I have been a county magistrate for ten years. My subordinates insist on giving me a yellow robe.

Chen Liu frowned, hesitated for a while, and then spoke uncertainly:

"Old Jiang, although I'm a rough guy, the meaning of this sentence seems to have nothing to do with the current situation, right?"

"If you know you're uneducated, don't show off in front of me." Jiang Yuan said calmly.

"Then explain to me what you mean." Chen Liu looked at Jiang Yuan unconvinced.

Jiang Yuan patted Chen Liu's chest and said proudly, "Listen carefully and remember it well, so that you won't be called uneducated when you go out in the future."

"What this means is that his parents are in our hands, so he can't get far!"

"So we still need to take these guys back?" Chen Liu looked at Jiang Yuan in surprise.

Since its establishment, the East Factory has been engaged in a one-stop service of killing people and digging traps, with no exceptions.

"You didn't take them back before, and killed them all?" Jiang Yuan also had an expression of disbelief.

Chen Liu nodded heavily: "That's right, in the past we always killed them all, not taking a single one alive."

No wonder, no wonder Zhao Tiannan was so panicked when he saw Chen Liu when he first came to the imperial capital. So that's why.

"That's fine. Zhao Ming alone shouldn't cause any big trouble, but it's better to be cautious. We should send people to search the surroundings and see if there are any secret passages or something like that." Jiang Yuan said as he came to Zhao Tiannan again.

"Master Zhao, you are truly a shrewd and resourceful person. I admire you!"

"I'm ashamed of myself for allowing Young Master Zhao to escape under such circumstances."

Zhao Tiannan smiled grimly at Jiang Yuan: "Jiang Yuan, you don't understand. You don't understand at all. Even if decades, hundreds of years, or even thousands of years pass, our Zhao family will still be an aristocratic family, still standing at the top of the world."

"And you, Jiang Yuan, haha, you're really ruthless and swift with your knife! But remember, when the bird is dead, the bow is put away; when the rabbit is dead, the dog is cooked!"

"There's no point in saying more! I'm watching what happens to you from below!" After Zhao Tiannan said this, he suddenly twisted his neck and used the long knife Wei Yong held against his neck to end his life.

Jiang Yuan looked at Zhao Tiannan's slowly flowing blood and couldn't help but sigh.

He is also a character who deserves the title of the head of a noble family.

"Sir, there are 813 people in the Zhao family. All 83 direct descendants of the Zhao family have been killed except Zhao Ming. What should be done with the remaining people?" Wei Yong asked.

Jiang Yuan waved his hand and said, "Take him back to the East Factory for now. According to the old rules, send him to exile in Taiping County."

"The rest of you, get ready. Next up is the Lin family! Listen carefully this time. Don't let a single one of them live. We must control the entire Lin family as quickly as possible!"

Jiang Yuan's voice was cold. Xiao Lin and Ye Chu, these are the four main male characters in online novels. If one of them escapes, he will go out and shout, "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, you're not worthy of being my son if you don't kill Jiang Yuan," etc. No one can stand this.

"Hehehe! It's a dark and windy night, a great day to kill someone!" Chen Liu let out a strange laugh looking up to the sky.

A moment later, when the group walked out of the Lin family, the smell of blood on their bodies became stronger.

"Let's go! Follow me to deal with the Li family. I've disliked them for a long time!" Chen Liu, who was already in the mood for killing, rushed out eager to try.

Half an hour later, the blood-stained group rushed to the next house without stopping...

"Old Jiang! Hurry up, we must kill all these beasts today!"

……

"Old Jiang, this is the eighth one. I think it's time to call it a day."

"What? You still want to go to the Wang family? Well, this one isn't bad either."

……

"Old Jiang! Old Jiang, calm down, I beg you! I kneel down for you! This is the tenth family, we can't kill them anymore. If we keep killing, I'm afraid we won't even have enough people for the morning court tomorrow!"

……

"Lao Jiang! No! You absolutely cannot continue. Stop it, Lao Jiang!"

……

When the first ray of morning sunlight shone on his body, Jiang Yuan took a deep breath and touched his face. Although there was no blood on his body, he was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"It's already dawn..." Chen Liu muttered to himself.

"Sir, the Shao family has been wiped out. All 138 of the direct descendants have been executed. The remaining members, totaling over a thousand, have been escorted back to the East Depot."

Jiang Yuan nodded, unscrewed the water bag and took a sip of water.

"Old Chen, the morning court should be starting soon, right?"

Chen Liu nodded heavily: "That's right, there is still half an hour to go. We absolutely cannot continue this time. In just one night, thirteen sects were wiped out. These are not ordinary people, these are aristocratic families!"

"We really can't continue killing. Otherwise, even if we have the emperor's order, it won't be justified."

"Nonsense, of course I know. We should go to attend the morning court." Jiang Yuan casually threw the empty water bag to Wei Yong, and they walked out of the Shao family gate side by side and got on the carriage.

A moment later, at the entrance of the palace, the two of them arrived a little late today. Looking around, they saw many carriages parked around.

But who was Chen Liu? Who dared to take his place? The two got off the carriage and headed straight for the hall.

"Hurry, hurry! It's almost too late!" Chen Liu urged while running wildly.

When the two men arrived at the hall, all the officials had already lined up waiting for Duanmu Yuanchen's arrival. Seeing the two guys come in, everyone quickly shut up.

However, every time the two of them walked past an official, the official would put his hand over his nose.

As the two walked to the front, a smell of blood began to slowly spread over the hall.

"What...what's this smell? It smells so strong of blood. Whose is it?"

"Is that even a question? What do you think?"

"Oh my god, did the East Factory make any moves last night? I didn't receive any news. How many people did they kill?"

Listening to the words of these ministers, Jiang Yuan smiled coldly. How many people were killed?

I can't remember exactly, but last night, the group visited thirteen aristocratic families in succession. The direct descendants of these families alone are estimated to be over a thousand people, plus some loyal guards, the number must be over two thousand.

And is there anyone among these thirteen doors who escaped? Yes, and there is more than one Zhao Ming.

After all, a noble family is a noble family, so building a secret passage or secret door is a normal thing.

But these are not important. No matter how badly these guys escaped, they probably only remember the people from the East Factory. How many of them know him, Jiang Yuan?

While Jiang Yuan was lost in thought, a figure had already sat down on the dragon throne.

"My emperor..."

"Forget it!" Duanmu Yuanchen said in a deep voice. These guys kept calling him the emperor, but secretly they were in cahoots with the Ning family. It was really infuriating.

Duanmu Yuanchen casually glanced at the crowd and deliberately said, "Hmm? Who didn't come today? Why are there so many empty seats?"

"Your Majesty, fifteen people, including Lord Zhao Tiannan, Lord Liu Chang, and Lord Lin Xilin, were absent from this morning's court. Lords Wu and Dong Lie are on sick leave, and the rest are unknown."

After the eunuchs finished their reports, the ministers all felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Thirteen people didn't come for no reason. This is a new story.

Thinking back to the bloody smell when Jiang Yuan and Chen Liu came in, could it be...