the black horses of the fifth place have never been able to stay around Kyoto, and now some of the black horses have left with the black sè's convoy, and some of them are receiving Fan Xian's return near Yanjing, and the four places themselves are under the control of Yan Bingyun, and they are scattered in various states and counties, and it is impossible to gather in Kyoto.

When Yan Bingyun ordered the swordsman assassins in the six places to be evacuated, the most powerful part of the entire Supervision Yuan had been weakened to the extreme Cheng Dù.

Mu Tie's heart shook, he was taking care of a place in Kyoto, so the order transfer of the Supervision Yuan in these days did not involve him, he didn't know until this time that Yan Bingyun had secretly evacuated so much power in the courtyard, thinking of the earth-shattering changes in the palace today, thinking of Old Dean Chen, his heart became cold.

"I am a courtier of Qingguo, a courtier of His Majesty, and an official of the Supervision Yuan. Yan Bingyun was directly exposed by these officials The preparations made by the previous rìzi, but there was no trace of guilt on his face, he looked indifferently at the people standing on both sides of the long table, and said word by word: "Don't forget, at the beginning of admission, the first sentence you learned!"

"One qiē for Qingguo!" Yan Bingyun waved his hand indifferently, "Loyalty to His Majesty is the only thing we need to consider, your previous words are already a bit rebellious, I don't want to hear it a second time." ”

Yes, the resentment of the previous high-ranking officials of the Supervision Yuan against the Imperial Palace was very sufficient, and if it was known to people outside the Yuan, it would be no different from the crime of bullying the king.

Yan Bingyun walked slowly to the window, squinting his eyes at the blood-red twilight sè who was coming in from outside, and a cold voice seeped out from between his teeth: "Chen Pingping stabbed His Majesty and plotted rebellion, if you insist on going your own way and want to collude with this traitor to do something, don't blame the official for being ruthless......"

There was silence again in the chamber.

The temporary director of the six places slowly held the iron handle on the waist beside him, looked at Yan Bingyun by the window indifferently, and said: "Although you have transferred most of my subordinates, I think it is not a difficult thing for me to kill you in the six places. ”

"What can you do if you kill me?" Yan Bingyun said with indifference and disdain, "You want to rebel? Your family, the families and relatives of your swordsmen, where can you flee to? There are 10,000 troops outside, even if you save the old dean, can you kill them?"

Twilight sze on Yan Bingyun's frosty face, showing a very complicated blood, he slowly turned his head, looked at the six hosts and said indifferently: "Your Majesty's will has arrived in the morning, I have the dean's warrant in my hand, from now on, this official is the third secretary of the Supervision Yuan! ”

"Lord Yan, I don't know what you think in your heart. Mu Tie, who had been a little dull and confused in recent years, suddenly opened his mouth and said sincerely: "Yes, the Six Executions Lord can rescue the old dean in the courtyard with only those swordsman assassins, but there is no way to send the old dean out of Kyoto. ”

"But. Mu Tie's eyes lit up, and his swarthy face was particularly crystalline, "I'm still here! The eight major places cooperate, in this Kyoto, no matter how much you want to save anyone, it's not something you can't do!"

"There are people hidden in each important yamen in one place, and there must be backhands everywhere...... If you can't do it, Lao Yan must have this means. The intelligence director of the second department said indifferently: "The eighth department will immediately go and provoke Taixue to make trouble, no matter what reason, as long as Kyoto is in chaos." The three places immediately took action, poisoned the water source inside Kyoto, forced the Ming rì Kyoto to open the door, and set fire everywhere, once exerting force, just saving the old dean alone, easily ruthless. ”

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the oldest person in the Supervision Yuan, and as soon as he said it casually, he sorted out several actions to rescue Chen Pingping clearly, and easily said such a vicious and spicy plan.

"Poisoning the water source in Kyoto?" Yan Bingyun's eyes narrowed, "Do you want the officials of the entire supervision to be close to each other, and the people of the entire Kyoto...... Funeral for him?"

