Chapter 474: Pillar of State, Prince, this is the water rushing into the Dragon King Temple!

Jiang Rui's patience was completely exhausted, the last trace of restraint in his eyes swallowed by anger. Looking at Chen Yan's extremely annoying appearance, he sneered repeatedly, his tone cold enough to scrape frost: "Cao Kun, it seems you don't want to drink the toast and want to drink the forfeit!"

"Come on!"

Before the words fell, he raised his hand fiercely and waved, ordering the thugs on the left and right sharply: "Beat these bastards up, then catch them and interrogate them slowly!"

"Obey!" The thugs had long been unable to hold back, the sound wave of responding in unison making the courtyard echo.

Dozens of people rushed toward the stone table like hungry tigers, cold light flashing as knives and sticks were waved.

Yuwen Xiang, who had been sitting silently by the stone table watching the show, finally put down the teacup in his hand, looked up at the swarming thugs, his tone calm and waveless, yet every word was clear as a bell, penetrating the sound of weapons clashing: "Do you know what kind of crime it is to attempt to harm the Upper Pillar of State and the Prince of Ancheng?"

This remark was like an ice cone piercing boiling soup. The thugs rushing to the front stopped their steps suddenly, the ferocity on their faces stiffening instantly.

"Upper Pillar of State?"

"Prince of Ancheng?"

"Who?"

Old Jiang's face was full of disdain, his brows raised, muttering and repeating in a low voice.

As he spoke, he pointed straight at Chen Yan and Yuwen Ze, the corners of his mouth hooking into a mocking smile, his tone full of ridicule: "It wouldn't be them, right?"

Old You on the side heard it and sneered, his contempt undisguised, following the conversation to mock: "If these two bastards are the Upper Pillar of State and that Prince of Ancheng, I am the Grand Tutor of the Heavenly Office!"

Even the Upper Pillar of State and the Prince were brought out?

Why don't you go pee and see if you are worthy?

Hearing this, Yuwen Ze was stunned, the hand holding the teacup pausing in mid-air, a complex and indistinguishable look crossing his eyes, then he laughed out loud.

He put down the teacup, clapped his hands lightly, the applause exceptionally clear in the noisy courtyard, and praised: "Well said, very well said!"

Immediately, he swept his eyes across the crowd opposite him, the smile in his eyes completely vanishing, leaving only a cold, icy mockery.

Just these few sentences were enough to punish the crime of disrespect.

Even if the Heavenly King came, he couldn't save their backing...

After all, some words are not on the scale, not four taels heavy; if they are on the scale, then one thousand catties can't stop them!

Jiang Rui curled his lips, a cold sneer of disapproval on his face, the mockery in his tone undisguised: "The youngest Upper Pillar of State in all of Chang'an is only Lord Chen Yan!"

"But Lord Chen Yan doesn't look like you..."

He was too lazy to talk nonsense, the ferocity in his eyes reignited, and he waved his hand fiercely to order: "Do it!"

"Yes!" The thugs responded in unison, the previous doubts driven away by the master's order, waving knives and sticks again and rushing toward the stone table.

Chen Yan sat calmly on the stone stool, his expression still calm and waveless, as if the blade light and sword shadow in front of him had nothing to do with him. He raised his hand slowly and ordered indifferently: "Alright, this mansion only wants the living mouths of these three leaders..."

"Leave none of the rest!"

Seeing Chen Yan still wearing a look of indifference, Old You only thought he was pretending to be calm to support the scene, and immediately sneered, sarcastically: "It's already at the end of the line, and you are still pretending to be tough!"

He puffed out his chest fiercely, declaring loudly, his tone full of arrogant certainty: "The entire Cao Residence has been surrounded in three layers inside and three layers outside. Today, you are unable to escape even with wings!"

In a flash, a thug roared and rushed to the stone table.

He raised the wooden stick in his hand high, smashing it fiercely toward the sitting Yuwen Ze, shouting: "Eat my stick first!"

At the critical moment, Lu Cangfeng's figure was like electricity, the long knife in his hand "swished" out of its sheath, cold light flashing.

Only hearing a crisp "crack," the wooden stick was cut in half by a knife.

