"Your Majesty is aware of this! This matter is all the idea of a minor official and has nothing to do with Master Yu! How could Master Yu come up with such a plan if he doesn't know the affairs of the court?"
He bit the bullet and wanted to take on the wrath of thunder.
Yu Qiansi is now able to remain as stable as a mountain amid the turbulence of the court, partly because she relies on the emperor's trust, and partly because the courtiers know that she does not like court disputes.
But her plan today will not only affect the emperor's attitude towards her, but if the courtiers find out about it, even if it is to criticize Wang Song, they will not let her expose the matter so easily.
For the current plan, you have to acknowledge everything first and then make plans.
"It has nothing to do with Boyi. He did inspire me, but it was all unintentional. All this was my idea, and no one else knew about it."
As he knelt on the ground, his clear and firm voice seemed to be radiating through the thick golden blanket, with some heavy and dull echoes.
"I dare not threaten Your Majesty. I just...ask myself. After death, everything is just a formality. I think Princess Lin'an has a spirit in heaven, and she must want to leave the palace to see it. When the princess's coffin is placed in the mausoleum,
I failed to find out the truth in time, and thus confused the royal family bloodline. I am willing to accept the punishment. But I beg your Majesty, for the sake of state affairs and family affairs, please refrain from any further war."
Boyi noticed that Yu Qiansi's clenched fists were trembling slightly, so he gently put his hands up and patted them.
This comforting action was almost done subconsciously. When both of them realized it, Boyi didn't even know what he was thinking just now, and he dared to do such crazy things at such a critical moment.
He immediately withdrew his hand as if he was electrocuted, but still hoped that what he was thinking could be conveyed to Yu Qiansi through this comfort.
He vowed to go forward and backward together with her.
Jiang Jiqing saw the two people's hands briefly overlapped and then separated, and fell into deep contemplation.
It was this woman in red who was kneeling respectfully on the ground who took him to the Star-Zhaing Tower to see the lights of thousands of houses. It made him vaguely feel that sitting in this stiff, scary and cold position behind him was not all endless pain, maybe it was...
There is a beautiful existence that can make him huge.
Those illusory and elusive seas of candles made him feel for the first time that he was living not only to bear the curse on the cold throne.
For those little, vague and beautiful things, he began to learn to accept the role of emperor, and began to learn to use the power given to him by this curse to do something.
But now, it was her again, kneeling here and telling herself that he alone should bear this cold devil's cave and this endless curse.
Each of them can leave when they want to, and even Lin'an can be free, but they will be trapped here forever, and they will not be able to escape even if they rot into dry bones.
Jiang Jiqing only felt that the two pious figures in front of him were extremely ironic, which made boundless anger rise in his heart, and he wanted to burn the prison to the ground with a fire.
But Lin'an's always-smiling face appeared in front of his eyes, and his gentle smile was like rain, extinguishing the anger in his heart bit by bit.
He is gentle in benevolence, and strong in righteousness.
After all, we are all just ordinary poor people.
Aren't the two people in front of them trapped in shackles and unable to escape?
It's just that the cage is different.
By the time the incense in the palace had burned out and the unique cold aftertaste of ambergris was exuding, Yu Qiansi didn't know how long he and Boyi had been kneeling.
"Get up."
For a long time, a light word that seemed to exhaust all the energy came from above the two of them.
Yu Qiansi breathed a long sigh of relief, with tears filling the corners of her eyes. She knew that the matter had finally come to pass.
He closed his eyes and said sincerely, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Because of her past experiences, she is accustomed to preparing for the worst no matter what she does, and is fully prepared accordingly.
But only this time, she knew what the worst situation would be, but she was unprepared. From the beginning to the end, she was betting that he would agree to return Lin'an's freedom, betting that she had seen the haggardness in his eyes.
, is someone who is shackled like her but wants to break free.
She won this round.
But now there are more chips for the next round, and the young master can help.
This time, she was thinking hard about these two things day and night, and then she became vaguely aware of the subtlety between the saint and the young master.
The young master took the opportunity to argue with him and showed it to Deming outside the door, which gave him more confidence in what he was going to do next.
He didn't even know what he was going to do, but he was willing to trust himself and act with him.
Boyi had already thanked him and stood up. Although the hall was covered with thick blankets, he still felt that his legs were weak and his knees were throbbing after kneeling for a long time.
Seeing that Yu Qiansi still had her head lowered, he reached out to help her.
But after lifting her strength, she did not get up.
He just said: "Your Majesty, please step aside. I have something important to tell you."
The screen retreated. There were four people in this room. Apart from the three of them, there was only one Deming who was watching his heart.
Does this "left and right" include myself?
In desperation, he turned his support into a hand, pinched her slender wrist, and said urgently: "What are you going to do?"
"Please, Your Majesty, please step aside!" She exerted her strength, pulled her wrist out of Boyi's hand, and bowed deeply again.
Jiang Jiqing seemed to sigh softly and waved his hand, while Deming bowed and left.
Seeing that Boyi was still standing there without moving, he walked to the door and turned back. He said "I'm sorry" and dragged him out.