"I, the Inspectorate, have the ability to turn Kyoto into a deserted city, if I can really make up my mind. The host of the second department had a cold face, as if he was saying something very ordinary, "As long as the old dean can live, what is the death of hundreds of thousands of people?"

Yan Bingyun's heart trembled a little, and it was not until now that he realized that he had paid for the Supervision Yuan for it all his life, and it turned out that he had already forgotten the emperor's majesty in his bones, and all the officials were crazy, and they could really do countless crazy things at any cost for Chen Pingping.

"I'm not going to give you that chance. Yan Bingyun's eyes narrowed, and he gently rang the small bell on the long table.

There was a rush of footsteps outside the secret room, and the faces of the leaders of the Eight Great Divisions changed, knowing that something was wrong, Mu Tie's fingers trembled slightly, looking at Yan Bingyun's face, he became more and more excited, and said loudly: "Do you want to watch the old dean Ming Rì die in humiliation?"

Yan Bingyun had a cold face and didn't say a word. The door of the secret room was pushed open, and the officials belonging to him rushed in, and it only took a very short time to control all corners of the room.

The hand holding the iron chisel was still tightly held by the temporary organizer of the six places, and he didn't pay attention to the people who walked in behind him at all, he just looked at Yan Bingyun coldly.

The strength of the Kyoto Inspectorate is extremely strong, but this square yīn forest building is just a brain, and their real strength is hidden in the various branches of the yamen, and in every dark place. The few hosts in this secret room are like the brains of the Supervision Yuan, as long as this brain is abolished, the officials of the Supervision Yuan will be leaderless, and no matter how angry they are because of Chen Pingping's matter, it will be difficult to condense into a huge force.

Yan Bingyun had obviously been preparing for today's change for a long time, and when the situation in the secret room was initially controlled, the Qingguo Jīng Rui army, which had been guarding the periphery, divided into a column of 1,000 people and moved closer to the Supervision Yuan.

A series of dense footsteps and the metal sound of light armor colliding sounded around the Fangzheng Yīn Sen building, which was very depressing and moving. There were a few shouts faintly in the hall of the Supervision House downstairs, and then someone seemed to be reading the will.

No one in the secret room paid attention to these voices, and the six hosts just stared at Yan Bingyun's face angrily and resentfully.

Yan Bingyun looked at Mu Tie with a look of disbelief, and said calmly: "In Kyoto, you can control the most people in one place, so this official can't let you out, you should be wronged in the prison for a while." ”

Mu Tie's eyes seemed to be about to erupt into flames, he and Yan Bingyun were both Fan Xian's cronies, the two had a good relationship, with his usual understanding, he couldn't believe that Yan Bingyun would choose to stab Old Dean Chen in the back for the sake of glory and wealth.

The second intelligence director closed his eyes, listened carefully to the sounds around him, his brain rotated rapidly, and he kept analyzing the strength comparison between the two sides, and after a long time, he opened his eyes and sighed very sadly, he knew that with the help of the powerful military power of the imperial court, Yan Bingyun had successfully separated the mind and hands and feet of the Supervision Yuan, more precisely, as long as Yan Bingyun controlled this square yīn forest building, the Supervision Yuan would become a half-useless person.

"Don't do it. He gently patted the shoulder of the six temporary organizers, letting him loosen his grip on the iron drill. The second organizer has the highest rank in this secret room, and the sixth organizer has a ruthless face, but knowing that the situation is now settled, he can't help but look up to the sky and let go of his hand.

The second director looked at Yan Bingyun coldly and said, "Probably we are all going to die." ”

Yan Bingyun lowered his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "Chen Pingping stabbed His Majesty, you don't know, as long as you don't make mistakes, this official will protect your life." ”

The second director sighed, touched his gray hair, didn't know what he thought, smiled self-deprecatingly, and suddenly said: "I don't know what Brother Ruohai will think after knowing today's incident? ”

This is not a threat, just a very sincere and naked, the details of the changes in the Supervision Yuan will eventually be revealed, if the organizers of these eight major places are not extinguished, Yan Bingyun will definitely usher in the anger of the officials of the Supervision Yuan who are loyal to Chen Pingping and angry because of Chen Pingping's death.

