Before the hour came, the sun rose over the horizon and hung in mid-air. The brilliant golden sun, shining in Linxi City, suddenly seemed to be the recovery of all things, the shops opened their doors one after another, and the people also walked out of their homes one after another, and the city was lively and ordinary.

Uncle Wu, who had just gone down to the court, had just walked into the door of Dali Temple, and ordered someone to bring Sun Laishi to the court. As soon as the soap class officials stood up, and Uncle Wu and Dou Guan had just taken their seats, Sun Laishi was brought to court, but his face was like yellow wax, his face was lifeless, and he couldn't see any anger at all.

Sun Laishi has such a performance, and it is also because he was hit by Wei Xiancai, He Xian and Pan Wencheng successively, and this is exactly the result that Uncle Wu wants to see, he knows that Sun Laishi has reached the limit, and if nothing else, he can let him speak today.

And his prediction was right, as long as he made a slight verbal threat, Sun Laishi was so frightened that he knelt down directly, not at all as invincible and confident as before.

Sun Laishi seemed to be really afraid, and he begged Uncle Wu not to kill him with half crying and half pleading, and said good words for him in front of the emperor to save his life, and he invited him truthfully.

Uncle Wu appeased him first, and waited until the main book had prepared the paperwork before letting Sun Laishi confess.

"My lord, I did ---- my father did spend 50,000 taels of silver to buy the quota of Huiyuan, and I am indeed a straw bag without talent. I am ashamed of the ancestors of the Sun family, and I am ashamed of the trust of the emperor, and I have lost the face of the scholars in the world-----"

Sun Laishi seemed to have suddenly reformed himself, counting his mistakes one by one, and looked very remorseful.

Uncle Wu said impatiently: "These words of reflection will be left for you to write in the future, you only say, how you bought and sold." ”

"Yes, yes. Sun Laishi nodded again and again, recalling: "It was in November a year ago, one day, a distinguished guest came to the house, and my father received him very carefully, and later I learned that the person who came was actually the person next to the servant of the ministry." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Wu immediately stopped: "Wait, what?

Sun Laishi nodded and affirmed: "That person claimed to be the person next to the servant of the ministry, and there is also a handwritten letter from the servant of the ministry, so it should not be wrong." ”

Uncle Wu looked at Dou Guan, and Dou Guan said sharply: "Presumptuous, Wei Xiancai pointed out the Ministry of Rites, but you said the Ministry of Officials, what is the reason?"

Sun Laishi was already very afraid, and when he was yelled at like this, he was suddenly frightened and his face was full of panic, and he said aggrievedly: "My lord, this is also what I don't understand, I heard you say that Wei Xiancai identified the Ministry of Rites that day, and the reason why I didn't dare to open my mouth was that I didn't understand what was going on."

I'm afraid you heard it wrong, Wei Xiancai has a local accent, his etiquette and officials can't be distinguished, I also hold this bit of luck, thinking that I will misunderstand, anyway, the Ministry of Rites does not admit what he did not do, and the Ministry of Officials does not dare to admit what he has done, and maybe it can add to the chaos. ”

He saw that Uncle Wu's face was getting heavier and heavier, and hurriedly said: "But I heard that Wei Xiancai has a written note to testify, it is a matter of black and white, I am also greedy for life and afraid of death, I know that this matter will always come to light, so if I don't speak at this time, it will even cut off my last retreat."

My lord, I am telling the truth this time, the person who went to our house must be the person of the servant of the ministry, and the man said that he was the confidant of Liu Gan, the servant of the ministry, and said that he would be the same examiner of this year's examination, and he could give me the name of Huiyuan.

My father was bewitched by him, and there was a letter from the servant of the ministry, so he even went to the money bank to borrow 30,000 taels, and scraped together 50,000 taels to the man. ”

Uncle Wu patted the wood again: "In vain, you are a person who reads the books of sages, full of nonsense, this year's examiner is a minister appointed by the emperor in January, and in November last year, the name of the examiner has not yet been decided." ”

But that's what the man said. Sun Laishi said innocently: "He said that his master was clever, and said that this year's examiner must have his master."

In fact, the examiners of the past dynasties were nothing more than the cabinet, the six ministries or some highly respected college professors, who were the servants of the ministry, and it was also possible to serve as the examiner.

Coupled with the fact that he was so determined, and he also signed a note with us, this testimony in black and white, my father naturally believed it. ”

Sure enough, there was a written note, Sun Laishi took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his cuff, took it from the servant, and presented it to Uncle Wu.

Uncle Wu looked at it carefully, and handed it to Dou Guan, both of them frowned deeply, because on this note, the time, place and people were clearly explained, and even the handprint was signed, and the name of the person who signed the payment was Sun Laishi's father and Liu Gan, the servant of the ministry.

This kind of change made Uncle Wu and Dou Guan stunned, how many times have they gone back and forth? They can't confirm now whether it is the Ministry of Officials or the Ministry of Rites.

But Sun Laishi's note is placed here, how can this be explained?

Uncle Wu asked Sun Laishi to be escorted back to the cell first, and he personally brought the notes to compare the handwriting, and as soon as he left on the front foot, someone claiming to be Wei Xiancai's Shibo Jia Chaode came to visit the prison on the back foot.

Dou Guan faintly felt that all this was too coincidental, but in the end, the person came, and in order not to miss any details, he personally took Jia Chaode to the prison.

Wei Xiancai was leaning against the corner of the wall and closing his eyes, his face looked calm, and suddenly heard an excited "virtuous nephew", he opened his eyes, looked at the person, and was happy, surprised and regretful, and quickly stood up and walked to the prison door, "Shibo, why are you here?"

Jia Chaode began to wipe his tears as he spoke: "Virtuous nephew, I'm sorry for your father, you came to Beijing, I didn't take good care of you, I received a letter from home, saying that you went to look for me, and you only left a sentence to go to Dali Temple to surrender, so I hurried back."

You kid, what stupid things to do, you are confused, how dare you betray this thing that you haven't done. Shibo knows that you are a kind child, and you can't bear to see these people have trouble, but --- you can't push yourself into the pit of death. ”

Wei Xiancai took Jia Chaode's hand and comforted him softly: "Shibo, I have already recruited all the adults, and my father did buy a tribute quota for me, this matter is wrong, and I can't make mistakes again."

Shibo, since you're here, you should have brought something with you. ”

Jia Chaode glanced at Dou Guan, looked at Wei Xiancai in embarrassment, hesitated for a long time, and then reluctantly took out a piece of paper from his cuff, handed it to Dou Guan tremblingly, and then grabbed Wei Xiancai's hand tightly and cried: "Virtuous nephew, Shibo can't stand you, how can you let Shibo deal with your father." ”

Dou Guan unfolded the paper and looked at it, but his brows furrowed, and he asked sharply: "Why is the name of Liu Gan, the servant of the ministry, written on it?"

Jia Chaode trembled with fright, and looked at Wei Xiancai uneasily, "Virtuous nephew, what is written on this ---, I haven't opened it yet." ”

Wei Xiancai patted Jia Chaode's hand appeasemently, and said to Dou Guan: "My lord, it is indeed Liu Gan, the servant of the ministry. ”