Fairy, I really am a villain!

Taking this opportunity, Song Wenjing walked to the side of Tai Fu, wanting to feel out the wind from the person who understood the saint's heart best, such as how the saint wanted to deal with the Wang party, and what his attitude was towards the little beast in the Fang family.

Regarding the latter matter, at the most serious level, it could be considered deceiving the emperor and deceiving the heaven, and conspiring with the ministers; at the most minor level, it could be just murder, and the exact verdict was in the hands of Emperor Yuan of Jin.

After all, if a saint doesn't care, it's just a son's crime of deceiving his father, which can be forgiven with just one sentence.

However, Yang Mingyue did not answer anything, but just shook his head slightly, signaling him not to act rashly. The former was shocked.

Even the prime minister can't control his thoughts, so should he continue to make trouble?

Everything that needed to be investigated has been investigated in the past few days. The entire Fang family has no strong connection with this matter. The little beast at most mobilized the family guards... The most fatal point is that Fang Tianyu himself has no problem at all. In fact, he was drinking with his friends in Fanlou during the period of the accident, and there were many witnesses.

While he was lost in thought, Yang Mingyue had already stepped forward and respectfully handed over a memorial:

"Your humble servant, I have something to report!"

An old eunuch came forward and took the memorial. Yang Mingyue said:

"Your Majesty is wise and wise. You have left the sky to receive the mandate of heaven, and you rule the world with pity for the people. You have protected the people of Dajin for decades. Your majesty's heart is clear to see. However, there are people who are plotting rebellion with ulterior motives. I, a humble minister, have no choice but to report them!"

After hearing this, almost everyone present became alert: although they knew that they would not be the ones being called, they could not help but feel nervous.

Before he knew it, the young man, who was only in his twenties and should have been insignificant, had now been involved with so many people.

"Fang Xingyun, the eldest son of the Fang family, was convicted of kidnapping and murder, and was exiled after being convicted. He became a knight-errant and roamed the martial arts world for several years. Last year, he faked his death in Dingjun. Now he has returned to the capital, restored his true identity, and committed numerous crimes!"

"Faking death to avoid disaster, escaping from the shell, deceiving the emperor is also deceiving heaven, this is the first crime!"

"Blocking the ferry, hindering national policy, colluding with the sect, intending to shake the foundation of our Great Jin, this is his second crime!"

"The Wang family of the alliance did not communicate with each other, but supported the two parties in their fight. They used the name of justice to fight against each other. This is their third crime!"

"He had a conflict with a member of the Song family at the horse farm outside the city, and killed the latter in anger. This is his fourth crime, along with all the previous murders!"

"..."

"As long as this beast is not eliminated, our Great Jin will never be at peace. Your Majesty, please make the decision!"

When Tai Fu's heavy yet sonorous words fell and he listed the charges one by one, everyone was shocked.

Fang Xingyun had at least committed countless crimes, even if he wasn't guilty of all kinds of evil. Surprisingly, although there were many loopholes in Yang Mingyue's words, no one came forward to vouch for him.

After Emperor Yuan of Jin raised his hand to signal, all the ministers were indignant for a moment, but it was not for debate or verification, but a fierce battle with saliva flying everywhere.

This kid is a core figure in the Wang Party. It can be said that he was responsible for everything in the early and middle stages. If he is used well now that he has been caught, maybe he can bring down the old bastard in the cabinet.

"Disloyal, unfilial, unkind, unjust, and a traitor. This is the descendant of your Wang Party, Wang Zhize?!"

"What are the Wang Party and the Li Party? They are just eating the emperor's salary and doing the work of others! The people present here are only your Majesty's subjects, so stop making accusations here for no reason!"

The red-robed member who was named angrily waved his sleeves, bowed to the throne, and then continued: "As for the so-called junior, that boy is just good friends with Wenxuan, and the two of them have exchanges with each other, so it can't be said."

"Are you saying you didn't know? Wang Zhize, there is a limit to how shameless you can be! They were fighting in the front, and you turned around and sold them out, and you even denied it so clearly. Do you think you can live up to the article you wrote about science?!"

"Let's just talk about the facts, there's no point in talking about articles!"

