"And the will was proclaimed, and I did not remain. ”

Feng Wei glanced at everyone, took the lead in speaking, and in the hands of Xie Yun and the man, Feng Wei also leaned back slightly, and then turned away.

When the courtyard fell silent again, Lord Man glanced coldly at the girl beside Bai Lu, and the corners of his lips raised coldly: "Take people away!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone immediately understood, and Cui Zhiyan, who was locked up, pushed out.

Cui Zhiwan almost uncontrollably wanted to grab the eldest brother who passed by, and just as she was about to call out, she felt a gentle and warm hand soothing her, and when she turned her head, she saw those gentle eyes.

Cui Zhiwan was silently stunned, turned his head to look at the figure who was ruthlessly pushed, and only felt as if his heart was being grabbed by someone, obviously so painful that he couldn't breathe, but he couldn't cry.

Just when it was far away, Cui Zhiyan turned his head and smiled at Xie Yun freely and reassuringly, Xie Yun's eyes were heavy, and he understood the entrustment, so he only nodded with a more determined gaze.

When Cui Zhiyan turned to look at the slightly lonely girl again, there was a slight smile in his eyes, as if he was still the same as before.

And the next moment, Cui Zhiyan's figure gradually blurred until it disappeared, and in the dead silence, the figure next to him moved slightly, and then a sound sounded.

"I've been ordered to arrest you, so I'll go first, Lord Xie, this place of sinners is not a place to stay for a long time, be careful of getting into trouble-"

It's not so much a reminder as a threat, Xie Yun didn't seem to care when he heard this, he just turned his head slightly and said, "Lord Lao Man thinks so much about Xie." ”

"Let's go!"

I saw that the face of the man was condensed, and he didn't say much, but he brushed his sleeves and took the lead to leave, and as the sound of weapons colliding faded away, Xie Yun said warmly: "White furnace, prepare the car." ”

The servants of the Xie family followed the white furnace and left, Xie Yun looked sideways at the thin and lonely girl, his eyes gradually turned into unbearable, and he reached out and gently held the girl in his arms, his words were full of guilt and heaviness.

"I'm sorry, I'm late. ”

Feeling the man's gentle and familiar breath, Cui Zhiwan's tears fell faster, but he shook his head without hesitation.

She knew that even if Xie Yun came back earlier, nothing could be changed.

"My father-in-law has been loyal and righteous all his life, and he will be wronged. ”

Hearing this sentence silently, Cui Zhiwan nodded, but he was choked up.

When Xie Yun helped Cui Zhiwan out of Cui's mansion and got into the carriage back to the house, the girl was too tired, and gradually fell asleep in the gentle incense of agarwood, and in the gentle breathing, Xie Yun's hand gently stroked the girl's sideburns, and her eyes were full of pity.

His mother had gone because of him, and he could not let her two other relatives who were close to her also go because of him.

When Xie Yun's carriage arrived at Xie's mansion, the Yang family had already personally picked up the girl to return to the house, and Xie Yun no longer delayed, and immediately rode a fast horse and went straight to the imperial city.

……

Inside the palace.

Emperor Jianheng looked at the pile of accusations in his hand, under the iron-blooded means of Jinyiwei, in addition to Zhao Wenjing, the governor of Zhejiang, who was silent to die, Jiang Cheng, the governor of Zhejiang, and the prince of Zhentai, all vomited everything cleanly.

Under the mottled and bright glass palace lamp, Emperor Jianheng sat silently behind the dragon case, the light and shadow under the lampshade in front of the case flickered and dimmed, swaying slightly because of the wind outside the window, and the dim and unknown light fell on Emperor Jianheng's face, falling heavy shadows, and people couldn't see the slightest look.

Only the more and more obvious dead silence in this hall made the palace people present shrink their necks, press their heads down, and dare not raise them.

When the paper sounded, the guilt in his hand was left in his hand, and Emperor Jianheng picked up the account book casually, slowly turning it down from the first page page by page, and the more he turned back, the more the sound of the page was like a blunt blade cutting a rope, which made people feel more and more heavy and depressed.

"Smack-"

The account book in his hand was slammed back onto the case, and even Feng Wei, who was beside Emperor Jianheng, couldn't help but bury his head and be extremely careful.

Emperor Jianheng closed his eyes slightly, supported his forehead with his right hand tiredly, pressed his temples and said, "Where are the people." ”

Han Zhen and Xie Yun's eyes met, and then they spoke: "The relevant Zhejiang officials have been escorted into Beijing, and the witnesses and those few people have also arrived in the capital. ”

"Send to prison!"

Although Emperor Jianheng's voice was slow, his tone was obviously a little heavier, and he was clearly suppressing the anger in his body.

"Yes. ”

When Han Zhen and Xie Yun bowed, Emperor Jianheng immediately raised his head, looked at the tired two, and said with a little relief in his eyes: "You have worked hard all the way, go back and rest first." ”

Hearing the emperor's order, Han Zhen and Xie Yun immediately leaned over and said, "Your Majesty, the ministers are retiring." ”

Silently, Han Zhen and Xie Yun slowly retreated, turned around and walked outside.

They know that they don't need to say much about everything, just these kinds of evidence and material evidence are in front of them, and if they pull them apart, they will tear them apart in search of this opening, and the impermeable net of the Yan Party should be destroyed.

However, it was only a matter of time.

Xie Yun and Han Zhen had already tacitly passed away, leaving Emperor Jianheng alone behind the Dragon Case, and a pair of eyes fell on the evidence on the case, and his eyes gradually became deep and terrifying.

Feng Wei, who was standing on the side, could see the calm of the storm from these eyes, and the Son of Heaven was angry, and millions of corpses were ambushed.

This scene is too familiar.

It was exactly the same as on the eve of Zhang Ge's old manmen being destroyed, except that at that time, Zhang Huaizong was dying and old, like fish on a chopping board.

And now, the Si people have passed away, and the old man is Yan Weizhang, the first assistant of the current dynasty.

Feng Shui takes turns, this sentence is never false.

The people who harmed others back then should now come back little by little.

"Feng Wei—"

At this moment of silence, Emperor Jianheng's voice made Feng Wei's figure froze, and he immediately said solemnly and respectfully: "The slave is here." ”

"Go, go to Yan Mansion. ”

Emperor Jianheng's tone was calm and abnormal, as if there was no change, but when he looked up, from the deep ravine on Emperor Jianheng's forehead, between his eyebrows, and at the end of his eyes, as well as the slight darkness in his eyes, he saw the anger that was about to come out, as well as the awe-inspiring killing intent.

"Summoning Yan Weizhang to me. ”

When the words fell, Emperor Jianheng's hand on the case was coldly held little by little, Feng Wei didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately stepped forward and leaned over and said, "Yes, the slave will go." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Wei turned around and walked out quickly, looking at the figure that was gradually moving away, Emperor Jianheng sat there, only to feel as if a flame with boiling oil was gradually burning from his body, making it difficult for him to calm down.

"Overseer—"

Hearing the greeting of the little chamberlain, Feng Wei slowly crossed the threshold, looking at the bright moon outside the Qianhe Palace, and the corners of his lips hooked up a subtle smile.

"The wind is up. ”