Chapter 291 Questioning
"Spare... the general, spare the life, the general!"

Master Wu endured the pain, got up from the ground, picked up his black gauze cap and put it on his head in a hurry, kowtowed.

Everyone was frightened by Huai Gu Jun's aura and fell silent, not daring to move.

At this time, Fan Zizheng was also flustered.

The Holy Majesty's will came suddenly, and this nobleman came even more suddenly, even the murder was so hasty, he didn't have time to think about what the problem was.

Master Wu's cries were too loud, Jun Huai had already rubbed his temples impatiently, the person who was still sitting on the seat got up without warning, kicked over the large porcelain vase placed aside, It was broken less than half a foot away from Mr. Wu, and even many pieces of porcelain hit him.

The crying stopped abruptly, Master Wu shrank aside, staggering, his face pale with fright.

Seeing this, Fan Zi knew that it was time for him to go out and make a statement.

Secretly cheering herself up, she bravely walked to Mr. Wu's side, bowed to Mr. Huai Gu, and pulled up her robe to kneel down.

"Hold on."

Huai Gu Jun leaned on the chair, propped his head on one hand, half-closed his eyes, and glanced lazily at him.

Fan Zizheng's movements froze in the air, Huai Gujun's momentum softened a little, and he stretched out his hand to help him.

"What are you doing, my lord? In terms of rank, the lower officials are not as high as your lord, but when your lord kneels down to be an official, it seems that the lower officials don't know how to behave and are bullying others."

Fan Zizheng saluted again politely, and straightened his expression.

"Little General, how is your honor?"

Huai Gu Jun's face was gloomy, his handsome sword eyebrows were furrowed, and his face showed worry.

"I don't know, the doctor is still inside, so the situation is probably not good."

After all, Huai Gu Jun stood up deftly, and he got an extra sword out of nowhere, and quickly drew it out, facing Master Wu with the cold and icy sword aura.

His eyes were full of murderous intent, and the sword pointed at Lord Wu's neck, everyone present was shocked, and Yu Guanghai, who was hidden in the crowd, was even more sore with legs and heart trembling.

Just now his neck was under the sword, and he felt that half of his foot had stepped into the palace of Hades.

Seeing the sword and the person holding the sword now, he was in a daze, whether the sword was on someone else's neck or his own.

Huai Gu Jun's eyes swept over every official present, and his calm tone seemed to remind him of his life.

"If there is something good or bad about the nobleman, you officials, big and small, in Ezhou will be buried with him, believe it or not?"

Except for Fan Zizheng, all the officials knelt and knelt together. There was no room for them to stand in the hall, and the courtyard was also a huge area.

Master Wu was weeping silently at the side. The imperial decree came, and they didn't give any buffer time. They didn't know the identity of the nobleman, and they were going to be buried with him.

He will die with regret!
Thinking of this, he didn't know where the courage came from, he straightened his neck to be close to the sword's edge, knelt on the broken porcelain pieces, endured the sharp pain from his knees, and moved closer to Huai Gujun bit by bit.

Huai Gujun's eyes became deeper and deeper, he stared expressionlessly at the eye-catching red bloodstain on Master Wu's neck, and never planned to put down his sword.

He boldly said, "I implore the general to tell you your nobleman's identity, even if you are going to die, I want to die to understand!"

The officials kneeling on the ground were startled, and they involuntarily raised their heads to glance at Mr. Wu.

Mother!
Master Wu really doesn't want to live anymore!
Huai Gu Jun raised his eyebrows, and said with a sneer, "It's still a little bit of backbone."

He approached Mr. Wu's ear, evoked a terrifying smile, and whispered: "It's a pity, you bastards, you don't deserve to know his identity."

Fan Zizheng was the closest to them, he heard these words clearly, he was heartbroken, and said: "Your Majesty, please tell me, the general, who is the nobleman."

Huai Gujun pushed Master Wu away, withdrew the sword in his hand, and put it back into the scabbard, all the movements were done in one go.

He just looked at Fan Zizheng like this, thinking of what Master said in the letter, his heart gradually became angry.

Still, reason prevailed.

"Since Mr. Fan has also spoken, I will let everyone know."

As he spoke, he used his internal strength to raise the volume to ensure that all officials inside and outside the hall could hear him.

"Listen, the Sixth Prince was ordered by His Majesty to act on behalf of the Dali Temple to preside over the incident that Xiarui City official Ji Youcheng colluded with wealthy businessmen to kill innocent people. He is also here to monitor the resolution of the plague in Xiarui City. I am escorting you with the Royal Guards. I didn’t expect to be safe all the way, but when I entered Xiarui City, someone took advantage of it. Everyone, touch the heads on your necks and think carefully, whether it is enough for the Holy One to cut you off.”

Hearing this, everyone gasped, their minds went blank.

Six princes?
The Holy Majesty even sent his own prince to inspect!

He is still a weak and sickly prince who cannot walk all year round!
Are you serious?
Everyone wanted to cry, but the Holy One could have directly charged them with a crime and cut them off, yet he even sent the weak and sick prince over...

Well, Your Majesty has a heart.

Although the sixth prince is the most unfavorable prince in the capital, he was the one who the emperor intended to be the prince.

Many years have passed, although the emperor does not want to see the sixth prince, he has never established a prince after all!

Does letting him come to Ezhou suddenly mean that the emperor still has thoughts about Concubine Song in his heart?
hiss!
Difficult!
The lives of the whole family are in jeopardy!

Fan Zizheng did not expect that the emperor would send his son with the weakest physique. Does this show that he still attaches great importance to his son, or...intentionally let him die here?
Your heart is unpredictable.

"Master Fan, I want to hear what Master Fan thinks about this matter."

Fan Zizheng was still thinking far away, when he was suddenly named, he had to say: "General, the Sixth Prince was in such a catastrophe when he first arrived in Ezhou. It's because the lower officials didn't take good care of him. The lower officials will definitely report this matter to you in detail. Your Majesty, my subordinates are waiting for you, but let your Majesty be the master!"

"it is good!"

Huai Gu Jungao shouted: "The lower officials appreciate Mr. Fan's frankness, sincerity, and fearlessness. What about the other officials?"

All the officials looked at each other in blank dismay, what else could they do, the prince was injured, it was impossible for them to cover up such a thing even if they wanted to.

It's better to take the initiative to admit your mistakes to the Holy One and express your attitude. Although the Holy One is famous as a tyrant, but for a prince of little value, no one with a little sense will do it to kill a state official at once.

If you want to stay out of it, someone must first come forward to take the blame.

Thinking of this, almost all officials looked at Yu Guanghai who wanted to lower his sense of existence.

Yu Guanghai's heart skipped a beat, he vaguely saw the god of death waving to him, and the blood on his face faded instantly.

Jun Huai also followed the gaze of the crowd, and smiled contemptuously at Yu Guanghai's frightened eyes.

They are all people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. For their own benefit, they will not hesitate to push others out.

Look, the selfishness of human nature is fully reflected!
(End of this chapter)

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