Playing bad and eating melons: The whole court is laughing? No, no

After hearing what the system said, Ke Ming subconsciously counted the glass jars on the shelf.

Jiang Yueyang was also counting, and soon she figured out that there were a total of thirteen glass jars on the shelf.

Seeing that the number was wrong, she couldn't help but ask: "Little melon, how about the remaining eight?"

[It's broken.] The system answered casually.

【broken?】

[Hmm~ Those human skins are soaked in a special potion to keep them alive. They've been used so many times that they've naturally rotted. Also, have you noticed it's a bit cold here?]

Jiang Yueyang nodded.

System: [See those large vats over there? They're filled with ice, and the temperature underground is lower than the surface.]

Hearing this, Ke Ming pretended to be casual and walked over to the big vat, which was indeed filled with ice cubes.

But there are bloody organs inside!

At first glance, Ke Ming thought it was human organs, which frightened him. But after a closer look, he found that it was actually pig's heart and liver.

Jiang Yueyang saw Ke Ming stopped by the large vat and asked hurriedly, "Master Ke, is there any ice in the vat?"

Ke Dian nodded with a unhappy expression, "Not only is there ice, but there are other things as well."

Hearing that there were other things in the vat, Jiang Yueyang suddenly felt horrified, "Then... there won't be fragments... of corpses in there?"

"It's not the body parts, it's the heart and liver!"

"My dear!" Jiang Yueyang exclaimed, her face suddenly turning pale.

"Pig's liver, pig's liver!"

[Host, don't panic! It's pig's entrails!] Ke Ming and the system explained together.

Jiang Yueyang patted his chest, let out a long sigh, and his legs felt weak.

Seeing this, Prince Yan suggested with a worried look on his face: "Jiang Yueyang, leave this to them, shall we go out first?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Jiang Yueyang nodded repeatedly.

After she finished speaking, she quickly walked towards the exit. After a while, she reached the rope ladder.

She climbed up the rope ladder, wobbling as if she would fall if she wasn't careful.

Prince Yan stood below, staring at her nervously, his hands unconsciously making gestures as if to catch her.

Fortunately, she finally climbed up safely.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they walked out of the tree hole, they saw several officials lying on the ground, and Guyu was pointing a sword at Shen Zhiyi's throat.

It seemed that when they were in the cellar just now, there was another fight upstairs.

Jiang Yueyang walked over and said to herself, "Fortunately, I was careful and left Guyu up there to watch over them, otherwise the father and daughter would have gotten away."

"You killed so many people and yet you still want to survive. How despicable!" King Yan was furious.

He quickly walked up to Shen Zhiyi and squatted down. Without saying a word, he pulled out a dagger and stabbed it into Shen Zhiyi's palm.

Shen Zhiyi cried out in pain.

"Does it hurt?" King Yan suddenly pulled out his dagger and stabbed Shen Zhiyi's other palm. "They are in a thousand times more pain than you!"

This time, Shen Zhiyi was in so much pain that tears came out, but she didn't scream.

The King of Yan lowered his eyes to look at her bleeding hands, a cold smile on his lips, "You used these executioners to peel off their faces bit by bit, right?"

As he spoke, he picked up the bright red dagger and slowly gestured on Shen Zhiyi's cheek, "How about it? Do you want to taste the pain of being skinned?"

"Your Highness." Jiang Yueyang called him in a deep voice, suggesting that he control his emotions.

Suddenly, Shen Zhiyi laughed, looking a little crazy, "Kill me...Kill me quickly!"

King Yan snorted coldly, stood up and looked down at her condescendingly, "Killing you will dirty my hands. You deserve to be cut into pieces!"

At this time, Ke Ming and the officials came out of the tree hole, each holding a glass jar in their hands.

Seeing Shen Zhiyi sitting on the ground and laughing crazily, he hurried over.

He pointed at Shen Zhiyi and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

"Acting crazy and stupid!"

Seeing the ugly look on Prince Yan's face, Ke Ming didn't ask any more questions and ordered someone to bring Shen Zhiyi back to the Ministry of Justice.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yueyang immediately asked Guyu to seal Shen Zhiyi's acupoints to prevent any accidents on the road.

In this way, Huichuntang was sealed off, and Jiang Yueyang and Prince Yan also returned to the Supervisory Office.

On the way back, Jiang Yueyang went to Qingfeng Tower to pack up some good wine and food, and then went to Suxiang Pavilion to buy twenty boxes of snacks.

The three of them had their hands full and it was difficult for them to walk.

Prince Yan held the stack of dim sum and asked with difficulty, "Jiang Yueyang, why did you buy all these?"

"It's for you!" Jiang Yueyang replied as a matter of course, "On the first day of work, as the head of the Supervision Department, I should give you a welcome gift."

After hearing this, King Yan was puzzled. Is it necessary for the chief officer to give a greeting gift to his subordinates on the first day of work?

Moreover, even if a gift is to be given, shouldn't the subordinate give it to the superior? Why is it the other way around?

He was wondering when he heard Jiang Yueyang say, "It's not enough to just have snacks. We also need to buy some fruit."

Hearing this, King Yan immediately wanted to say that he could not take it.

But before he could speak, Jiang Yueyang said, "However, I can't carry it anymore. Let's wait until the next day and ask the servants to buy it."

Prince Yan breathed a sigh of relief, then complained, "Jiang Yueyang, you shouldn't buy it now. Can't you buy snacks and fruits together after going to the yamen? I'm so tired..."

"You're already complaining of being tired after just carrying a few things, Your Highness, are you not feeling up to it? Do you want me to help you..."

King Yan's face flushed with anger, "Jiang Yueyang, shut up! If you keep saying I don't... I'll throw away all the snacks!"

"No, I won't say anything."

In this way, they returned to the door of the Supervisory Office with a little difficulty.

As soon as he entered, the King of Yan could no longer hold on and shouted, "Hurry up and get someone to help me! My hand is about to break!"

In fact, the dim sum is not heavy, what is heavy is the box that holds the dim sum.

On the way back, King Yan complained about why Jiang Yueyang didn't buy paper-wrapped snacks.

Jiang Yueyang said as a matter of course that gifts should be made to look nice and solemn!

When the clerk of the Supervisory Office heard the King of Yan's cry, he hurried over and took the things from the three people.

The three of them suddenly felt relieved.

The next day, Ke Ming reported Shen Zhiyi's case to Emperor Yuan, and said that the case was solved thanks to Jiang Yueyang and the Supervisory Office.

Emperor Yuan highly praised the Supervisory Office, but he also did not leave out the Ministry of Justice.

Jiang Yueyang accepted it humbly and said that the Supervisory Department would continue its efforts. He also said that if the Ministry of Justice and the Dali Temple had any difficult cases to solve, they could bring them to the Supervisory Department for discussion.

The system was shocked when it heard her words, [Host, have you changed your nature? Are you snatching the job?]

[There's nothing I can do. The Supervisory Department is pretty idle right now. I'm afraid they'll just run away.]

[But...] Jiang Yueyang sniffed, [Do you smell a milky fragrance?]

[I smell it.]

Jiang Yueyang was puzzled. [Why does this hall smell like milk?]

[Of course someone hasn't been weaned! ]