Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

? In the middle of the courtyard of the back hall of the priest, Minglan stood under the unobstructed sun. +++All Tanmei novels: www.sto123.cco

The big bead of sweat came from the temples and forehead, wet the edge of the black net-patterned high hat, and dripped down the cheeks, washing the delicate apricot flower resin powder on it into Tao Tao.

He and Leng Qingtang, who were also the heads of the anti-affair factory, worshiped the second grade of the middle officials, but one was sitting in the chair of the grandmaster and the other standing under the poisonous sun.

This disparity in treatment has already made Ming Lan feel unhappy.

Just now, he, the admiral of the West Factory, was convenient for the head of the 12th Supervisor to be ridiculed and mocked by the admiral of the East Factory of equal rank in front of his disciples Hun Hu. It really made his face and self-esteem all scumbags!

Minglan couldn't bear it! He can't bear it--

"Leng Qingtang, don't you know how to promote--"

Minglan's beautiful peach blossom stared wide, two cold rays of light like sharp blades, shot out from the eyes straight to the man on the armchair.

Angrily raised her finger to him, Ming Lan roared, her voice sharp:

"You are nothing but the handprints of the ceremonial supervisor, why should you take the lead in the inspection of the palace and convict the internal officer! Why should your ceremonial supervisor be the master of the entire twelve prisons!!"

Under the corridor, Xiao Xiaoshen stood diagonally behind the Grand Master's chair. As a fourth-rank sword guard and close attendant of the superintendent, seeing Ming Lan's rude words, this young man's awe-inspiring murderous aura was already suppressed under the awe-inspiring and icy appearance.

Seeing that Minglan raised his hand and pointed straight towards her father, Xiaoshen stretched out his hand suddenly, his five fingers firmly grasped the handle of the Xiuchun knife at his waist, and the finger bones "chuckled".

His friend Yuan Qian's hatred, Qing'er's hatred, and his sister Yunxi's hatred, were all packed in his heart.

As long as the governor speaks, he can immediately jump out and smash the enemy with a knife.

Leng Qingtang's handsome face is not surprised or angry, and he looks at Minglan with a faint smile, his tone is light and indifferent:

"Why do you ask this superintendent? Just rely on this superintendent as the handprint of this superintendent of ceremonies, and rely on our superintendent of ceremonies to be the head of the twelve supervisors in the palace!"

After the resolute words, the dark star eyes flickered, and the fierce light appeared in the eyes.

"It's so shameless--"

Ming Lan listened to the other party's words. His right hand immediately turned into a fist, clenched tightly in the wide sleeves piping with silver threads of water and cloud, and sprinted toward the front of the porch, sharply accusing:

"The other eleven prisons have palm prints and superintendents. How can you allow your ceremonial supervisor to act arbitrarily!"

"Ha ha……"

Leng Qingtang laughed sharply, Zhan Qing's figure moved on the chair.

The sunlight refracted a shadow under the corridor, covering his jade-white and thin face tightly, and the exquisite eyebrows and facial features looked a bit ugly and unclear.

Leng Qingtang slowly raised his arms, spreading out to the sides, and said in a deep voice:

"At the moment, all the eleven supervisors are next to this supervisor. Among the internal officials, is our celebrity supervisor dominates? As the chief supervisor, can this supervisor be the master of the twelve supervisors? If the Lord is not convinced, you can ask them personally!"

"you……"

Ming Lan was speechless for a moment. Net o

This Leng Qingtang made it clear that he was playing an elegant bastard, and he didn't change his face and heartbeat with his behavior.

Ming Lan was so angry that he almost fainted on the spot, turning his head to look aside. At the left and right under the corridor, the chiefs of the eleven prisons lowered their eyebrows and lowered their heads.

Ming Lan gritted her teeth, her eyes were quenched with hatred, and she said in a deep voice:

"You are the handprint and superintendent of the Eleventh Superintendent of the imperial court. Do you let the superintendent of the ceremonies and domineering and domineering here?!"

No one responded--

Ming Lan was indeed dizzy because of his anger, and actually pinned his hopes on the other Eleven Supervisors, hoping that someone like him would stand up with him for the shameless act of impeaching the Dongchang admiral.

However, he had forgotten that all the chief officials in front of him were human spirits in the deep palace, who knew how to judge the situation.

Now that the West Factory is in danger and the East Factory is publicly restored, they will naturally not stand in the wrong team.

And among them, the one with the highest official rank is only equal to the young close-servant rank beside Leng Qingtang, but rank four.

Who would think that he has a long life, and dare to come out to be the first bird when the sword is at a stretch, and commit a crime against a second-ranking senior?

What's more, the hand of the chief of li supervisor still holds the Dongji Factory, one of the top institutions in the court and the opposition.

If you have a good day but openly antagonize Dongchang, who knows which dark and windy night will be thrown into the lotus pond to feed the bastard?

