After picking up the White Cut Black Prince

That night, inside Yuhui Hall.

Chunfeng and Dongyue had just finished reporting what Song Yusheng had asked them to check that day, and came out from the inner room together.

After Dongyue came out, he hurried to find Xiahua.

Dongyue pulled Xiahua and asked, "No, tell me quickly, has the master had any good news these days, got promoted, made a fortune, and married a wife? Why does he look different from the past few days? You don't know, when I go into the inner room, I always see him having fun alone. Don't you think it's scary? It's so scary. I'm worried that he has been possessed by some evil spirit."

Ever since Wen Chu left, the entire Yuhui Hall has fallen into a dead silence. Although Song Yusheng is no longer guarding the place as tightly as before and not letting anyone in, and Song Liqing often comes to see Song Yusheng, Song Yusheng never seems to be angry. He is extremely cold and has nothing to do except to keep himself busy with official business all day long.

But since a few days ago, I don’t know what happened that made his iceberg melt and it’s like spring.

Dongyue and Chunfeng were busy with other things, but Xiahua had always been by Song Yusheng's side, so she should know about these things.

Xia Hua thought about it and was about to say: You are not allowed to talk nonsense about the master.

But Dong Yue stopped him first. He said, "It's okay. It's just you and me here. Please, talk to me."

Xia Hua was also a man who could not stand being tempered. After hearing what he said, he was silent for a moment and then spoke out. He said, "That day, when Wen Chu prayed for rain, the master was there too. I don't know what they talked about. Anyway, the atmosphere was pretty good."

As expected, Dong Yue guessed it. It was Wen Chu. If it wasn’t her, who else could have so absorbed his mind?

He muttered, "I really don't know what's so good about her that the master would worry about her so much."

Dongyue just didn't understand how a powerful man like Song Yusheng could control love into this state.

He thought of something and slapped his thigh, "Tell me, tell me, could it be that this little Taoist priest has cast a spell on the master?"

The more Dong Yue thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. He said, "No, I have to go and tell the master about this. That little Taoist priest has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. It's hard to predict."

Xia Hua looked at Dong Yueruo like an idiot, so he pulled him back and reminded him, "If you want to be whipped again, just say so, and don't say I didn't warn you."

Xia Hua had said all he wanted to say. If Dong Yue wanted to commit suicide, he couldn’t stop her.

Dongyue listened to the advice, but after hearing this, she dared not say anything else. She muttered a few words and left.

*
The next morning the sun was shining brightly. After Wen Chu woke up, she was still a little groggy, so the queen came to the side hall early to look for her.

Wen Chu was half asleep when she saw Empress Xiaoyi sitting down excitedly beside her bed.

Wen Chu didn't know what was going on until the queen said to her, "You know, yesterday your father asked someone to build a temple for you to gather blessings. Originally, the ministers wanted to shirk their responsibility and didn't want your father to build it, but when the incident of you praying for rain came out, they had nothing to say. You went to bed early yesterday, so I didn't have time to tell you."

Wen Chu was still a little confused. How could she have a temple built for her as soon as she woke up? She was a little stunned and subconsciously asked, "Does the emperor still have money?"

Wen Chu's worries were not without reason. Over the years, out of ten taels of silver, He's party took six taels, the emperor took two taels, and the remaining two taels went into the national treasury.

The natural disasters were so severe recently, and Emperor Linghui also sent out a lot of disaster relief grain. Where would he get the money to repair it?

When the Queen heard Wen Chu's words, she laughed. She tapped her head and said, "No matter how much your father was bullied, he was still the emperor. Besides, the temple was built for you as a reward for praying for rain. It was paid for by the national treasury. Silly child, why worry about it? But don't do such a thing again next time. You are gambling with the sky. I let you win this time, but if you lose next time, you, a face-saving little rascal, will have to die."

The word "luck" was the most frightening. Even if there was a slight possibility that she would lose the bet, the queen was unwilling to let her gamble.

