However, Lao Xin didn't pay any attention to the looks in their eyes and said to himself, "Lao Xin also saw such a young talent back then, who was trapped in obsession and could not get out of it for the rest of his life!"

"..."

Hearing this, Liu Wangshu couldn't sit still anymore!

"No! We can't let Brother Yang go on like this!"

Liu Wangshu stood up suddenly.

"What are you going to do?!"

Ji Yaohua doesn’t understand what Liu Wangshu wants to do!?

"Since Brother Yang can't wake up! Then wake him up!"

Liu Wangshu picked up Fuyao and walked toward Yang Qingyuan's study aggressively.

"Bang!" Liu Wangshu's little white boots kicked open Yang Qingyuan's door!

But Yang Qingyuan was already sitting on the chair, sleeping with his eyes closed and snoring continuously.

"Zheng!" Fuyao took out his sheath and Liu Wangshu stabbed Yang Qingyuan directly with his sword.

Yang Qingyuan, who was originally obsessed, could not fall asleep again. The warrior's instinctive reaction woke him up from his sleep!

As soon as his eyes opened, a sword light struck!

Yang Qingyuan subconsciously flicked his fingers and let out a soft cry. Yang Qingyuan's figure flew out of the window unconsciously, and this sword light as cold as the moonlight followed closely.

The light of the sword is like the moon, illuminating the darkness.

Ji Yaohua, who was chasing from the other side, was about to stop Liu Wangshu when Lao Xin shouted to stop.

"Master Ji! It's better not to interfere! If Liu Yatou can wake you up, it may not be a bad thing!"

Liu Wangshu was originally the best in the Yuanhua Realm in the world, and it was difficult for Yang Qingyuan to win without using all his strength, but how could Yang Qingyuan, who was so confused now, be Liu Wangshu's opponent?!

Yang Qingyuan was chased by Liu Wangshu's sword light and fled in embarrassment.

Fortunately, his Qing Gong skills were not weakened too much due to his decadent thoughts, but he was still in danger under Liu Wangshu's sword.

As the battle progressed, everyone in Dali Temple also came out one after another, but when they saw Liu Wangshu and Yang Qingyuan taking action, they were all a little confused and didn't know what was going on!

Li Mochou watched Yang Qingyuan dodge with great interest, the corner of her mouth raised slightly.

Yang Qingyuan's image has always been that of a wise man who looks at the situation with a smile. It is rare to see him looking so embarrassed.

For Li Mochou, justice and the rule of law are not important. The reason why she is in Dali Temple is partly out of her own control and partly because of Yang Qingyuan's promise.

But Ye Jianhan could see that Yang Qingyuan was not in the best condition at this moment.

His heart was confused.

Yang Qingyuan was confused and pulled out the green sword!

"Zheng!"

Fuyao's green phoenix intersects and creates a burst of sparks.

Although Yang Qingyuan's swordsmanship at this moment is still the Ten Thousand Swords Sword Flower, which seems to be exquisite, in Liu Wangshu's eyes it is full of flaws.

After three moves, the green sword was sent flying by Fuyao, using the green snake in the sleeve created by Yang Qingyuan.

"The Brother Yang I know was a capable minister who rescued the people in Jizhou during the disaster relief. He was a high-spirited swordsman who fought swords under the moon. He was a just blue sky who prayed for the people in the capital!"

The swinging sword in Liu Wangshu's hand became more and more powerful.

"My Brother Yang is not a decadent and self-abandoned person! You are not my Brother Yang! Give my Brother Yang... back to me!!"

Liu Wangshu even cried out the last sentence.

The light of the sword is like the moon, the four movements of Wangshu, the bright cold light shines clear, the four movements are connected in a row!

Yang Qingyuan also became energetic after hearing Liu Wangshu's words!

Yes! What’s the use of being so decadent in the world?!

If you keep giving up on yourself, wouldn’t you become someone like Tao Qian?!

Innate body-breaking invisible sword energy! Ten swings and ten battles!

Yang Qingyuan changed his previous decline, and the invisible sword energy at his fingertips exploded with all his strength! He actually used this move to forcefully take over the Four Wangshu Techniques.

Seeing the excited Yang Qingyuan, Liu Wangshu felt relieved and his figure landed gracefully in the courtyard!

Yang Qingyuan also fell like this.

"I've worried you all these past few days!"

Seeing Yang Qingyuan like this, everyone felt relieved.

Lao Xin on the side also nodded slightly, and the crisis was temporarily resolved.

"Miss Yao, how is Zhou Mingsheng doing now?!"

