Sword comes

The two young women who served as "doorkeepers" of the imperial master's residence were neatly dressed, one in brocade and the other in green, like a peony and a bamboo.

They were guarding the two corridors connecting the second and third courtyards, each carrying a standard Dali Border Army knife and dagger on their waists.

Inside the house, Han E, who was standing, said in a trembling voice: "It was an illusion performed by the immortals. Liu Wenjin is not dead, right?!"

It is said that those who cultivate Taoism in the mountains can hold the world in their sleeves and shrink the mountains and rivers. Their changes are so endless that they can be mistaken for the real thing.

Chen Pingan tapped his knees lightly with a rolled-up book and said, "Liu Wenjin, 43 years old, currently serving as Minister of Rites of Qiu State, has been impersonating his identity for 19 years. His real name is Zheng Lan, but his ancestral home is actually from the old Baishuang Dynasty, from Huaxiang County, a prominent family with generations of scholars, but unfortunately he is a concubine's son. Huaxiang County, quite a coincidence."

Han E stood silently beside the chair. The young prince was in a state of panic. He could not die, yet! He still had too many ambitions to fulfill. He had to fulfill his ambitions as the new ruler of Qiu State, helping the Han family of Qiu State break away from being a vassal state and no longer have to pay tribute to any suzerain state. He could not continue to bring shame to his ancestors.

Chen Pingan said: "At first, I was also worried that Liu Wenjin might be a spy with two identities, so I asked the Ministry of Justice and even the Ministry of War to carefully check Liu Wenjin's relevant files to see if there were any omissions. The result was, no."

Han E's eyes were red, and he clenched his fists. He was extremely afraid of the man in green. Instead, the young man had some courage and said through gritted teeth, "Hanzhou Qiu State has heavy taxes, far exceeding the average level of Dali states. Liu Wenjin said that Dali Song's family deliberately suppressed Qiu State, making the local people miserable and complaining. One day, they will rise up. Dali's court intends to break Qiu State up within 30 years. By then, Dali will take the opportunity to send troops to suppress the rebellion, cut off the Han family's national destiny in Qiu State, and even lose their vassal status."

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "How did Minister Liu explain and exaggerate the fact that the Han clan secretly colluded with the demon clan's army during the war?"

Han E angrily said, "You are talking nonsense! Father was unwilling to obey the orders of the Dali army and refused to send the men under the age of fourteen from Qiu to the battlefield. He negotiated with the military department of the secondary capital several times without success. Father did not hesitate to take the risk and go to the secondary capital to meet Luo Wang Song Mu, that bastard.

The emperor even promised that all the young and strong people in the Qiu Kingdom, even the children who could lift a knife, could go to the battlefield to kill monsters, just to ask Dali to withdraw the military order. It was raining heavily that day, and the king of a country knelt on the ground, but Song Mu just refused to nod and didn't even want to see him! "

"It's a pity that Minister Liu doesn't go to Tianqiao to tell stories."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "If you want to make someone get turned away and hear the sound of kowtow, Song Jixin is really capable of doing such a thing."

Han E sneered, "Song Mu, the Prince of Luo, colluded with Su Gaoshan, the inspector general. One was cruel and the other was ruthless. They wanted to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys and intimidate other countries. Su Gaoshan led his troops into the palace and killed my father! Su Gaoshan is ambitious and wants to make the inspector general position, which he has already got, hereditary. He wants to make the inspector general position hereditary so that his military family, which made its fortune by killing people, can be rich and glorious for generations!"

Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Liu Wenjin is really a piece of shit. Killing people is not enough to get over it? If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have given him a quick death."

The young prince spoke passionately, spitting everywhere, and was so engrossed in his speech that he showed no fear at all. "Liu Wenjin also said that when the Dali Dynasty was forced to move to the sea, all the fishermen and islanders who refused to leave their homeland within the deadline were executed immediately. The Dali border troops were like urging people to die, but they did not provide enough boats, which led to a continuous stream of corpses on the road to the interior, and people exchanged their children for cannibalism. It was a horrible sight. The ghosts of those who died by the sword, drowned, or starved to death are still wandering on the seashore to this day."

