The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 234 Entering the Palace to Face the Holy Spirit
Yang Chengye said in a deep voice: "Brother Tianhu, let me come and see Uncle!"

"roll!"

Han Tianhu opened his palm like a cattail leaf fan and pressed Yang Chengye's shoulder, pushing it out forcefully.

"Tiger stop!"

At this time, Liang Hongyu came out accompanied by Han Tianbiao and Han Bilian.

Yang Chengye shook his shoulders slightly, shook Han Tianhu's palm away, clasped his fists at Liang Hongyu and said, "Mrs. Han, I'm here to pay homage to Marshal Han, and check the cause of death by the way."

After hearing Yang Chengye's polite words, Liang Hongyu sighed silently in her heart. It seemed that the fate between the Han family and the Yang family had come to an end, and it was impossible to return to the way it was before.

All this cannot be blamed on Yang Chengye, only his own daughter can be blamed, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a situation.

Liang Hongyu sighed, and said: "You can worship, but the cause of death will not bother Lord Yang."

"Mother, you can't let him worship Daddy, he..."

As soon as Han Bilian opened her mouth, Liang Hongyu glared at her and swallowed the rest of her words.

Han Tianbiao on the side kept watching Yang Chengye coldly. Although he didn't speak, the murderous look in his eyes did not hide it.

Yang Chengye hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "If that's the case, that's fine!"

After Yang Chengye finished speaking, he bypassed Han Tianhu, took the incense handed over by the butler, bowed respectfully, and then turned and left directly.

When Yang Chengye left the Han Mansion, he could still hear Han Tianhu's angry roar, which caused the crowd outside the mansion to point and point at Yang Chengye.

Now that Liang Hongyu said so, there was no need for Yang Chengye to be cheeky. To be honest, he didn't expect Han Shizhong to die like this. Everything was unexpected.

Now Yang Chengye is busy with other things, Shen's family is destroyed, his mother Wu Ruolan is dead, the murderer has not been found yet, he can't stop.

Yang Chengye returned to Zhongyonghou's Mansion, Meng Xian'er hadn't come back yet, but the eunuch Zhang Shi walked in.

"Master Yang!"

As soon as Zhang Shi entered the gate of the mansion, he shouted in his thin voice: "The emperor declares you to enter the palace!"

Yang Chengye came out, clasped his fists to Zhang Shi and said: "Eunuch Zhang, what is the emperor looking for? I still have something to do, please go back and report, and say that I will enter the palace immediately after finishing the work."

Hearing this, Zhang Shi glanced at Yang Chengye, and said: "I said Yang Houye, the emperor summoned people, and none of them went right away. Why did he push back when he arrived at your place? Aren't you afraid of the emperor's punishment?"

Hearing Zhang Shi's words, Yang Chengye was furious immediately, what the hell are you ruining the emperor, I recognize you, you are a high and mighty Ninth Five-Year Lord, and I don't recognize you, you are nothing.

However, Yang Chengye didn't say anything, but gave Zhang Shi a murderous look, which made Zhang Shi fall into an ice cave and shudder subconsciously.

"Brother Yang, since the emperor has summoned you, I think you should go and see him."

Yue Yinping pulled Yang Chengye slightly behind him, and whispered.

Yang Chengye nodded silently, and said: "Forget it, I will go to the palace to meet the emperor!"

"Humph!"

Zhang Shi gave a cold snort, shook off the floating dust in his hands, and left Zhongyonghou's mansion dissatisfied.

Yang Chengye rode on the whirlwind and galloped towards the palace. He thought that he would return to Jiaxing after meeting Zhao Bozong as soon as possible. No matter whether he could find the murderer or not, he would let his mother and the Shen family rest in peace first.

At this moment in the palace hall, hundreds of officials gathered, all of them were silent, Zhao Bozong sat on the dragon chair and looked at the civil and military officials below.

"Masters, what do you think of Marshal Han's death?"

Zhao Bozong coughed lightly and asked in a deep voice.