Wen Chu listened to the queen's mumbling and didn't know when he was attached to her again.

The smell on the queen's body was very similar to the smell in her childhood memory, but now there was a slight smell of medicine mixed on her body.

As soon as Wen Chu lay in her arms, it was as if he had returned to his childhood.

Her body was so soft that Wen Chu felt sleepy again as soon as he lay on it. He closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep again.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, the queen reached out and pinched her face.

"Still sleeping, you damn child, why do you want to stay in bed as soon as you get the chance?"

The queen scolded with a smile, but the doting in her tone almost overflowed.

The maids beside them also felt that the scene of the mother and daughter dating was too beautiful, and their eyes were wet unconsciously. They were all old people who followed Empress Xiaoyi, and they also knew how the Empress felt about Wen Chu.

The queen often had nightmares, dreaming of Wen Chu and Concubine De. She dreamed of the suffering they had endured in the past, and once she dreamed of it, she would never be able to sleep well that night again. Over the years, she was constantly tortured by these dreams one after another.

Fortunately, the person finally came back.

The queen felt that the feeling of Wen Chu lying in her arms was a little unreal. When she saw that she had stopped moving, she knew that she had fallen asleep again, so she pinched her to wake her up.

Wen Chu regained some consciousness. She got up from the queen's body, rubbed her face, and finally became a little more sober.

The queen looked at her like this and asked, "I remember when you were little, you loved to sleep like this too. Yinrong woke up early and always liked to bring you to Kunning Palace when you were still sleeping."

When Wen Chu was young, he slept on both sides of Kunning Palace and Deming Palace. In the palace, besides the emperor, the only person who was willing to have a blind date with Concubine De was the empress.

Sometimes, Concubine De couldn't stand the loneliness, so she often took Wen Chu to Kunning Palace early in the morning. The two of them talked and laughed there, drank tea and chatted. Many times, they would take advantage of the early morning to go to a place in the palace with a wide view to watch the sunrise. At this time, Wen Chu would usually sleep in bed.

The Queen thought of Concubine De, and her heart was in an uncontrollable pain. She suppressed her sadness and asked, "What happened to you later? Did you stay in bed like this during the time you were not in the palace?"

Wen Chu thought about it, shook his head and said, "Not bad, I got used to getting up early later."

She saw the queen's distress and said with ease: "We are back to where we were before and have returned to our old habits."

The queen's eyes are very beautiful, like a pool of autumn water, calm and gentle, and will not change at all because of her age or anything else.

But at this moment, these beautiful eyes were filled with tears.

Wen Chu felt a little regretful. If he had known earlier, he would not stay in this bed. Somehow, he reminded the queen of the past again.

She said, "Mother, don't be sad. I'm back now. Think about it, I'm living a good life now. Mother, father, and brother are all here. You all treat me so well. It's really good. People have to look forward. I look forward, and you should look forward with me."

When the queen heard this, the tears that had been welling up in her eyes suddenly fell down.

She has grown up, really grown up. All the changes over the years have made her become like this.
Is it a good thing or a bad thing?

To put it in a positive way, she is indeed much more resilient than before. To put it in a negative way, the price she paid is too high.

The queen covered her mouth and coughed twice, then said with a smile, "Okay, let's look forward, mother and you, let's look forward."

Now that people are back, why do you keep bringing up the sad things in the past?

Wen Chu had also started to get up and dress. She heard the queen coughing and asked, "Is your mother's illness still not completely healed? Why do I hear you coughing so often these days?"

"Same old, no problem, no life-threatening."

Wen Chu even stopped putting on his clothes, "Why is it not a problem? Why can't it kill me? This is how a minor illness turns into a major one. What do the doctors say?"

It's not like the imperial doctors hadn't examined the queen's illness before, but her illness was a mental one that had been accumulated for years. Even if Wen Chu came back, it would be difficult for her to get better, and there was no other way except to endure it.

