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Jiang Junda felt terrible as he watched his relatives being escorted into the lobby one by one.

The monks of the Holy Dynasty are not like those independent cultivators or the monks of the sects. They attach great importance to their relatives. There is no saying that family members have boundless magical powers by offering sacrifices to the gods.

There are many large and small families throughout the Holy Dynasty, all of which are dependent on the Holy Dynasty's system.

Just like their Jiang family, their ancestor was lucky. He used to be an official in the palace of a certain saint when he was still a prince. After a dragon ascended to heaven, the Jiang family moved to the imperial capital. However, the ancestor did not seek any high official position but found a minor official in Jingzhao.

This tradition has been passed down from generation to generation.

They were not extremely wealthy, but they lived a prosperous life. They did not have a large family heritage, but their lineage had continued for thousands of years.

The peak of the Golden Core realm was the Jiang family's limit, until his generation.

Jiang Junda looked at his relatives being brought in front of him with an incredible look on his face!

The commander felt that this kid was still a bit stubborn and wouldn't be persuaded. Even with his relatives in front of him, he still couldn't recognize the situation and was still a diehard!

"Cut off a few~" With just a few words, the soldiers of the garrison had terrifying execution ability. Before Jiang Junda could react or even hear clearly what the commander said, six people from his family had their heads chopped off.

Two old, two young, and two middle-aged people, an extremely reasonable combination for beheading.

It's obvious that he has used this method a lot! He is so skilled at it.

"Why? Why! I was sent out by the Holy Dynasty! I have worked diligently all my life..."

"Cut again!"

"Stop, stop! How dare you do this! I am a meritorious official of the Holy Dynasty. I shed blood outside and I have to cry when I come back. This is how you treat me..."

"cut!"

Fuck you, I knew the guard post was terrible, but I didn’t expect it to be so terrible!

They didn't chop six at a time, but twelve the second time, and twenty-four the third time!

Now almost all the people left are the younger generations and his wife and children!

Most of the descendants from the side branches are already dead!

"My Lord, I confess. Tell my brothers to stop and I will tell you everything..."

Jiang Junda seemed to have used up all his strength. He had been in the imperial capital for more than 270 years and in official circles for 400 years, and he knew one thing very well.

Since you have been caught, try to preserve as much bloodline as possible. You certainly can't run away. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Let's see if any of them have the opportunity to turn things around in the future.

At least when he is there, his bloodline is still there, and he feels better!

I screamed like crazy in my heart, why? What on earth happened? How could such a change happen?

In the past, when they were on missions, if they happened to pass through the territory of the Holy Dynasty, they would go to the nearest capital or county town of the Holy Dynasty to have some fun. Sometimes local officials would accompany them privately. They all envied them for the abundant resources they had and, most importantly, their freedom!

How come it turned out like this this time!

The dozens of heads just now made him realize that if the officials in those remote county towns and prefecture cities knew about this, how could these professional elites in the garrisons not know their identities?

It’s impossible not to know!

But he still swung his sword so firmly. This was not a simple test to see whether they were still loyal to the Holy Dynasty, but they were really rebelling!

Yes, he thought, could this be a test, a test by the Holy Dynasty on those monks who went outside? After all, it is difficult to control you when you are outside.

So this happened.

His hesitation resulted in the deaths of many members of the Jiang family's side branches.

By now, he understood that this was not a test!

"My Lord, I will tell you whatever you want to ask!"

The commander smiled, waved his hand and asked people to take away the remaining people from the Jiang family, and then began to ask questions one by one.

Jiang Junda, a bureaucrat with his experience, naturally knew what kind of answer the other party wanted, and his answer was quite consistent with the commander's ideas. What a cooperative response.

After a day and night of interrogation, he ordered his men to take Jiang Junda away, flicking his fingers on the jade slip, "As expected of an old official, his lies are so real!"

As an intelligence agency, how could Jiang Junda not know whether what he said was true or not?

Then after a few more jade slips were delivered, he presented them to the commander-in-chief.

The commander-in-chief, who was working in the office, did not say much, but took the commander to the cabinet hall and found the prime minister.

".......This is their confession."

Venerable Qixuan didn't even raise his head, as if he was busy looking at a map, "Is the evidence confirmed?"

"The evidence is irrefutable. Prince Yingchuan is the mastermind of the treason!" the commander-in-chief said it in a decisive tone!

"That's good. Leave these jade slips with me. Go back and deal with the remaining matters. Don't get involved in Prince Yingchuan's affairs."

"yes."

The commander-in-chief took the trusted commander-in-chief and left Venerable Qixuan's office.

On the way back, the commander was a little confused, "Sir, why did the wind suddenly change?"

"The Holy Lord has achieved a breakthrough to the Void Refining Realm!"

Although the commander had no idea what the connection was, he still pretended to have suddenly realized something.

After they left, not long after, a prince who looked extremely noble walked in smoothly from the Prime Minister's office.

"Meet uncle."

"Nian'er is here, sit down, sit down, I will personally make you a cup of spiritual tea, this is the one on Huafeng Mountain that the Holy Emperor just gave me the day before yesterday!"

"I don't dare to trouble you, uncle. Let Nian'er come."

"Hahaha, okay, then you come, you come."

In less than half an incense stick of time, both of them tasted this cup of spiritual tea with a strong flavor of family love.

"Uncle, why is it Prince Yingchuan?"

The smile on the Prime Minister's face faded. This child was considered to have grown up under his care. He was also an old bureaucrat and had the good fortune to have survived several changes of the throne.

And he is the most recent beneficiary! It can even be said that he is the beneficiary of the second or even the first echelon!

This child is the result of their family's thousand-year plan, which allowed a member of the family to become the Holy Lord's bedfellow.

It is also the pillar for their family's future continuation!

When one reaches the highest position in the government, one may seem to enjoy unlimited glory, but in fact, there is an abyss behind it. Different emperors have different ministers.

He understands so well!

If he is lucky, he can still serve as a tool and burn the last value for the Holy Dynasty.

If you are unlucky, your property may be confiscated and your entire family may be exterminated for any random reason.

Cultivation is important, but in a special system like the Holy Dynasty, it is sometimes not that important!

As long as the dukes firmly support the new emperor, the new emperor can do whatever he wants! It is impossible for them not to firmly support him. The foundation of their long-term prosperity is the legitimacy granted by the throne!

He also wanted to replace the plaque at the entrance of his family's house.

"Prince Yingchuan has the best chance, but also the biggest loophole. I had this in mind when I arranged this matter."

The prince felt his scalp tingling after hearing these plain words.

"Why now?"

"The Holy Lord's breakthrough is secondary. The main thing is to borrow someone else's knife to kill the people of this dynasty. You and I will be clean."

Seeing the puzzled look on the face of the prince, whom he addressed as "nian'er", the old prime minister put down the teacup with a smile.

Looking outside the door, looking at the imperial capital, looking into the distance, an old and low voice sounded.

"Ling Xiao Sword Ancestor is coming back~"