Before he finished speaking these words, Mao Yuwen could no longer bear it.

Such questioning made Mao Yuwen feel uncertain.

For unimportant matters, send unimportant ministers.

"The incident broke out first, and then the decision was made. Your Majesty had no choice but to stay in the aftermath."

"If I were Mou Bin, I would do this. Instead of jumping into the trap, it is better to fight to the death."

Zhang Tianrui became more and more calm, no longer as flustered as before. He stroked his beard and thought, "Your Majesty is a wise monarch, a resolute and courageous monarch, but in fact, there are not many wise monarchs in ancient times who have to love such a scene."

When Mao Yuwen actually walked downstairs, he heard howling "ah, ah".

Fang Wen thought, even if it is true that Yan Song was sent by the emperor, then it means that this matter is not important in the emperor's heart. This is normal logic.

"What's the meaning?"

Once you are proficient in the business, is it not easy for the Jinyiwei commander to kill an individual?

"Will do."

"really?"

The guard Jin Yiwei knelt down on one knee and replied: "No..."

In the cell.

"Then there's also Fang Wen,"

Xu Xueyun was a little surprised, "This is not a question of being able to remain calm or not...but do you think people like Zhan Xiushan will really trust Yan Song?"

Therefore, regardless of whether Yan Song and the emperor had conspired for anything, Fang Wen found it difficult to imagine that the current emperor had devoted a lot of energy to people like them. Since it was not important and did not attract attention, then the result could be changed.

All it takes is a few words from the right person at the right time.

"what is that?"

The so-called putting oneself to death and living later.

When he rushed to Zhao Prison without stopping, everything at the guarded door and the yard in front of the door was as quiet as usual.

…

"He's very calm."

"I know. Bring the Jinyiwei sign and a few guards from the mansion."

She was ashamed that she had not thought of this possibility at the beginning.

In his opinion, the common people are as high as the emperor, but most of the officials in the imperial court have contact with and understand the emperor. Who dares to get angry with the emperor? Anyway, he did not dare. As he said this, he glanced at the emperor with a little fear.

Qianqing Palace, Xinuang Pavilion. Even after dark, the lights are still bright.

"Bring the torch! See how the others are doing!"

"What do you want to say?"

"The imperial court has handled several important cases, so we should not make them bloody every time, as if I, the emperor, are going on a killing spree again. If the cases are too many, no matter how much I state my case, I will inevitably be accused of being harsh. You two, father and son, are also using your brains for me, do you have any good ideas?"

"If the master knows, then Commander Mou must also know."

In this way, killing can also lead to a good reputation.

"Wei Chen believes that most people in the capital work hard every day to make ends meet. If we really want to achieve the effect that my father said, the anger of the people will not be as great as the anger of the officials."

He hurried to Zhan Xiushan's cell. At night, there was only a weak coal lamp on the wall, and he couldn't even see Zhan Xiushan's face clearly.

Because the emperor has not rested yet.

…

Xu Xueyun suddenly had an ominous premonition, "Master, what will happen if Zhan Xiushan and others die in prison?"

Zhang Chengtian has been in charge of newspaper distribution, and his presence is indispensable behind every public opinion storm in the capital.

When Mao Yuwen entered the door, he suddenly stopped and asked, "Is anyone going in?"

At this time, there is no point in scolding these guards. What matters is how to restore the situation.

"Huai... Huai..."

After thinking carefully, she also put on a black dress and went out. When she walked to the door, she persuaded the servant, "Madam, there is a curfew outside."

"Others can't do it. Can the Commander of the Imperial Guards do it?"

Under the guidance of the torch, Mao Yuwen squatted down in front of Zhan Xiushan. At this time, black blood was spitting out from both sides of his mouth, and his facial features were twisted together, looking extremely painful.

Mao Yuwen smiled softly, "Sir, I used to be a prison chief, and now I am also on the job of arresting people. In this world, I am very familiar with the psychology of prisoners. For them, the most terrifying poison is , not intimidation, punishment, threats.”

broken!

Mainly Mou Bin,

Mou Bin knew Yan Song's purpose, knew what Yan Song was doing, and could also guess what Yan Song was going to do next.

The more Mao Yuwen thought about it, the more frightened he became.

He called his servants and ordered: "Use fast horses and set off overnight to send to Zhan family in Jiangxi."

He's going to the prison to confirm.

If it was really Mou Bin who did it,

That's really troublesome.

…

Then he checked the rice and vegetables on the side. There was nothing visible on the outside, so he picked them up and smelled them.

And for Fang Wen, he was willing to think in this direction and convinced himself... He also felt that as long as Zhan took out the silver, the matter would be settled. From then on, he did not have to worry every day. Otherwise, Zhan Xiushan would be inside for a day, He is at risk of being turned over.

On the way here, he also thought about many possibilities.

"What are you talking about?!" Mao Yuwen grabbed his collar and shook it, but the man was already dead and his head was just hanging down.

Snapped!

Mao Yuwen threw the body to the ground and cursed angrily, "Damn it!"

This is going to be really tricky!

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I'm going to send a small amount of four thousand tonight... Something happened, I drank a little, and I wrote this in a daze. The more I wrote, the more I felt uneasy. I was afraid that it was fake wine.
Chapter completed!