After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

That night in the third grade of junior high school.

The lights in Huangguo's study room stayed on all night.

Almost everyone in Dahuang City stayed up all night.

The City Defense Department arrested many people, all of whom were from Ning.

This naturally includes those at Yuelai Inn.

The whole city has fallen silent, and even the fire in the fireworks alley by the Yinma River has been extinguished.

Only the cold wind blows.

Blow those ashes flying all over the sky.

Just like the Central Plains people's memorial ceremony during the Qingming Festival.

The battle in the palace's criminal department has naturally ended, and there are no more jeering roars or noises.

Those who are dead are dead as hell.

Those who were injured were all sent to Tai Hospital. The most busy people at this time were the imperial doctors in Tai Hospital.

Half of these imperial doctors were invited from the Central Plains, and half were found from the barren people.

Zhongyuan's medical skills are quite particular. The injuries of these wounded people vary in severity. They are all traumatic injuries, so the treatment is a bit slow.

But those desert doctors did this job very quickly——

Aren't they just missing arms and legs?
Sprinkle a little of Huangren's special herbal powder, tie it with a linen tape and throw it away. As for life or death...then let fate take its course.

The punishment department still has the largest number of people.

They were all the surviving officials from the Ministry of Punishment and the guards from the City Defense Department.

Although they are alive, they seem dead——

They were cleaning the battlefield in silence.

This is a shocking battlefield!
These barren people dare to swear that this is the most brutal battlefield they have ever seen in their lives.

none of them!

Because it was really a river of blood!
As far as the eye can see, it’s like hell on earth!

None of the bodies were complete.

Some were blown to pieces by fireworks, and some were cut in half by Ning Ren's knife.

Many of them were even disemboweled and their intestines were spilled all over the floor.

As a result, those cleaning the battlefield couldn't stand the bloody scene. They dropped the corpses in their hands and ran to a ruined wall. They squatted on the ground and vomited wildly.

The huge punishment department was already filthy.

The imperial study room is some distance from the punishment department.

But Yu Wenfeng still smelled the smell of blood in the air.

The roof of the imperial study room was gone, and Yu Wenfeng had no intention of going to any other palace.

He actually asked the guards to tidy up the roofless imperial study room, and then sat at the tea table.

Also made a pot of tea.

Yu Wenchang, Minister of the Ministry of War, stood with his head bowed in fear.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at Yuwenfeng.

He knew Yu Wenfeng very well.

The emperor is making tea at this time...

This does not mean that the emperor is still interested in drinking tea!

This was just the emperor holding all the anger in his heart. In order to prevent the anger in his chest from exploding, he had to find something else to divert his anger.

Therefore, the emperor twisted a lot when he twisted the tea!
This pot of tea will definitely be very bitter when brewed.

After he put the tea into the teapot, he took his hand back and put it back on his lap under the tea table as casually as before.

His hand is on the tea table!

His fingers were not bent naturally, but turned into fists!
By the light of the wind lantern, Yu Wenchang could even faintly see the bulging veins on the back of Yu Wenfeng's hands jumping.

The roofless imperial study room should have been very transparent, but at the moment it was extremely depressing. Even Prince Rui Yuwenji who was sitting beside him did not dare to say a word of comfort at this time.

If this fails, it will ignite the emperor's anger.

The emperor might cut off Yu Wenchang's head with one strike!

At this time, there are two people who can calm the emperor's anger——

One is Zhongxiang.

The other one is the Queen. The Queen is pregnant, so it would be inappropriate to invite her to the harem at this time.

The best thing is to invite Prime Minister Zhong to come.

Speaking of such a big commotion tonight, all the civil and military officials of the court entered the palace, but why didn't Prime Minister Zhong come to the palace?

Prince Rui Yuwenji became a little worried.

So, he wanted to get up and go outside to tell the guards to visit the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But at this moment Yu Wenfeng spoke.

No snarling.

Not even a hint of anger could be heard.

But the more this happens, the more terrifying it is!
Just like the sky before the storm in this wasteland.

"Donger, the Minister of Punishment, committed suicide by hanging from a beam?"

Yu Wenchang had been bowing, and then he responded in a low voice: "Back to the emperor, that's right."

Yu Wenfeng leaned back slightly, raised his head slightly, and looked through the roofless room to the crescent moon in the sky that was gradually sinking to the west.

"Dongor is somewhat self-aware!"

Yu Wenchang was shocked. What does this mean... I don't know myself? !

"Your Majesty, I, I will wait until this matter is investigated clearly... let the Emperor do as he pleases."

Yu Wenfeng still didn't look at him.

"Where is your son Yuwen Lang?"

"...Back to the Emperor, Quanzi...Quanzi rushed over with his troops as soon as there was an explosion by the Yinma River."

"I just happened to see those bandits setting off fireworks."

"He He……"

Yu Wenchang's voice was trembling, and his hands hanging down unconsciously pinched the hem of his clothes.

"He tried to stop it, but he was killed by those bandits."

Yu Wenfeng was slightly moved, "Oh... I remember you are the only son..."

He did not continue.

He changed the topic:
"How many Ning people who entered the city died?"

"Back to the Emperor, three are dead!"

"That means... there are still five left alive... plus one Wang Zheng Jinzhong, that means six left."

Yu Wenchang didn't dare to say anything, because there were seven people leaving!

One of them is Centurion Hamuling of the 11th Battalion of the Inner City of the City Defense Department!
Yu Wenfeng withdrew his gaze and looked at the boiling teapot on the table.

The strong smell of tea floated in the air, finally diluting the bloody smell a lot.

"I heard that you arrested all the Ning people in the city?"

"Back to the Emperor, I thought...these Ning people could enter the city quietly and even know our Dahuang City very well. This means that there must be their spies among the Ning people in the city!"

Yu Wenfeng raised his eyes and looked at Yu Wenchang, "Let them all go!"

"Why...why?"

"For no reason, the queen is also a Ningren. She is pregnant. I don't want to make this matter too big and make her worry about those Ningren."

"...My lord, I obey your order!"

"I heard that Shen Peiyu, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, was also seriously injured... I don't understand. How could Ning Ren Jie hurt Shen Peiyu, who had just returned to the Ministry of Revenue?"

"Back to the emperor, this is because the first fireworks set off by the gangster were thrown away by Mr. Gu Xifeng's sword."

"This firework just happened to fly to the Ministry of Finance, and Shen Shangshu came back...it was considered an accidental injury."

"...Oh, I understand, you can go down."

Yu Wenchang finally let go of his anxious heart.

He bowed to leave, and then Rui Wang Yuwenji asked:
"Your Majesty, I think we should let Chief Yuwen interrogate those Ning people."

Yuwenfeng laughed:
"Can't stand trial!"

"Why?"

A voice came from the door of the royal study: "Is it because of the old minister?"

Come, Uncle Zhong! (End of chapter)