"The civil and military achievements of your Dali Dynasty are all built on the bones of countless people who died in vain. The soldiers and civilians from various countries who died at the hands of the Dali border troops are more valuable than those who died in..."

Chen Pingan listened patiently until here, and said softly, "Hmm?"

In fact, there was no magical trick involved. Han Eru was strangled by someone and was simply frightened by that inexplicable... aura.

Han E's entire body was like a sheepskin raft crossing a river, deflated and shrunken after being lightly poked by the knife. The young man was once again overwhelmed by fear.

A woman whispered, "National Master, the three people from the Earthly Branch, Yuan Huajing, Song Xu, and Yu Yu, are here."

Chen Pingan said: "If you don't see Yu Yu, let her return the same way."

She stopped the girl who was from the Mafen Yu family and had a relatively high family seniority, and let the other two go, allowing them to walk into the backyard.

It was she who had previously chopped off Liu Wenjin's head with a sword and brought it to meet the young man.

Yu Yu wanted to say something but stopped himself. Song Xu, who was also the prince of Dali, signaled him with his eyes, "Don't be stubborn and go back quickly."

Chen Pingan said to the young man, "Han E, I can accept your stupidity, so I took the time to talk to you until now. But your heart is bad, rotten to the core. I won't be angry with you, with a dead person, it's not worth it. But I will regret letting you cross this threshold without giving me any surprises. Since you make me regret it, then I will, within the rules of Dali's established national policy and border military orders, make the powerful people of Qiu country suffer more and dig deeper into the rotten flesh and rotten bones."

Han E started shaking the sieve again. He was not pretending. The book only taught how to be an emperor or an official, not this.

The Yuanying realm swordsman who was a descendant of the Supreme Pillar State Yuan family and the Dali Prince Song Xu were all well behaved outside the door and respectfully addressed the emperor as the Imperial Master.

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Pick a chair and sit down to talk. I called you two here because I want you to go to Handan outside Qiu State to cooperate with Zhao Yao from the Ministry of Justice to keep an eye on some of our own people. Zhao Yao and Cao Gengxin are waiting in the left wing of the second courtyard. You guys can talk about the specific matters behind closed doors. Also, Song Xu, go and remind Yu Yu not to be too clever."

Song Xu and Yuan Huajing both moved chairs and sat down, nodding.

Yuan Huajing had previously spent some time at the Sword Worshiping Platform and benefited greatly from it, especially in the way of swordsmanship. He had met Lao Long'er and Xie Gou. The former felt that he was a promising talent who was diligent, and if he had better luck, he would have a chance to become an immortal in this lifetime, so he told Yuan Huajing more about his experience in sword-making.

The latter felt that this "Yuan Jucai" was an expert in addition and it was really difficult to communicate with him. However, the girl in the mink hat saw that he was not very talented and asked him a question.

"The breath is like a hanging thread, and the Dao is weakened day by day. Is that right?"

Yuan Huajing, who had made all the preparations beforehand, chose to go into seclusion at the Sword Worship Stage, but he failed to break through. After leaving the Sword Worship Stage, he still did not become a Jade-Plain Realm swordsman. Yuan Huajing knew his own sufferings, and it would have been better if he hadn't talked about it. After talking to them, he felt that his Nascent Soul Realm bottleneck was even bigger and higher.

Just because of Xie Gou's words, Yuan Huajing seemed to have understood something, his Taoism heart suddenly decreased, and his swordsmanship suddenly became empty.

So although he was a little disappointed that he failed to break through, Yuan Huajing was proud of himself in the dark. This feeling is not worth telling to outsiders.

Chen Pingan asked, "Isn't the young Queen Mother of Qiu really a Dali spy who is determined to die?"

Han E, who was standing aside like a child being punished, felt like he was struck by lightning. His mind was a mess and he collapsed on the spot, staggering. The boy reached out to hold the handle of the chair, with veins bulging on the back of his hand.

Yuan Huajing said: "It is so, and it doesn't matter if it isn't."

The implication is very simple. The national teacher may not be unfamiliar with the deployment of troops, but the inside stories and rules of death squads and spies may not be deeply understood and felt by the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Chen Ping'an didn't take it seriously.