Seeing Minglan sinking into a desperate situation of isolation and helplessness, Leng Qingtang's eyes were sharp and cold, and the corners of his mouth curled like a smile, and his expression seemed triumphant.

"Duan Shaochun, as the guardian of the inmates, is improper and improper, causing troubles to the palace and hurting people's lives. This supervisor is in accordance with the rules of the courts of the inner courts, and is now punished by him! The remaining thirteen inmates, all of them A hundred rod punishment will be executed immediately!"

Leng Qingtang is loud and loud and sonorous.

When the voice fell, Duan Shaochun over there took a breath, and then called in a sad voice:

"Godfather! Godfather, save me—I don't want to die—"

"Supervisor Ming, save us—"

The thirteen internal officials yelled in surprise.

The dozens of other criminals who were kneeling on the ground followed suit, crying and howling for a while.

Leng Qingtang stood calmly in the grandmaster's chair, watching the chaotic scene of purgatory in the world before him, and Jun's face was filled with a sly smile that could not be erased.

This kind of crying father and mother is very good, just what Leng Qingtang needs.

Only these scenes can make Minglan's shamelessly firm heart and have a strong touch. o

In the middle of the courtyard, fourteen eunuchs in charge of punishment held high a bowl of thick red-painted sticks.

"Stop it all to the Governor -"

Among the crowd, Ming Lan's shout was hoarse, and the enchanting and shrill rhythm burst out like a brocade. After that, he felt sore in his throat.

Minglan rushed to Duan Shaochun in a few steps and raised his arm to prevent the **** in charge from committing a murder to his godson.

The Xichang eunuchs who followed knew about it, and they all rushed to take the big stick from the **** in charge.

Both turned their eyes towards the drug hostile, and assumed a desperate posture.

On the cloud steps, Xiao Xiaoshen roared, with his sword brows erected, shaking his wrists and pulling out the Xiuchun knife.

With a sharp sound of "cha la", people have jumped into the middle of the courtyard.

At the same time, the Dongchang Fan guards on the periphery of the courtyard unsheathed one by one, aiming straight at the troublemakers in the courtyard.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became aggressive and sharp.

Leng Qingtang's expression was calm, her dazzling eyes hidden the slightest sharpness.

"Supervisor Ming, you, as a foreign official of the palace, trespassed into our ceremonial supervisor today to prevent this superintendent from imposing punishments and punishment of offenders. Is there any violation of palace rules?"

Minglan's pair of peach blossom eyes suddenly gleamed brightly, filled with unwilling anger:

"Duan Shaochun is a member of the governor! Leng Qingtang, you should know that you have to look at the owner when you fight a dog!"

"This superintendent's right to control the internal officials in accordance with the rules of the palace is really within the responsibility of the supervisor.

However, if the governor of Ming insists to sing against the governor, does he have any disagreement with the family law handed down by the ancestors? ! "

Leng Qingtang lowered his eyebrows and looked at Ming Lan under the cloud steps, and the phoenix eyes that were as deep as the night were filled with chilly light.

Minglan did not show weakness, and said in a cold voice:

"This supervisor and you are both second-grade officials, why should I listen to you. I want to come to this supervisor from the internal servant supervisor, and now the internal supervisor has something to do, this supervisor will not sit idly by.

Whether you agree or disagree, in short, Duan Shaochun and the internal servants and the 13 internal officials, the superintendent will immediately take people away. Look at your director and the Dongchang, who dares to stop! "

Ming Lan stood with cold eyebrows, finished speaking quickly, turned his eyes and motioned to his side to protect his men.

Without saying anything, the two Xichang eunuchs rushed forward and pulled the frightened father-in-law Duan from the bench.

Upon seeing this, the thirteen accomplices wriggled their bodies without saying a word and slipped off the bench.

Thirteen pairs of eyes were all staring at their prison guard, as long as he was successfully rescued by Ming Lan from the Superintendent, they immediately followed him and escaped.

Any consequences of the left will be borne by the supervising godfather.

At the moment, only this Xichang factory official can stand up against the handprint of the supervisor of the ceremony.

The scene fell silent again, and everything was in a deadlock.

Leng Qingtang got up from the chair, standing upright with his hands upright, his expression cold and not warm.

"Come on, take Minglan down—"

With an order, Fan guards swarmed, and in a flash cut Ming Lan and his subordinates.

"Leng Qingtang! How dare you dare to dare to--"

Minglan couldn't believe it, when the scene changed drastically. After struggling a few times, he still couldn't get away from the two superb martial arts guards.

Leng Qingtang curled her lips recklessly, his eyes fixed on Minglan's sweaty face, with a gloomy smile:

"You have spoken outrageously several times and contempt the rules of the palace. This superintendent punishes you for fifty!

Minglan was so angry that her cheeks were bulging, her complexion was purplish red, and she glared at Leng Qingtang, whose expression was high, and said:

"A joke! What right do you have to punish the principal—"

Leng Qingtang smiled lightly in her eyes, and the dazzling end of the voice revealed an endless cruel meaning:

"Since you classify yourself as an internal servant, and this supervisor is in charge of the first position of internal officer, naturally you have the right to control you. If this supervisor punishes you now, it is equivalent to rewarding you! Whether you want it or not, you must Take it!"