Just when the queen was thinking about how to fool Wen Chu, a report came from outside.

"Welcome the Emperor!"

"Welcome to the Crown Prince!"

When the Queen saw the Emperor and the Crown Prince coming, she knew that this was the solution to her problem. She urged Wen Chu to get up and went outside first.

Wen Chu changed his clothes quickly, washed up, and went out.

As soon as she went out, she heard the voice of Emperor Linghui. He said, "I dreamed of Yinrong last night. She finally came to see me again. She said she was worried about Xiaochu, but with our illness, I'm afraid we won't live for many more years. When we go to the underworld, we will stare at each other. What shall we do?"

Wen Chu knew that they were not in good health, but he didn't know it had reached this point. Why were they talking about dying now?

Wen Chu heard the queen talking, and she said, "It's okay to live for a few years. Who told you to treat yourself like this in the past few years? I can't blame you, and you will feel uncomfortable if I say it."

Emperor Linghui also knew that taking elixirs was harmful to the body, but he had no hope in living. He was originally looking forward to death, but now it was too late to regret.

He waved his hand and said, "Stop scolding me."

The relationship between Emperor Linghui and Empress Xiaoyi was more like friends than a couple.

If we say that Emperor Linghui married Xiaoyi, it was naturally unwilling, after all, it was not from his heart. And how could Empress Xiaoyi be willing to marry into the imperial palace? At that age, she was sent to the deep palace to be the mistress of the people and the wife of a man who did not love her at all.

She was born into a military family, so she was naturally arrogant. However, her arrogance had long been worn away bit by bit in the deep palace.

In the end, what else can we do but accept it.

When the two were sad, Li Weiyan spoke up at the right time, "If the Queen Mother and the Emperor are worried about my younger sister, I think Song Yusheng is not a bad choice."

When Song Yusheng was mentioned, the two men immediately looked at him.

Emperor Linghui spoke first: "Don't think I don't know. You are on good terms with him. Did he whisper something in your ear? Are you trying to use your sister's influence to make Song Yusheng love you wholeheartedly?"

Li Weiyan said: "Father is wronged, and I really am not. I just miss Song Yusheng. Although what he did in the past was a bit too extreme, I have been with him for many years and I think he is a gentleman. He can protect Xiao Chu. Xiao Chu saved me, and I miss him more than anyone else.
Be good to her."

If Li Weiyan really wanted to do this for her own good, it would be inappropriate for him to say such things. Song Yu was born between Wen and Chu. In their opinion, how could she be easily forgiven?

Moreover, if Song Yusheng and Wen Chu were on good terms, they would naturally help Li Weiyan to ascend to the throne. Therefore, it is no wonder that Emperor Lai Linghui thought that way.

Before Emperor Linghui could speak, the Queen said, "If you want her to be well, don't try to persuade her. No one else can interfere with what's going on between them, and it's useless to persuade anyone. It's useless to persuade Song Yusheng to give up, and it's useless to persuade Xiaochu to accept it. As relatives, it's natural for us to want her to be well, but wanting her to be well doesn't mean pushing her to another man to protect her, understand? Once this kind of relationship begins, your sister will always be inferior to others."

"Your mother is right." After listening to the queen's words, Emperor Linghui looked up at Li Weiyan and continued, "You are a thoughtful person. You usually think about so many things. Can't you figure this out?"

Emperor Linghui's voice sounded emotionless, but it still pierced Li Weiyan's chest. He was a man of deep thoughts. Anyway, in his eyes, he was so scheming. No matter what he said or did, he felt that he had other purposes.

Li Weiyan's expression remained normal. He had heard these words many times over the years, so why couldn't he get used to them?

Seeing that Emperor Linghui started to say bad things about Li Weiyan again, Wen Chu no longer hid over there to listen. She walked up to them, stood behind Li Weiyan, and put her hands on his shoulders.

