A little eunuch who was passing the word walked out of Jingren Palace quickly.

In the ear hall, Concubine Jia leaned on the beauty couch, wearing a rose-red embroidered phoenix silk flag dress, the left and right sides of the flag inlaid with jade are dotted with a cluster of red hibiscus, and the tassels hanging on both sides are decorated with red sapphires and gently swaying.

She gently tugged at the soft blanket on her lap, and the palace maid behind her kneaded her shoulders.

A small, gilded hollowed-out bird incense burner sits firmly on the desk, puffing a soothing thin smoke.

Concubine Jia closed her eyes, but there was a faint smile on Zhu's lips, which showed that she was in a happy mood.

The distant hairpin who was guarding the side hid a sigh in his eyes.

According to him, more than half of today's court trial in Jinluan Palace, Dali Temple, the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the Criminal Department all confessed in turn to testify that Feng Yinglian and He Shen colluded with the White Lotus Sect with the intention of rebellion and rebellion.

And Feng Jiwen, who previously insisted in front of the Taimiao that she would help Feng Yinglian clear her grievances, never showed up at all today.

In her impression, Mrs. He was not the one who flinched.

And the reason for the concubine's attitude is not difficult to guess.

She has been serving Concubine Jia for nearly ten years, and although she has never interfered in her private affairs, she is not ignorant.

It seems that Jiyue Garden is in a catastrophe this time.

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On the Jinluan Palace, Ding Tao and Cheng Zhiran counted the crimes of Feng Yinglian and He Shen, and their voices resounded in the hall one after another, and the situation was urgent.

Under such circumstances, everyone in the palace has almost determined the result of today's court trial.

In other words, this situation was roughly expected before the trial began.

The great crime of rebellion between Yinglian Mansion and Ji Yueyuan must be decided.

"He Shen, under the ironclad evidence, if you still forcibly refuse to admit your guilt, the official can only order someone to carry out the punishment. Liu Yong looked at He Shen and preached helplessly.

He Shen is not guilty. ”

His tone remained unwavering, as if he was merely stating the facts.

Qianlong was furious, and personally ordered: "Drag it out and punish it with a hundred rods——"

A hundred rods!

This is something that can kill people.

This is clearly to beat people until they confess their sins......

The emperor was obviously really furious.

Under the anger of the Son of Heaven, Ah Gui ventured into the words: "Since the opening of the Qing Dynasty, there has never been a precedent for a court staff and a first-class official, this is a bad habit of the previous dynasty, and I hope the emperor will think twice!"

"Ah Gui!" Qianlong's face sank suddenly, and he looked at him: "Plea for the traitor, don't you also want to rebel!"

"The minister doesn't dare to ......!" Ah Gui hurriedly lifted his robe and knelt.

At this time, he realized that he was in a hurry, and he was unscrupulous-His Majesty has always been arrogant, and the reason why he taboos the White Lotus Sect is because of the taboo of the previous dynasty, and he compares his edict with the 'bad habits of the previous dynasty' in such a grand manner, isn't he arrogantly accusing the emperor of following the violent bad habits of the previous dynasty?

In this way, the advance and retreat have made the emperor lose face.

The emperor will never be wrong, and he is wrong to add fuel to the fire.

The Son of Heaven was furious, and the rest of the officials also fell to the ground and shouted: "The emperor is angry." ”

"Drag it off, rod. ”

Qianlong clenched his palms, and his majestic face was covered with a thick layer of frost.

The two guards walked quickly towards He Shen.

The officials who knelt on the ground and bowed their heads did not dare to cast their eyes without permission, and could only judge by the sound of footsteps that He Shen was escorted outside the hall by the guards.

A voice suddenly reached the ears of everyone in the temple.

But it is not the sound of a rod or the sound of pain.

"Wait!"

The voice was very loud, but it exuded a pleasant feeling, like a woman's voice.

But who is so bold?

How could a woman suddenly appear outside the temple?

Everyone was amazed and wanted to look back, but they didn't dare to be this bird that might provoke the attention of the angry Son of Heaven.

Ding Ziyu, who had been waiting outside the hall, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw someone coming.

He Shen, who had been pressed on the bench, looked at Feng Jiwen, who was walking towards him quickly.

In the line of sight, the slender woman was gathered in a huge brocade with a white crane picture embroidered on a blue background of the lake, her face was white and moist, but her cheeks seemed to be blown red by the cold wind, and a few strands of hair were scattered in her ears.

He hurriedly looked her down again.

Fortunately, it was just a few strands of hair that didn't seem to hurt.

That's it.

He put his mind at ease, and there was a smile in his eyes.

When Feng Jiwen saw it, she only felt that she was going to cry angrily.

He was smiling at her!

Why did it get to the point of being scolded by the rod?

He has so many ideas on weekdays, and a mouth is the most eloquent, even if he can't drag her over for a long time, he won't be dragged out and beaten!

There is no way to think about it, just confess the guilt, and then change her words when she comes, only saying that she is weak and afraid of punishment and forced to admit her guilt, isn't this kind of brazen method also made by him?

Why was he really dragged out stupidly?

If she came a little later, what would he do if he was really beaten?

At this time, she had a thousand words, blaming, incomprehensible, and missing, and filled her heart to the ground, but in this situation, she couldn't say a word, only tears that didn't dare to fall in her eyes and a sentence: "I'm late-"

If nothing else, he must be worried.

She didn't encounter an accident last night, and in order to avoid the eyes and ears of Jingren Palace, she didn't go to Dali Temple this morning, but deliberately went out by carriage half a pillar of incense late, intending to let Jingren Palace completely relax her vigilance, so that she could enter the palace smoothly.

But what she didn't expect was that even if Fukangan was there, on the grounds of 'summoning a person's certificate', the guards of the inner palace still refused to let her in, insisting that "Commander Fu can enter the palace at any time to face the saint, and all idle people need to wait outside the palace gate", and then said that "you need to wait here, and someone will go to the front of the palace to pass it on, and only when the emperor has permission can she be released"——

Judging from past experience, Fukangan was keenly aware that these guards had other intentions.

Most of them have already received Jingren Palace's advice, so they will do everything possible to stop it.

Fearing that after a long delay, news would spread to Jingren Palace, and the rebirth would change, Fukangan immediately made a decision, hugged her on horseback, and galloped all the way in the Forbidden City regardless of it.

And after those guards reacted to the fact that 'although this third master is favored, it seems that he has never been granted the treatment of riding a horse in the Forbidden City', and if they want to chase it, they will not be able to catch up.

At present, the commander of the guards personally brought people over, so he could stop him outside the Jinluan Palace.

He Shen glanced at Fukangan, who was taken down for questioning, and nodded in thanks.

"Who is making a noise outside the palace?"

Gao Yuncong's voice came from the hall.

Feng Jiwen moved appropriately to tuck the hair scattered on her cheeks due to the bumps in horseback riding, straightened the hairpin ring, rearranged her clothes, and confirmed that her demeanor was undamaged, before she replied politely: "Concubine Feng, come to meet the saint according to the appointment of the Taimiao!"