Chapter 99: Smiling at the hero without waiting (I)

The official yamen of the Qing Kingdom can be used to detain prisoners. In Kyoto, there are more places like this. From the Kyoto government office, there are as many as seven yamen that have the right to detain in Qinglu. The real criminals involved in the government and those who are extremely guilty are often detained in the Ministry of Justice, the walls of the Dali Temple, and the prisons of the Supervision Bureau. This is the so-called heavenly prison that the people regard as abyss and always appear in stories about stories.

Since the establishment of the Supervision Bureau, this secret service agency directly under His Majesty the Emperor has played an extremely powerful, gloomy and terrifying role in the court affairs. The arrested senior officials are often imprisoned here, and those powerful figures with extraordinary skills have been locked underground here for many years. The level of this prison has gradually surpassed the Dali Temple of the Ministry of Justice and has become a veritable heavenly prison.

The Tianzhu is near the Supervision Bureau. If you go out from the main entrance of the square and gloomy building, you only need to turn a corner to see the two extremely heavy iron gates. And there are naturally secret passages that lead to the Tianzhu here. You only need to walk back from the Daping Court behind the Supervision Bureau and pass a small door to reach directly.

No matter which direction you enter the Prison of the Supervision Bureau, the first scene you see is a deep corridor, the prison where the prison is responsible for the detention of the serious criminal is deep underground, and the guard is extremely strict, so you don’t worry about robbing prisoners or other things happening.

As the corridor goes down, the air becomes more and more stagnant and the light becomes dimmer. Although there are good ventilation equipment below, the mixing of these decades of yin and dirty air always makes people feel inexplicably terrifying and suffocating.

Following the corridor to the deepest part, passing through several ordinary sill rooms, you will reach the several prison rooms at the bottom of the Supervision Bureau, where the guards are the most stringent. What is different today is that the seven officials in charge of guarding the Heavenly Prison are extremely complicated in their expressions, and the entire prison is filled with masters from other places in the hospital.

For example, the Imperial Guards. Experts in the Dingzhou Army, such as those in the inner court, are even more heart-wrenching. On both sides of the separate road leading to the lowest level, there are four strangers wearing hats and robes and clothes standing there coldly.

No one knows what these four people are, but they can clearly detect the powerful aura flowing in the other person's body. These four people were sent by His Majesty the Emperor in the palace.

Assassinating Jun Qin and criminal Chen Pingping were detained at the bottom of the prison in the Supervision Bureau. Perhaps even this amazing terrifying figure did not expect that one day he would be imprisoned.

The emperor remanded Chen Pingping in the Supervision Bureau instead of imprisoning in the palace or placed in the walls of Dali Temple, and his thoughts were extremely clear. If the Supervision Bureau really felt pity for himself, the old president, and was willing to rescue him at all costs, then staying in this prison can make it clearer about the thoughts of the officials of the Supervision Bureau.

If there are enemies in the world, they will pop up earlier and higher. Emperor Ziziruo Qing, from the first day he sat on the dragon throne, was acting in this way, including the siege of Dadongshan three years ago and the rebellion of Kyoto. This kind of confidence and suspicion is similar to seducing sin, probably only His Majesty, a monster with two top characters in the world, dares to use it.

However, His Majesty the Emperor did not expect that the fire in the heart of the Supervision Bureau was near the death of Chen Pingping, and burned out with a finger. Therefore, the ten thousand elite troops of Qingguo who were stationed outside the Supervision Bureau were useless. The masters who forcibly entered the seven heavenly prisons were watching the surroundings vigilantly, and there was no sign of rebellion in the Supervision Bureau.

The ground was wet and dark. However, there were no traces of moss on all the stone steps. It seemed that the seventh department of the Supervision Bureau was very careful in the care of this. The light yellow special bright oil torch burned outside the deepest prison in the prison, illuminating the underworld clearly.

On the bottom floor, there are only two cells, which are made from underground granite. Behind the walls are not deep or thick. In front of the cell is a thick subway door. The two iron doors at the entrance of the Zhutian Nuo are not much thinner.

This is the most gloomy place in Qingguo. Few people are qualified to be locked up here. From the decades since the Supervision Bureau started to repair the first floor of the Huangquan, there has been only one person in the room on the deepest ground floor of the underworld. The man's name is Shawn, who has been locked up for decades.

