During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

With the cooperation of the two, while Yuan Li was risking his life as a bait, the inner ghost hidden in the Supervision Department was finally pulled out.

Yuan Li gasped and wiped away the bright red blood around his lips with his fingers. He received a knife on his shoulder and two holes in his abdomen and thigh.

Even so, his eyes were still sharp, with a cold and murderous chill.

The sound of footsteps was heard, and Yuan Li subconsciously clenched the dagger and hid it behind his back, lowering his head and pretending to faint.

The door opened, and a figure broke in and headed straight for Yuan Li.

Yuan Li's heart was hanging high. At this moment, a familiar scent of sandalwood came into his nose, soothing his nervous heart, and the blood in his body gradually became calmer.

Sun Ming put his hand on Yuan Li's wrist and frowned slightly, "Since you are awake, stop pretending."

Yuan Li raised his head and took a breath of air. He saw that Sun Ming was neatly dressed, and even his hair had been specially trimmed. Looking at himself again, he was so tattered that some people believed him to be a beggar on the street.

It's all acting, why is he so miserable?

"How do you know I'm faking it?"

Sun Ming's eyes traced the wounds on his body, and he said calmly: "Although your breathing is deliberately lowered, your pulse is beating very fast."

Luo Tingye taught them a set of lie detection methods, one of which was to use pulse to estimate whether the prisoner was telling the truth or lies.

Of course Yuan Li knew this method. They used this method to identify the moles who didn't look, but he felt that this method was not necessarily accurate.

For example, if he is mentally prepared, he will definitely not be found out.

But Sun Ming's words made him a little suspicious.

"Is it obvious?"

The people who came in later had already carried out the corpses scattered around, and some of them were inside the house asking for evidence.

Sun Ming simply helped him out and found some medicine to bandage him.

Afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on, Sun Ming specially used some Ma Fei Powder.

Yuan Li, however, used his good hand to feel the pulse of the injured arm, and did not become discouraged until he heard regular sounds coming from inside.

"The method your Majesty said is really effective. It is really difficult to completely control your own heart."

Sun Ming paused while applying the medicine, "That's not necessarily the case. If you can't control your own heart, it means you are incompetent. Your Majesty can control your own heart."

Yuan Li was very competitive. He used to be in charge of the torture chamber in the palace, and his heart was as cold as ice.

I always like to compare myself with others, and the one I compare the most to is Sun Ming.

Even if he openly approves of Sun Ming, he still cannot avoid comparing with him in private, but he will not compare with His Majesty because he knows that he cannot compare.

Sun Ming took care of his wounds and took the time to look at the bodies placed in the yard.

There were eight corpses. The deceased were wearing the clothes of the Supervision Department. Judging from their clothes, their rank was not low. They were all people who had followed Luo Tingye.

One of them is also a good friend of Sun Ming, and the two can be regarded as life-and-death friends.

Sun Ming squatted in front of his friend. The knife wound on his neck was so deep that the bone was visible. His eyes were wide open. He must have experienced a lot of pain when he died.

Yuan Li moved his body to make himself more comfortable, "He is also a descendant of Sun, I think his name is Sun Cha."

Yuan Li has a photographic memory and can remember everyone in the Supervision Department, except for the hidden clues left in various places and in the hands of Sun Ming.

Speaking of which, the reason why he recognized Sun Cha was because he overheard Sun Ming talking to someone and bumped into him accidentally.

After revealing Sun Cha's identity, Yuan Li regretted it and glanced at Sun Ming quickly.

Perhaps because he was too sad, Sun Ming didn't seem to notice this, so he had the bodies of Sun Cha and the other seven people carried away. "Sun Cha is the person I placed in Prince Yuzhang's Mansion."

Yuan Li raised his slanted brows and pursed his lips together, "How are you doing there?"

Sun Ming suddenly looked at Yuan Li, his eyes a little playful.

The expression on Yuan Li's face dropped, with a vague feeling of bad premonition.

Returning to the Supervision Department, Yuan Li's expression could be described as colorful as he looked at the man hanging by chains.

"Brother Yuan?"

Surrounding the dungeon were Sun Ming's people. Yuan Li watched his people being hung up. He did not lose his temper at them, but stared at the people who were hung up.

"What's going on? Don't lie to me!"

The hanging man trembled and lowered his head little by little under Yuan Li's powerful gaze.

Yuan Li's face suddenly became extremely ugly, he hit the wooden stake in a circle, turned around and walked towards the outside of the dungeon.

Sun Ming also stopped looking at the joke and followed him outside. Looking at Yuan Li who was resting on the pillar, he kindly helped him back to his residence.

Yuan Li's heart felt like it was on fire, "Do you have any evidence?"

"Caught red-handed."

One sentence sealed all Yuan Li's imagination. It would be false to say he was not disappointed, but more puzzling.

"Why did he do this?"

Sun Ming poured a glass of water and was about to drink it. When he saw Yuan Li's dry and peeling lips, he thought for a moment and handed the cup over.

"Not everyone likes to investigate people behind their backs, and some people offer higher bargaining chips."

Yuan Li drank it all in one gulp and put the cup directly back into Sun Ming's hand, "Damn, your Majesty gave us the grace to allow people like us the opportunity to display our abilities, but you still don't cherish it."

Most of those who can enter the palace as eunuchs are forced by life or have no choice but to do so. Few of them are sincere. Yuan Li was killed when he entered the palace.

When he first learned that he had no descendants, he was devastated, but later he walked step by step to the execution chamber with fierce determination.

Later, someone asked Eunuch Fulin to be his master, and he gradually became famous both inside and outside the palace.

But even so, his heart was still heavy, until His Majesty ascended the throne and established the Ministry of Supervision, which gave him hope.

So, he took his subordinates from the torture room and joined the Supervision Department without hesitation, and he put all his efforts into the Supervision Department.

What he is today is all given by His Majesty, and he wholeheartedly repays His Majesty. He originally thought that the people under his command were the same as himself, but in the end he was the only one who wanted to work hard to prove that he lived a decent life.

Sun Ming sat opposite him. The narrow room only had a bed, a table and a cabinet, not even a place to write.

It was a place like this where Yuan Li lived for ten years.

In the palace, people of his status lived far better than here, and even had a separate small courtyard, but Yuan Li didn't go anywhere.

Doing what he wanted to do wholeheartedly, Sun Ming suddenly felt that he was not so sad anymore.

Compared with Yuan Li's difficulties, it was much easier for him. At least he met His Majesty at the beginning.

"Tomorrow you will come to the palace with me. Your Majesty has not asked anything these days. It does not mean that he does not know anything."