After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

The dark clouds that had been hovering over the capital's sky gradually dissipated.

The terrifying celestial phenomenon frightened the entire city, from high-ranking officials to ordinary people, and made them tremble in fear.

For a time, rumors spread throughout the capital.

The ignorant people are confused by various versions of rumors.

Those with connections will quickly pass on the "truth" they have heard.

The rolling dark clouds in the sky dissipated, but the turbulent undercurrent in the city had just begun.

Wei Wu's breakthrough to the first level of external strength was like dropping a bomb into an already turbulent vortex.

Making the undercurrent even more turbulent.

……

The next day, at Yang Mansion.

Yang Suoxiu and Yang Weiyuan each covered their faces, staring at each other and gritting their teeth.

For nothing else.

It was because they both received a slap in the face from Jin Sanhe outside the Censorate office yesterday.

After a day, the swelling on the five bars not only did not go down, but it became even bigger, and half of his face looked like a winter melon.

The two met today to discuss how to deal with Jin Sanhe.

That slap must not be taken in vain.

But before that, they must figure out why Jin Sanhe dared to attack them.

As an official appointed by the imperial court, and one who came from a royal literary academy like the Hanlin Academy, swearing was considered an extraordinary act, and hitting someone in the street was simply appalling.

When things go wrong, there must be a monster.

Although he made a harsh statement yesterday that he would kill Jin Sanhe.

But when it came to actually taking action, the two began to have doubts because they couldn't figure out the reason and were worried about being trapped.

Another way is revenge.

Adding punches together definitely won't work. The bastard's two slaps were so powerful that they knocked out my teeth. I might not be able to win if we really fight.

Submitting a memorial to the emperor doesn't help much.

They had no interest in paying attention to the insignificant officials in the Hanlin Academy, a low-paying government office, and they had no negative information about Jin Sanhe. They only knew that he was from Liaodong.

As for the crime of assaulting someone, who would believe that an editor of the Hanlin Academy assaulted someone in the street?

During the past few decades of party struggles, the reputation of the imperial envoys who specialized in fabricating dirt on others has been almost completely destroyed.

The so-called "rumor-mongering" means that you don't need any actual evidence, you just need to hear rumors and you can report others without taking any responsibility.

After a long time, credibility will be gone.

The Censorate was said to be independent of the Six Ministries, but in fact it had long since become the center of a vortex of factional strife.

Whoever has more people in the Censorate will have greater influence.

After all, you don't have to take responsibility for biting someone, and even if you can't defeat your opponent, you can still make them feel disgusted.

So, the "two Yangs" of the Censorate, who are inseparable from each other on weekdays, looked at me, and I looked at you with blank stares.

At this moment, the housekeeper rushed in in a hurry and said loudly to Yang Suoxiu, "Master, Jin Sanhe is outside the door asking to see you?"

Yang Suoxiu was stunned for a moment, instinctively thinking he had misheard, and asked, "Who wants to see you?"

"Master, this is Jin Sanhe, editor of the Hanlin Academy, Jin Sanhe." The butler spoke slowly, his eyes and expression almost saying directly that this is the Jin Sanhe who beat you yesterday.

"what?"

Yang Suoxiu stood up in an instant and said through gritted teeth, "He dares to come see me?"

Yang Weiyuan's brain froze for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he angrily said, "There's a road to heaven but he won't take it, there's no door to hell but he breaks in. Let him in, I can't kill him!"

"Bring him in."

Yang Suoxiu gritted his teeth, then thought of something and hurriedly said, "Wait, don't be impatient. Call the guards here first. When I smash the cup as a signal, they will kill me!"

"Yes, sir." The butler took the order and hurried down to make arrangements.

So, after one stick of incense.

When the plump and well-mannered Jin Sanhe saw Yang Suoxiu and Yang Weiyuan, whose faces were half swollen and the other half gloomy, he also saw a dozen Liu Mansion guards with unfriendly eyes who surrounded him.

Jin Sanhe was completely confused. Before coming, he was thinking about how to persuade these two idiots to report Wei Zhongxian. He had also imagined many scenarios and prepared countermeasures.

The Donglin Party and the Eunuch Party were like water and fire, and all that was left was for someone to light the fuse.

Looking at the scene before him, it was something he could never have imagined.

Before he even made his intentions clear, the other party already looked like he was about to hit him.

Jin Sanhe had a hunch that something was wrong, but since he was already here, he couldn't just go back like this. He forced a look of concern on his face and asked, "What happened to the two adults? Why do you have injuries on your faces?"

Good man, he is just talking nonsense.

Yang Suoxiu and Yang Weiyuan gasped and pointed at Jin Sanhe at the same time, their hands shaking.

I've seen arrogance, but never such arrogance.

He just beat someone up yesterday, and today he came to my door and asked why he had a wound on his face.

It is tolerable and unbearable.

Even if the prime minister came today, he would be beaten.

"Get him for me!"

The two of them shouted and even forgot about throwing the cups.