And today, Chen Pingping was also locked up here.

The iron door of the cell was not closed, and the fire shone in, and you could clearly see all the arrangements in the cell. A bed, a basin of water, and some things were not as people imagined, only weeds, rats, and sludge. On the contrary, this cell was extremely clean, but it was too clean and simple, and even a cockroach could not be seen.

Chen Pingping lay on the bed, breathing slowly, her eyes closed, and her gray hair was randomly placed beside her face. Although the wound on her chest and abdomen had been bandaged by the imperial physician, she had too much bleeding, which turned the old man's face into a pale color. His breathing seemed extremely difficult. Every time he inhaled, his chest looked a little shriveled like an aging machine. He struggled for several times, and a sound like a broken bellows came from his throat.

On the wooden bench outside the cell, four people sat in turn, Yan Bingyun, He Zongwei, eunuchs, and imperial physicians.

These four people will keep looking at the old man, guaranteeing that the other party will not die, guaranteeing that the other party will not escape, guaranteeing that the other party will remain in the current state of semi-unconsciousness and death, and will be held until tomorrow, convicted of the crime meeting, and before the imperial city, under the eyes of the people, to accept the anger of His Majesty the Emperor.

Yan Bingyun's face was slightly pale, and he quietly stared at the old man on the bed, not knowing what he was thinking. He Zongwei looked at him indifferently, not very worried. At this time, the Tianzhu of the Supervision Bureau was completely controlled by the military. Even if there were any unstable factors within the Supervision Bureau, it was completely impossible to kill to the bottom without a leader and rescue Chen Pingping.

Looking at Chen Pingping's dying body, He Zongwei frowned and felt a hint of chill. The beginning of this incident was due to his fear of Fan Xian, and the ending of this incident had nothing to do with him. He was slightly confused and awe-inspiring. He didn't know how long it would take to walk down this dark road to the end. Even if it was over, would it be like the old lame man in front of him, and he still couldn't end with a complete corpse?

But He Zongwei had to go on, and from the moment His Majesty the Emperor took a fancy to him and let him stand opposite Fan Xian, he could no longer retreat. That was why he exclaimed in the palace, hoping to confirm the charges of Chen Pingping and the Supervision Bureau, so that Fan Xian, who would not return to the capital in the future, would go crazy because of Chen Pingping's cruel death.

All the civil and military officials and generals in the Qing Dynasty court are now worried that Fan Xian will go crazy, but He Zongwei hopes that Fan Xian will go crazy. If Fan Xian is so cold and weak, under the imperial power, he does not care about Chen Pingping's rote memory and the humiliation suffered by the Supervision Bureau, then he will still be the arrogant Dan Bo Gong who is under one person and above ten thousand people.

Such a vicious, indifferent and never indifferent Duke Danbo is not the enemy He Zongwei wants to face. He Zongwei only hopes that Fan Xian is a young powerful minister with passion and will turn against His Majesty because of this matter. Only in this way can he stand behind His Majesty and gain wealth for the rest of his life.

When he was thinking hard, Yan Bingyun suddenly spoke, "Sir He, I don't know who the four people outside are."

He Zongwei glanced at Yan Bingyun, shook his head without answering. He knew that the other party was talking about the four mysterious figures wearing zither clothes and hats. These four people held imperial edicts. The authority was even higher than that of the imperial guards. They were responsible for guarding Chen Pingping. No one knew where he suddenly found four such masters in the palace. He Zongwei didn't know, but when he looked at Yan Bingyun, he began to think about other thoughts in his heart.

When His Majesty changed the blood of the court, the seven gentlemen entered the palace and each received his Majesty's careful instructions. Except for Qin Heng was tragically attacked by the black cavalry and silver-faced swords and swords due to family rebellion, the other six people were gradually shining in the court. These young ministers were undoubtedly the preparations made by His Majesty for the future.

Among these six people, He Zongwei was the most famous and had the highest status, and was clearly the leader. However, today, looking at Yan Bingyun's cold face, Grand Secretary He felt a little cold and a slight fear.

The most feared thing in his life is that he is like himself, who is good at choosing a powerful camp and is good at concealing himself. Once he needs action, he is particularly cruel and ruthless. Today, Chen Pingping stabbed the king, but Yan Bingyun had already made many measures to deal with it within the Supervision Bureau. This fact shocked He Zongwei and found that this young master Yan was also a person with a weak and extremely cold nature. It was obvious that the other party knew more about this matter than he did. In other words, His Majesty's trust in this person was still vaguely above him.

