"What a bullshit driving sticker, we don't recognize it!"
Li Wenbo stood directly in front of Zhang Jiuer and glared at the official from the Ministry of Justice.
He and Lin Yi were able to gain a foothold in the capital thanks to the support of the Zhang family's mother and daughter.
If anyone dares to take away Zhang Jiuer, then take it from him...
"Anyone who obstructs the law enforcement of the Criminal Department will be detained! Wen Xin will be destroyed according to the law!"
The official from the Ministry of Justice stared at Li Wenbo with an indifferent expression.
"..."
Li Wenbo fell silent, but still took a step forward and sneered: "Are you scaring me? I am Dayan Longwei. You said Zhang Jiuer committed something. What did she commit?"
"Where's the evidence?"
The official of the Criminal Department said solemnly: "You will naturally find out when you get to the Yamen of the Criminal Department!"
"Get off!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several officials from the Criminal Department rushed up behind him.
They stared at Li Wenbo indifferently and surrounded him!
The leading official from the Criminal Department walked directly to Zhang Jiuer and said, "Come with us!"
"May I ask, sir, what did the little girl commit?" Zhang Jiuer stared at the officials of the Ministry of Punishments.
She couldn't understand what she had done to deserve the punishment of the Ministry of Punishment.
"My lord, did you make a mistake? My daughter is kind-hearted, how could she have committed a crime? She must have made a mistake!"
Mrs. Zhang's face turned pale with fright, and she said to the official from the Ministry of Punishment: "Master, my uncle has just entered the palace to meet the Holy Spirit. If you have anything to do, can we wait until he comes back?"
"Enter the palace to meet the saint?"
The official of the Ministry of Punishment was shocked, but according to the information given above, this Zhang family did not have any background.
"Ah!"
The official from the Ministry of Punishment sneered and said, "How dare you say that? Stop talking nonsense, Zhang Jiuer. The Ministry of Punishment suspects that the case of Gu Xiangling and her father's disappearance is related to you, and has already obtained some evidence. If you are sensible, just follow us, otherwise ...Don’t blame us for taking action, you will suffer too!”
"Xiang Ling and the teacher?"
Zhang Jiuer suddenly remembered that he met Song Xiao yesterday, and said: "I won't go, you are talking nonsense, you want to protect Song Xiao, are you trying to kill people and silence them?"
"snort!"
The official from the Criminal Department narrowed his eyes and took action directly. His powerful talent burst out and he directly captured Zhang Jiuer.
Their officials in the Criminal Department all have special moves to capture scholars, just like Long Wei.
"Miss Jiu'er!"
Li Wenbo was shocked and wanted to break out, but found that the officials from the Ministry of Justice who besieged him were very powerful.
There is no way to break through!
After all, Zhang Jiuer was only an eighth-level scholar. No matter in terms of talent or reaction speed, he was no match for a sixth-level Confucian student who had begun to cultivate Yuan Shen.
The other party can restrict the operation of Zhang Jiuer's Wen Palace by exerting a little power of soul.
He was arrested within a few moments.
"let me go!"
Zhang Jiuer stared angrily and struggled to get the official to let go.
She knew in her heart that this would definitely not end well.
She knew that Song Xiao must have recognized her, and in order to avoid being exposed, someone came to detain her.
He definitely wanted to kill someone and silence him!
"Let go of my daughter!"
Mrs. Zhang was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she rushed forward to pull her away.
boom!
However, the official from the Criminal Department kicked Mrs. Zhang, who vomited blood and flew backwards.
Faint immediately!
"mother!"
Zhang Jiuer yelled, struggling violently with tears streaming down his face.
She felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
Why is this happening?
Just because they saw Song Xiao, could the Criminal Department accuse her of unfounded charges and then kill her to silence her?
Is there any justice in this world?
"My name is Nima!"
Li Wenbo's eyes were about to burst and his eyes were red. He pounced directly on one of the officials from the Ministry of Justice.
boom!
But an official from the Ministry of Justice behind him took out a piece of paper and burned it directly. A sledgehammer condensed and hit Li Wenbo hard on the back of the head.
"Master..."
Li Wenbo groaned and fell straight down.
"Wenbo! Li Wenbo, stop, I'm leaving...I'm going with you, please let him and my mother go!"
Woohoo~
Zhang Jiuer seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He cried and begged the officials of the Punishment Department to let Li Wenbo go.
"Walk!"
The leading official from the Criminal Department did not waste any time, greeted several other people, and left directly with Zhang Jiuer.
'Lin Yi... I may never see you again! '
Zhang Jiuer looked towards the direction of the palace, tears falling down like a kite with a broken string.
Ordinary people's lives are like straw.
But how good can a scholar without background be?
…
royal palace.
In Renjing Palace.
A woman in the imperial attire of a concubine was sipping tea, and a boy of twelve or thirteen years old sat next to her.
The young man was wearing a scarlet prince's robe, holding a book and reading aloud.
The woman is the concubine Zhou of Emperor Dayan, and the boy is Lin Cong, the sixth prince.
At this time, a palace maid quickly entered the palace and said hurriedly: "Slave, please see your Majesty!"
"What's all the fuss about?" Ms. Zhou gently put down her tea cup, looking very dignified.
"My father-in-law said that His Majesty was dining with a young man in Qianqing Palace!" the maid reported.
"Young man? Who is it!"
Zhou was shocked. His Majesty usually ate alone and rarely went to Qianqing Palace.
Most of the time I eat in the imperial study.
Unexpectedly, His Majesty was dining with a young man in the palace today.
It shouldn't be any prince returning to the capital.
In any case, she is also His Majesty's concubine. When these princes return to the palace to pay homage to His Majesty, how can they not come to pay their respects to their concubine?
But she subconsciously thought, could the vision that had appeared in the royal study have anything to do with this young man?
"Father is partial!"
The Sixth Prince Lin Cong was also stunned for a moment.
There is a young man dining with his father in Qianqing Palace. Who is so lucky?
He might not be able to have a meal with his father for a month...
"I have never seen this before!" The maid shook her head.
"Back off!"
After the maid withdrew, Mrs. Zhou pondered for a moment and said, "Cong'er, go and greet your father, and let him check your homework by the way!"
"Look who that boy is!"
The Sixth Prince Lin Cong put down his books, stood up and said, "Yes, Concubine! The child will go right now..."
call out!
Lin Cong was eager to show off to his father, and it happened that his literary skills had reached the level of calligraphy.
Among many princes, he was the first prince to comprehend the art of writing at the age of twelve.
If you seize the opportunity and perform well, your father will definitely be very happy and proud of him!
…
In the Palace of Qianqing.
There are no outsiders here, and all the eunuchs and maids have been sent away.
In front of the round table.
Lin Yi sat next to Emperor Lin Yunhong, looking at the dishes on the table, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.
They are all his favorite dishes!
It can be seen that His Majesty really protects him with all his heart.
Just because he had dinner at Zhang's house during His Majesty's "private visit" last time, he silently wrote down all the dishes he wanted to eat.
What is fatherly love.
This is!
Lin Yi's eyes turned slightly red. Strictly speaking, his soul was not Lin Yunhong's son.
But after integrating all the memories of the original owner, now getting along with Lin Yunhong feels particularly cordial in a hazy way.
Nothing can change that sense of closeness in the blood.
