Shuntianfu Yin Shangzhezi must have something to say.
But everyone was waiting and waiting, but before Mr. Shan could speak, he was so respectful and respectful, as if he only read the book and said nothing.
Involuntarily, there was gradually some muttering in the hall.
This is inevitable.
There are so many people today, so it’s bound to be a mixed bag.
What can make Mr. Shan silent?
Oh.
Mr. Shan went out because he was looked at a few times by Prince Jin.
Then why did Prince Jin go to see Mr. Shan?
Because the Holy One is asking about the whereabouts of His Royal Highness.
Could it be that Lord Shan, or Shuntian Mansion, is the one who knows the whereabouts of the prince?
What on earth did His Royal Highness do?
Those voices of discussion, whether far or near, could not be softer, more or less got into Shan Shen's ears.
Word by word, it was like a dull knife cutting into Shan Shen's heart.
If it weren't for the emperor's lack of publicity, he would have called Wantang over to share the trouble.
Fortunately, Eunuch Cao came down to receive the zhezi after consulting the Holy Master.
Shan Shen handed over the certificate, still carrying the heavy burden in his heart, and continued to stand motionless, pretending to be dead.
He only quietly raised his eyes and took a peek at the holy face on the throne.
Long Yan is unhappy...
I'm afraid I won't be happy when I read the booklet later.
Thinking this, Shan Shen glanced at An Yibo again.
He hoped that the old man would calm down and stop insisting on asking what the contents of the brochure were.
The one bitten was not the prince, but their Shuntian Mansion, and the garrison yamen next door, the black gauze hats of so many people!
The Holy Master took the book from Eunuch Cao, opened it and looked at it.
Not long after, almost everyone noticed that the Holy Spirit was getting angry.
Without speaking or glaring, even just looking at Zhezi, the entire Jinluan Palace felt the pressure of the real dragon.
Eunuch Cao is right next to the Holy Master, and this feeling is extremely obvious.
He had to bravely peek at the contents of the brochure.
When I saw this, my face turned pale.
If he hadn't been with you all year round, I would have trembled on my knees and fallen to the ground immediately.
However, Eunuch Cao can withstand it, but the officials below may not be able to withstand it.
Especially those petty officials who could only see the Holy Master during the Great Court Meeting. Standing closest to the palace or outside the temple, they were shocked by the anger between the Holy Master's brows. They bent their knees and knelt down.
If one person kneels, he will be affected by others.
Even if you don’t understand, you still kneel down first.
For a time, almost everyone in the rows knelt down.
From back to front, bring down another piece.
When he was brought to Shan Shen's area, he was breathing heavily.
What! What is this?!
The Holy Father didn't say a serious word, so why did everyone kneel down?
It seems that those who don't kneel are particularly disrespectful and have no royal authority in their eyes.
But is he this kind of person?
He's not!
He just knew what was written in the fold, and knew that there must be an explanation for this kneeling, which blocked most of the way for the Holy One to just put the fold away, throw down his sleeves, and leave.
That is not in line with the Holy Spirit’s temperament.
The Holy Father is very willing to listen to the discussions of the courtiers. Even if it is an argument, sometimes it is not very pleasant, but he will listen.
The situation is heading towards the worst side.
Thinking this, Shan Shen knelt down with a grimace.
Forget it, His Highness the Crown Prince is the one who made the mistake.
From the moment he lifted the mask and saw that face, he had this realization.
More and more people are kneeling.
At the front, the first and second-rank officials, the Duke and the Duke, all of them probably had "respect" in mind and knelt down one after another.
Xu Jian also knelt down.
Then, he saw Eunuch Cao next to the throne. He hesitated for a long time and finally fell to his knees.
Xu Jian lowered his head, a smile flashed across his eyes without letting others see it.
When the Holy Father finished reading the book, he looked up and saw that there was no one standing underneath.
The crowd was swarming, and everyone was kneeling down.
With this kind of dominion over the world, His Majesty did not feel any sense of comfort and pride. He only felt tired.
Mainly because his prince made him exhausted physically and mentally.
If he hadn't known that Shan Shen was responsible for being an official, he wouldn't have believed that the bastard in the brochure who drank and slept with a bunch of women was his son!
"I..." The Holy One opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he was so angry with partiality that his voice sank.
It sounds like the words were spoken through gritted teeth.
"Your Majesty, calm down!"
As if frightened by the word "Sheng", this sentence suddenly rang out in the hall.
If someone takes the lead, it will naturally arouse a resonance.
In an instant, "Your Majesty, calm down your anger" came and went one after another, resounding throughout the hall.
Xu Jian couldn't hold it back, her chest heaved and she chuckled.