There are many quarrels like this.

Emperor Yuan of Jin leaned back against the throne with his eyes closed, the old eunuch stood aside with his sleeves folded. Only a few important ministers like Wang Zhongheng and Yun Wendao stood still as still as a mountain and did not participate.

No one tried to stop it, and soon the area in front of the palace became like a vegetable market.

"stop--!"

An old eunuch with a cloud and water python pattern on his body stood beside the throne and shouted:

"You are all pillars of our Jin Dynasty and capable ministers. How can you quarrel over a little brat?"

"Since everyone has their own story, why not summon the person involved and confront him in front of the emperor to have it all sorted out."

Upon hearing this, all the officials stopped what they were doing and their faces changed.

Before anyone could stop him, the old eunuch had already shouted, "There is an order! Bring Fang Xingyun and Yang Tianxiu into the palace!"

~~

The inner city and outer city of the entire imperial palace were built symmetrically on the central axis of the divine capital, and the so-called palace gate usually refers specifically to the Yingtian Gate, the gate facing the Golden Throne Hall.

There were no extra ceremonial guards. Two tall figures took a few steps and slowly walked in from outside Yingtian Gate.

One was dressed in a cloth shirt and trousers, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a calm expression on his handsome face; the other was dressed in a brocade robe, with a belt around his waist, his eyebrows were flying, and his face was full of respect.

Just as he walked to the throne, before anyone spoke, Yang Tianxiu had already bowed his head and called out in a very earnest voice: "Your Majesty, I, Yang Tianxiu, kowtow! Long live Your Majesty!"

His ostentatious expression was completely suppressed, and he huddled on the ground like a quail, appearing both respectful and nervous.

The young man at the side simply clasped his fists and performed a martial arts etiquette, "I am Fang Xiwen, your humble servant, honored to meet your Majesty."

Seeing this ceremony, all the ministers were a little surprised.

Yang Tianxiu, who was standing by, had an angry look on his face. He knelt down and looked over, shouting, "Since you are meeting the Saint, why don't you bow?!"

"Guess?" Fang Xiwen shrugged.

There were always people who couldn't stand his frivolous attitude. Song Wenjing immediately stepped out and said, "Your Majesty, this boy is so disrespectful in front of the emperor. It shows that the criticisms against him in the court are not exaggerated."

"Since his rebellious intentions are so strong, I think there is no need to investigate any further crimes. I will just follow the advice of the Prime Minister and hang him on the spot to clear the emperor's side!"

As soon as these words were spoken, many people from the Yang Party immediately spoke up and agreed. In an instant, Fang Xiwen was pushed to the edge of the cliff, and was on the verge of falling.

However, the saint was always generous to his people. Seeing this, he was not annoyed. Instead, he asked with a smile, "Fang Sanlang, do you have anything to say?"

"Your Majesty, since the Prime Minister and all the officials think that I am a Jianghu person, a rebel from the Jiaogou Sect, then I will follow their wishes and perform Jianghu etiquette."

Fang Xiwen's voice was neither humble nor arrogant. He looked around and said, "If you want to hang me for this, it's not disrespectful, but they didn't give me a chance to defend myself. Your Majesty, please understand."

Seeing this, Song Wenjing's face changed, thinking that the young boy was so sharp-tongued;

It was the sage who personally ordered him to confront him in front of the emperor, but he did not give him the opportunity to argue. This was an act of usurpation.

Seeing the eyes of Emperor Jin Yuan looking at him, he knelt down on the ground with a plop and said, "I lost my son and nephew, and I was so angry when I saw the culprit that I couldn't control myself. Please punish me, Your Majesty!"

"Well, no problem."

The kind-hearted saint did not care about these things, turned his gaze back and said, "In this case, Fang Sanlang, I want to see how you 'refute' it."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Fang Xiwen bowed again.

"He is still young, so you are not allowed to embarrass him secretly," Emperor Jin Yuan patted the armrest of the dragon chair, "If you have anything to say, listen to me first."

Upon hearing this, the ministers were surprised but did not show any expression on their faces and nodded in agreement.

