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.

Except for Yan Bingyun, the six people 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 the land of the sea of words. The 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, he was Fan Xian's partner and closest subordinate. Whether it is dealing with the affairs of the Jiangnan Ming family. Or in the battle with the eldest princess, the imperial palace, and in the rebellion in Kyoto, he showed an extremely strong ability to sort out and analyze information, and the ability to make decisions.

Qualifications, experience. With dedication, sacrifice, and background, Xiao Yan Gongzi successfully 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 transfer, and they admired this Lord 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 concession, he said word by word: "Chen Pingping assassinated His Majesty and was executed tomorrow." Our court is 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 at the first time. In addition to being shocked, they also learned that the old dean did not return to his hometown with the thirty black carriages to retire, but unexpectedly reappeared in the palace. And...... Assassinating His Majesty?

All officials of the Supervisory Yuan. No one 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?

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 ...... Your Majesty just wants to do something to our broken yard. The old man raised his face coldly and said, "If you want to add to the crime, why should you be excused? Your Majesty wants to kill someone, what kind of reason can't you find? It's just that this matter involves the old dean, except for the crime of plotting against the monarch, what other charges can he be charged?"

There was silence in the secret room, the glass window that was originally covered with black cloth was extremely transparent today, making everyone feel a little unaccustomed, and the sun outside gradually sinking in the west, hitting the vermilion palace wall of the palace, and reflecting the secret room of the Supervision Yuan, 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 Tisidi 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 down when they looked at Yan Bingyun.

"All the information in the courtyard has to be sorted out by me, a few days ago the Kyoto garrison disappeared mysteriously, the forbidden army and the palace defense suddenly tightened, and the Privy Council secretly transferred troops...... 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 His Majesty's means 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 it used to be, what do 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 organizer of the six places looked at Yan Bingyun indifferently. He was the most powerful assassin of the Supervision Yuan from the shadows, and his gaze was like a sword nailing 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 five places have never been able to stay around Kyoto. And some of today's black riders are gone with the black convoy. Some of them are in response to Fan Xian's return near Yanjing, and the four places themselves are under the control of Yan Bingyun, and they are scattered among the various states and counties, and it is impossible to gather in Kyoto to exert their strength.

When Yan Bingyun ordered the evacuation of the six Earth Swordsman Assassins, the most powerful part of the entire Supervision Yuan had been weakened to the extreme.

Mu Tie's heart shook. He was in charge of a place in Kyoto, so the order transfer of the Supervision Yuan did not involve him these days, and 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, and 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 a few days ago, 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, "All for Qingguo!" Yan Bingyun waved his hand indifferently, "Loyalty to Your 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 senior officials of the Supervisory Yuan against the Imperial Palace. The performance is very sufficient, if it is known to outsiders in the hospital. This is no different from the sin of deceit.

Yan Bingyun walked slowly to the window, squinting at the blood-red twilight reflected outside, and a cold voice seeped out from between his teeth: "Chen Pingping assassinated 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 indifferently at the window Yan Bingyun, 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, "Do you want to rebel? Where can your local family, the families and relatives of your swordsmen flee to? There are 10,000 troops outside, even if you save the old dean, can you kill them?"

The twilight hit Yan Bingyun's frosty face, showing a very complicated blood color, he slowly turned his head, looked at the six directors 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 director of the Supervision Yuan! ”

"Lord Yan, I don't know what you think in your heart. Mu Tie, who had been acting 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 Kyoto to open the door tomorrow, and set fire everywhere, once exerting force, just to save 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 second director had a cold face, as if he was talking about 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 today that he realized that he had devoted his whole life to the Supervision Yuan, and it turned out that he had long forgotten the existence of His Majesty the Emperor in his bones, and all the officials were crazy, and they were for Chen Pingping. It really can be done at any cost. You can do a lot of crazy things.

"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 suddenly, knowing that something was wrong, Mu Tie's fingers trembled slightly, looking at Yan Bingyun's face. became more and more excited, and said loudly: "Do you want to watch the old dean die in humiliation tomorrow?"

Yan Bingyun had a cold face and didn't say a word. The door to the chamber was pushed open, and the officials belonging to him rushed in, and it only took a very short time to control every corner 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 and gloomy building is just a brain, and their real strength is hidden in the various branch yamen. and every shady place. There are several hosts in this secret room, and if they are the brains of the Supervision Yuan, they just need to abolish this brain. The officials of the Supervision Yuan are leaderless, and no matter how angry Chen Pingping is, it is difficult to condense into a huge force.