If she was younger, she would often stick to Li Weiyan's back, but now her age is not suitable, and Wen Chu can no longer do intimate things with Li Weiyan like they did when they were children.

But while the three of them were here, Wen Chu was the only one standing behind Li Weiyan, which undoubtedly told Emperor Linghui that she was very close to this brother.

In her own way, she wanted to support Li Weiyan and asked Emperor Linghui to treat him better and stop saying hurtful words to him.

Li Weiyan only felt Wen Chu's hand on his shoulder, pressing it so hard that it was burning hot. Although there was a lot of clothes between them, he felt that the temperature of her palm was like a branding iron, burning the skin under his clothes.

Emperor Linghui knew what Wen Chu was thinking. He snorted and said with a dissatisfied look, "From childhood to adulthood, you have always been clinging to your brother. What's wrong with saying a few words to him? I asked you to protect him like this."

Wen Chu said dissatisfiedly: "Don't say it, just don't say it. My brother is my brother, if my father doesn't feel sorry for him, I will."

Wen Chu's words were very serious, without a trace of pretense.

Emperor Linghui knew that she and Li Weiyan had a good relationship, just from the fact that she blocked an arrow for him that day. Since she said so, why would he embarrass Li Weiyan again?

He said, "I understand, I understand. I won't talk about it anymore."

Li Weiyan's mind was full of thoughts, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. He finally came back to his senses and smiled, "Xiao Chu, sit down."

Wen Chu listened to his words and sat next to him.

She was a little surprised as to why the two of them came here so early in the morning. She asked, "Father, what are you doing here so early?"

Emperor Linghui asked, "Why can't you come if there's nothing else?"

"No, I don't think so."

The palace maid had already brought up breakfast from the side, and Wen Chu answered while eating breakfast.

When Emperor Linghui heard her say this, he stopped talking nonsense and just nodded towards Li Weiyan. He said, "It's nothing. It's your sister-in-law. When she heard that you were back, she insisted on sending you some gifts. But she's been pregnant recently and can't move around, so she asked your brother to send them. It just so happened that your brother was discussing something with me in the Qianqing Palace. When he told me about this, I came along."

Whenever Li Weiyan mentioned his wife and children, there was indescribable tenderness in his eyes, and one could imagine how loving their relationship was.

Wen Chu was a little surprised when she heard that the Crown Princess was pregnant. She had seen her several times before, but she had never seen such obvious signs of pregnancy in her belly. Who would have known that at this time, she was already unable to move around.

"So that's how it is." She said to Li Weiyan, "Then my brother must go back and thank my sister-in-law for me."

"nature."

After Wen Chu finished speaking, the few of them sat together and chatted for a long time. When the family was in a peaceful mood, a young eunuch suddenly came hurriedly outside the hall. He whispered something into Emperor Linghui's ear, and Emperor Linghui's face suddenly turned ugly.

He frowned and asked, "Dengwen drum, what does he do by beating the Dengwen drum?"

The other three were immediately attracted by these words.

The queen asked, "Who is beating the drum?"

Anyone who beats the drum for hearing news, no matter if he is rich or poor, high or low in social status, can directly meet the emperor. This is the rule set by Taizu after he founded the country.

However, when Taizu established this rule, he wanted the people to have a place to speak, to express their grievances, and to make it convenient for them to file complaints with the emperor.

However, after Emperor Linghui ascended the throne, the Empress Dowager made the excuse that many people beat the drum for no reason, and the young emperor was still young and did not have the energy and ability to deal with these trivial matters. So she set up a rule that only when there was a serious grievance would the drum be beaten, and that after beating the drum, the emperor would first be beaten with thirty sticks to show that the matter was serious.

As soon as this rule came out, fewer and fewer people came to beat the drum to report reports. Besides, since the emperor was so incompetent, why would they bother beating the drum for fun? The drum had been gathering dust for more than a decade.

