The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

"Tsk tsk, Gao Suqing is also a generation of heavenly officials, how could it be so miserable?"

"Cut! Offending Mr. Yan Ge, can there be good results?"

"It seems that Yan Ge's old power should not be underestimated."

"Even if the prince is proud for a while, it's still 100 years too early to challenge Mr. Yan Ge."

"Who said that? Who dares to make trouble?"

A loud shout came from the street.

The prince was so aggressive that he rode a tall horse and brought a large group of people to kill him.

Beside him, there was a eunuch with a dead face, gloomy as if the world owed him 100 million.

The eunuch was hiding something at first glance, and his strength was extraordinary, but his eyes were very dark, staring at Yan Song.

While watching Gao Gong being beaten in relief, Yang Bo said in a low voice, "This eunuch is the newest eunuch of the East Palace in the Prince's Mansion—Feng Bao!"

"New one? Feng Bao?" Yan Song frowned: "Is this man the owner of the West Factory that the prince wants to build?"

"That's right!"

"No wonder I didn't remember Feng Bao's name before, it turned out to be a new one." Yan Song stared at Feng Bao's face non-stop.

He always felt that Feng Bao didn't have the flattering air of an eunuch, but rather a hidden mastery like Yuan Tingyue!

That's right.

This Feng Bao should have peerless martial arts, just like Yan Song.

Gai Nie was in the dark, and he also sent a voice transmission to Yan Song: "Mr. Yan Ge, I can feel the powerful internal strength from Feng Bao. This man's martial arts are not inferior to mine!"

Yan Song's heart trembled.

Gai Nie is his number one master.

This Feng Bao is actually not inferior to Gai Nie?

Then how high is his martial arts?

The prince came galloping, broke into the crowd, and saw that his confidant general, the heavenly official Gao Gong, had already been beaten into a pig's head by the angry crowd, rolling on the ground.

The prince is so angry.

He roared angrily: "Who dares to make a mistake on Liubu Street? Come on, the Gu Wang of Xichang will arrest all these troublemakers! Take them back and interrogate them severely!"

Feng Baoyin nodded in agreement and waved his hand.

His men suddenly rushed out of a team.

Everyone in this team has gloomy faces, wearing black and white soap suits, like a group of hanging ghosts, indescribably weird and gloomy...

It's just that the words "Xichang" were embroidered on the sleeves of their clothes, indicating their identities—these scary-looking people were all from Xichang!

Before, everyone only heard that Xichang was about to be established, but they had never seen Xichang fanzi!Unexpectedly, for the first time to make a public appearance, he would kill and publicly arrest officials on these six streets!

It's extremely arrogant!

Yang Bo was furious, stepped forward, waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute! We are here to fight against injustice, why do you arrest people?"

Then Feng Baoyin said with a smile: "This one, it should be Yang Bo Yang Ge old?"

Yang Bo proudly said: "Exactly!"

Feng Baopi smiled and said: "Okay! Take it away!"

Yang Bo was petrified.

I go?

He is a dignified cabinet veteran and the leader of the Jin Party!

It can be said that he is the world's most powerful TOP5!

Except for Jiajing, Yan Song, Prince Edward, and Lu Bing, who he can't provoke, he can walk sideways in the whole world!

However, in front of these extremely arrogant and domineering Xichang fans, as a cabinet veteran, he couldn't resist at all!

This is simply a bunker day.

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd.

"I'm going? The West Factory is so hanging?"

"Elder Lian Ge, if you say you will be arrested, you will be arrested?"

"I've indeed heard in 0.8 that the emperor gave Xichang unlimited detective powers. But it's also..."

"That's not okay! Could it be that Liu Jin and the Eight Tigers came back in the Xianzong era? You know, when Liu Jin was the most arrogant, he didn't dare to catch the elders in the street!"

Officials, although divided into various parties, have one thing in common.

That is, they are all readers.

Scholars naturally hate factory guard spies.

Because the unlimited privileges of factory security agents directly damage the fundamental interests of scholars - bureaucratic order.