Chronicles of Celestial Origins

The starlight was sparse. Tangning was sitting cross-legged in the room with her eyes closed and practicing Qi. The storage bag around her waist was shaking. He took it out and took a few taps with his fingers to take the transmission note into his hand. It turned out to be Lu Xingxian's disciple. See you, Ma Yi.

He stood up and left the cave. Outside the thick fog, there stood a man with a fair face and a slender figure. When he saw him, he came out and bowed: "Uncle Tang, my master, please come to the house to have a talk."

Tang Ning still remembered the same scene when she first met him a few years ago, except that their identities were reversed.

At that time, I applied for foundation preparation and went to Lu Xingxian's gate to ask for permission, but was rejected.

The two of them arrived at Lu Xingxian Cave Mansion one after another. Ma Yi led him to the main room and retreated.

"Junior Brother Tang is here! Sit down!" Lu Xingxian glanced at him and said calmly.

Tang Ning sat down as instructed and said, "I wonder what Senior Brother Lu has to say when he is summoned in the middle of the night?"

"I know that you are prudent and considerate of the overall situation, so I asked you to participate in tomorrow's trial. This matter is not honorable after all. I'm worried that someone will take the opportunity to write an article about the intelligence department, so you have to keep an eye on it."

"I know what to do. It's best if this matter is reduced to a major issue. It affects the face of the Intelligence Department. If it causes a big scandal, I, as the manager of the Intelligence Department, will be disgraced."

"Okay." Lu Xingxian smiled and nodded, obviously very satisfied with Tangning's statement.

"I know that you are a person who understands the general situation and understands things. Let's open the skylight and talk, and have a heart-to-heart talk. Although Junior Brother Kong and I have different views on some things, the general direction is still the same. We have worked together for so many years and we understand each other. , If anyone wants to ruin the reputation of the Intelligence Section, we will not allow it. As the representative of the Intelligence Section, they will value your opinions in this three-chamber trial. I hope that the matter will not expand until the South China Intelligence Station is reached. ”

Tangning nodded and said, "I understand."

"I might as well tell you the truth. The reason why the South China Intelligence Station investigated and monitored Junior Brother Peng Yan actually came from Junior Brother Ye Xiu. He had a rift with Junior Brother Peng Yan in the early years, so he did stupid things. But he is dead, and it was for Those who were killed in the sect should be kept secret for the sake of the deceased. I hope you can fight for the outcome of the trial and not expose this matter. "

"As for Jiang Fan, the head of the South China Intelligence Station, he also obeyed orders. Although he did stupid things, he did not cause serious consequences. I hope that the trial and conviction will be lenient and at least save his life. If he is killed, I am afraid that the following disciples will It’ll be chilling.”

It is not easy for monks to practice, so the sect has strict rules and regulations when it comes to punishing disciples. After a joint trial by the three halls, it will be handed over to the master of Xuande hall, and then the head of the hall will review it. Only if the evidence is conclusive can a conviction be made.

The so-called three-chamber joint review refers to the review by the three departments: the Supervision Department, the Town and Sovereign Department, and the Discipline Department.

"I know," Tang Ning said, "If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

Lu Xingxian nodded.

Tang Ning left the cave and returned to her own house, where she rested for the night. At midnight on the second day, she went to the interrogation hall of the Xuande Palace Town Hall.

The majestic main hall has an antique color, and the black wall tiles add a sense of solemnity. Four men stand outside the hall.

As soon as he disappeared from the light, a disciple immediately stepped forward to greet him and bowed: "Uncle Master, you are not allowed to enter the torture hall at will. Please show your identity card or regulations."

Tang Ning turned over the wooden sign in her hand and handed it to him and said, "I am Tang Ning from the Intelligence Section, and I am participating in this trial on behalf of the Intelligence Section."

The man took the wooden sign and examined it with his spiritual consciousness: "Uncle Tang, please."

Tang Ning entered the inner room. There were three disciples standing on each side of the empty hall.

On the steps, at the top of the main seat is a desk that is more than one foot long, and three Taishi chairs are placed side by side.

On the next step, there is an imperial chair on the left and right, and a three-foot-long desk across it.

Names were written on each desk, and Tangning's position was on the right side of the next step.

On the left side is an old man with bones as dry as firewood and white hair and chicken skin. The two characters "Peng Yan" are written on the desk.

The old man nodded slightly towards him, and Tang Ning nodded in response and sat down at her seat.

Not long after, a short man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks came in. He sat on the Taishi chair on the upper left side. The word "He Xun" was written on the desk.

After a while, the two people walked side by side. One of them walked up to the chair in the middle with bright eyes and sat down on the chair. The other person, with fair hair and a childlike face, and kind eyes, sat on the chair on the right side of the top.

The man sitting in the middle has the three characters Dong Qingyuan written on his desk, and the old man on the right has the three characters Gao Maolin written on his desk.

Dong Qingyuan said: "Juniors are all here. I am Dong Qingyuan from the town government department. This time I was ordered to represent the town government department to participate in the joint trial and interrogate Jiang Fan, a disciple of the South China Intelligence Station of the Intelligence Section, and others."