But today, it was said that the drum for reporting was struck.

Several people were somewhat surprised and curious about who it was.

Emperor Linghui said: "Huang Jian."

The young eunuch asked, "Your Majesty, what should we do?"

Emperor Linghui knew what Huang Jian was up to. It was nothing more than because He Hong and his gang were corrupt and taking bribes. But was it necessary for him to beat the drum for this matter? He beat the drum just to risk his life.

Emperor Linghui said, "Tell him to go back and stop hitting that thing. Tell the people on duty there today to keep their mouths shut and not let anyone know about this."

The young eunuch left after receiving the order from Emperor Linghui, and he quickly conveyed the words of Emperor Linghui.

But after a while, he came back very quickly. He was running back and forth and sweating a lot on his forehead. One reason was tiredness, and the other was fear. He reported Huang Jian's words to Emperor Linghui and said, "No, Your Majesty! Huang Jian is like crazy. He refuses to leave. He also said that this drum was left by Taizu and no one can destroy it or stop him."

Emperor Linghui slammed the table and stood up when he heard this.

"He's so rebellious! Fine, fine, he must die, he must give up his life, tell him to knock! Then let him knock, no one can stop him!"

Is Huang Jian crazy? He has to offend them so blatantly? He must be living too comfortably, and he always stirs up trouble to make himself uncomfortable.

Emperor Linghui was so angry that he paced back and forth in Kunning Palace.

Wen Chu could see that Emperor Linghui didn't really want anything to happen to Huang Jian. After all, people like Huang Jian were rare.

Even after so many years, there are people who still stick to their original intentions and are willing to sacrifice their own lives. Even Emperor Linghui himself cannot compare to them.

Emperor Linghui didn't have so many options, and after his failure, he chose the simplest one, which was to live a miserable life. But Huang Jian, even now, still wanted to follow in the footsteps of the Grand Tutor.

Wen Chu was also a little anxious. After thinking about it, she took out a few more copper coins from her sleeve.

Li Weiyan noticed her actions and asked, "What are you doing? What do you want to count?"

Wen Chu looked at him and said softly, "I just want to calculate whether Huang Jian can get what he wants today."

Wen Chu closed his eyes and threw the coin. The coin landed on the table, making a crisp sound, and it went back and forth three times.

Emperor Linghui heard the sound and stopped to look at the hexagram on the table.

After knowing that Wen Chu had thrown the coin, Li Weiyan asked, "How is it, is it good or bad?"

Wen Chu looked at the hexagram with a serious expression.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Li Weiyan became anxious and said, "Xiao Chu, speak."

Emperor Linghui, who had not spoken for a long time, paused for a moment after seeing the hexagram. He had practiced Taoism for many years and understood a little about these things, so he knew whether it was good or bad.

He understood the hexagram and finally stopped hesitating and strode out of the hall.

Wen Chu watched Emperor Linghui leave and finally spoke.

"good luck."

According to the hexagram, Huang Jian will have great luck on this trip and will get what he wants.

But what exactly is his wish?

Emperor Linghui once shared a request with Huang Jian, and he knew best what Huang Jian wanted.

But he also knew that if he really got what he wanted today, the end would be bad. So, when he saw the hexagram, he was so eager to go out.

Wen Chu didn't have time to think about it and followed immediately.

Li Weiyan followed, and the queen also wanted to go and see, but was dissuaded by Li Weiyan, who said, "The queen mother is not in good health. I will come back to see what happened to you."

The queen thought so too, nodded, and warned: "Watch your sister carefully."

Li Weiyan nodded in agreement and followed him out immediately.

*
It is strictly forbidden for civilians to approach the Meridian Gate. At this moment, there is no one else here except the officers and soldiers.

Emperor Linghui could hear the sound of Huang Jian beating the drum and his shouting at the top of his lungs from a long distance away.

Perhaps because he had been shouting for too long, his voice had become hoarse.