"Leng Qingtang, I see you dare to..."

"If Governor Leng doesn't give face to Father Ming, I wonder if he can give face to our family?"

God came and rose from outside the encirclement circle.

Everyone squinted, and saw a gap widened in the encircling circle, and a servant in the dark red third-grade inner official palace uniform with a brush in hand strode to the front of the corridor and stopped under the clouds.

"Grandpa Bai?"

Ming Lan's face was startled, and soon revealed joy.

This handsome **** in his twenties is the current **** in charge of Yongning Palace.

He appeared at this critical moment, and he must have instructed Wan Huang.

Minglan guessed secretly that the empress was annoyed by him on the surface, but she really hurt him at the critical moment!

In fact, just now Minglan rushed out of Weiyan Pavilion on the front foot, and Gu Yunjin on the back foot rushed to Wan Yuyao's Yongning Palace to report.

She has her plan.

In order to make progress in the harem, she needs Minglan, so she can't let him have an accident.

Leng Qingtang knew very well about the sudden visit to the Superintendent of Li Jian by the head of Yongning Palace.

With a smile and lowering eyelashes, the twinkling eyes like an ice blade locked the servant underneath, Leng Qingtang asked in a wide voice:

"How did the father-in-law Bai get free today?

The waiter glanced at the tied Minglan, smiled faintly, bowed his hand to the man on the height, and then went straight in:

"As Ming Gonggong said, Leng Du's main dog must remember to see the main talent.

Duke Ming came from Yongning Palace anyway, you said to take it, palm your mouth if you want, and where do you put the face of the imperial concubine? "

After a pause, the waiter shook his hand and raised the whisk, raised his eyelids and looked at the towering Leng Qingtang, with the domineering joy on her face:

"This time our family is here, and I have brought an oral statement from the empress. The empress said that the twelve imperial prisons have their own palm prints, and they should perform their duties and take care of their own affairs.

Since the case of the court lady's throwing into the lake came from the inner janitor, he should take the offender back to the inner janitor, and the palm seal over there would personally try and decide.

In this way, I hope Governor Leng will give our family and Duke Ming a face. This matter, you can rest assured that it can be heard by the inmate. "

The tone of discussion, but everywhere in the name of the imperial concubine coerced the chief and the supervisor to submit.

No wonder Wan Yuyao couldn't sit still. No matter how unhappy it is, the palace knows Minglan's background.

If this person is really humiliated by Leng Qingtang in public, Yu Na Wan Yuyao really has no face.

Because she has concerns, she will send an internal officer in charge to intervene.

Leng Qingtang's handsome face didn't have too many ups and downs, but he still waved his hand calmly.

Fan Wei obediently let go of Minglan and stepped aside.

"This governor is just a small punishment and a big punishment today, but I didn't want to but shocked the empress. Forget it, Xiao Shen..."

Ching Ming's eyes glowed with the chill of frost and snow, turning slightly.

Xiao Xiaoshen immediately nodded and listened to Leng Qingtang's words:

"Go, get the official seal of Li Jian."

Xiao Shen put the steel knife into the sheath and went straight to the front hall.

In a short while, people return with a red-glazed square box in their hands.

"Supervisor, printed."

Xiao Xiaoshen said, uncovering the vermilion wooden cover in front of Leng Qingtang.

A square white jade seal with gelatinous fat appeared in front of everyone. Under the blazing sun, the clear edges and corners of the print reflected a faint halo.

Leng Qingtang remained silent, and cast straight down the cloud steps without warm eyes.

Xiao Xiaoshen, who was next to him, took the order, and the white jade seal in hand stepped down the cloud steps to Minglan and Father Bai.

Father Bai was surprised, and asked with his eyebrows:

"What does Governor Leng mean?"

Leng Qingtang's eyelashes trembled slightly, her thin red lips twisted a sneer, Feng's eyes widened, her eyes piercing sharply:

"Since everyone wants the Governor to give face, then the only thing left is to know how much face is saved.

Youdao is how big a person's appetite is, how much face is enough.

In this way, who can swallow the big seal of the director of ceremonies in public today, the superintendent immediately gave him face, and immediately released the servant, the prisoner, the prisoner.

If not, the governor of the Ming Dynasty and the offenders will all be left to the governor! "

"Supervisor Leng, you..."

This move was unexpected. Father Bai looked at the dazzling jade seal and was dumbfounded for a moment, speechless.

Ming Lan "cocked" in his heart, but he didn't expect that Leng Qingtang would be brutally smashed.

The clenched fists squeezed out two cold sweats, staring blankly at Xiao Xiaoshen as he raised the Fangyin on his hands closer and closer, without a smile:

"Governor Ming, please! If you eat it, my governor will immediately let go!"