The three of them all shook their heads and said in unison: "I don't know." ”

Hearing this, Wang Zhaoren's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "I don't know, then you all talk to me, what is going on outside." ”

When Li Yuanming heard this, his expression became solemn.

Wang Yangyang, as the secretary of the Criminal Department, has heard some rumors on the street, but the words are true, and he doesn't dare to tell Wang Zhaoren seriously.

Several ministers agreed that there may be reasons for the minister's twists and turns, and the emperor saw that he deposed Wang Zhaoting, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

It must have been done by a few princes, the purpose of which was to discredit Wang Chenggao and eradicate him.

Wang Yangyang pretended to be clever and was indifferent to Wang Zhaoren's harsh words: "If you go back to the emperor, everyone outside is praising the emperor for your bravery, kindness, kindness, and love for the people." ”

Li Yuanming glanced at Wang Yangyang and whispered to the emperor: "There may be a problem, please ask the emperor to investigate, those twists and turns are absolutely not credible." ”

Only Wang Mengxun's expression became solemn and silent.

When Wang Zhaoren heard this, he lowered his eyes, and his anger was so angry that he smashed the fold on the official hats of Wang Yangyang and Li Yuanming, the secretary of the Criminal Department.

"Presumptuous, you say that you can't be trusted, so what do I believe, do I believe your words?"

Asked rhetorically, Wang Zhaoren was puzzled and gave Wang Yangyang and Li Yuanming a kick, and crossed his hands on his hips: "One of you is a scholar of the Criminal Department, and the other is a Dali Siqing, and you have not done your duty at all."

What has become of the outside, do you know what I am in the eyes of those people? ”

Pointing to the ground, the anxious Wang Zhaoren stomped his feet: "They say that I am a faint king, shielding and conniving at his son, and they also say that my order is just an ornament, and this so-called three-division trial is farting." ”

Spraying spittle, the blood in the head is flowing up rapidly, and the violent temper is vaguely disappointed in these people.

Parents tend to be extraordinarily tolerant of their children, and it's almost a blood nature.

If they weren't born in the royal family, they would be even more spoiled.

But now it's different, and the identities are different.

Counting on the child to guard the country, the minister tried his best to help.

Now the minister's behavior tends to be inflammatory, scruples about this, scruples about that, fear of offending this, offending that, being cautious and not thinking about the people at all, how can he not be cold.

Greed is an official is greedy, the key is that it doesn't matter if you are greedy, after all, you have a wife and children to support, and you can't even plug your teeth with that little money.

At the same time, it is better to be greedy for not much in the past, and it is better to be greedy for the sake of all the people, and there is a conscience whenever and wherever you are, and your heart is not black.

But now he said this, his heart was black at all, just to climb up step by step, he didn't even care about human life, is this still his courtier, to the point that the book is read in the dog's stomach.

Rubbing his eyebrows, Wang Zhaoren's attitude cooled down, and he curled the corners of his lips: "You are the imperial history of the Zuodu, you are the secretary of the criminal department, and you are the first in Dali Temple.

The case against Yu Shusheng must be strictly investigated, you can't wronged a good person, let alone let go of a bad person, if this case is not satisfied, you just go back to care for the elderly like Shaoqing of Dali Temple. ”

Chilling, Wang Zhaoren had to warn and warn and leave this plan.

He wants to clean up the moths in the civil and military officials, and he can't let these traitorous ministers and corrupt officials ruin the dynasty.

Zhang's house

Zhang Jiayi didn't wear makeup, didn't draw her eyebrows, didn't apply rouge and gouache, held the original blood book in her hand, and went to the gate of the palace with Duan Mingming.

Zhang Jiayi really wanted to cry.

This is her last chance, the emperor is the master, if even the emperor is willing to protect it, then there is really no way.

Out of Zhang's mansion, she wore a cloak on her mighty body, kneeling step by step, and every kneeling kowtow with a heavy sound.

She wants the whole world to see how bitter she is and how far she has been forced.

Kneeling on the shady street, Zhang Jiayi kowtowed heavily, holding the paper and shouting loudly: "The courtiers are wronged, please ask the emperor to be the master of the courtiers, and the courtiers' fiancés should not be framed like this." ”

His throat was a little dry, and he raised his head and broke his skin.

People from the surrounding streets watched one after another, and some unconsciously softened their hearts and shed tears.

"Hey, this girl is so pitiful, heaven is unfair."

The woman could only weep, and she could do nothing with her powerless sympathy.

Anything, no matter how big or small, as long as it comes to the "royal", it will expand.

At this moment, almost wherever Zhang Jiayi knelt, the people followed, kneeling behind Zhang Jiayi one by one.

shouted in unison: "Please let the emperor call the shots, and return Miss Zhang's fiancé Shui Gongzi an innocence." ”

Just ask how far the entrance of the palace is from here, kneeling for a long time The cold street touches the skin, and the cold air goes straight into the body.

Wang Xuefeng's cold lips were purple, his teeth chattered, and the blood on his forehead never wiped off half a drop.

Originally, she thought that the complaint was so simple, as long as she grasped the public opinion. But she underestimated people's hearts.

In these cruel times, everyone is afraid.

The main thing is that she is no one else, she is Zhang Jiayi, and she will never be rash.

Time passed quietly, and "pop ......" tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Turning around, the crowd of crows and crows following her shouted in unison: "Please ask the emperor to uphold justice." "It never stopped.

For so long, they have never left, and they are still willing to do so with her, a woman who is not related to her and has no blood relationship.

Zhang Jiayi was moved and burst into tears, letting her know what is the true warmth of the world.

is the most ruthless emperor's family, this is not wrong at all, and it is ruthless and ruthless.

Full of resentment, Wang Xuefeng held on to her death, and every step was painful, but she couldn't stop.

For the sake of Shui Haoyu, for the sake of this group of people who support her, she must persevere.

Sweat soaked Zhang Jiayi's whole body, her legs were rubbed with blood, and Bo Linggai's bones were exposed.

The horrible wound on his forehead was so bloody, and his hair was messy, covering his eyes.

A woman's appearance is so important that she risks disfigurement and doesn't even treat her wounds.

With such scaly wounds all over his body, his bones were like falling apart, and he had no intuition when he held on, his hands were numb, and he finally arrived at the gate of the palace.

His eyes were blurred, his tears were almost dry, and his voice was weak: "I've finally arrived." ”

There were so many people gathered around, and even the soldiers guarding the door were all red-eyed, and this kind of love was too much.

With a sad smile, Zhang Jiayi picked up the wooden stick and beat the drum with vigor and vitality.

"Courtier Zhang Jiayi, ask the emperor to uphold justice and return the innocence of the courtier's fiancé Shui Haoyu." With the faint voice just now, hoarse throat, Zhang Jiayi's voice suddenly increased.