Before the thug could react, the blade had already cut his throat.

The thug's eyes widened, full of disbelief, falling straight to the ground, fresh blood instantly staining the blue bricks under the stone table.

Zhu Yi and Hongye followed closely, the crisp sound of long swords leaving their sheaths connecting into a piece, the two figures like two flashes of lightning killing into the group of thugs.

Lu Cangfeng also flew in, the cold light of three long swords intertwined, unstoppable like wolves entering a flock of sheep.

And Yuwen Xiang's guard, Xu Yixuan, still stood in place, guarding the three people by the stone table.

The muffled sound of weapons piercing skin and the crisp sound of bones breaking intertwined with the thugs' screams.

The wailing of "Ah ah ah ah ah—" rose one after another.

The three people struck fast, accurately, and ruthlessly, every move fatal, harvesting lives like cutting melons and vegetables.

The thugs who rushed into the courtyard didn't even have room to resist, falling one after another with screams, fresh blood spreading over the blue bricks, corpses piled up layer by layer.

After a moment, the previously arrogant thugs were completely wiped out, leaving only a heavy bloody smell and deathly silence in the courtyard.

Zhu Yi, Hongye, and Lu Cangfeng put their swords and knives back into their sheaths, their movements clean and crisp, turning back to stand in their original positions by the stone table.

Their expressions were as calm as if the slaughter just now had never happened.

Jiang Rui stared fixedly at the corpses all over the ground and the flowing blood, his pupils shrinking, his whole person struck by lightning, exclaiming in shock: "This... how is this possible?!"

He turned his head fiercely to look at Chen Yan who was still sitting, his voice trembling from extreme terror, gripping his fists and asking: "Cao Kun, who exactly are you?!"

"How can your subordinates have such experts?!"

Who could have thought that their side, which was originally numerous and powerful, would only have the three of them left with combat power and still able to breathe in the blink of an eye...

Old You and Old Jiang had also long lost their previous arrogance, their complexions pale as paper, their legs trembling uncontrollably, looking at Zhu Yi and the others with full fear, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Just then, a "swish swish swish!" sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from outside the residence, dense as a sudden rain.

Jiang Rui's whole body stiffened, the terror on his face not yet faded, adding a hint of confusion, muttering in shock: "What is this sound...?!"

Before the words fell, screams rose one after another outside the residence: "Ah ah ah ah ah—"

The shrill wailing penetrated the courtyard wall, mixed with the sound of weapons falling and limbs falling, becoming more and more intense, making people's hearts numb.

Jiang Rui trembled like a sieve, the blood on his face faded, his eyes widened staring outside the courtyard gate, his lips trembling, his voice broken: "This... this... this...?"

Obviously, he heard what that sound was...

The manpower deployed outside had also been wiped out just like in the courtyard...

Old You and Old Jiang felt a chill all over, looking at each other, their mouths opening and closing.

Something seemed to be blocked in their throats, not even half a word could be squeezed out, their eyes filled only with fear deep into the bone marrow.

The next moment, the courtyard gate was pushed open with a "creak," and Yin Shizhi, dressed in dark embroidered clothes, led several embroidered envoys to walk in with big strides.

Several people didn't look sideways, walked straight to the stone table, bowed respectfully to the Duke of Wei, and reported deeply: "My Lord, all the rebels outside have been cleared!"

"None left alive!"

Chen Yan nodded slightly, praising indifferently: "Well done!"

Immediately raised his hand and waved, ordering: "Retreat!"

"Obey!" Yin Shizhi cupped his hands to receive the order and retreated decisively to the sides behind Chen Yan to wait for orders.

Jiang Rui's gaze stuck fixedly on the dark embroidered clothes of Yin Shizhi and the others. The silver patterns embroidered on the fabric were like life-taking talismans, making him instantly recognize the other party's identity.

A chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, only feeling his scalp numb and his whole body stiff. He looked up at Chen Yan trembling, his voice trembling out of tune: "You... who exactly are you sacred people?!"

"Actually able to mobilize embroidered envoys?!"

What kind of existence the Mingjing Si was, no one mixing in Chang'an didn't know...

