At the table, Xie Feiang stood calmly and calmly on the table, and his momentum was even worse than the previous reading, and everyone present was stunned.

Junzi Nian got off the horse, rushed into the teahouse, jumped upstairs directly in a few steps, didn't have time to catch his breath, and when he saw Xie Feiang, he asked: "Brother Feiang, there is such a big thing in the hunting ground, how is His Royal Highness King Mu?"

Xie Feiang saw Junzi Nian and was about to speak, but there were still doubtful people below, so he took the case and asked loudly: "Xie Feiang, you said that there is still collusion between the Rong family and the remnants of Dayue in Qibo Mansion, what about the evidence! Everything must be evidenced, you are talking nonsense here, you don't know what the crime of framing the emperor's relatives is!"

"Yes, what Brother Yan Shi said is right, exposing others requires evidence, and without evidence, it is called innocent! What's more, we haven't seen any thieves!"

"I've heard that the last time His Royal Highness King Mu went to Jiangxia County for disaster relief, there were signs of anti-thief activities......"

"Regardless of whether there are thieves or not, Brother Feiang, you said that the emperor is trapped in the hunting ground, and you must always come up with evidence!"

At this time, the Shuntian Mansion happened to be over, catching each with a knife, fierce and vicious, standing in the lobby downstairs: "Which one is lawless? Rampage all the way to destroy the roadside stalls!"

The shopkeeper was almost frightened to cry by such a moment of back and forth, he couldn't afford to offend everyone upstairs, and he was worried, when he saw Shuntian Mansion and Fu Yin! The shopkeeper hurriedly rushed over: "My lord! Xie Zhuangyuan is upstairs, upstairs...... "The demagoguery doesn't know whether to talk about it or not, Fu Yi opened the shopkeeper's little two and went upstairs.

Upstairs was in the period of confrontation, and the literati said in their hearts: We are not stupid, you said that the emperor was besieged, and you said that Qibo Mansion rebelled...... If you have the final say on everything, you can decide the world.

Junzi Nian is also a scholar, even if he believes what Xie Feiang said 100%, he also knows the nitpicky character of literati, and he can't help but turn his head, and look at Xie Feiang who is standing tall with raised eyebrows: "Brother Feiang?"

"Evidence?" Xie Feiang smiled coldly, took out the bloody handkerchief from his arms and shook it open.

The handkerchief is naturally not everyone's beautiful Xiupa, but something like three or five thick guard sweat towels, which are stained with blood and spread out in front of everyone like a flag.

The crowd looked at the veil like a treasure.

The first thing that catches your eye is naturally a blood-red.

Then, I found the blood book on it...... The handwriting is quite, ugly!

"What is this!" a close one began to read the words on the handkerchief, "King Zhenfeng Mu is the crown prince, if I die, everything will be tight?"

Because the handwriting on the top was really ugly, this man read such a solemn thing, and no one knelt down to listen to the order.

Only, Xie Feiang and Junzi Nian, who were behind the veil, looked at the opposite side of the veil, and involuntarily "pounced" and knelt down, and the two said in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"Brother Feiang, you take out such an ugly bloody handkerchief as evidence, and there are typos flying all over the sky, you want us to believe you when you kneel down yourself?" I'm afraid it's ......" Before he finished speaking, he just went upstairs, and was shouting "Which one is the ...... who disregards the law and discipline" The Shuntian Mansion Yin suddenly saw the handkerchief Xie Feiang was holding, and hurriedly knelt at the staircase, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Fu Yin knelt down, where is there a reason not to kneel behind him! Like a Mino, Fu Yin lined up one after another to kneel down on the stairs: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The shopkeeper grabbed Xiao Er, bent his knees, pulled Xiao Er to kneel, and hurriedly shouted "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The "Long live" downstairs one after another shocked the literati upstairs, and all of them stood up one after another, and just wanted to point a finger, Xie Fei raised his head and rebuked loudly: "The emperor's edict is here, you still don't kneel down to listen to the order, do you want to despise the imperial power and ignore the emperor's majesty!"

Hulala, the dining table with chairs, everyone knelt in a circle: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Xie Sanshao stood up, pulled the handler forward, and began to recite the holy decree: "Sister-in-law Yuheng, Ribiao Yingqi ......" After reading it, looking at these people kneeling on the ground and kneeling under his feet, Xie Feiang spread the holy decree in front of them in turn, and smiled coldly: "The blood book in the emperor's own hand, how can it be fake!"

Every three years, the emperor will personally write the names of the top three scholars, and put them in the dragon shed, and now the emperor writes the blood book with his fingers, how can a person's handwriting be similar, plus this is a literati and ink writers who are famous for their handwriting, but they can see the emperor's handwriting!

No matter how bad it is, there is still the emperor's seal underneath!

Everyone was shocked, but Xie San's words were not finished, "Wang Fu Yin, those who are only suitable to doubt the truth of this official's words, this official now suspects that they have colluded with Qi Bo Mansion, and they must be severely punished!"

Wang Fu Yin responded: "This official has this intention!"

As he was talking, a boy who was in the Wanghu Tower before came into the building with his hair scattered: "Xie San, Xie San...... Oh no, no!"

His clothes were torn, his hair was scattered, and there was a mouth on his face, and the mouth was bleeding, but at this moment, he didn't care about any face, he pushed aside a group of guards, and pounced in front of Xie Feiang: "King Jing is going to run!" After a pause, he shouted again, "Maybe he has already run!"

"What about people?" Xie Feiang was also so anxious that he jumped to his feet, "What do you mean, you're going to run, maybe you've already run?"

"That's it......" the boy brother crackled, "Didn't we tell you to go first!"

The boy showed his face, revealing the wounds on his shoulders and hands, and tears flowed out with blood, "We can't stand and wait for death, Xiaoqing stabbed the other party's two horses to death with a dagger...... However, there are many people on the other side, and they asked me to tell you first, they can't stop them, King Jing should be coming!"

"Everyone!" Xie Feiang was anxious, and before he could say anything, someone in the building pointed to the distance and said, "I saw King Jing!"

"I also saw it, it's really King Jing!"

"In this way, King Jing is really shameless!"

"The Rong family is not King Jing's uncle's family, who is the Rong family rebelling for, it must be for King Jing!"

"Yes, I agree with Brother Yan Shi's remarks!"

"We must not let King Jing succeed!"

"Yes!"

Xie San stood there dumbfounded, "Everyone, everyone......" He didn't say anything at all, only saw those literati gritting their teeth and rolling up their sleeves and rushing down the stairs.