Compared to Mrs. Yang's crazy appearance, Censor Yang was a person who was used to being an official, so he could still remain calm. He entered the study and sat behind the desk. Although he was extremely upset, he still tried to invite several of his staff to sit down as kindly as possible, and then said: "The disaster is coming. It was not like you are involved in it, but it is well known that you have eaten this bowl of rice with me. If something happened to me, I thought you would not have any good endings to be treated well, so I would also like to ask you to help me. Now I am at the end of my journey and don't know how to choose?"

His words were quick and urgent, but every word was straight enough to make people hear it clearly. Several gentlemen changed color for a while, no one spoke, and the needles fell quietly in the room to hear it.

After a long time, the stagnant atmosphere in the room was broken by a sigh. Mr. Wen, who followed Yang Jingshi's longest for the longest, spoke first: "This time, the young master was obviously plotted against. People have long suspected the young master and us. This is for us, just for this seal." He said, shook his head: "We are in the light and the others are in the dark, so we cannot be guarded against. This time, we can't blame the young master. It's not today, and something will happen sooner or later."

This made the expression on Yang Jingshi's face look a little better, and it also came to his heart.

He also felt that there was nothing so coincidental in this world. I guess Chu Tingchuan and Wei Minzhai had already suspected him, so he deliberately set up a trap for Yang Yu's ice diamond.

Even if it is not today, it will be the next day, in short, it will be the same.

He sneered: "I am a fisherman, what are you good advice now?"

Can't we all die together?

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say. They were indeed eating Yang's food, but they didn't want to lose their lives in a daze.

No one speaks.

The face of the Censor Yang's face became increasingly ugly. When he finally couldn't help getting angry, Mr. Wen spoke first: "Everyone, we have worked together for a long time. I know what you are concerned about. But what the master said is that we ate the Yang family's meal one day. In the eyes of outsiders, we are from the Yang family one day. I'm afraid it's too late to leave it alone. If that's the case, if the organizing committee has any plan, it's better to say it first. It's not that the adults can escape this time. That's also a blessing for all of us. Do you think so?"

Still no one spoke. Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and they all saw their own difficulties.

Yes, what can they do? Now that the seal has been in the hands of others, Yang Yubing’s murder was also seen by everyone in Jinyufang. What other ways can they do?

The right time, place, people and people are not here.

After all, there is still a way to do it now, and everyone knows it?

If you really want to escape from sin, you can only do things in absolute way.

But what is the difference between that and blatant rebellion?

Although Mr. Wen had already made such a clear hint, no one spoke.

Jingshi Yang threw a cup in anger.

Fragments splashed everywhere, and the silent room was suddenly tense by the crisp sound, and the staff stood up one after another.

Mr. Wen sighed, knowing that these people would not speak anymore. After thinking about it, he finally took the lead and said, "Sir, now we are at a loss, so we can only fight with the consequences."

Fighting against the water...

Censor Yang was waiting for this sentence, and he said coldly: "The seal has fallen into their hands. As long as Xu Er admits, I will die. But if Xu Er dies..."

If Xu Er dies, then there is no evidence of death. Even if this seal was once owned by the Xu family, he will have a way to get over it.

Mr. Wen nodded, touched his beard and said, "Sir, if you want to break it, you will break it!"

Censor Yang pointed at the table: "It's a pity that it's easy to say. Xu Er is in Wei Minzhai's hands. That man is vicious and cautious. I did things before but never replied. Now I have to deal with him, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult."

"It is inevitable that there will be difficulties. After all, he is a well-known Shura Knife Executioner, but there is no way..." Mr. Wen's eyes were cold: "Sir, you forgot that you still have a trump card in your hand."

There is also a trump card.

Yushi Yang coughed and immediately understood what Mr. Wen meant.

He is the censor of the city patrol. As long as the news here cannot be spread, what he says will be the most trusted by the above.

Kill Wei Minzhai...

Although it sounds a bit fantastic, he can't do it.

He also has the power that was previously given to him by Young Master Xu Er, which belonged to the Qin family. Although he thought it was a hot potato before, at this time, it may be a life-saving medicine.

It’s better to fight hard than to die. What’s the future depends on God.

He raised his eyebrows and ordered without hesitation: "You go and do it. I don't care what method I use. I want Wei Minzhai to die. Of course, if you accidentally hurt others, it's impossible."

It’s true that the prince is the king.

But when people are forced to a certain level, how can they care about the king, the king, the ministers?

Mr. Wen breathed a sigh of relief, took a deeper breath, and the force should be.

Censor Yang gave him his seal and gave him all the people around him.

When she returned to the backyard, Mrs. Yang had already tossed and sold all the people who should sell it. When she saw him coming back, she couldn't help crying: "Master, have I done the wrong thing again? I always did the wrong thing."

When she was in the capital, Old Lady Yang looked down on her and thought she was a person who was confused and often complained and punished her. So Jingshi Yang brought her with him wherever he went to take office. The couple had a very good relationship.

But Mrs. Yang herself also knows that she often does wrong things.

The eyes of the Censor Yang softened and he touched her head: "It's okay, it's okay."

Mrs. Yang sobbed: "I shouldn't have given the seal to A Bing, nor should I let A Bing's temper become like this. It's all my fault."

"It's okay." Yang Jingshi was exhausted and said, "If you survived this level, things will have room for improvement. If you can't survive this level, it doesn't matter. In short, our family will still be together, whether in hell or on the ground."

Mrs. Yang stared at him in shock, her eyes widened, and her face looked a little frightened.
Chapter completed!