Although I can’t tell which official is so timid, I have to say that he is truly a “talent”!
In the series of "quelling his anger", the Holy Lord's face became darker, and the fire did not go out, but burned even brighter.
"Okay." He took a deep breath to calm down the anger in his heart.
For a moment, he thought of Queen Xia.
Because he misses Queen Xia, his irritable temper has softened a lot in the past ten years, and he is no longer as impulsive as he was when he was young.
Otherwise, the first moment he saw the contents of this booklet, he would have already dropped the booklet and started to curse.
At the same time, it was precisely because of Queen Xia that the Holy Emperor became disappointed with Li Shao.
Sitting on the dragon chair, his eyes slid over the ministers.
Those present, including the King of Jin, Shuntian Prefecture, and those guarding the Yamen, were all insiders. They didn't say a word at first, and Shan Shen kept his mouth shut even when he had to hand over the post. The reason for this was obvious to His Majesty as soon as he thought about it. p>
Xu Jian's expression was as usual before, but Liu Jing's distraction had another explanation - Xu was breathing heavily before going up to the table.
And An Yibo...
The Holy Father looked at him deeply.
The old man must not have known about it, otherwise, with his upright temper, he would have scolded him directly and would not have played the roundabout trick of "Where is Your Highness?"
At this moment, it is best to call all the people involved to the imperial study room and make a decision after careful questioning.
This would be most beneficial to the situation, whether it is punishing Shao'er or arresting the monk Dao Heng.
The Holy Spirit cleared his throat and glanced at Eunuch Cao.
Eunuch Cao agreed, stood up, and prepared to retreat, but saw the Holy Master let out another long sigh.
The Holy One has changed his mind.
Shan Shen's excerpt is limited in length, so the reasons behind it are not written in detail, and it is not known why Shaoer was arrested when Dao Heng was arrested.
But the Holy Spirit is not stupid, he can be sure that "everything happens for a reason."
This is a game.
Using Dao Heng as bait, Shuntian Mansion, and the guarding Yamen as swords, from beginning to end, the purpose of those who laid the bait was on Shaoer.
What they want is for Shaoer to "get into trouble".
The position of prince is never easy to occupy.
Shao'er has been the crown prince for so many years. As he grows up and begins to observe politics from the Thousand Steps Corridor, some people become anxious.
After all, he was a holy man in his prime, and he also had concubines in his harem.
The concubines and wives who have the emperor's son by their side, the concubine who does not have the emperor's son yet but wants to have a mother with a son in the next few years, the courtiers who have no one in the harem but also want a share of the pie...
Too many.
What's worse is that Shao'er's mistakes fell under the eyes of others.
No arrest? No one will arrest Shaoer for his bastard behavior!
In the previous exchange of wine for tribute, all the superficial news was covered up, but the Holy Spirit is not sure whether there are people who are keen on the news.
He calmed down a storm for Shao'er, but Shao'er responded with a more powerful one.
He raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows several times.
It seems that he has been too indulgent in the past few years, and Shaoer needs to be taught a lesson to temper his temperament.
Also look at how many fishermen there are in the stirred up water.
Those with impure thoughts are all hidden dangers.
Eunuch Cao had stood up before, but His Majesty did not intend to retreat, so he could only stand firm.
Then, he saw the Holy One hand over the fatal note.
"Read it," the Holy Spirit's voice was deep and tight, like a pot of fire doused with cold water. It looked like it was extinguished, but there were still sparks inside, crackling in the thick billowing white smoke, "
Read it to all your ministers."
Eunuch Cao was stunned: "This..."
Can you read this?
Below, Shan Shen also had the exact same reaction.
Can this be read? Can this be heard?
He wrote it himself, and he knows that if he hears a few more words, he will be dead!
Seeing the Holy Master nodding slightly, Eunuch Cao could only open the fold.
If you extend your head with a knife, it will also be a knife if you shrink your head.
He stared at the folding book and read it word by word.
In the main hall, except for Eunuch Cao's voice, there was no movement. It was so quiet that it seemed as if one had even held his breath.
Everyone who was completely unaware was shocked.
His Highness the Crown Prince?!
There is also the son of Master Liu, together with the prince.
In the flower hall, there were eight other dancers, all of whom were naked.
Eunuch Shi is in the next room, and a rootless thing is still trying to make ends meet.
Is this true?
None of this is true!
Liu Jing knelt down very low, his forehead almost touching the floor tiles, and he was dripping with sweat. That is to say, the floor tiles were already damp today, so the water marks could not be seen.
But he was terribly cold all over.
The floor tiles are as cold as ice, and the cold air penetrates directly into the body.
The more nervous Liu Jing is, the more he thinks.
