The air in the Taihe Hall seemed to be solidified, and there seemed to be a faint remnant of the gunpowder breath left behind by the two blades.

But it was not as gloomy as the dragon chair seat on the high hall, which was terrifying.

The emperor slowly closed his eyes and calmed down, his fingertips were slightly white from the ban on pinching the dragon's handle just now, and the people below were silent and did not dare to say anything more.

If the emperor angrily ordered the rectification of the whole court, then almost half of the people above the court would not be able to escape.

How could the emperor not know that these undercurrents hidden under the light in this court were just out of disdain, no matter what they did, the rivers and mountains of this big wing country were their own, and they couldn't be shocked by any big waves.

The second is, if you really manage it, all kinds of interests are involved, layer by layer, and it is estimated that most of the people in this court have been dragged down before they are finished.

Although they are indeed corrupt officials, their own strength is also real, otherwise they would not sit in their own position.

Therefore, even if it is to be rectified, it is a matter of injuring the enemy by 1,000 and causing 800 self-damage.

He's not stupid, so he's always turned a blind eye, but since someone has brought this to the light today, don't blame him for not showing mercy, no matter what the reason behind him is.

This time, it must be an example to the chickens!

Those solemn eyes slowly opened, and everything under the court was imprinted, but there seemed to be nothing.

"The Ministry of Industry Shangshu directly or indirectly mutilate two lives because of accepting bribes and bending the law for personal gain, and ignoring the laws of the court, forming gangs and factions without authorization, and the responsibility is difficult to escape at all levels."

When the emperor's slightly deep voice slowly resounded in the silent Taihe Palace, Song Zhancheng knew that this invisible war was about to end.

"He was specially stripped of his official position, and his son Ye Xu was arrested and imprisoned pending trial."

The Ministry of Works' face was like ashes, and he reacted and opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

The guilt handed over by Young Master Wei just now is not only the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, but also his son Ye Xu's monstrous responsibilities, which were sent as gifts.

This gift must be fair only when both young and old are present.

How could these crimes cause such consequences, it is not because they happened to hit the muzzle of the gun, the emperor was worried that he couldn't find a reason to get these people, and now it just happened that he was sleepy and just happened to give people pillows.

However, since ancient times, there have been sweet dates to eat after a stick.

The Ministry of Industry is naturally the one who was beaten, and this sweet jujube must be for the Ministry of Households.

"Although Ni Xuan, the secretary of the household department, is responsible for tax evasion, but he thinks that the tax reduction is for the sake of the people, so he will not be held accountable this time, but the crime of tax evasion is still unavoidable, and he will be fined for three years to set an example."

"Minister, Commander."

"As for the tax." The emperor had just said the two culpables and remembered the source of the war just now, and after thinking for a moment, he said to Song Zhancheng: "Zhancheng, you have just returned from the two border countries, and you still have a certain understanding and knowledge of these matters, and I also believe in your ability, this tax matter is fully handed over to you to deal with, but, don't transition, and press taxes as appropriate." ”

Song Zhancheng stepped forward and bowed, "The son of the minister is the order." ”

This court battle seems to be a battle between several ministers of the court, and Prince Jin stayed out of the matter, but he just said a word or two, but everyone with a discerning eye knows that this time, Song Zhancheng is the biggest winner.

Eradicating one of the princelings' arms and gaining favor for himself in front of the emperor is really killing two birds with one stone.

And the prince, so to speak, lost completely.

Who can be blamed for this, no one can blame it, it depends on who is more ruthless, who is more thoughtful and will win people's hearts.

Yefu.

The sound of a thunderbolt smashing came from a room, followed by a sharp questioning that made one want to cover the mouth of the speaker and stop it.

Annoying.

"What did you say?!" In the antique room, there stood a woman in a green Luo skirt, with a hideous face, round eyes, and a teacup in her hand.

It is not difficult to see that the smashed tea cups and some porcelain products on the ground are from her.

On the other side of the bed sat a beautiful woman who hid her face and wept, who seemed to have no reaction to what the woman in front of her was doing, but cried even more.

On his knees lay a trembling messenger, who seemed to be frightened by the scene in the house, his body trembled all the time, and the most conspicuous thing was the bruise on his forehead and a trace of blood left along his eyebrows.

Ye Shiyun clenched her teeth and looked at the little guy below in disbelief, just now this person said that her father was stripped of his official position, and his brother was in prison for investigation?

How can it be!

Her father is the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, and he went to the court this morning, how could he be stripped of his official position! This little guy must be talking nonsense! Who gave him the guts!

"Shiyun, what can I do about this...... This is the news that your seventh uncle brought back, and it must not be wrong......"

Ye Shiyun looked at the beautiful woman in front of her annoyingly, crying, she knew what else she could do when she cried!

No, she doesn't believe it, she has to make sure for herself!

It was not late at night.

Ye Shiyun bought off the prison management of Dali Prison through Uncle Seven, so that she could get the opportunity to go in and visit the prison, but it was not long, only a quarter of an hour.

"Da-da-da-da."

The sound of footsteps sounded slowly in this damp dungeon, and the fishy and dull feeling in the air made Ye Shiyun cover her mouth and nose.

Where had she been in such a place, and how could she have come to this place if she hadn't wanted to know the truth?

Along the way, there were wails all around, including desperate screams and low sighs of pain, which gave people goosebumps, and the cool breeze could not stay longer.

It's a place that drives people crazy.

Then I turned a corner, and I saw another slightly clean cell, in short, much better than the ones I had seen before, but I don't know if it will be so clean after a while.

"This is the cell of the criminal Ye family, for a quarter of an hour, you weigh it yourself."

The leader who took the lead said these words with an expressionless face and turned around and left, it is commonplace to stay here for a long time, from the ordinary people to the big officials, which one did not come in because of crime, even if there is an unjust case, but, as long as it enters here, the chance of getting out is almost zero.

This is the rule, the rule of the superiors, they can only be silent and silent, clinging to their own identity.

I don't know how long this daughter of the Ye family can jump, this Ye family has collapsed, the pillars are gone, and how many people want to see this joke.

Like Ye Shiyun in the past, she couldn't tell how she lost her temper when she saw the appearance of this leader, but when she saw her father and brother in the cell, she was silent, and she couldn't care about anything else.

"Father......?" A slightly hesitant voice resounded in the empty cell, causing the head of the man sitting in the corner to rise suddenly.

The expression of surprise flashed, and Ye's hands and feet crawled over with a hoarse and low voice, "Poetry rhyme, poetry rhyme!" Have you come to save your father?! Are you here to save your father?? ”

Brother Ye Shiyun on the side seemed unfazed, his eyes were not empty and empty, his lips were pursed and he didn't speak, but when her voice sounded, his eyes suddenly exuded a different feeling, and there was a faint expectation.