"An Shigeng?! The son of An Yunshan, the richest man in the capital?"
The name Yang Qingyuan said made Li Xunhuan, who was originally a bit lazy, immediately become serious.
"What? You want to do something to him??"
As soon as he mentioned this, Li Xunhuan became more energetic. The old supervisor of the censor was sick at work.
The Procuratorate has been keeping an eye on An Yunshan for some time. The Procuratorate has always suspected that he has engaged in a series of activities such as buying and selling prohibited goods, liaising with the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and minting coins privately.
However, he had close contacts with Zhao Yan, Minister of Industry, and Kong Qinli, a scholar of Dongge University. Without conclusive evidence, he could not shake the big tree of Anyun Mountain.
Now that Yang Qingyuan has taken the initiative to mention this person, the two parties may be able to cooperate.
Yang Qingyuan poured himself a cup of tea.
"Now there are six gates, Jinyiwei, two factories in the east and west, and Hulong Villa. Various forces are crisscrossing each other. When Dali Temple is newly built, it is necessary to find someone with weight to establish its authority, and An Shigeng happened to bump into it himself."
"Why did he offend you?" Li Xunhuan was a little surprised when he heard the meaning of Yang Qingyuan's words. Logically speaking, according to Yang Qingyuan's current status, An Shigeng would not take the initiative to deal with him.
"Don't worry about it, just say yes!"
"Okay, there should be some information about the An family in the Inspectorate. I'll look for it for you! But you have to be careful yourself. I heard that An Yunshan has weird martial arts skills and profound cultivation, which is difficult to deal with!"
Yang Qingyuan added another cup of tea to his cup, "Don't worry, if I'm not sure, I won't touch the old fox An Yunshan."
While Yang Qingyuan and Li Xunhuan were discussing (secretly) a big (string) plan (coupling), in Dali Temple, two beautiful women were also discussing a decision.
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"This is how I met Yang Qingyuan today."
Ji Yaohua and Hu Die were discussing today's affairs in a bathtub.
The two women were dressed in tulle, and their figure curves were vaguely visible.
Today, Yang Qingyuan gave Ji Yaohua a bit of a shock.
Those poisonous poisons that tortured them to the point of excruciating pain remained motionless in front of Yang Qingyuan's true essence;
His own charm power had no impact on Yang Qingyuan at all.
All these are shaking Ji Yaohua's determination.
Originally, Ji Yaohua and others were not so loyal to An Shigeng. It was only because of the power and poison of An Shigeng and his son that they always served the An family.
Now that she had such a good opportunity to break away from An Shigeng's control, Ji Yaohua didn't want to miss it.
But among the female agents under her command, not everyone can agree with her. Everyone has seen An Shigeng's power, but no one except her has witnessed Yang Qingyuan's methods.
So Ji Yaohua chose to tell her good sister Hu Die about this first.
Hu Die was one of the three Ziyi female arrestees under her command. She was originally an official lady. Her father was framed and imprisoned because she was unwilling to cooperate with An Yunshan. She was also thrown into the Jiaofang Division.
Later, he was selected by An Shigeng. After being redeemed from the Jiaofang Division, he planted poisonous poison and was trained to become the dark son of the An family.
Among Ji Yaohua's sisters, if anyone hates An Jia the most, it must be Hu Die.
So Ji Yaohua chose to tell Hu Die about this in advance.
"Hu Die, do you think our Lord Yang is trustworthy?"
Ji Yaohua soaked in the water, feeling the temperature of the hot water soaking her jade skin. Her snow-white jade skin and exquisite curves were more charming under the cover of the hot water mist. It was a pity that no man could have such a blessing.
"Sister Yao, if this prescription is really written by Sun Shichang, the king of medicine, as Yang Qingyuan said, it might really be able to resolve the poisonous poison in our bodies. Once the poisonous poison is resolved, we will no longer be controlled by An Shigeng."
When An Shigeng was mentioned, Hu Die's eyes flashed with a stern look. How could he forget the hatred of destroying his family? He also slapped his right hand into the water of the bathtub due to excitement, causing splashes.
The An family and his son thought that they could control a person with their power and poison, but they didn't know that sometimes, hatred can destroy the importance of life.
"Furthermore, according to Sister Yao, your life and death today is actually determined by Mr. Yang's thoughts. He has neither killed you nor forced you to make any promises. This shows that this person must be different from An Shigeng.
Such a sinister and vicious person."
Ji Yaohua didn't answer immediately. In the whole bathroom, there was only the sound of hot water dripping along the bamboo pipe.
Ji Yaohua knew that her sister hated the An family and his son to the core. Now that she saw the hope of being out of their control and even able to overthrow them, she would definitely not want to miss it.
Although Hu Die was blinded by hatred and had extreme ideas, there was one thing he said rightly.
If the prescription really comes from the medicine king Sun Shichang, then the poison on himself and others may not be unsolvable.
Once the poison is released, there will be no more constraints, and life and death can be controlled by oneself.
At that time, it doesn't matter whether it's helping Yang Qingyuan to bring down the An family or sitting on the mountain and watching the fight between tigers.
Once a person dies, he has nothing. Only when he is alive can he have the right to make choices.
Ji Yaohua wanted to escape from An Shigeng's control, but she also didn't want to be controlled by Yang Qingyuan, which would just be changing from one cage to another.
She wants to have the power to control herself.
"Hu Die, you are right. No matter what Yang Qingyuan's intentions are, this prescription is worth trying."
Ji Yaohua broke the silence by saying, "But we can't put our sisters' lives and deaths to the test!"
"We don't want to try? Then..."
"Of course someone will try it!" Ji Yaohua jumped up from the bath and put on the coat on the hanger beside her. The seductive spring light flashed away, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. The confidence at this moment was the famous move.
The woman in black clothes from the capital captures the head.
Yang Qingyuan gave Ji Yaohua three days to rest and organize. Although it was called rest, Ji Yaohua knew that this was the time Yang Qingyuan left for her to make a choice.
Should he continue to work for An Shigeng? Or seek refuge with Yang Qingyuan?
After three days, there will be a decision.
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Within two days, Dali Temple began normal operations.
Whether it was the scribes sent by the officials or the capable policemen from the six gates, they were indeed top-notch grassroots backbones, and the framework of Dali Temple was erected in no time.
Although the Ministry of Punishment was unwilling to do so, it still handed over the power to review criminal cases.
But this is far from enough. Dali Temple was originally the highest political and legal institution in the Zhou Dynasty, with the power of anti-theft, criminal investigation, prison, review, trial, and law enforcement.
Now only the right of review has been taken back.
Yang Qingyuan, the Prime Minister of Dali Temple, does not have any specific things.
Major criminal cases in various places, except for those sentenced to death for serious crimes, are all settled in half a year. The Ministry of Punishment has completed the review of the cases in the first half of the year, but the cases in the second half of the year have not yet been submitted from various places.
As a result, Dali Temple was still idle, and when the time was up, Yang Qingyuan, the prime minister of Dali Temple, took Ye Jianhan, the head of the anti-theft department, to find talents all over the capital.