And how many of those officials there are? No one knows, and how many times do those people need to die for their anger?

After the second director said this, he walked towards the door under the escort of several officials, his back looked a little rickety, a little gloomy, but this was not because he was about to go to prison, but because he thought of the old dean Chen who was about to die.

The iron hammers, crossbow arrows, daggers, inner armor, poison powder, and all the weapons that could be used to kill people were all searched. The host had a cold face and did not put up any resistance. As he was escorted past in front of Bingyun, he spat in his face.

Yan Bingyun gently wiped the saliva off his face with his snow-white sleeves, looked at him and said, "Since you want to provoke this official to kill you, why didn't you resist before?"

"I don't want to die yet. The temporary host of the six places looked at him and rattled in a strange laugh, "Because I want to see ...... How did you die as a traitor? ”

Mu Tie was also escorted out, he turned his head to look at Yan Bingyun, and explained to the temporary organizer of the six places: "We really want to know how ugly you will die when Lord Xiao Fan comes back." ”

Yan Bingyun's face changed, but he remained silent.

............ The vanguard army, which was composed of a mixture of 1,000 Dingzhou troops, forbidden troops, and garrison divisions, had already entered the square building of the Supervision Yuan under the leadership of several eunuchs and big figures in the court. All the officials of the Supervision Yuan were gathered on the flat ground behind the building, not that no one wanted to resist, but many people did not know what was happening, in the face of His Majesty's will, without the orders of the adults, these loyal officials of the Supervision Yuan, of course, would not blindly fight back.

This is the first time since the establishment of the Supervisory Yuan that it has been occupied, and it has been occupied in humiliation. Before today, neither the Privy Council nor the ministers under the Privy Council had any influence over this courtyard, let alone an army that could enter here.

Because this courtyard has the old cripple who sits in a black sè wheelchair, as long as he lives for a day, no one will dare to enter it with impunity.

Dense footsteps sounded on the stairs, and a group of people descended from the upper floors, walked out of the doorway, and came to the large calm courtyard at the back of the Surveillance Courtyard. All the officials of the Supervision Yuan found that the chiefs of the Eight Divisions had become prisoners, and no matter how resolute their nerves were, they couldn't help but shake at this time, and subconsciously rushed forward.

However, as mentioned before, the five places are not in Beijing, and the six places have been transferred too much by Yan Bingyun, and the force of the Supervision Yuan has been hollowed out at this time, and most of the officials in this square building are civilian officials, such as those officials in the second department who have been working on intelligence all year round, and they may have problems with their lumbar spine, and for example, those craftsmen in the third department who are in the pharmaceutical and drug production, they have not seen the sun for a long time, and they all feel a little trance-like when they are photographed by the twilight at this time. And the officials of the Seventh and Eighth Divisions are not known for their use of force.

Yan Bingyun walked last, he squinted his eyes and looked at the movements around him, stood in front of his cronies and officials, and walked towards the eunuchs and ministers in front of the forbidden army.

It was He Zongwei who led the army into the Supervision Yuan, he looked at Yan Bingyun with a frosty face, and nodded slightly. An old eunuch beside him leaned over and said to Yan Bingyun, "Can you read the will?"

Yan Bingyun frowned and said, "Let these sergeants put down the knives and guns in their hands, otherwise I don't dare to guarantee that they will not all be poisoned to death after a while." ”

The old eunuch was slightly stunned, and after asking He Zongwei's meaning with his eyes, he gestured to the general of the thousand-man team, and the general's heart was slightly cold, but he ordered the mixed army under his command to put down the swords and guns in his hands according to his words.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly eased a little, but Yan Bingyun didn't give these subordinates of the Supervision Yuan any chance to react, and the team escorting the leaders of the Eight Divisions had already left the courtyard and moved towards the prison.

There was an uproar in the room.

