Your Majesty is short of money again

Chapter 107

The trial of Hanyuelou's private possession of black powder finally started.

Early in the morning, before the government office opened, many ordinary people had already gathered at the gate of the Ministry of Criminal Justice waiting, which showed that they paid attention to this incident.

The Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice and Jing Zhaoyin's Mansion couldn't help being startled when they saw the situation in front of the Criminal Department from a distance. Those who didn't know about the crowds of people thought that some large-scale event was held here.

Thinking of the rumors during this period, in order to keep a low profile, both the Minister of the Ministry of Justice and Jing Zhaoyin's House chose to enter through the back door.

The Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice and Jing Zhaoyin's Mansion respectively took the main seat and the deputy seat. As soon as the two sat down, there was a sound of worship at the door.

"See Fourth Prince, Eighth Prince, Your Royal Highness is thousands of years old."

Upon hearing this, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment and Jingzhao Yinfu got up and went to meet him.

The Ministry of Justice's letter was full of flattering smiles: "Oh, your highnesses, why do you have the time to come to this small place where you are an official? You have really wronged your highnesses."

Lan Xurui said with a stern expression: "This case is not a trivial matter, and the emperor attaches great importance to it, so His Highness came to observe it. I didn't expect that the Eighth Emperor and His Highness had the same idea."

After hearing this, Jing Zhaoyin's mansion let out a sigh in his heart: Can you say such a lie?Also "the emperor attaches great importance to this"? !As far as he knew, the emperor was already in a state of illness, and probably he had already turned his ears off the outside world, so he still cared about wool? !
Lan Xujing said calmly: "My heart is the same as that of the four emperors. Now that the father is seriously ill, and we are not imperial doctors, we can only share more worries for the father in these matters."

"Eighth Emperor's words are very reasonable. Lord Yan, my Highness and Eighth Emperor's brother are listening here, is there any problem?" Lan Xurui asked politely.

The Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment smiled enthusiastically: "It is my honor to have two His Royal Highnesses listening from the sidelines. Naturally, I can't ask for anything, so what's the problem?"

The Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment is Lan Xurui's henchman, and if Lan Xurui opened his mouth, how could the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment have any reason to refuse?So what if Lan Xujing came, with Lan Xurui here, the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment did not believe that Lan Xujing could play tricks.

"Come on, don't you hurry up and prepare some refreshments for the two Highnesses?" the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment raised his voice.

The servant responded, and hurriedly prepared refreshments, for fear of neglecting His Royal Highness the Prince.

"Your Highness, please."

After the two Highnesses were settled properly, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice was about to start the trial, but just as he opened his mouth, a delicate sleeve arrow suddenly flew towards the Minister of the Ministry of Justice.

The Minister of the Ministry of Justice was shocked, and immediately stood up, backing again and again, but there was a chair behind him, and the Minister of the Ministry of Justice just took a step back, and then fell down on the chair, and he couldn't sit still all of a sudden. He fell down on the ground beside the chair, subconsciously let go of the hand holding the gavel, and let the gavel fall to the ground, and the gauze cap of Shangshu Xingbu was also crooked, his face was full of panic, and he was in a panic for a while on occasion.

And that exquisite sleeve arrow was inserted obliquely in the center of the table. Obviously, this sleeve arrow was not aimed at the Minister of Punishment, but was just a deterrent.

Under the support of the master, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice sat back on the chair again, adjusted his clothes again, and glanced at Lan Xurui with a guilty conscience. Lan Xurui gave him a reassuring look, and the Minister of the Ministry of Justice felt a little more stable. Picking up the gavel that the master just picked up, he slapped the table, and raised his voice: "Who would dare to assassinate in the courtroom so boldly?!"

(End of this chapter)