After he finished speaking, the short man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks on the left said: "He Xun of the Supervision Department."

The old man on the right continued: "Gao Maolin from the Discipline Department."

"Intelligence Department Tangning."

"Peng Yan, the chief minister of South China."

He Xun took out a file, handed it to Dong Qingyuan next to him and said, "This is the testimony from the previous interrogation by our department. Let's take a look at it first."

Several people passed it on one by one. Tangning took the file and flipped through it a few times. Jiang Fan confessed to the facts.

When did the investigation of Peng Yan begin, by what method, and how to inquire and monitor his every move, the details are written in the file.

In addition to Jiang Fan's testimony, the file also includes the interrogation testimony of other disciples.

After a while, Dong Qingyuan said: "Everyone knows the facts of the case, let's get started!"

Several people nodded slightly.

Dong Qingyuan nodded to the disciple below. The two disciples below took their seats. One took out the dossier and prepared to record it, while the other took out the dark green talisman and began to leave notes.

In addition to file records, a formal joint trial must also have notes to preserve all conversations during the joint trial.

"Bring Jiang Fan up." Dong Qingyuan's loud voice came from far away.

As soon as he finished speaking, two disciples arrived holding a broad-faced man, it was Jiang Fan.

There were no torture tools or ropes on his body, but his face was very pale and his whole person looked very depressed.

Because he was restrained, the Yongquan Point, Linghai Point, and Niwan Palace were sealed by other people's spiritual power. As a result, his own spiritual power could not be mobilized, and his spiritual consciousness was trapped in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Now he is just an ordinary mortal, already exhausted after so many days of interrogation.

Jiang Fan raised his head and glanced at the people on the steps, then lowered his head. He felt extremely regretful. When Zhou Ningxue came to him and brought up this matter, he was hesitant.

He knew that this was definitely not what Lu Guang meant. The Intelligence Division had a complete set of procedures for issuing orders, not to mention such a major matter as monitoring and investigating the South China chief. At least Lu Xingxian's signature and seal were required. How could the order be conveyed through someone else's mouth?

But Zhou Ningxue is Lu Guang's Taoist companion, and Lu Guang is his immediate boss. The personnel allocation and financial allocation of the intelligence station are all decided by Lu Guang. If he refuses to offend Lu Guang, he will never have a good life.

So he acted cunningly and promised Zhou Ningxue on the surface. When he returned to the intelligence station, he immediately wrote a secret letter and sent it to Lu Guang personally. However, he did not receive a reply. He knew in his heart that Lu Guang had acquiesced, so he secretly secretly Investigate Peng Yan.

As a result, he has no regrets now. If he had been more decisive and resolute at that time, he would not have been in trouble today. After the incident, he knew that he was in trouble. He understood the seriousness of the matter. Someone soon told him not to talk nonsense. Just pass all the responsibility to Ye Xiu.

He knew in his heart that after Lu Guang was surrendered, he would have no value and would definitely die. No one would care about the life or death of a Qi Refining disciple. If Lu Guang was not surrendered, those people would be in danger, but they would have a glimmer of hope.

"Jiang Fan, are you aware of your guilt? Today is the joint trial of the three departments, and it is the last trial to convict you. Do you have anything else to say in defense for your private investigation and monitoring of the South China Chief Peng Yan?" Dong Qingyuan asked

Jiang Fan said: "This disciple knows his crime and has nothing to defend."

He Xun asked: "Jiang Fan, let me ask you, you said you were ordered by Junior Brother Ye Xiu to investigate Junior Brother Peng Yan. When did Junior Brother Ye Xiu give you the order."

"Four years ago, it was the third day of October in the year 682 of Daoding."

"Why does he want you to investigate Junior Brother Peng Yan?"

"He said that Uncle Peng Yan might be suspected of colluding with the Demon Sect, so he ordered us to secretly investigate and collect evidence."

As soon as these words came out, several people glanced at Peng Yan.

Peng Yan looked at his nose and heart, his expression unchanged, as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Then did you find anything out of your investigation?"

"No."

"How many years have you been at the South China Intelligence Station?"

"I can't remember the exact year. It should be in the archives. I think it's fifteen or sixteen years ago."

"You have been at the intelligence station for so many years. Don't you know the rules and procedures of the intelligence station? Even if Junior Brother Peng Yan colludes with the Demon Sect, it is not your business. If you are investigating a Foundation Establishment monk, you just rely on Junior Brother Ye Xiu's words. Dare you do this?”

"Uncle Ye said to investigate first and he will report to the sect. He has been in charge of the intelligence department for many years and is the immediate boss of the intelligence station. I dare not disobey him." Jiang Fan responded fluently. He had already thought about it. Use excuses to deal with the interrogation.

"You have been investigating and monitoring for four years, and you must have mastered a lot of clues and information. How did you pass the news to Junior Brother Ye?"

"There is no information. Master Ye just asked me to investigate, but no evidence has been found that Master Peng colluded with the Demon Sect, so there is no exchange of information."

"Not once every four years?"

"Only once, in July of 1984, Daoding, I don't remember the specific date, Master Ye came to me and asked me how the investigation was going. I said there was no substantial progress, and he left with the sentence "continue the investigation."