The first thing Yang Qingyuan asked about was Zhou Mingsheng's situation.

"Zhou Mingsheng was escorted out of Beijing by officials from the Ministry of Punishment two days ago and went to Lingnan!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There must be a way to make up for Yang Qingyuan's silence! But now there are insufficient witnesses and physical evidence, and the attitude of Emperor Zhou, the only one who heard Zhou Mingsheng's confession with his own ears, is unclear.

Liu Wangshu couldn't help but speak when he saw Yang Qingyuan fell silent again.

"Brother Yang, could it be that he only remembers the black gauze on his head and forgets about the sword in his hand?"

Yang Qingyuan was stunned.

That's right! Yang Qingyuan has been struggling with how to use Dazhou's legal procedures to punish Zhou Mingsheng, but he forgot that there is a sword in his hand.

The evil law is illegal. Since it is difficult for the "Da Zhou Law" to punish Zhou Mingsheng, then let me do it!

When there is injustice in the world, ask me about the sword in my hand!

Yang Qingyuan is not only a young minister of Dali Temple, but also a swordsman!

Since ancient times, people have had three dreams - the dream of a holy king, the dream of an upright official, and the dream of a knight.

If the emperor is benevolent, his ministers will be loyal, and his actions will be effective. The emperor will be kind and wise, the officials will be upright and honest, and the people will live and work in peace and contentment, and the result will be peace in the world. If you cannot count on these two, you can only place your hope on the knights, who will draw their swords to help and speak out for justice.

Now that the emperor does not correct the situation and the officials find it difficult to observe, we can only achieve justice with the sword in the palm of our hand.

Yang Qingyuan no longer cares about whether it complies with the law or not!

Even if the law needs to be revised and order reestablished, that will be a matter of the future.

Now Yang Qingyuan just wants to be selfish for once,

If you don’t kill Zhou Mingsheng, your mind will not be free!

Yang Qingyuan slowly walked into the main hall of Dali Temple.

After sleeping for three consecutive days, Yang Qingyuan didn't even take off his court clothes, and there was also some stubble on his face.

Yang Qingyuan slowly took off the black gauze hat on his head and placed it on the table in the court hall of Dali Temple. Then he took off the gold belt around his waist. Looking at the black gauze and belt, Yang Qingyuan did not move for a long time.

After burning the incense, Yang Qingyuan said slowly, "I am going to seek justice for the hundreds of wronged souls in Wannian County, for Li Shou, Grandma Li, and for Yaya and the brothers who died in the line of duty in Dali Temple!"

Song Hui's father was the first to speak, "Your Excellency, you have thought clearly!"

As the Young Minister of Dali Temple, Yang Qingyuan was in charge of the Dali Temple. He represented the highest judicial authority in the Zhou Dynasty. If anyone knew that he personally killed a prisoner who was not sentenced to death, then the political opponents in the DPRK would definitely not

Let this opportunity pass!

"Mr. Song, of course Qingyuan knows what this means! But if some things are not done, Qingyuan will not be able to feel at ease in his life! Please sir, let me be selfish this time!"

Yang Qingyuan is not a saint who sacrifices himself for others. He also has his own selfish motives. He can sense that if he does not understand this idea, his life will be hopeless.

Song Hui's father looked at the extremely determined Yang Qingyuan and sighed.

Once upon a time, he was just a small magistrate of Changting County with a lot of officials on his head. Sometimes it would take a long time to decide a case and rectify the national law.

Since ancient times, no matter how clear and clear the dynasty is politically, it cannot escape these eight words.

Relatives hide each other, and officials protect each other.

After entering Dali Temple, Song Hui's father investigated and handled major cases and no longer had to consider the pressure from superior officials.

All pressure from other bureaucrats and dignitaries was resisted by Yang Qingyuan.

Song Hui's father knew better than everyone present what kind of pressure the young man in front of him, who had not yet reached his thirties, was under pressure!?

Song Hui's father stood in front of Yang Qingyuan, bowed deeply and said, "Sir, take care of me!"

"If I leave, my official position may not be guaranteed! I also ask Mr. Song not to let Xiao Xiao pollute Dali Temple, a place of law!"

Yang Qingyuan also bowed deeply to Song Huifu.

Then he took off his official robe and put on the black uniform of Dali Temple field service.

When Yang Qingyuan walked out of the main hall, many people had already gathered outside Dali Temple.

Most of the police officers and scribes were put on leave by Yang Qingyuan, and those who are still in Dali Temple are the backbone and elites of Dali Temple.

"Brother Yang! I'll go with you!" This is Liu Wangshu.
To be continued...