As soon as the gold medal commanded the arrow, all the ministers bowed their heads.
Rong Qin frowned. The stubbornness and determination on the face of the person in front of him was something he had never seen on Su Yushi before.
Although Su Yushi belonged to the National Master faction and had always been at odds with him, in all these years, he had never dared to stand up and disobey him like he did today.
Who gave him the courage?
Just by relying on this mere piece, what is the crime?
Is he worthy?
Rong Qin glanced at Pei Qi sarcastically, waved his long arm, and knocked the gold medal arrow in her hand to the ground. His tone was even more disdainful: "If the truth is correct, this gold medal arrow should be that of the guilty minister Pei Qi." An object of prayer.”
"Although as Mr. Su said, seeing the golden medal arrow is like seeing the emperor, but Pei Qi is already guilty, how can the gold medal arrow in her hand count? Master Su wants to use this thing to give orders in the court. The ministers really made the wrong calculation..."
Pei Qi had long expected that Rong Qin would use her accusation as an excuse, so he made preparations early.
She sneered and glanced at the gold-medal arrow that fell on the ground. Then she raised her head and met Rong Qin's contemptuous gaze, neither humble nor overbearing: "Did you make the wrong calculation?"
"Lord Rong must not know that she had given this golden medal arrow to the official before the Imperial Master was imprisoned. Now it is the official's gift. Whether it counts or not is entirely up to the official. Not you, Mr. Rong."
Gift?
Pei Qi actually gave such a precious thing to Su Yushi?
As soon as these words came out, the officials were filled with sorrow and suspicion.
Rong Qin pursed his lips. No wonder he went to Pei Qi's mansion and turned over everything but didn't find the gold-medal arrow. It turned out to be in the hands of Su Yushi.
But at that time, Pei Qi was in his prime, and he would never have expected that he would lead troops to rebel. Why would he entrust this gold-medal arrow to Su Yushi so early?
Shouldn't she keep it with her in case of emergency?
Rong Qin was puzzled, but he couldn't let this dead thing slow him down.
He slowly walked towards the golden medal arrow that fell on the ground, bent down to pick it up, held it in his hand and played with it, his thumb lightly brushing over the delicate lines carved on it, thoughtfully.
After a long time, he finally spoke: "Gift... Although I don't know how Mr. Su obtained this thing, but as far as I know, Dasheng Law seems to have never been able to give such a precious thing." Feel free to give whatever you want."
"Do you think so? Mr. Liu."
Rong Qin's eyes suddenly moved away from the gold medal and fell on the old figure who was buried in silence on one side and hidden among the ministers.
This person is the current Minister of Dali Temple, is familiar with all the laws of Dasheng, and is the one who has the most say on this matter.
Pei Qi should have been happy, because as the leader of Dali Temple, Liu Shuen always acted in a business-like manner, and rumors of corruption and bribery rarely happened to him.
But on the day when the prince ascended the throne, Liu Shuen for some reason handed over the power of Dali Temple to Rong Qin. He didn't take it back until she signed the seal and confirmed the beheading.
Or maybe he has already been Rong Qin's?
Pei Qi frowned and followed Rong Qin's gaze. He saw Liu Shuen hanging his head. He just picked up a piece of minced meat with the chopsticks in his hand and paused in the air, not eating.
He put down his chopsticks, stood up from his seat, took a step away, and bowed deeply in the direction of Jiang Fengchuan.
"minister……"
Seeing the obvious forbearance in his eyes, Pei Qi was a little flustered for a moment and said hurriedly: "Master Liu, when the late emperor was still alive, he had promised that the golden arrows could be handed over under witness. This is the rule set two years ago. You As the Minister of Dali Temple, I will definitely remember it!"
Seeing this, Jiang Fengchuan suddenly smiled and looked at Pei Qi with a mocking expression. What he said was to Liu Shuen: "Master Liu has served in Dali Temple for more than 20 years, but there are few veterans in the court who can even Being on an equal footing with Old Taiwei Cui, you must have had a lot of difficulties along the way."
"You have to think about it before you reply."
Jiang Fengchuan!
Pei Qi clenched his hand and almost punched him.
You, Jiang Fengchuan, are really capable of such blatant coercion and inducement!
Duan Qianjun also felt that something was not good, so he put away his leisurely tea drinking attitude and finally sat up straighter.
He glanced at Liu Shuen and said in a neutral tone: "Master Liu was born as a commoner, and his official career was bumpy. Without the care of the Queen Mother, it would be difficult for him to be as prosperous as he is today. How should I put it? Master Liu knows it well. "
This group of people were threatening each other, just to get the answer Liu Shuen wanted. It could be said that they didn't care about his mood.
Pei Qi broke away from Jiang Lingfeng's hand, endured the pain in his waist and abdomen, and walked towards Liu Shuen step by step.
There were already a few tears in his wrinkled eyes.
The closer Pei Qi walked, the more obvious the struggle in Liu Shuen's eyes became. Thinking about it, there must be something in Rong Qin's hands.
It’s not easy either.
Pei Qi supported Liu Shuen's bent body and asked him to straighten up, and stopped saying those words that forced him.
She lowered her voice and said in words that only two people could hear: "Master Liu is an upright official who is deeply loved by the people, but in this court, upright officials are the most intolerable."
"Those are clean court clothes, but they are easily trampled by the muddy shoes of others. Few people are spared."
"It's just Mr. Liu, don't you have to pay some price for the benefit of the world? It is difficult to be an upright official, but I also hope that... you can do your best to be such an upright official."
"Whether this gold-medal arrow has any effect or not depends entirely on your thoughts. Please think again..."
Pei Qi's voice was very low, but it was like a heavy punch in Liu Shuen's heart.
Under Rong Qin's instructions, Tu You stepped forward and pulled Pei Qi aside to prevent her from having too much contact with Liu Shuen.
No one else could hear Pei Qi's voice, but those with unfathomable inner strength could hear it clearly, including Rong Qin.
He frowned, feeling that the tone of these words was very familiar, but it definitely didn't sound like Su Yushi.
Rather like...
picture……
Pei Qi!
wrong.
As soon as this idea came up, Rong Qin immediately rejected it.
Fuwen Pavilion has not found any trace of Pei Qi so far. How could she pretend to be Su Yushi and sneak into the palace secretly?
Or maybe Pei Qi taught Su Yushi what he said? He and Pei Qi have already met?
Pei Qi...Pei Qi!
Why are you already a sinner, but your ghost still lingers!
Because he was afraid that things might change, Rong Qin's eyes became cold and stern. He glanced at Liu Shuen, and his words contained a warning: "Is it possible that Mr. Liu is not ready to talk about this law? Mr. Supervisor has no time to talk to you." Spend it."
Liu Shuen, who was originally immersed in Pei Qi's words, couldn't help but tremble when Rong Qin called him that. He looked at Pei Qi hesitantly and then at Rong Qin, constantly struggling between the two.
After a long time, Liu Shuen finally seemed to have made some important decision. He knelt down with a plop and knocked his head hard on the ground. Between his lips and teeth, he finally squeezed out unintentional words: "I... I have never heard of it. Is there any rule about giving gold medal arrows to others!"