The brief opening and closing of the carved wooden door with auspicious dragons and phoenixes behind it gave the suffocating hall a breath of fresh air.
Just like a fish jumping into a pool of stagnant water, struggling for a while, gradually becoming weak, and then turning into a part of the stagnant water.
"Your Majesty, I am requesting a thorough investigation into the case of the Prayer Hall ten years ago!"
The shocking words seemed to fall into the endless abyss, without any trace.
She closed her eyes, and when she swayed slightly, she noticed the fine pain in her knees, as if she was kneeling on a pincushion.
Jiang Jiqing looked at the woman in front of him who seemed to have low eyebrows but frowned, but he could see the hard and unyielding air. A cold smile slowly formed on the corner of his lips, as if she were counting the plum blossom branches in the nine cold days.
The pure frost flower on the head.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He slowly grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it towards the bold red shadow below.
But due to lack of strength, it fell halfway. The teacup fell on the thick blanket, rolled several times silently, and stopped in front of Yu Qiansi.
The hibiscus bordered by gold thread on the carpet is also a bit more bright red.
"Yu Qiansi! You are so brave!"
"Your Majesty, calm down."
There was no one else in the hall, and although she was still kneeling on the ground, she stubbornly refused to bend down.
Like a lonely red plum tree, firm and decisive.
"Your Majesty, if this case is not investigated, the so-called clean party in the DPRK will never be able to stand by your side wholeheartedly."
She calculated carefully. The successive parties called themselves "Qingliu" and were afraid of Wang Song on the surface, but in their hearts they did not trust the saint wholeheartedly. After all, the saint was the daughter of the Lin family's sister and had an extraordinary relationship with the Duke of Qi.
The case of Suixian ten years ago was a thorn in the side between the saint and the Suixian party.
The world doesn't know what happened in the Prayer Hall, but the result is that the saint's mother died tragically, and Queen Myeongde appeared at the scene of the crime.
Then, Queen Mingde and her young son set themselves on fire to express their grievances. The saint ascended to the throne with the support of the Lin family of Qi State.
Did the saint hold grudges against Empress Mingde, and then feared them, the courtiers who had sided with the Cheng family? God's will was unpredictable, and they did not dare to gamble, so they could only hold on to their power.
In this way, even if His Majesty plans to take over the government personally and use other people to check and balance with the Duke of Qi, after they take power, there is no guarantee that they will not become the second or even the third Wang Song in order to protect themselves.
But if His Majesty orders a thorough investigation of what happened back then, and when the truth is revealed, these doubts can naturally be dissipated and the party can concentrate on working for the emperor.
"So, you still think about me?" He sneered: "Do you know that if these people take power, the first person to be dealt with will be your young master. For an old case, you even brought the Duke of Qi to the palace.
Want to give up?"
"I am not abandoning the Duke of Qi's palace, but I trust the young master. He has nothing to do with what happened back then."
With such trust, would they still have a dispute over Boyi in the side hall?
In all these years, he had never seen Wang Song speak rudely to Yu Qian, but just now he heard what Deming said, it was by no means as simple as a dispute.
She continued: "Your Majesty, I now remember that after you learned about the Yuli Pavilion, you personally mentioned the word 'Wuya' to the punishment chief because the reason and law are boundless and there will be no more unjust cases in the world. It is not what the world does, so let's
The punishment department has become a direct pointer in embroidered clothes, and the claws and claws of hawks and dogs."
"Do you also know how others can see the Criminal Division? I thought you really turned a deaf ear to what was going on outside the window."
"It doesn't matter what others think. But the people know what kind of things you do."
After saying this, Jiang Jiqing's face froze, and before he could respond, Yu Qiansi bowed deeply and said loudly: "The purpose of thoroughly investigating this case is to stabilize the court. I promise to find out the truth.
After that, we will inform His Majesty as soon as possible, and His Majesty will decide what to do."
Jiang Jiqing chuckled and said in a deep voice: "Okay, Yu Qiansi. Master Yu, you really want to keep quiet. In the past, you never paid attention to the changes in the situation in the court. Today, when you make a move, it is a series of tricks."
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First, he used the imperial court to put pressure on Northern Qi and tilt the peace talks in favor of Dasheng, thereby threatening himself to let Lin'an go free. And now, he used the affairs of the imperial court to tell himself that if he wanted to check and balance the Duke of Qi, he had to agree to her request.
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"So this matter should be left to the minister. Only the minister can guarantee that there will be no partiality. Everything is for the sake of the stability of the world and the prosperity of your majesty."
Just now, the dispute caused by the two people's back and forth caused waves to rise in this stagnant water, but now, the sudden silence has made everything return to its original state.
It took another long time, and Yu Qiansi, who had been kneeling for so long, began to tremble slightly.
Jiang Jiqing then slowly ordered: "Let Boyi come in."
The heavy door opened silently, and Boyi, who looked nervous, stepped in. After seeing that Yu Qiansi was safe and sound, he was slightly relieved and knelt beside her again. When he saw the cup tipped on the ground, he felt uneasy again.