But his accusation could still be clearly heard.

"I want to sue, I have been wronged! Heaven is above, the Emperor of Heaven and Earth, the people have been wronged, and the people want justice!"

Huang Jian's voice was so loud that it could be heard throughout the Meridian Gate.

The officers and soldiers around him felt their eyelids twitching. They never thought that this man would be so desperate. They were listening to his words and felt uneasy just standing there.

Everyone was surprised to see Emperor Linghui coming. Over the years, Emperor Linghui used the excuse of practicing Taoism, not attending court, and not wanting to see ministers. He stayed in the Qianqing Palace all day long. But they didn't expect that he would come to the Meridian Gate today just for this person.

The people around hurriedly saluted, and the entire Meridian Gate was immediately filled with shouts of "Long live the emperor!"

Emperor Linghui ignored him and strode up to Huang Jian.

Huang Jian heard the aggressive footsteps behind him, but he did not turn around. Instead, his hand holding the hammer gradually dropped to his side.

Emperor Linghui's voice was filled with anger. He said, "Huang Qingwei! Let me ask you, what do you want to do?"

After hearing this, Huang Jian finally turned around. He did not answer Emperor Linghui's words, but just knelt down to pay his respects.

"Long live the emperor! Long live the emperor!"

His voice was already very hoarse, but these few words alone carried a hint of sadness.

Huang Jian is exactly the same as Wen Lilian.

The same stubbornness, the same obstinacy, once they decide on something, they will do it and will not change until they die.

Emperor Linghui thought of his tutor again. He could no longer endure this torture, so he snatched the hammer from his hand and smashed it aside.

"Don't knock, I told you not to knock!"

Huang Jian said: "Your Majesty, it's too late. It's too late. They are coming."

Emperor Linghui knew who he was talking about.

He said, "Get out, get out now!"

Emperor Linghui saw that he refused to move and actually tried to pull him away.

"Go away! Go away right now! I will pretend that nothing happened today!"

Huang Jian was also quite stubborn at this time, and actually resisted the king. He said: "No, I can't leave. I have been unable to leave for a long time."

When the Grand Tutor died, he was also trapped in the Golden Palace, and the rest of his life was wasted.

How could he walk? Every step he took felt like it weighed a thousand pounds. He was surrounded by layers of shackles. Where could he go?

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Emperor Linghui said to the soldiers beside him: "Come here! Drag him away! Drag him away!"

His tone was urgent, as if there was a ferocious beast chasing him and he would die if he was late.

However, it was too late.

The Queen Mother's voice came from behind.

"Where to drag him? Since the drum has been struck, Emperor, why don't you respond?"

Her voice was neither hurried nor slow, but it touched everyone's heart.

The Empress Dowager was accompanied by He Hong and Fang Xiu, who were at her side.

Three people with very noble status in the entire Dazhao, the inner court, the harem, and the outer court were standing together at this moment.

One can imagine what ended up happening to Huang Jian.

The Queen Mother said, "It is the rule set by our ancestors that one must beat the drum to report the incident, but must not take any action. What are you doing? It is reasonable and legal!"

Emperor Linghui was questioned by her, but he remained unmoved, "So what if it's against etiquette! After all these years, do I still care about shitty etiquette! Mother, you are going to force me again, and when will you force me?! Isn't it enough? The whole Dazhao is in your hands, is it still not enough! I just want a person, is it so difficult? It's so difficult. You forced the tutor to death, what do you want to do now? Kill him too? Mother, I don't understand, I will never understand even if I die, I am your child, why do you treat me like this!"

What's the point of talking about love between the royal family?

Emperor Linghui had long known the true face of the Empress Dowager. He said this at this moment only to evoke the last bit of mother-son affection between him and her based on their blood relationship.

He still wanted to save Huang Jian.