All eyes were focused on him, but Fang Xiwen did not argue. Instead, he bowed to the throne and said, "Your Majesty, I have an important case to report."

"You bold boy, is this the place for you to talk about irrelevant things?!"

"This case is closely related to the case of the common people. If we want to investigate the common people's crimes, we need to clarify them first."

Having received the golden words, Fang Xiwen seemed very confident. He first retorted to the censor and then turned his head towards the palace gate.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

There was a drum being beaten loudly at Yingtian Gate. The beats were fierce and dense, as if accusing something to the God or the saint. The drum sound was like a violent storm, getting closer and closer.

Seeing this, the ministers were not surprised, but thought of that incident at the same time -

Complain to the Emperor.

He himself has committed a capital crime, so who is he trying to vindicate now?

For no reason, Yang Tianxiu first thought that this was a stupid move. After all, Fang Xingyun himself could not protest his innocence because the evidence was solid. Even if he vindicated others, he could not escape death.

But he just had a bad feeling.

Looking up, the saint on the throne also showed some interest. He sat up straight and narrowed his eyes.

A figure appeared at the palace gate.

Judging from her figure, she is a woman, dressed in cloth, with a pretty face and traces of fresh tears on her cheeks. She is carrying a drum half a person's height on her back and is approaching the palace gate on her knees.

Seeing this, the officials started to make some noise. Yang Mingyue's face darkened and he said:

"Nonsense! Without an imperial decree, common people can enter Yingtian Gate?!"

"Someone, carry this woman and throw her out!"

Just as several imperial guards stepped out, Yun Wendao, who had been silent the whole time, spoke in a vague voice, "That girl is my recently adopted daughter. She has a miserable life and has nowhere to appeal. I hope you will forgive me."

"That's right."

Following Emperor Yuan of Jin's light words, all the officials stopped objecting and all looked at the kneeling woman.

The drum on her back must have been very heavy. Within a dozen steps, her knees had become bloody and bloody. She trembled with pain when she took one more step. Blood and tears flowed from her eyes, staining her plain face. She walked slowly one step, two steps, three steps...

Finally, Emperor Jin Yuan sighed and raised his finger, "Fang Sanlang, go and help him."

"The grass people follow the order."

Fang Xiwen didn't make any move. He took a few steps and covered the distance of several feet in a flash, then used his shoulder to support the woman.

As soon as he reached the throne, he struggled hard, knelt on the ground, kowtowed several times, and cried, "I am Tian Ya, a humble citizen, and I pay my respects to Your Majesty!"

"Good girl, get up."

A saint always regards his people as his own children. Under the emperor's concern, Tian Ya sobbed more and more, and burst into tears.

"what happened?"

"Your Majesty, I accidentally thought of my grandfather. If he were still alive... Uwaaaaaaah!"

Seeing her crying louder, all the officials frowned.

Originally, this place was not a place women were allowed to enter, so it would have been fine if they had allowed a commoner in, but they actually made such a commotion in the palace. However, the saint on the throne had a kind expression, so they did not dare to say anything.

"If you have any grievances, please speak slowly. I am listening."

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Tian Ya's voice was like the cuckoo's cry of blood. "At the end of last year, my father was going to the capital for business, and I pestered him to come along... When we arrived at the city gate that day, I got off the carriage out of curiosity to take a look at the city wall, and I was shot in the chest by an arrow and died. Then I was abducted."

"Your Majesty, it should be the horse farm at the city gate. Many noble families often play there," the old eunuch said in a sharp voice. "How dare you forcibly seize a commoner girl under the emperor's feet? You are really bold!"

"Although I was rescued at that time, those people later came to coerce my grandfather and forced him to give false testimony to frame a kind-hearted person. Later, they teamed up with the servants in the house and raped me in the yard... 呜呜..."

Unable to describe what happened at that time, Tian Ya was already shaking uncontrollably. Fang Xiwen squatted beside her to help her calm down, thinking of how she was covered with marks of abuse that day.

A piece of his scalp was torn off and there were handprints on his neck.

"What happened to your grandfather later?" The old eunuch's tone also softened.

"Originally, that group of people promised me good things, but when it came to the end, they suddenly turned against me and hanged me to death."