Yan Bingyun nodded to the old eunuch who was leaning up.

The old eunuch trembled, walked up to more than 200 officials of the Supervision Yuan, cleared his throat, and began to slowly read out the charges against Chen Pingping, the former president of the Supervision Yuan, for plotting rebellion and assassinating His Majesty.

The atmosphere in the room became more and more depressing, the faces of all the officials of the Supervision Yuan became more and more shocked, the emotions in their eyes became more and more complicated, and the suspicion and anger from the heart of the trowel became stronger and stronger. The old eunuch's voice became lower and lower, more and more flustered, as if he was about to lose his words, and the general of the mixed Jijing Ruiqing Army was also getting more and more nervous.

Although none of the 200 officials of the headquarters of the Supervision Yuan are known for their use of force, who knows what kind of powerful they were before they were transferred to civilian posts? Wang Qinian, one of the wings of the Supervision Yuan, also hid in this building as a clerk for several years, what would be the outcome if these people really resisted angrily?

Although the officials of the three places did not carry weapons, who knows how the poison on their bodies will be distributed?

The atmosphere in the Daping courtyard became more and more tense, more and more tense, and it seemed that it might break at any time, and at this moment, the old eunuch's will was finally read, and he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and shouted luck in his heart.

Yes, although the officials of the Supervision Yuan showed deep suspicion and shock and anger, no one moved, because this is a real iron army, an iron team, as long as the superiors do not give an order, they will definitely wait until they can no longer wait.

Countless pairs of eyes looked at Yan Bingyun who was standing at the front, because he was now the highest-ranking official of the Supervision Yuan, although there were doubts in these eyes, but they were still waiting for Yan Bingyun to speak.

Yan Bingyun was silent for a moment, but he didn't open his mouth to explain anything to these Supervision Yuan officials, but looked directly at the passage in the compound.

............ Several imperial doctors, several eunuchs, and dozens of Ouchi guards walked in from the passage carrying a stretcher, and a thin old man with gray hair flying around was on top of the stretcher, and the blood on his body had stopped, but he still seemed to be in a coma.

The ancestor of the Supervision Yuan, the emperor of this darkness, Chen Pingping, once again returned to the Supervision Yuan he built, and returned to his favorite Daping Courtyard, but this qiē, without the familiar squeaking sound of a wheelchair, he just lay alone on the stretcher.

In the courtyard in early autumn, the fish in the white sand pond were still swimming, but Chen Pingping couldn't open her eyes and look in that direction.

Yan Bingyun stood upright like a javelin, looking at the stretcher that was getting closer and closer, the hands behind him trembled slightly, and immediately returned to normal. He knew that this was the key, and he knew why His Majesty wanted to send Chen Pingping back to the Supervision Yuan for custody, because he wanted to use the old dean who was about to die, and he would definitely be Ling Chi's old dean to stimulate the hearts of everyone in the Supervision Yuan.

If it is confirmed that the courtyard is no longer his own, the ruthless and cold-blooded and powerful Majesty must not mind using countless troops to rush into this dark courtyard, and countless branches in the world, completely clean this courtyard and leave no trace in the world.

He watched indifferently at the reactions of all the officials of the Supervision Yuan in the courtyard, and watched the collision of the incomparably powerful and deeply rooted imperial power and Chen Pingping's lofty prestige in the Supervision Yuan.

The stretcher moved slowly, and under the rescue of the imperial doctors, Chen Pingping, who had lost too much blood, survived after all, and the emperor didn't let him die so lightly and happily, so he couldn't die. As the stretcher moved, so did the eyes of the officials of the Inspectorate in the hospital, their gazes extremely complex, sad, excited, desperate, angry...... On the stretcher was the old man whom they all loved, but he could only lie gloomily on the stretcher, ready to meet Ming's very miserable end.

Finally, someone couldn't help but cry out in sorrow, and knelt on the ground, facing the stretcher.

"Dean!"

"Old Dean!"

All the officials of the Supervision Yuan knelt down, and although it was clear in their will that Old Dean Chen was a heinous criminal who assassinated the king, they still couldn't help but kneel.