"King the Emperor!"

The first one to come out was the Prime Minister Wang Boling, who only heard him say: "Marshal Han has worked hard and made great achievements. He has worked hard for the affairs of the country all his life. The emperor should praise him."

Hearing this, Zhao Bozong nodded and said: "The Prime Minister's words are reasonable, I'm here to deliver the decree."

"Marshal Han was posthumously crowned King of Tongyi County, posthumously titled Zhongwu, posthumously gifted to Grand Master, and buried in Lingyan Mountain."

Han Shizhong was indeed buried at the foot of Lingyan Mountain. According to Han Shizhong's last wish, he faced the north and looked at the northern land in the hope that future generations could recover the lost land.

Later, he was chased by Song Xiaozong as King Qi.

"Your Majesty, what about the marriage between Marquis Zhongyong and Miss Han?"

At this time, Zhang Hong, Minister of Rites, suddenly came out and said.

Zhao Bozong looked at Zhang Hong, and said in a deep voice: "Marshal Han's death was caused by this matter, so there is no need to discuss it first, and we will discuss it after the arrival of Zhongyong Hou."

"Your Majesty, Zhongyonghou Yang Chengye is waiting outside the palace."

At this time, Zhang Shi walked into the hall and saluted Zhao Bozong.

"Xuan!"

Zhang Shichao shouted outside the hall: "Xuan Zhongyonghou Yang Chengye comes to the hall!"

After Zhang Shi finished speaking, he came to stand behind Zhao Bozong.

Not long, Yang Chengye stepped into the hall, cupped his hands and said: "My minister Yang Chengye has met the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Zhao Bozong looked at Yang Chengye and asked: "Yang Aiqing, I announce that you are entering the palace to discuss with you about marriage with Miss Han."

"I have already issued a decree to give you a marriage. I hope that you will get married, but this happened unexpectedly. It's really..."

Yang Chengye clasped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, my mother was murdered a few days ago, along with my brother Shen You's family, and Marshal Han died, so let's talk about it later."

"what?"

Hearing Yang Chengye's words, Zhao Bozong was startled suddenly, and asked, "How did this happen? Do you know who the murderer is?"

A cold light flashed in Yang Chengye's eyes, and he said, "I don't know who the murderer is yet, the whole family of my brother-in-law was killed, leaving only the old housekeeper and my little nephew living in the capital."

"I want to participate in the Jiaxing magistrate's inaction. After the death of my brother-in-law, not only did I not track down the murderer, but instead sealed up all the shops and properties of the Shen family."

"Snapped!"

After hearing Yang Chengye's narration, Zhao Bozong clapped the table and said angrily: "It's unreasonable, Wang Xiong, who is the current prefect of Jiaxing?"

The Minister of the Ministry of Officials hastily stepped out and bowed: "Qizou the emperor, the current magistrate of Jiaxing is, is..."

Zhao Bozong glared at Wang Xiong and shouted, "Who is it? Why are you hesitating?"

Wang Xiong gritted his teeth and said, "It's Wang Ping!"

"Wang Ping?"

Zhao Bozong pondered for a moment, and said: "I remember that Wang Ping is your brother, and it seems that you recommended him."

"Yes Yes………"

Wang Xiong said timidly: "I am negligent, I deserve to die, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"Humph!"

Zhao Bozong snorted coldly and said, "You really deserve to die."

"Remove Wang Xiong's position as a servant of the Ministry of Officials, demote to Lingnan County, and Chaoshan County will be a county magistrate. If he has no political achievements within three years, he will be demoted to a commoner."

Hearing this, Wang Xiong's face turned pale. After decades of hard work, he finally became a servant of the official department at the age of 50, but now he was demoted from a first-rank official to a seventh-rank county magistrate by Wang Ping. If there is no miracle, I'm afraid he I'm going to spend my whole life in Chaoshan County.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiong gritted his teeth against Wang Ping.

"As for Wang Ping, Yang Aiqing thinks it should be dealt with?"

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