However, not surprisingly.
Emperor Linghui's strenuous questioning did not make the Empress Dowager feel soft-hearted or fearful at all. She even found it very funny that Emperor Linghui was about to collapse, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She touched her neatly done bun and said, "I told you, that's the rule left by our ancestors, it can't be abolished, and it has nothing to do with the mother-son relationship between you and me. He must say whatever he wants to say, and he must not miss a single stroke of the thirty lashes he deserves."

Huang Jian didn't wait for Emperor Linghui to continue speaking, and said first: "I accept it, I am willing to accept it!"

Thirty lashes of the cane could be fatal if the person doing the beating is very ruthless.

And the Empress Dowager was right next to him, how could he let him survive those thirty beatings?

Emperor Linghui was extremely disappointed, and when he looked at the Empress Dowager, there was only disgust in his eyes.

He saw that Huang Jian was determined to die and refused to give in. So there was no way he could save this man today.

It's always like this, it's like this again!
Huang Jian said: "I can take the beating, I can give up my life, but I want to file a complaint first! I have an injustice to say!"

He Hong sneered when he heard Huang Jian say this, "Bullshit, first get the stick, then accuse! How can there be any logic in accusing first and then getting the stick!? I've seen a lot of people like you, you want to escape the stick, right?"

"Who says it can't be done?"

A clear voice was heard.

Everyone looked in the direction of the person who was speaking, and saw Song Yusheng, dressed in a crimson official uniform, walking towards them from not far away.

He Hong said: "That's how it is. Just because you are the Minister of Dali Temple, you can talk nonsense? It was written in black and white. Beat him first and then accuse him!"

How could He Hong and the others let Huang Jian open his mouth? They knew what he was going to say just by thinking about it. If they really let him open his mouth, they would be in trouble. The best thing to do was to beat him to death first and not give him the chance to speak at all.

He never expected that Song Yusheng would come to meddle in the fun again, but knowing that he was a member of the Crown Prince's party, he took this opportunity to stab them in the back, which was a very profitable opportunity.

How could He Hong let him have his way?

He said, "The Dali Temple Minister is well versed in criminal law, so he should know the word 'law' even better. He should not be defeated by emotions. He can't just say that it's okay because you say so. Then is there still the word 'law' in this world?"

He Hong is now still talking about the word "king's law". He is the one who least cares about these two words.

Song Yusheng said, "I wouldn't dare to speak nonsense about something written in black and white, but there is another line of words behind this law. Sir, have you forgotten it?"

Not only He Hong didn't remember, few people present also remembered.

Li Weiyan knew what Song Yusheng meant, and he added: "Except for those who have signed a life and death agreement."

The implication was that as long as Huang Jian signed a life and death statement, he could first make the accusation and then be beaten with thirty sticks. If he dared to escape, he would be killed directly.

He Hong and his companions were choked by these words and ultimately had nothing to say. The Empress Dowager revealed some viciousness and looked at Huang Jian.

She said, "Okay, someone get some paper and pen and sign a life and death agreement!"

Huang Jian didn't say anything and quickly wrote a death statement.

He put down his pen and immediately knelt before Emperor Linghui.

"I want to sue the Minister of Revenue Lin Luo and the Minister of Works He Hong for corruption and bribery!"

Huang Jian was almost roaring when he said this.

Everyone already knew it and knew that he would tell about it.

But even though I had guessed it a long time ago, I still felt a little shocked when he said it directly.

The sky was full of white clouds and the sky was clear. After the rain in September, it suddenly became autumn and the air was full of coolness.

He Hong said: "You are slandering me! You must provide evidence for everything you say. Do you think you can just spread rumors just by opening and closing your mouth?"

Huang Jian was not to be outdone, "Evidence, evidence is everywhere! The rice has been poured into your pockets again and again. Do you think what you did is perfect? ​​You exposed all the loopholes in your actions, and you thought you could cover it up. So much relief grain has been given out from the palace, but I ask you, why, why is it that the people are eating mud and sand? Why, why are there so many hungry and cold babies in the whole capital! You say I am spreading rumors, just grab anyone on the street and ask them if what I said is true! He Hong, Lord He! He did much more than that. I will also sue him for trafficking children, imprisoning boys and girls, raping and killing people, and committing blood debts!"