But Jiang Rui had never heard of any big figure surnamed Cao in the court!

And able to command embroidered envoys, making the Mirror Keeper so respectful...

This was something even the big figure behind him couldn't do at all!

Chen Yan's mouth hooked into a smile that was not a smile, playing: "Didn't you just mention my name just now?"

As soon as the words fell, he exchanged a look with Yuwen Ze and Yuwen Xiang, then burst into laughter: "Hahahaha!"

After laughing, Chen Yan raised his hand and wiped his face lightly, the previous disguise of an ordinary merchant fading away, revealing a handsome, upright true face with inherent awe-inspiring nobility.

Jiang Rui saw that face clearly, his pupils shrinking into needle points, his whole person struck by five thunders, full of shock and terror, his legs uncontrollably softening and trembling, his voice trembling out of tune: "Chen... Chen... Lord Chen Yan?!"

Everything was explained.

Why he could mobilize embroidered envoys, why he could be fearless, why he had top experts guarding him, why the land deeds were fake but the official seals were real...

Because the person was the Upper Pillar of State, Kaifu Yitong Sansi, the former Mingjing Si Supervisor, the Duke of Wei himself!

Old You sucked in a cold breath on the side, exclaiming in shock: "You are actually Lord Chen Yan?!"

Old Jiang's hair stood on end, cold sweat flowing down his temples, staring fixedly at the face famous in Chang'an, his lips trembling, unable to believe: "Is... is it Lord Chen Yan?!"

"It is exactly this mansion!"

Chen Yan smiled, picked up the teacup and took a shallow sip. Only after the tea soup entered his throat did he put down the cup slowly, raised his brows and asked: "Steward Jiang, why don't you teach this mansion how the word 'death' should be written?"

"By the way, tell me what kind of existence your Detai Money Shop is in Chang'an?"

Jiang Rui was scared out of his wits, waving his hands repeatedly, his voice trembling like leaves in the autumn wind: "No... dare not!"

Who could have thought that the boomerang would come so fast?

His face was stung with pain.

Old Jiang collapsed on the ground, his brain buzzing. Suddenly realizing something, his stiff gaze moved slowly to Yuwen Ze, his pupils shrinking, muttering in shock: "He is Lord Chen Yan, then the one next to him must be...?!"

Because he remembered someone mentioning the Upper Pillar of State and the Prince of Ancheng just now...

Yuwen Ze raised his hand to wipe away the disguise on his face, revealing a handsome, refined face that carried an inherent air of nobility. With a smile on the corners of his lips, he said loudly: "It is precisely this King!"

The three people who were barely supporting themselves now couldn't hold on to the last bit of strength, "thud" falling to their knees together, their knees hitting the blue bricks with a dull sound.

Jiang Rui lay on the ground, trembling like a sieve, his voice carrying a crying tone and pleading: "Pillar of State, Prince, spare my life!"

Even if he was beaten to death, he wouldn't have thought it was such a big figure...

Jiang Rui inexplicably had a feeling of being set up by capital!

Damn matching mechanism!

Really treating it like a Japanese drama!

"Don't!"

Yuwen Ze had a smile that was not a smile at the corners of his mouth, his tone full of mockery, and he said leisurely: "This Prince still likes the unruly and arrogant appearance you had just now. Why not restore it?"

Jiang Rui stiffened, shivering with a bone-chilling cold, as if remembering something, he raised his face covered in cold sweat fiercely, kneeling on the ground and shouting desperately: "Pillar of State, Prince, this is the water rushing into the Dragon King Temple!"

"We are the people of Prince Qiao, we are all one family!"

Old You and Old Jiang also hurriedly echoed, nodding repeatedly: "Yes, for the sake of the Prince, can you please raise your hand high and let us go?"

Chen Yan smiled indifferently, his fingertips caressing the warm cup wall, slowly picking up the teacup to blow away the heat floating on the surface, his tone calm without ripples: "Before you stepped into this door, this mansion had already sent someone to notify Yuwen Ang to come over!"

"Presumably at this moment, he is already on the way..." ===== CHAPTER 475 =====