In the eyes of those with a heart, twelve hours are so long.

They can't wait to fast forward to twelve hours later, when the news of Ye Ning's death comes, they will definitely start a carnival.

You can imagine it.

Once he died, it would be a sensational event in the capital.

There should be many scholars crying bitterly, right?

The common people should also collapse, right?

very good.

Either crying or breaking down, these things are all they want to see.

They just want the world to see with their own eyes, and don't know the fate of praise.

Da Zhou is doomed to perish.

Ye Ning wants to fight the sky, but it's just a dream!

Soon.

This moment is about to come.

Then just wait.

But their waiting is worthless to Ye Ning.

He went to the Supervisory Yuan again to work as a hitman.

That familiar feeling is back again.

In his previous life, he enjoyed 996 blessings, but in this life he has also become a hitter.

It's just that he doesn't understand, clearly that he is the boss of the Supervision Institute, why is he bothering so much?

"Bad the broken mirror!"

Ye Ning gritted his teeth.

Originally, Wenxin Mirror could work alone.

Put it in the Supervisory Yuan, when needed, it can naturally torture people's hearts.

But this mirror has to rely on Ye Ning.

It has been thousands of years since it left the previous generation of supervisors. The hunger and thirst are out of place. Ye Ning's awe-inspiring righteousness has a huge attraction to it.

It will not leave until it has sucked enough.

Speaking of this, Ye Ning does not object.

If you can suck up Haoran righteousness for me, I thank you eight generations of ancestors.

But the problem is that this broken mirror sucks a lot, and Haoran also returns to a lot of righteousness.

God knows what evil Ye Ning is hit by, the awe-inspiring righteousness wandering between heaven and earth, rushing into his body like a madness.

27 He feels that he is getting stronger and stronger.

Strong even made him feel uneasy.

Could it be that I am invincible in this world, I haven't died yet, am I?

A terrible thought came to him.

Then he quickly shook his head.

This is impossible!

He came to the Supervisory Yuan.

Like a numb tool man, he called out the Mirror of the Heart.

Cai Xianggao told him that this was the last time.

The Supervision Yuan is almost ready for recruitment.

In a short period of time, the capital will no longer be recruiting.

If we recruit again in the future, the Supervisory Yuan will definitely expand its branches, but that is far away.

Everyone knows well that without the guardian of the capital, the rejuvenation work of the Supervisory Yuan would never have progressed so smoothly.

"Brother Ye, these last batch of people are gifts from us!"

Cai Xianggao smiled mysteriously.

"gift?"

Ye Ning was a little uneasy.

He has gradually discovered that although Cai Xianggao has no strength, he always makes up his mind and always thinks of some silly ideas.

Sure enough, Cai Xianggao smiled and said.

"The recruits this time were not enrolled by ourselves, but we were recruited."

"Call?"

"Yes, we discussed it a few days ago and figured out one thing clearly."

"what's up?

"All the people who were exiled to the Supervisory House were imperial court humerus, or integrity, or ability. The so-called dragon does not live with snakes, and honest people will not make friends with evil villains."

"so what?

"So, in the name of the Supervisory Council, we issued a call-up order to various places, summoning the loyal and righteous people who are living in various places that we know, and granting them official positions."

"Why don't I know about this?"

"We want to surprise the adults!"

Cai Xianggao rubbed his hands, looking like he was waiting for praise.

Ye Ning: "

surprise?

Explain to me, what is a fucking surprise?

I really thank you!

There is no doubt that the sense of security is increased by one again.

Ye Ning had a dark face, and stepped forward to look at the last group of people.

From this look, the difference was really seen.

The last group of people recruited have a very special temperament on their bodies.

how to say.

These people have different appearances, old and young, and most of them look downcast.

Some are poor scholars, some are unkempt, some even just came out of prison and are still wearing prison clothes

But each of them has light in their eyes.

This kind of light is different from the pure admiration of the Supervisory Institute, and it is different from those who want to join with a passion.

This is the light that can still persist in dreams after going through wind and rain.

They have had enough suffering, and maybe they were desperate, but now a piece of order from the Supervisory Office has ignited their blood again.

Ye Ning is familiar with this look.

Wasn't that what Wei Wentong and the others were like back then?

And the look in their eyes looking at Ye Ning also showed a frenzy.

In their view, Ye Ning is the only possibility to realize their dreams.

This kind of hot eyes is the last thing Ye Ning wants to see.

Because he is afraid to let down the people who are so passionate about him.

"Go ahead."

Ye Ning waved his hand and asked the heart mirror to fly out.

All face it calmly.

After a while, Wen Xinjing came back.

None of those present were eliminated.

"Congratulations, sir, Hexi, with these people joining, the various departments of the Supervision Institute will be neat!"

Cai Xianggao said with cupped hands.

"From today onwards, the Supervisory Yuan can be regarded as an abundance of talents!"

The last group of people who came will be the backbone of the Supervisory Yuan.

They have gone through the test of character and have rich ruling experience, which is very valuable.

Those who came before obviously still need to be tempered.

Today, there are more than 3,000 people in the headquarters of the Beijing Supervision Institute.

The huge supervisory house is finally a scene of people coming and going.

It is no longer the shabby picture of three or two big cats and kittens that was empty before.

However, the backbones who came from afar did not directly put into work.

They have one day to adapt, settle in their homes, and are familiar with the rules and regulations of the Supervision Institute.

Zhang Chengzong has changed into the black official uniform of the Supervision Institute. He walked in the courtyard paved with bluestone slabs, breathing not fresh air, but his heart was unprecedentedly happy.

Although it was the first time here, he felt like he was home.

The people here, the work here, and the environment here make him feel right.

This is what I dream of.