He Hong didn't expect that Huang Jian would dare to bring up this matter. He was so angry that he wanted to kick Huang Jian to death. He did have this plan, but as soon as he moved, he was grabbed by Song Yusheng's arm.

Song Yusheng looked at He Hong with a smile and asked, "Master He, are you so angry because you were exposed?"

Seeing Song Yusheng like this, He Hong felt guilty. He said angrily, "Why should I feel guilty? How can you not be angry when you are framed for no reason?!"

Song Yusheng said: "It's a lie anyway, why should I be angry?"

He Hong was choked by these words, and for a moment he didn't even know how to refute.

The Queen Mother thought he was embarrassing herself and said, "Why are you so calm? Come back. If you did it, it's done. If you didn't do it, it's not done. You are upright, what are you afraid of?"

As soon as the Queen Mother said this, she wanted to strip them completely.

As if he really had a clear conscience.

Huang Jian said: "It doesn't matter. Whether it is true or false, the law will always tell. But, let me ask you, why, why was the porridge for disaster relief a few days ago all water and mud?"

"Who said it was water mixed with mud?! Go ask, who said it was water mixed with mud?"

He Hong said angrily, "Go, find someone on the street and bring him here! I want to ask who said there was mud in the porridge."

The soldier who was called did not dare to delay and quickly went to find someone.

Two or three people were brought here one after another. When they saw the emperor they often cursed standing in front of them, they were so scared that their legs began to tremble. Before they were told to kneel down, their knees had already fallen to the ground.

As for the "emperor", you are far away from him, so it doesn't matter how much he curses you. But when he stands in front of you, you still have to bow your head and obey him.

Before they could say anything, He Hong had already strode forward, grabbed a man by the collar, pointed at Huang Jian, and asked, "Let me ask you, he said that the relief food in the city was mud porridge mixed with sand, is this true?"

He Hong was so angry that he felt like he wanted to spit out two balls of fire from his nostrils.

The person who was being pulled looked in the direction of his finger, at Huang Jian. He had caused a big fuss that day, and half of the people in Kyoto knew about it, including him.

But he withdrew his gaze and looked at He Hong in front of him. Hearing his questioning, it was clear to him what was going on.

The person in front of me might be the one who coveted the disaster relief food.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he saw He Hong's warning look, he closed his mouth again.

If he told her, he would be skinned alive when he got out of here. His son at home would give him a grandson next year! He didn't want to die yet.

After a struggle between his conscience and his desires, he lowered his head and trembled as he said, "I don't know."

He Hong still insisted, "I don't know, what do you mean I don't know!?"

The man was helpless and fell to the ground with his forehead pressed against the ground. He said, "I didn't see it, I didn't see it."

He Hong asked several other people, but none of them answered yes.

Wen Chu saw from the side that Huang Jian's back, which had been straight, suddenly bent.

Wen Chu felt a lump in his throat. He struck the drum, which made a deafening sound, but the sound stopped abruptly at this moment.

Is life worth it? If it is not worth it, give up.

Wen Chu didn't know how to describe this situation, he just felt it was very ironic. He could risk his life, but other people did. How could he accomplish such a thing by himself?

Just when Wen Chu felt a sore nose, someone suddenly grabbed his wrist.

She turned her head to look, and saw a hand as white as jade holding her wrist.

She was very familiar with this hand. Apart from Song Yusheng, no one else's hands could be as beautiful as this one.

She didn't know what Song Yusheng meant, but since they were in a corner, she didn't want to make any noise and draw other people's attention. Wen Chu just frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Song Yusheng didn't answer her, but just said, "Come with me."

(End of this chapter)