That evening.
Large numbers of Eastern Factory guards, armed with swords, surrounded the main entrance of the Right Bureau, intending to rush inside.
Hundreds of strongmen from the Right Bureau, upon hearing the commotion, surged out, brandishing their swords to block these Eastern Factory guards.
The two groups, separated by the steps, hurled insults at each other, with the sound of unsheathing swords rising and falling, the situation on the verge of exploding!
"Rebellion has reached the heavens!"
A sharp and hoarse voice, like that of a rooster being strangled, rang out as Huang Jin, wearing a bright red robe with four-clawed python patterns and cloaked in a satin ebony cape, galloped angrily towards them, bellowing, "Is this still a court office, or is it a place for the royal guards?"
Upon hearing his thunderous shout, the Eastern Factory guards, like bullied watchdogs finally finding their master, half-drew their swords and unanimously stepped forward.
But the strongmen from the Right Bureau didn’t care who had come; seeing this, they also drew their swords, stepped forward, and stared intently at these Eastern Factory guards.
Their fierce expressions seemed to say, ’Come on, if I don’t kill you today, I am a weakling indeed!’
How the other bureaus of the royal guards were... it’s hard to say.
But the strongmen from the Right Bureau, having followed Yang Ge to hack down high-ranking local officials and fought thousands of pirates, receiving welcomes and send-offs from the people, had long since changed in spirit!
Dare to bully their way to the doorstep of their Right Bureau?
Seeking death!
Huang Jin, witnessing this scene, turned purple with rage, his clenched hands on the reins visibly vein-popped as he screamed, "Rebellion, total rebellion!"
The unwavering stance of the strongmen from the Right Bureau, in his eyes, was not merely a clash between the two major espionage bodies, the royal guards and the Eastern Factory.
It was as if the usually submissive watchdog had suddenly bared its teeth and growled at its master!
"What’s going on, what’s going on!"
A voice with a trace of laughter came from behind Huang Jin; Shen Fa, also dressed in a bright red robe and cloaked in a pale white cape, arrived side by side with Wei Heng, who wore a purple cape.
Behind them followed a vast array of troops, bearing the flags of the royal guards, the Western Factory, Dali Temple, Ministry of Punishment, and The Supervisory Office.
"Everyone here is paid by the royal court, how can you turn your blades on your fellow officers?"
He rode his horse indifferently through the middle of the Eastern Factory guards, squeezed to the center of the steps where the two groups faced off, and with both hands gestured: "Put away your swords, don’t let the people see the spectacle!"
Seeing their superior, the unwilling strongmen from the Right Bureau slowly began sheathing their swords, though their movements were as slow as if playing at ten times the normal speed, taking forever to even locate their scabbards.
Shen Fa’s eyes twitched slightly, pretending not to see their dawdling, he turned to the Eastern Factory guards: "They are ignorant, are you too? Put away your swords quickly!"
The Eastern Factory guards looked at each other, none willing to sheathe their swords.
Until Huang Jin, with a grim face, rode through them and said, "You are the most ignorant!"
At his command, the Eastern Factory guards all sheathed their swords simultaneously.
Shen Fa smiled, too lazy to engage in a pointless verbal duel, stepped forward and kicked the dawdling strongmen from the Right Bureau: "Get up, you blind fools, someone is carrying an imperial decree, do you think you can block it...
The group crowded into the Right Bureau’s office, and Wei Heng hastened to catch up with Shen Fa, asking in a low voice, "Is everything arranged?"
Shen Fa turned his head amidst the strongmen from the Right Bureau and spotted the hundred households he had previously sent.
The hundred households nodded to Shen Fa.
Shen Fa slightly relaxed, saying softly, "Everything is arranged."
Wei Heng, upon hearing this, also released a sigh of relief.
After the troops stormed into the Right Bureau, they quickly located Fang Ke, who was still sitting in front of the carriage, and Ying Baili of the Eastern Factory and his group, still surrounding the carriage.
"Your subordinate greets the factory master."
"Your subordinate greets the officer."
Shen Fa strode forward, preempting Huang Jin by loudly asking, "What’s going on?"
Getting the hint, Fang Ke quickly defended himself, "I report to the officer, I was investigating a case just before noon when this eunuch from the Eastern Factory suddenly butted in, baselessly accusing me of colluding and covering up for a criminal. Please, officer, take my side!"
On the side, Ying Baili, who had approached Huang Jin, also briefly reported the incident.
Huang Jin glanced at the bull cart stopped in the center of the training ground, his face darkening as he raised his whip and struck Ying Baili across the face, then turned his horse and left.
Seeing this, Shen Fa laughed loudly: "The supervisor has come all this way, won’t you take a look before leaving? Don’t go back and wrongfully accuse me before His Majesty of colluding and covering up a criminal. I really can’t bear such a reputation!"
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Understanding, Fang Ke stepped forward in front of everyone and lifted the curtain of the carriage.
Inside, several terrified, alluring courtesans huddled together, timidly calling out, "Master..."
Shen Fa stretched his neck to look inside the carriage, then turned and kicked Fang Ke, causing him to stumble: "You scoundrel, even daring to snatch the courtesans favored by the eunuchs? Are you tired of living?"
Fang Ke hurriedly bowed and pleaded, "I realize my mistake, I realize my mistake, I will never again compete with the eunuchs of the Eastern Factory for courtesans..."
The faces of the eunuchs from the Eastern Factory turned a mixture of blue and purple in an instant, their foreheads bulging with veins, making one worry that they might suffer a stroke and die on the spot.
"Shen is still a bit young."