Yan Bingyun didn't notice what the popular Grand Secretary was thinking. He was just quietly looking at the old man in the cell with complex and calm eyes.

The old man spent his whole life working hard for the Qing Kingdom. In addition, he fought hard on the battlefield a long time ago, and suffered many serious injuries. He was paralyzed half of his body and blocked blood over the years. These reasons were added together, which made the first counselor of Emperor Qing very fast. Now his face was wrinkled and silver hair, he looked particularly old, and the true energy of life in his body was about to be exhausted.

Today in the imperial study room, His Majesty the Emperor took action with anger. Although he was hit hard, he still controlled his strength, but the celadon cup had cut off Chen Pingping's life. Without the imperial physician's words, Yan Bingyun could also judge that the old dean's life had ended. If it weren't for the precious medicinal materials in the palace, I was afraid that the old dean would not have waited until the court was opened tomorrow, and the old dean would have bid farewell to this world.

As soon as he thought of this, a trace of gloomyness flashed in his eyes that was extremely difficult to detect.

At this moment, Chen Pingping, who had been unconscious, suddenly moved her body, and the imperial physician quickly stepped forward to take her pulse. After a long time, Chen Pingping opened her eyes with great difficulty and looked around, as if she was to confirm where she was. However, her dry lips were slightly raised, and for some reason, she actually laughed.

Chen Pingping's eyes were very turbid and there was no glory anymore. He glanced at Yan Bingyun and was very cold.

Yan Bingyun also glanced at him, and was also very cold.

I don’t know the years in the mountains, and I don’t know the years underground. I don’t know how long it has passed, and those bright oil torches are still burning without hesitation. People who have not slept all night in the prison of the Supervision Bureau feel an uncontrollable feeling of fatigue after spending the most tense night.

He Zongwei rubbed his eyes and subconsciously looked out the window, but saw a stone wall. Then he realized that he was deep in the ground at this time and smiled mockingly. At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from the stone steps behind the cell. With these footsteps, the eunuch who announced the order came to the outside of the cell.

He Zongwei's face turned solemn, the imperial physician's expression relaxed, and the eunuch who was waiting here tightened, but Yan Bingyun was still expressionless. People who were responsible for guarding Qin's offender Chen Pingping knew about it.

The time has finally arrived.

A red sun in the east has already jumped out of the clouds and shone on all the buildings in Kyoto, Qing Kingdom. The people who walked out of the Heavenly Prison stood in the morning light, subconsciously narrowed their eyes, and were nervous all night, but nothing happened in the end. Whether it was He Zongwei, Yan Bingyun, or even the imperial guards responsible for guarding the defense, they all felt that they were extremely exhausted.

He Zongwei waved his hand gently, and among the hundreds of armored imperial guards, a black carriage parked at the door of the Heavenly Prison. Chen Pingping, who was still lying on the stretcher, carried it up again.

Yan Bingyun narrowed his eyes and looked at the Huanghuang Imperial City over there. He knew that the court had already started. The ministers of various ministries must have been indignantly denounced Chen Pingping's rebellion in Taiji Hall. Those civil officials who had been preparing for many years finally had the opportunity to put the old black dog's neck.

Qin prisoner Chen Pingping was carried out of the prison and headed towards the road of death. The soldiers around him were assigned solemnly and nervously to guard the defense. Yan Bingyun and his most trusted subordinates of the Supervision Bureau fell at the end, and then heard a message.

The old servant who had been with Chen Pingping for decades, the old servant who had taken Chen Pingping back to Beijing in a carriage was also imprisoned in the heavenly prison of the Supervision Bureau last night. At this time, he knew that the master who had served for decades was about to enter the court. The old servant hit the wall and committed suicide in the prison, with blood covering the wall.

Hearing this news, Yan Bingyun's eyes felt a little wet, but she forced herself to endure it, raised her face and stopped looking at the imperial city, so as not to see the tears of complex emotions flowing down in front of so many people.

He looked up and saw countless rain clouds coming in no way, quickly piled into the sky above Kyoto, covering the red sun that had just risen tightly behind him, allowing a darkness to cover the green trees in the city.

Another autumn rain is about to fall.
Chapter completed!