Song Xu shook his head and said, "I can confirm with the Imperial Master that she is not a death warrior planted by Dali in the Qiu State."

Chen Pingan nodded, "That's easy.

After the additions from the Criminal and Military Departments, the second list had a total of 320 people.

In addition, there are more than 50 spies from other countries, but half of them have double or even triple identities. We just need to screen them again.

Chen Pingan glanced sideways.

Han E couldn't help himself and his face was full of tears.

If so? If not? Whatever the answer was, the young prince was heartbroken and felt the same despair.

The girl in the mink hat was fawning over the beautiful, yet cold-tempered lady in brocade clothes at the Chaoshou corridor, "Wow, sister, you are so pretty, and you can chop people with your sword beautifully."

The young woman smiled and said, "Thank you, please don't joke."

Xie Gou asked doubtfully: "Can you speak?"

The female warrior was also confused, "Why can't I speak?"

Xie Gou said, "In the corridor over there at the small court meeting earlier, there was an old gentleman wearing a python robe. He was very frugal with words."

The woman explained: "The rules of the inner court of the Heavenly Family are different from the rules of the Imperial Master's residence."

Xie Gou thought of something and asked quietly, "Sister, you are used to being an official. My mountain master said something strange. Can you help me annotate the commentaries? He said, 'A scholar should not touch the court or temple. If you do, everything will be ruined.' Why?"

The woman smiled and said, "It probably means that no matter how smart a scholar is, he is no smarter than a scholar who becomes an official, especially a high-ranking official. In this case, it is better to stay in the study and study honestly. You can also pass down your works and leave some traces. This is just my guess. How can I know the real thoughts of the national teacher?"

Xie Gou raised his thumb and started to pull out his sleeves, "You are also a well-read person! Sister Rongyu, I have written a travel journal, please take a look."

She waved her hand, "Fu Qing likes literature, Xie Cixi can show it to her, I'll just forget about it."

Xie Gou put away the booklet, shook his head and said, "Then forget it. I can read faces, and I don't get along with Sister Fu Qing."

Her waist was too thin, her hips were too fat, her breasts were too big, and the most important thing was that she was deliberately hiding them.

Although Rong Yu was curious, he did not ask the reason and just thought it was the mountain learning of a Taoist priest.

A clerk in his thirties came to the "door" holding a pile of files.

Rong Yu held down the scabbard and said calmly, "Stop. The Imperial Master is still discussing matters."

The handsome secretary stood outside the door without saying a word.

Xie Gou said in his heart: "Sister Rongyu, he wants to sleep with you."

Rong Yu looked indifferent, and whispered in a low voice, "He is seeking death."

Xie Gou smiled and said, "I'm not trying to sow discord. By the way, I want to ask you, how many years has he been here to 'walk' and gain experience?"

Rong Yu frowned suddenly, "There are still nineteen days left until the sixth year... He is really courting death!"

Xie Gou, wow, you are so smart.

Rong Yu directly said to Fu Qing, who was guarding the other side, "I will go to Room Yi first and ask everyone to stop writing immediately, leave their desks, and wait outside. You take the file from this person, go back to the room and immediately check it out, and then check the accumulated files from the past two years to see if you can find any traces of Room Yi's 'abuse of power' to deceive the national teacher, or to take the opportunity to skip some important matters and profit from it."

Fu Qing walked directly to the secretary who was in charge of Room B, took away all the files that needed to be submitted to the Imperial Master for comments and final judgment, returned to a room in the second courtyard, and began to review the files and documents on the spot without even closing the door.

Rongyu reached out and grabbed the shoulder of the handsome man with a bright future, and pulled him all the way to the door of Room B, asking him to stay there and not move. She entered the room, and soon the clerks came out in a line, confused, looking at each other, and stood in the corridor.

Rong Yu went to a secluded room in the front yard, and soon an old man with white hair and beard came and asked the Ministry of Justice to extract the secret records and copy them here. Of course, there would also be some movement in the two Ministry of Works offices in the secondary capital of Dali, which were compared with Room B.