The prince is the most valued son of the Holy Emperor, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that favor.
The matter is ridiculous, but a son is a son. Can the Holy Father deny his son for such a ridiculous thing?
Impossible.
Punishment is unavoidable, but since the Holy Spirit spread it out, it means that the punishment is limited, or in other words, it is within an acceptable range.
And what about Xun'er?
They are all the same absurdity, the same blindness, half a pound to half a pound.
There is no reason for the Holy Spirit to punish his own son lightly, so why should he punish Liu Jing's son more severely?
As long as I can survive this punishment...
Who knew that the contents of the booklet would give Liu Jing another heavy blow.
When the prince went to that shabby house, it was actually Xun'er who took the lead?
Was it Xun'er who found the way and invited the prince?
There were stars in front of his eyes, and Liu Jing could hardly believe his ears.
This is bad.
If the priority is the same, it will be completely different!
The sword hanging above his head finally fell down and struck him on the neck.
Liu Jing bit his lower lip hard.
The bloody smell oozed from his mouth, but it couldn't cheer him up, nor could it wash away his swollen forehead.
What to do?
This time, he really had no clue.
Beside the throne, Eunuch Cao finished reading the last sentence and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He has been a general manager for so many years, but he has never encountered such a difficult job.
The Holy Emperor's expression was incomprehensible, and he said for a long time: "That's the way it is, all the ministers, please get up."
Even if you scream, you can still afford it.
All the ministers, quickly or slowly, stood up.
The Holy One sees all their actions.
Older people are inevitably slow and even staggering.
Sangu has been teaching the prince for several years. He stood up with his head hanging down, obviously everyone has his own emotions.
And Xu Jian...
When the Holy Master saw Xu Jian getting up, he moved his right leg slightly. The amplitude was very small. If he hadn't been condescending, he probably wouldn't have noticed it.
Thinking of the reason for Xu Jian's leg injury, the Holy Spirit couldn't help but sigh again.
"The prince acted erratically, and I am very disappointed. I don't know where he has gone now. If the ministers see him after going to court, tell him to come to see me."
After saying that, the Holy One stood up and walked down from the throne.
Standing in the main hall, he ordered a few people to wait in the imperial study room.
Xu Jian’s name is also among them.
The guard of honor left, the hall went from silence to hundreds of birds singing together, and the sound of discussion was endless.
Liu Jing was in a state of confusion. Seeing Xu Jian walking out silently, he hurriedly stopped him: "Ah Jian..."
Xu Jian paused and her eyes fell on Liu Jing, with a light expression and no emotion.
When Liu Jing saw this, he became even more powerless.
He would rather Xu Jian was having fun now in a weird way.
But who can he turn to?
He could only continue to plead: "Ajian, if you help Xun'er, just do it for your mother and Aping."
Xun'er said that Xu Jian came to Deyuelou that day.
Although the reason for this is that the Ministry of Rites was trying to scare the snake, it can also be seen that Xu Jian would at least take A Ping and his wife into consideration.
Xu Jian lowered the corners of her lips and did not argue with Liu Jing. She just said: "Master Liu, please give in. I want to go to the Imperial Study Room."
Liu Jing would like to ask for a few more words.
Xu Jian replied to him with the same sentence: "I want to go to the imperial study room." Then, he took a step to the side, bypassed Liu Jing and went out.
Liu Jing stayed where he was, looking at Xu Jian's back, his heart sank.
He was afraid that Xu Jian would add insult to injury.
On the other side, Xu Jian walked calmly outside the imperial study room.
Wantang people have tall horses and long strides. Shan Shen came here running, and both of them arrived.
The three orphans haven't shown up yet, so they are probably lagging behind and discussing as they go.
Eunuch Cao came out and called Xu Jian in first.
Xu Jian entered and bowed respectfully.
The Holy One changed out of his court clothes and was wrapped in dark-colored regular clothes, making him look even more dignified.
Straight to the point, he asked directly: "Did you know about these things about Shao'er before?"
Xu Jian said: "I don't know. After you mentioned it last time, I have not paid attention to the whereabouts of the prince."
The Holy One sighed.
This is indeed what he said.
According to the excerpt, the first time Shaoer went to the house was before the thank-you banquet. At that time, Xu Jian would still keep an eye on it, but he was not a sharp-eyed person, so it was unusual for him not to notice the problem at first.
If you really want to kill him if there is any sign of it, that can only be done by keeping a close eye on him.
No matter how cautious Xu Jian was at that time, he would not be so cautious.
"What do you think about this matter?" The Holy Spirit asked again.
Xu Jian came well prepared, deliberately pondered for a while, and said hesitantly: "I was wrong."
