Han Xiu was a little frightened, and he suddenly had a strong palpitation - as if all the ministers had betrayed him, and all the people in the entire hall were eyeing him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Kick ...... Kick ......"

Just when Han Xiu was getting more and more uneasy, a noise suddenly appeared behind him.

Han Xiu's pupils contracted suddenly, his mouth opened slightly, and his face instantly became stiff. He turned around suddenly, but saw Shi Jiao'e wearing a bright red court dress and walking in step by step.

"Concubine, I've seen the emperor." Shi Jiao'e leaned down and saluted, but did not kneel.

Before Han Xiu could speak, she had already stood up straight and walked towards Mr. Mingde's coffin.

"The emperor sentenced Mr. Mingde to the crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason, and wants to punish the nine clans of the Lan family, but he has been tried by the three divisions, what evidence is there that cannot be refuted?" Shi Jiao'e stood in front of the coffin and leaned over to look at the person inside.

A generation of Confucianism has contributed to the society, but after death, he is so embarrassed!

How many people will be upset by this?!

"I searched out his correspondence with the Northern Jin Dynasty from the mansion of the old thief in Mingde! The military advisor of the Northern Jin Dynasty is the student of the old thief of Mingde! Isn't that proof enough?! Han Xiu's teeth clenched, his eyes widened, and the muscles of his cheeks bulged outward.

"Who went to search Lan Mansion?" Shi Jiao'e still looked at the coffin and didn't even look back.

"No matter who it is, those letters are always found in Mingde's study! The handwriting is also his! I'll still wronged him! Han Xiu clenched his fists and glared at Shi Jiao'e's back, he was already on the verge of exploding.

"Mr. Mingde is a great Confucian, and his calligraphy has been collected and copied by many people. Not to mention anything else, how many of these officials who came to the court today do not have Mr.'s notebook in their homes? ”

Shi Jiao'e turned her head and snorted coldly, her tone full of sarcasm: "Handwriting?!" With the emperor's calligraphy attainments, you can also distinguish the handwriting? ”

Shi Jiao'e's eyes were naked contempt and contempt.

She is also telling the truth, Han Xiu knows a few big characters at most, which is better than being illiterate, how can he understand calligraphy? How can you tell the difference, what is the real handiwork of Mr. Matilda?!

Such an emperor who doesn't know how to write and ink, no wonder he was fooled by King Yue!

Han Xiu pursed her lips and tried hard to suppress the anger in her heart. He didn't speak, just looked at Shi Jiao'e, and the murderous aura in his eyes was about to drip out.

"Let's not talk about the forgery of letters for the time being. Your Majesty, the king of Yue who you personally professe, even did not hesitate to drive the elder brother of the palace home and let the king of Yue be the secretary of the military department. You can't be unaware of the process of mobilizing wages! The storage and transportation of food and salaries are all directly arranged by the Ministry of War! Mr. Mingde is a powerless minister, how can he control the king of Yue? ”

Shi Jiao'e questioned one after another, and Han Xiu, who smashed it, couldn't breathe at all.

He had the heart to refute, to make Shi Jiao'e speechless, but when the words came to his mouth, they looked bitter - did he really not notice that something was wrong? Does he really believe that Mr. Mingde is a traitor who collaborates with the enemy and betrays the country?

No, he knew from the beginning that there were many hidden secrets in this matter.

But, after all, this is a good excuse to kill Matilda! As long as you can get rid of the old thief of Mingde, there will be no one to do against you anymore.

So, he pretended to be deceived and wanted to push the boat with the current!

"Regardless of the matter of transferring food, is there a means of Mingde, but now the military advisor of the Northern Jin Dynasty is the student of the old thief of Mingde, this is always right?" Han Xiu glared at Shi Jiao'e with a fierce and brutal expression.

"Bring King Yue up!" Shi Jiao'e commanded indifferently.

Soon, King Yue, who was almost unconscious with bows and arrows in his shoulders, was escorted up. He was escorted into the main hall with him, as well as the subordinates who helped him sell grain at the beginning.

A few days ago, King Yue also led his entourage to forcibly break into the Lan Mansion and frame Mr. Mingde as a judge. And now, he himself is facing a belated trial.

"Half a month ago, these people sold a batch of grain to the grain merchants in the capital at an ultra-low price. Before that, King Yue happened to transfer 100,000 stone of grain from the household department in the name of grain for the people. ”

Shi Jiao'e pointed out what King Yue had done in an indifferent tone. However, the calmer her expression was, the more it made Han Xiu feel creepy.

Of course, what shocked Han Xiu even more was still to come.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Mingde is loyal and patriotic, thanks to the community, and is by no means a sinner who collaborates with the enemy and betrays the country! The Lan family should be innocent, please ask the emperor to take back his fate! One of the ministers began to kneel and plead.

"Please ask the emperor to take back his order, return Mr. Mingde's innocence, and return the Lan family's innocence!" A large number of civil servants in the court all knelt down and asked Han Xiu to take back his fate.

However, Han Xiu ignored them, his eyes were fixed on Shi Jiao'e, staring at the needle and silk thread in Shi Jiao'e's hand, and turned a deaf ear to the ministers' proposals.

It turned out that after Shi Jiao'e pushed out all the witnesses, she seemed to be indifferent to the affairs of the imperial court, returned to Mr. Mingde's coffin, took out a transparent silk thread, and slowly bent down.

She's sewing!

There was a storm in Han Xiu's heart - she was actually sewing the corpse, she was sewing the corpse of Mr. Mingde! She was using silk threads to connect Mr. Mingde's neck with stitches and threads.

"You...... Lose your marbles! Han Xiu's voice was hoarse. He had seen many times that Shi Jiao'e used needles and threads to stitch up the wounds of the soldiers. However, at this moment, when he saw this familiar needlework, he felt goosebumps all over his body.

One, two, three......

Shi Jiao'e carefully stitched up the wound, and during this time, she was engrossed and did not say a word. It wasn't until she put away the needle and thread that the girl in the indigo dress lowered her voice and said, "Thank you to the queen for giving grandfather the last dignity." ”

"Thank you, Queen!" Everyone in the Lan family also saluted Shi Jiao'e.

As for Han Xiu?

Whether it was Shi Jiao'e or the Lan family, as if they didn't see him, they directly treated him as air.

The court fell into dead silence.

At this time, even the most stupid person can see the abnormality between the emperor and the queen. Moreover, this abnormality has seriously affected the pattern of the court.

"Mr. Mingde is a generation of Confucianism, loyal to the monarch to serve the country, meritorious to the community, virtuous in the world! Now, Mr. has been slandered and died by a minister, and the palace believes that he should be buried with a national funeral. Shi Jiao'e slowly straightened up and said word by word.

The state funeral ceremony is a funeral ceremony that can only be enjoyed after the death of the emperor, queen, queen mother and others. And Mr. Mingde, who is only a white body, can get such an honor.