Yan Bingyun had obviously prepared for today's change for a long time, and when the situation in the secret room was initially controlled, the elite army of Qingguo who had been guarding the periphery. A column of 1,000 people was divided. Approaching the Inspectorate.

A series of dense footsteps and the sound of light armor colliding with metal sounded around the square and gloomy building, which was very depressing. Very 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 burst into flames, he and Yan Bingyun were both Fan Xian's cronies, and the two had a good relationship, with his usual understanding, he couldn't believe that Yan Bingyun would choose to kill Old Dean Chen behind his 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 and gloomy building, the Supervision Yuan would become a half-wasted 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 assassinated Your 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, but a very sincere and naked declaration, the details of today's changes in the Supervision Yuan will be revealed one day, if the sponsors of these eight major departments are not silenced, 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, and his back looked a little rickety. It's a little gloomy, but it's not because I'm about to go to prison, but because I think of Old Dean Chen, who will die tomorrow.

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. There was no resistance. He was escorted to Bingyun as he passed by. Porphyry spat on his face.

Yan Bingyun gently wiped the saliva off his face with his sleeves as white as snow, 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." When Lord Fan comes back, how ugly you will die. ”

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

A thousand Dingzhou Army, Forbidden Army, and Garrison Division, which were mixed into the vanguard army, 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 since the establishment of the Supervision Yuan. Occupied for the first time, humiliatingly occupied. Before today, whether it was the Privy Council. The ministers who are still under the door have no influence on this courtyard, and no army can enter here.

Because there is an old cripple in a black wheelchair in this courtyard, as long as he lives for a day, no one dares to enter unscrupulously

Dense footsteps rang out on the stairs. A group of people came down from upstairs. Walk out of the doorway and come to the large calm courtyard at the back of the Supervision Courtyard. All Ombudsman officers. Finding that the eight major prefects had become prisoners, no matter how resolute their nerves were, they couldn't help but shake up 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 people in this square building are civilian officials, such as those officials in the second department who are in charge of intelligence work all year round, and they may have problems with their lumbar spine, and for example, those craftsmen in the third department who are good at 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 illuminated 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 movement around him, stood in front of his cronies, 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 depressed, 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 who mixed the elite Qing army was also getting more and more nervous.

The 200 officials of the headquarters of the Supervision Yuan, although none of them are known for their use of force. But who knows what kind of powerful role they played before they turned to civilian posts? Wang Qinian, one of the wings of the Supervision Yuan, also hid in this building as a clerk for several years, and if these people really resisted angrily, what would be the end?

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 courtyard is becoming more and more tense and tense. It seems like it could break at any moment. At this moment, the old eunuch's will was finally read, and he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and shouted luck in his heart.

Yes, although the officials of the Supervisory Yuan looked deeply suspicious, shocked and angry, none of them 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 did not open his mouth to explain anything to these Supervision Yuan officials. Instead, he looked directly at the passage in the compound. The Nadai Inner Guard walked in from the passage carrying a stretcher. A thin old man with gray hair flying around was on the stretcher, and the blood on his body had stopped, but he still seemed to be in a coma.

The ancestor of the Inspectorate, the emperor of this darkness. Chen Pingping. Once again, he returned to the supervision courtyard he had built, and returned to his favorite Daping courtyard. But all this, without the familiar squeaking 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 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 the old dean who was bound to be Ling Chi would stimulate the hearts of everyone in the Supervision Yuan.

Your Majesty must know whether this supervision courtyard is Chen Pingping's land or his own land, if once it is confirmed that the courtyard is no longer his own, His Majesty, who is ruthless and cold-blooded and powerful, must not mind rushing into this dark courtyard with countless troops, and countless branches in the world will 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 did not let him die so easily and happily, so he could not 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 for a very miserable end tomorrow.

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 were slightly **, and he said: "If you go down, if there is any more rebellious behavior, it will be dealt with according to the rules of the court." “

Countless pairs of resentful and angry eyes were directed at 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 elite of the military looked at this scene movingly, 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 Supervisory 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 pale face, and suddenly saw the four captured officials of the Supervision Yuan, I don't know if 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.