If darkness obscures the capital, then the sky of the Supervisory Yuan will certainly be full of light.

By his side, one on the left and the other on the right, followed two people.

These are two of his new friends and colleagues who are about to work together.

The man on the left looked a little old, with his gray hair reaching his waist, very messy, and he didn't know how long he hadn't taken care of it.

There are clear marks on his wrists, ankles, and neck, which are traces of shackles.

He used to be a prisoner.

"I have been in jail for eleven years. I thought I would spend the rest of my life like this. I didn't realize that there would be a day to see the light again. I also saw the Supervision Institute reappear all of this. It was really like a dream. ."

He murmured.

"This is all suffering. The past sufferings of Brother Bai have passed, and we still have to look forward in the future."

Zhang Chengzong smiled and comforted.

This person was named Bai Hengdao, and he looked old, but in fact he was only ten years older than Zhang Chengzong.

It's just that too long a life in prison, wasting too much of his mind, making him look extremely old.

The experience of this person is similar to that of Zhang Chengzong, all because of the justice of the law, offending the local family, and then being framed and thrown into jail for a crime.

"Look at this monument.

At this moment, the man walking on the right said.

He has a weathered face, only one left arm, and his right hand is empty with his sleeves hanging down.

He is disabled, but his waist is still as straight as a javelin. He seldom speaks or moves along the way, but at the moment he stops, looking at a stone monument in front of him like a treasure.

The stele is obviously new.

There are a few lines written on it.

"You pay and erlu, the people are anointed by the people.

"The people are easy to abuse, but the heaven is hard to bully!"

Bai Hengdao and Zhang Chengzong looked at them, but they were also stunned.

A wave of shocks like the overwhelming waves, madly poured into their hearts, making every cell in their bodies jumping for joy and madness.

"You pay and erlu, the people are anointed by the people.

"The people are easy to abuse, but the heaven is hard to bully!

They mumbled involuntarily.

The more you read, the moist the eye sockets.

A gloom that has been accumulated in my heart for a long time seems to be vented with tears.

Because they have experienced enough.

When they are used to seeing corrupt officials and poor people, combined with their own suffering, when they see these two lines, the shock is hard for others to experience.

In just two lines, they have written all their persistence over the years.

"As an official, we should use these two lines as a precept, and remember that the people are easy to abuse, and God is hard to deceive!"

Bai Hengdao muttered.

"Who wrote this?"

Zhang Chengzong took a deep breath and asked.

"It was written by Master Jianzheng."

The one-armed man pointed to a line of small characters in the lower right corner of the stele.

"Let's take a look, what is written here is very clear. This is the first time the Supervisor Zheng came to the Supervision Institute. He saw the smog and corpses everywhere. These sixteen words evoked the resonance of Taizu's remnant thoughts. Fighting spirit."

Obviously, Ye Ning will not set up a monument by himself.

This is Cai Xianggao's masterpiece.

He believes that Ye Ning's deeds need to be publicized.

At least the people in the Supervisory Council should know and be proud of it.

"There is still a monument here."

Zhang Chengzong made another discovery.

"It's a poem, "Selling Tan Weng" written by Master Jian Zheng."

"There is still a poem here, but it's only half of the time. There will be long winds and waves, and there will be times when you hang the clouds and sail to the sea? Look at this inscription, does Master Jianzheng still have a nickname for Ye Banshou?"

"There are also quotations from Master Jianzheng here."

It was as if Grandma Liu 720 entered the Grand View Garden.

It was an eye-opener.

These quotations and poems, either spoken or written by Master Jianzheng, can be passed down through the ages and can attract people to think.

It is very difficult for ordinary people to say a single sentence in a lifetime.

But what about Ye Ning?

Like Chinese cabbage, so many were brought out all at once.

"People in the capital say that the prison is the reincarnation of ancient sages, and I am a little believer now."

"Even if it is not the reincarnation of a sage, the talent and character of Jianzheng is the first person in the contemporary era."

"It's a pity that Confucianism and Taoism are cut off. If not, Jianzheng will definitely become a great Confucian at this moment. Even if he becomes a semi-sage, a sub-sage, or even Sage in the future, I won't be surprised."

Let's just say that, after reading these steles.

Ye Ning's already tall image in their eyes suddenly increased countless times.

If there is an attribute board, you can definitely see that Ye Ning's personal adoration here has been full.

"Being able to join the Supervisory Yuan may be the greatest luck of my life!"

"If someone can save Da Zhou, I think only Master Jianzheng!'

"I am willing to die for the supervision!"

More and more people saw the stele.

Then one by one became Ye Ning's fans.

The look they looked at Ye Ning made Ye Ning feel uncomfortable.

He felt that he shouldn't walk around in the world.

It should be enshrined in a temple.

Ye Ning couldn't stand it.

He slipped away.

Anyway, I'm already busy with my own business, so it's better to go back.

Speaking of it, there seems to be a demon at home.

It was very rare, he finally remembered that there was still such a thing.

Ye Ning and the little dumb went into the yard.

But I don't know, there are many pairs of eyes staring in the dark.

"Ye Ning is back!"

The news reached the mighty Houfu.

"It's almost twelve hours, I see how he died this time!"

Mighty Hou shivered with excitement.

He only felt that he was getting closer and closer to the elixir of rising.

The people present were also very excited.

Only the founding father is missing.

Because he didn't come at all.

The location is empty.

"Why didn't the founding father come today? Nothing went wrong, right?"

Some people are worried.

"No!" Mighty Hou sneered and said: "He just wanted to be a bitch and wanted to set up an archway. It was difficult to accept it for a while. But I know him, he has no guts to betray us."

"Wait, then.

"When twelve hours arrive, Ye Ning will die!".

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