The king will never go to court

Chapter 171 Chapter 170: The court meeting

"Tell me everything you know!" Lu He walked to the bloody Zhang Baiming and said coldly.

Of all the officials in the hall, only Mu Ziyue looked calm, and everyone else frowned at everyone in the capital and Zhang Baiming, who was covered in injuries.

"Everyone, my lords, you are going to make decisions for our Zhang family!" Zhang Baiming burst into tears, telling the whole hall the humiliation he had suffered in the past few days.

"The Kyoto government is using torture and torture. They want me to slander Eunuch Zhang in the palace. If I swear to the death, I will be punished by him." The corner of Zhang Baiming's mouth was still bleeding.

The Minister of the Ministry of War stepped forward quickly, came to Zhang Baiming, and shouted towards the outside of the hall, "Come on, pass on the imperial physician!"

"Nephew Zhang Xian, don't worry. Tell us everything you know, and we will definitely make the decision for you, and we will give old Zaifu Zhang justice."

At this moment, everyone was staring at the people in Kyoto Mansion with unfriendly eyes. Lu He also looked astonished. He didn't expect that Zhang Baiming would bite them back at Kyoto Mansion on the spot.

Lu He pointed to Zhang Baiming who was hiding beside the Minister of the Ministry of War, and complained, "Please speak clearly. Why did our capital government torture you into a trick?"

Looking at the furious Lu He, a third-rank official wearing a vermilion official robe scolded, "Lu Fu Cheng, you brought him here, how can you not explain it clearly? Can't you let the sufferer speak?"

"Lu He, this is the Hall of Taiji, you are a small capital governor, don't be rude!"

Seeing all the ministers in the hall arrogantly berating and scolding with angry faces, they turned out to attack a small Fucheng.Mu Ziyue sneered in his heart, "It's really strange that these people don't have tricks in private."

Mu Ziyue had only been appointed as Zaifu for a few days, so naturally he couldn't install his cronies among the officials of various ministries.Even if he wants to place cronies, he doesn't have so many cronies to put in.

"Zhang Baiming, how dare you spitting blood?" Lu He completely ignored the anger of the officials in the hall, stared at Zhang Baiming and continued to ask, "How dare you tell the officials that the wound on your body is caused by our capital? Made by the government?"

"When our Kyoto government officials arrived, if it weren't for the timely treatment, I'm afraid you would have died long ago."

"How did you get your injuries?" Just as the minister of the Ministry of War was about to continue scolding Lu He, Mu Ziyue suddenly asked coldly.In an instant, the hall was silent.

The Minister of the Ministry of War had no choice but to swallow the scolding words that he was about to blurt out, even if he was unwilling at the moment, he could only retreat to the train.

Mu Ziyue went off in person, which meant that the big drama was about to be staged.

What happened to the death of old Zaifu Zhang, all the officials in the hall should know, and those who don't know can only guess wildly, but they dare not say it out loud.

Today, the King of Wu's family is going to attack Emperor Qian in the Tai Chi Hall with the matter of Zhang Lao Zaifu.

Ordinary officials who are soft-spoken only have to watch the show, while the six ministers and ministers have to go off to defend the supreme authority of the Emperor Qian, and they cannot let this dirty water be poured on His Majesty the Emperor.

"This Zaifu advises you, it's best to tell the truth. If you don't tell the truth, no one will be able to protect you in this Tai Chi Hall."

Mu Ziyue's eyes were fixed on Zhang Baiming all the time, and his right hand clenched and loosened.Lu Zhongliang sent someone to tell him this person, and then he transferred it directly to Lu He.

When the Kyoto government sent officials to go, Zhang Baiming was already unconscious.At first Mu Ziyue thought it was done by someone from Lu Zhongliang, but he didn't know the message he got.

Therefore, when Mu Ziyue saw Zhang Baiming with injuries all over his body, he frowned at first, unable to figure out the reason.Until Zhang Baiming was taken to the Kyoto government office.

The bamboo tube pours the beans and generally tells all the things that happened in Zhang's house, how Zhang Yannian died and who killed him. He said it vividly, as if he had experienced it himself.

Now that he had guessed what the other party wanted to do, when he learned that Mu Ziyue had handed over the investigation of Zhang Lao Zaifu's death to a young official from the Kyoto Prefecture for investigation.

The people from the Blackwater Division decided to push the boat along and throw out the abandoned son.

Zhang Baiming also knew that he was an abandoned son, so he cooperated very well, as long as he could keep his wife and children.

"It's in the Kyoto government office!" Zhang Baiming summoned up his courage and said word by word.

Mu Ziyue narrowed his eyes, and smiled very easily, with a hint of coolness, "As expected, the prince really guessed right. You people who hide behind the scenes are just tricks like this."

It had long been expected that Zhang Baiming would retract the confession on the spot, clung to the capital, and thus clung to Mu Ziyue, and thus clung to Wu Wang, and put the assassination of Zhang Lao Zaifu on Wu Wang's head.

I don't know why Mu Ziyue suddenly laughed, the six ministers and the officials of all the ministries looked in Mu Ziyue's direction, everyone frowned slightly, and secretly planned their own retreats.

"Mu Zaifu, are you joking? Our Zhang family was slaughtered by thieves, and we still need the court to make decisions. How could there be someone behind me behind me?" In the past, the Qi-nourishing Kung Fu practiced has not fallen behind.

Facing Mu Ziyue's questioning, Zhang Baiming answered very easily, and directly threw the question back.

"Joke, I think you are joking?"

Mu Ziyue didn't take Zhang Baiming's words to heart at all, but nodded slightly towards Lu He.

After receiving the instruction, Lu He whispered a few words to the guard of Kyoto Prefecture beside him.Not long after, two more guards took a five or six-year-old child with them.

Just when everyone was still wondering, Zhang Baiming suddenly exclaimed, "Son?! Why did you appear here?"

At this moment, Zhang Baiming was not only panicked, but more panicked. He only saw his son, who was being protected by two guards.

His eyes were dull, and everyone was cowering and cowering, not daring to look directly at them, so he could only hide behind the two guards, holding a piece of robe tightly with his small hands.

"Where's your mother?" Zhang Baiming rushed towards his son heartbroken with blood and tears in his eyes.

But the boy didn't seem to know him, so he could only shrink behind the two guards and kept avoiding him.

"Mother, mother, mother" the boy just murmured to himself when he heard Zhang Baiming's cry, his expression a little confused.

The two officials wanted to step forward to stop them, fearing that Zhang Baiming would do something unfavorable to the boy, but Lu He stopped them with a look.

"Son, son!" Zhang Baiming hugged the boy in his arms, rubbed his hands on the boy's body, and checked him.Although he didn't have any skin trauma, looking at his son's demented expression, Zhang Baiming was on the verge of collapse.

"what!!!"

When everyone in the Taiji Hall was at a loss, and when they were overwhelmed by the scene where the father and son met, a group of masters from the Blackwater Division were quietly gathering towards the Third Highness.

"What the hell is going on here?" The Minister of the Ministry of War vaguely sensed that there was something weird in it, but the faces of the officials in the palace were not good. Now he was pushed out by the Qianhuang faction to take the thunder, and his heart was extremely tormented.

But at this moment, he had to stand up again.

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