The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun looked at him coldly and snapped his fingers.

Three old eunuchs quickly walked into the cell.

"Go ahead, and be quick." Qin Yun stepped back and said lightly.

"Yes, Your Majesty. We have castrated at least 80 eunuchs, if not 100. With one stroke, we will be done with all. It won't take any time."

An old eunuch said with a smile, his face looking sinister and extremely creepy.

The three of them opened the small box, took out a knife, and prepared to take action.

The monk's face froze instantly, his color almost ashen, and he said in panic, "What are you going to do?!"

"Can't you see? Since you don't want to tell me, I won't force you. The poison of the Datura flower came from you, and you almost killed me. Of course I have to punish you a little bit." Qin Yun put his hands behind his back, looking calm and composed.

"Son of a bitch!"

"I curse you to go to the eighteen levels of hell!"

He began to struggle, even at the risk of hurting his wound.

But he was soon subdued. The three old eunuchs were nimble and quickly took off his pants. The shiny knives shone with a cold light.

Qin Yun took another look, wow!

This old monk Zanghua is indeed a lustful and evil monk. You can tell from his body, it's too wild.

"no, do not want!"

"I said, I said!"

Canghua's old face was ugly, without the calm and kind eyes of a high monk. He was sweating profusely, and looked at Qin Yun in panic and shouted: "Did I say that and you let me go?"

"Correct!"

Qin Yun nodded and signaled the three eunuchs to step back.

"Tell me, who is the mastermind behind this and who contacted you!"

"I want everyone, no one can be left behind, even if they are small fish or shrimp! As long as you dare to lie, humph!"

A cold snort made Zanghua shudder.

He has only loved women's bodies in his life, and would rather die than be castrated.

After a moment of silence, he got up dejectedly and said in a low voice: "I only know that it was a prince. He was very powerful. He found me many years ago and controlled me."

"I wanted to escape, but even if I was far away in the Western Regions, he could catch me anytime and anywhere."

"He was the one who had the Mandragora flower poison taken away. He was also the one who instructed us to go to the imperial capital to do this."

"He is the mastermind behind everything. I was just threatened."

He raised his head innocently and begged, "I'm just a pawn, I know very little, can you please let me go?"

Qin Yun sneered.

"You only told me this little bit of information, and you still want me to let you go. Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

Zanghua's old face turned pale, and after a moment of deep thought, he gritted his teeth and said, "Although I have never met this prince, I know that he has secretly raised an army!"

boom!

It was like a bolt from the blue!

The entire prison exploded.

It is a capital crime for Your Majesty to maintain an army without permission!

Qin Yun's pupils widened, emitting sharp rays, and he stepped forward and asked excitedly: "Where is his army?!"

"How did you know that?"

The Tibetan monk also knew that this matter involved a lot of things, and he felt a little uneasy when facing the questioning.

"His army is in a small border town two hundred miles south of the imperial capital. It's nominally a village, but in reality everyone is a soldier and can fight as soon as they mount a horse."

"Once, a small-scale plague broke out in his army. It was the spread of some kind of poison. He sent people to the Western Regions to find me and asked me to treat them."

“That’s when I discovered it quietly.”

Qin Yun's eyes were cold. It was only two hundred miles away! If he wanted to sneak to the imperial capital, he would arrive in one night.

Over the years, how much power has the mastermind developed? !

"How many people are there in that army?" Qin Yun continued to ask without changing his expression.

The old monk Canghua hesitated for a moment, then thought back, "It's hard to say, but based on my observations, there should be around five to six thousand people, maybe over ten thousand."

Qin Yun took out a portrait of the Ninth Prince and said, "Take a look. Have you seen this person before?"

Zanghua's face turned bitter.

"I really have never seen the prince behind the scenes. There are always middlemen passing on messages. How could a prince dare to show up when he does something illegal?"

Qin Yun narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully: "Take another good look! Is this the prince? Think carefully before you speak!"

"I want you to be a witness!"

Canghua's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly realized that the emperor was going to kill the person in the portrait? Regardless of whether he was the prince behind the scenes, he was now!

"I……"

He studied Qin Yun's expression, fearing that he had guessed wrongly.

But Qin Yun's face was cold and nothing could be seen.

"I, I have seen it. The army belongs to him and he commanded all the operations. I confess!" The old monk Zanghua said gritting his teeth.

Qin Yun showed a satisfied smile.

"Notify the Zongzheng Temple to arrest Lao Jiu overnight and imprison him in the Imperial Palace. All the people related to Lao Jiu's residence should also be thrown into the Heavenly Prison!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Tao Yang's face was serious and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Master Feng, bring my secret letter and have Xiao Jian dispatch troops as quickly as possible to the border town 200 miles south of the imperial capital and wipe out the relevant people."

"Try to report back the victory report before tomorrow morning's court session!"

"I obey your command!" Old Feng slowly retreated, not daring to delay.

After issuing such an order, Qin Yun found it difficult to remain calm.

The army that mysteriously appeared when Wang Wei launched a mutiny was most likely this one. This was the work of a prince, and at present it was undoubtedly Lao Jiu.

But there is no direct evidence.

Qin Yun didn't want to give him more time, so he asked Canghua to pretend to know Lao Jiu. At the same time, such a confession was enough to shut up many ministers and princes.

long silence.

The old monk Canghua swallowed his saliva and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, can you let me go?"

Hearing this, Qin Yun's eyes flashed with disgust and murderous intent. This Canghua had harmed countless innocent women. He must die, but he could be allowed to live a few more days.

"Wait, I will let you go after I have dealt with this matter and you have made the identification."

After saying that, he slowly walked away with his hands behind his back.

Canghua looked at his back, a trace of uneasiness appearing on his old face, but having come to this point, he could only let others manipulate him.

His gloomy eyes flashed, and he saw the portrait of the Ninth Prince on the ground, and felt inexplicably familiar.

He suddenly felt that the emperor was right. The prince in the portrait was the prince who was behind all this!

Overnight, Xiao Jian transferred 5,000 troops from Mangshan.

Fearing that their movements were too large and would attract attention, they drew troops from other places and surrounded the border town from three directions.

Galloping day and night, tens of thousands of cavalrymen can be said to be of the essence of war.

at the same time!

The situation in the imperial capital is also unpredictable, and murderous intentions are emerging.

The Ninth Prince was suddenly captured by the Zongzheng Temple and the Imperial Guards and imprisoned in the palace. All the people in the palace were implicated and imprisoned in the Sky Prison.

If the Zongzheng Temple was just monitoring before, then this time it was a serious action.

Being imprisoned in the palace will lead to only two outcomes: permanent confinement or unexplained death!

The night is eerie.

Qin Yun was relieved when he received the report that the Ninth Prince had been imprisoned in the imperial palace, for he had feared an accident might happen.

"Your Majesty, aren't you going to rest yet? It's very late."

Concubine Xiao Shu walked over gracefully, wearing a close-fitting nightgown that outlined her beautiful figure. Her long hair was cascading down like a waterfall, and her collarbone was pink and tender, looking so casual and attractive.