Finally, someone couldn't help it, and with a loud shout, several figures flew up from the crowd of officials of the Supervision Yuan and rushed straight to the stretcher!

A few cold rays of light swept through the air, and several muffled sounds sounded one after another, and the air seemed to be distorted by this vibration, and the autumn wind was blowing and whistling.

As the dust fell, four Inspectorate officials were shot to the ground.

The military masters who shot at the same time, plus the inner court masters around Chen Pingping, returned with their hands tied.

Yan Bingyun looked at this scene indifferently, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he said: "If you go down, if there is any more rebellion, it will be dealt with according to the rules of the court." Countless pairs of resentful and angry eyes turned on Yan Bingyun at the same time, if the gaze could kill, Yan Bingyun's body was already full of holes, but at this time, his face was only slightly pale, and the lines of his sleeves did not tremble a little, looking at the subordinates in the courtyard and said coldly: "Remember your mission, you courtiers of Qingguo, do you want to rebel?"

At this moment, He Zongwei, who was standing beside him, suddenly whispered: "It's best to kill it on the spot to shock people's hearts." ”

"I'm doing things, when will it be your turn to talk more?" Yan Bingyun coldly threw out a sentence.

However, his words could silence He Zongwei, but they couldn't silence these officials in the Supervision Yuan, they slowly stood up and looked at Yan Bingyun with an indifferent gaze, just like looking at a dead person, maybe the next moment, they would collectively strike and rush towards the stretcher.

The situation in the Supervision Yuan had reached an extremely critical juncture, Yan Bingyun squinted his eyes and looked around, clearly knowing that he could not suppress the love of these officials for Chen Pingping on his own.

............ An old finger suddenly stretched out.

Everyone was silent, and the eyes of all the Inspectorate officials were on the old finger, the finger sticking out next to the stretcher. His fingers changed slightly, and he made a gesture that all the officials of the Supervision Yuan had memorized.

"Wait!" a second-division official suddenly felt a sense of grief, his eyes wet, and he yelled angrily, and then knelt down on his knees.

"Wait!"

"Wait!"

The old finger seemed to have some kind of magic, but it was gently stretched out and shaken, and then, countless words sounded in the courtyard, waiting for silence, waiting for forbearance, waiting for having to give up.

Wait is to stay where you are.

All the officials of the Supervision Yuan froze in place, and as soon as the words were spoken, two lines of tiger tears flowed, not as heavy as gold under their knees, but as heavy as a mountain, and smashed on the ground, watching the stretcher slowly pass in front of the heavy man.

All the masters of the inner court, the eunuchs, and the military looked at this scene with great emotion, He Zongwei's face turned pale, and Yan Bingyun's body shook slightly.

What kind of prestige is it that the ghost fire of the officials of the Supervision Yuan, who could not be suppressed by all means, was temporarily extinguished without any opinion under that old finger...... No, what a faith!

Yan Bingyun's face was like frost, knowing that the confrontation between the imperial power and the old dean ended in the forced surrender of the Supervision Yuan, but in fact, it was still Dean Chen who won.

The stretcher slowly walked in front of everyone, heading in the direction of the prison of the Supervision Yuan.

He Zongwei looked at this scene with a blank face, and suddenly saw the four captured officials of the Supervision Yuan, not knowing that it was to relax his mind and convince himself that the Supervision Yuan was not so terrible, and subconsciously whispered: "The Supervision Yuan...... Sure enough, the order is the same, but the strength of these people is weaker than the official imagined. ”

Yan Bingyun turned around and glanced at him coldly, and after a slight pause, he said, "If it weren't for my shamelessness to this point, if it weren't for the old dean, I would still be able to move a finger...... I really can't imagine if the two of us will ever be able to get out of this yard alive today. ”

After saying this, he no longer paid attention to He Zongwei, who bowed his head and pondered, and walked lonely to the prison of the Supervision Yuan with the stretcher and the guards sent by the palace.