"The sinner is too serious, kneel down to receive the order!"
Tai Su was talking with Cun Zhao in the study room when he suddenly heard a loud bang like thunder, the door opened, and a dozen soldiers carrying swords strode in. They quickly lined up on both sides of them, but stared closely at them. He looked at the general in front of him - that man was tall and mighty in armor, holding an imperial edict in his hand, and his eyes were full of fierceness. He was none other than Beiying Si Jin Shi Xiu Shen.
Taisu trembled, his whole face seemed to be frozen, he didn't dare to move any flesh, he just looked at him straightly: "Shi Sijin, I am the emperor's biological uncle, what is your identity?" , How dare you come to lead troops to arrest me? This is simply disrespectful!"
Shi Xiu Shen said seriously: "A criminal dares to speak harshly! Don't you even want to acknowledge the emperor's decree?"
Tai Su was immediately angry: "You are obviously deceiving the emperor. This edict is not from the emperor's original intention! I will not bow in front of a traitor like you!"
After hearing this, Shi Xiu Shen didn't want to waste any more time on him. He gave the soldiers a calm look, and everyone swarmed up and restrained Tai Su.
Tai Suju refused, yelling and cursing, and even knocked over the tea bowl with his hand. However, the soldiers still pulled his chair off and forced him to kneel on the ground. Cun Zhao tried to stop him, but was pulled back by several others. Open, support is not available.
Shi Xiushen immediately unfolded the imperial edict and read quickly: "Taisu falsely preached the imperial edict, exploited the poor people, and brought slander from all over the world for the emperor to enrich himself. It is really abominable! Now he should be sent to prison and interrogated without error. Regarding execution by Lingchi, I admire this!"
Cun Zhao was listening, his face pale, and he quickly broke away the hands behind him and knelt down in front of Shi Xiushen: "Shi Sijin, listen to me, the old emperor's uncle was wrongly accused. It didn't happen at all. Why? Please be patient for the sake of your long-term colleagues!"
"Stop pretending to be a fool for me here," Shi Xiushen's eyes were extremely cold, "Why are you wasting such crooked thoughts? I tell you, you can't escape either! Someone, take this accomplice named Cun Zhao with you. Let’s hand it over to Dali Temple for interrogation!”
Cun Zhao didn't have time to defend himself, so he followed Tai Su's trembling steps and was invited out of the study.
The huge prison was filled with lifeless atmosphere, the lights flickered on and off, and the darkness that could not be dispelled surrounded the surroundings, making people breathless. The footsteps of the Guoxiang man made a low sound on the damp ground. He did not hold a lamp, as if he was deliberately maintaining a solemn atmosphere. He stopped on a relatively wide flat land and saw several tables placed in front of him in the shape of a 'door', facing two dusty short benches and a black brick wall with various hangings on the wall. The sight of all kinds of instruments of torture is terrifying.
"You were one step ahead of me." The Guoxiang man walked around the table and saluted a thin official. "I haven't seen you in a long time, Wan Sheng."
The man walked out of the darkness, reached out and patted his shoulder, and laughed a few times: "Your Majesty ordered me to come to your Dali Temple, how can I neglect it? Now that I am here, I am not familiar with this place. Well, thanks to the temple minister, I can teach you through words."
The man from Guoxiang forced a smile, nodded and replied: "You are too modest. It should be for the adults to teach the younger students. Even though I am the chief of Dali Temple, I am good at judging the crimes of prisoners, and I can clearly understand this." After saying that, he raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Ye, who was doing two things.
Ye Yongjia hated seeing him because of the quarrel the day before, and after hearing these words, he was filled with anger. However, he looked around and saw many outsiders sitting around him, so he could only pretend that nothing happened: "Mrs. You're complimenting me. Ye is just obeying your orders, doing nothing. On the contrary, the temple minister can strictly check the confession and extract it properly. Don't the ministers all appreciate your fairness and justice? You are worthy of being a student of Mr. Chen."
The Guoxiang man sneered and stopped talking to him. He turned around and ordered the clerk: "Go outside and have a look. Why haven't you picked up the two prisoners? Come to the lobby and get a pot of tea."
The clerk took the order and went out. After a while, Taisu and Cunzhao arrived together. They were both wearing wooden shackles and kneeling on the wooden bench.
"Taisu, you are about to die, what else do you have to say?" Guoxiang took the tea prepared by the secretary and took a sip gently, "If more people can be confessed, I can beg your majesty to forgive me. I will forgive you for your grave sin."
"I, I, this..." Tai Su's face was covered with sweat, and he stuttered for a moment, not knowing how to defend himself.
"Can I speak for the old uncle?" Cun Zhao tilted his head and glanced at Tai Su, then asked Xiangren.
"Okay," Xiangren drank the tea in one gulp and swallowed, "but remember, he is no longer an imperial uncle!"
"I don't think so," Cun Zhao suddenly looked at Xiang Ren firmly, "As long as there is still one person who recognizes him as the current emperor's uncle, then this title cannot be taken away from him!"
Guo Xiangren's hand had just brought the tea bowl to his mouth, but when he heard this sentence, his hand stopped. He seemed to be deep in thought, but this thought only lasted for a moment before he returned to his original state and asked with a smile: "Who is that?"
"He is the prince who oversees the country!"
Cun Zhao's sonorous and powerful voice was like a bolt of lightning piercing the dark night. The jailers were all dumbfounded. The clerk who was writing the confession was also shocked. The pen in his hand accidentally dropped and stained the white paper. Big chunks of black ink.
"Change another piece of paper." Guoxiang's face was as calm as a lake, and he glanced at the writing desk with his peripheral vision, "Throw away that one."
"yes……"
Seeing the clerk leave the table in a hurry, the Xiang people slowly turned around and said, "Master Ye, according to the imperial edict, it is up to you to convict. Tell me, can this be considered treason? Why don't you... follow Cun Zhao together?" Beheaded?"
As soon as the name of the prince came out, Ye Yongjia's heart strings really tightened. As soon as he heard this name, he immediately thought of the majestic imperial power. It was like a tall mountain. Looking up, he couldn't even see the top of the mountain. To contend with it is like hitting an egg against a rock. But this mountain was coming to him step by step, getting closer and closer, and was about to collide with it. He could have accused Cun Zhao of being treasonous and covered up the sudden incident, which would still be beneficial to him.
But the power possessed by the prince who supervises the country can completely cut off his lifeline and prevent him from moving forward. Maybe we can win this time, but what about next time? The drastic new policy is definitely not what the prince wants to see. He can still control the court and suppress him... He looked at the mountain's face more clearly, and his thoughts became firmer. He no longer Looking forward and backward, prepare to hit it head on.
"Whether it is a treasonous act or not, we need to hear his explanation," Ye Yongjia said, "Let the clerk continue to write down, and let the criminal continue to talk!"
