Xiao Yi sat down beside Ye Wuqing, and coldly glanced at the miserable and embarrassed He Zifang, "Who gave you the guts of the dog, spreading rumors and slandering my concubine?" ”

Even if he couldn't see it, He Zifang could detect the gaze that fell on him, like a cold blade, with the intent to kill that made Quan cold.

He Zifang wailed in pain, even if he was afraid and trembling, he still had the courage to not know where he didn't beg for mercy, and he probably knew that begging for mercy was useless.

He scolded in the direction of the voice: "Faint King, you tyrannical and unscrupulous Faint King! There is no distinction between right and wrong! Loyalty, no argument! ”

He Zifang scolded that it was impassioned.

Xiao Yi's fingers casually tapped the armrest, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth did not change, "He Zifang, the son of He Shangshu, is not only related to the poisoning of Zuo Xiang, but also insulted me with rebellious words. ”

He Zifang struggled to pounce in the direction of Xiao Yi and shouted: "Faint Jun! If you want to add sin, there is no excuse! ”

The Shadowless Guard, who was standing next to Xiao Yi, immediately stepped forward and kicked him in the shoulder, kicking him away some distance.

Because of this action, blood seeped through the cloth and dripped to the ground.

Ye Wuqing opened his mouth slowly, and his voice was not angry and self-assured: "This palace doesn't know what Jiang Luan has with you, her methods are vicious, and the evidence of poisoning her biological father and mother in this palace is conclusive, Jiang Luan entered the palace to assassinate His Majesty in this palace first, and after escaping from prison and poisoning your biological father and mother in this palace, the crime is unforgivable." The ironclad evidence found by the Criminal Department is like a mountain, you were deceived by her words, spreading rumors and slandering the palace and Your Majesty, intending to cause trouble to the court, just for your own use, stupid and ignorant, it is really a great crime. ”

He Zifang took a slash, "You adulterous concubine and demon full of nonsense, you are the femme fatale woman who disregards human ethics and is extremely vicious!" is narrow-minded and jealous, not only killing the Zuo Xiang couple, but also persecuting Ah Luan like this! And you faint man! Demon Princess! The state of Zhou is dead! The state of Zhou is dead! ”

He Zifang raised his head and howled, letting out a cry of despair and sorrow, which was really sad, and those who saw it wept.

Xiao Yi's narrow eyes were filled with endless anger and coldness, and his voice was furious: "Look for death!" ”

People are dying, and their words are crazy.

He Zifang himself must not be able to live, and his tone became more and more rampant: "Even if you kill me, I will!" You tyrannical and unscrupulous king, you killed your father and brother, brutalized Zhongliang, and connived at the heinous crimes of this demon concubine! Even if you are willing to scrape your body, you must tell your crimes, people are doing it, they are watching, the gods will not let you go! ”

He did not regret his death, and the only regret in his heart was that he could not see the scene where Ah Luan was cleared of his crimes, and then stood in Duan Hall to talk about the past and the present, and recited poems.

Looking at He Zifang, who regarded death as his home and was righteous and awe-inspiring, Ye Wuqing said coldly: "You deserve to be punished for your crimes, and you will harm your family, you are not afraid of death, but also think about your father He Shangshu and more than 100 lives in the He family." ”

The sins of feudal rebellion like to cause trouble to their families.

The corners of Ye Wuqing's lips twitched, "If you make Jiang Luan's charges public, reveal her whereabouts, and atone for her crimes, this palace can ask Your Majesty to forgive the He family." ”

If it weren't for He Zifang, the master of Du'an Hall who has a wide range of contacts in the capital and is good friends with students from all countries, no matter how high Jiang Luan and Chen Guo's scheming methods are, it would be impossible for them to escape from the capital smoothly under the watchful eye of the shadowless guard.

He Zifang gritted his teeth, almost crushing the root of his back teeth, and the unsmiling face of his biological father He Shangshu flashed in the trouble, as well as the faces of his younger siblings at home......

In the end, what appeared in my mind was Jiang Luan's appearance of smiling under the tree in the moonlight, and her pale face crying and complaining about her wrongdoing, how innocent and wronged Ah Luan was, she was so innocent and wronged by this demon concubine that she was accused of killing her husband and mother, she was frightened and helpless, she could only wander other countries, how distressing and unbearable!

He Zifang was ruthless and decided.

He Zifang looked righteous and arrogant, and swore to death: "Justice is in the hearts of the people!" The faint monarch is tyrannical and unreasonable, the demon concubine is poisonous and harms the country, my family is loyal and good, what does it matter if you live, what does it matter if you die! ”

This is a made up mind, regardless of the life or death of the He family.

also dragged the He family to die together to fulfill his reputation.

Poor He Shangshu, now he is still kneeling in front of the palace gate with his family and begging for He Zifang's life.

The expression on Ye Wuqing's face didn't change much, but he raised his eyebrows with some disdain.

Xiao Yi's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he almost snapped the case, "I cut off his tongue!" ”

The shadowless guard who had received the order appeared and crouched down in front of He Zi, a thin short blade in his hand was cold.

Xiao Yi wanted to reach out to cover Ye Wuqing's eyes again, but Ye Wuqing's head was slightly averted.

The Shadowless Guard started quickly, and He Zifang couldn't howl out with a mouth full of blood, so he could only make a senseless lotus sound from his throat, and his face was full of blood.

Xiao Yi frowned in disgust, "Drag it down and put it in prison." Xiao Yi didn't plan to let go of He Zifang so easily.

What is so terrible about dying, killing people is not too much, and what is really terrible is that you can't die after being tortured.

Dealing with one of the culprits of the source of the rumors, Ye Wuqing beat the students and literati in Duan Hall again, and gave both grace and might.

There are no less than 300 people in Du'an Hall, half of them are students from outside the capital and other countries, He Zifang specially organized a poetry meeting to gather them, called the Poetry Club, in fact, he wanted to take this opportunity to denounce the evil deeds of the faint monarch and concubine, and seek a "innocence" for Jiang Luan.

The court officials avoided this, but the young scholar was still a little enthusiastic and really ignorant, thinking that the law would not be held accountable, and he wanted to use the power of public opinion to force the superior to back down.

In addition, most of the students didn't know about it, thinking it was just an ordinary poetry club, and they came as promised with great interest.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the people arrived, the Praetorian Guards and the terrifying Shadowless Guards wrapped the Duane Hall so tightly that not a single mosquito could fly out. This murderous formation requires many weak students who can't lift their shoulders and can't carry their hands, and they are scared to the core.

There are fearless people in their mouths, but how many people are not afraid of death?

When the knife is still pointed at him, he dares to speak freely and bluntly, but when the rows of long knives are shining brightly and coldly, he doesn't dare to say a word.

Ye Wuqing directly told these students that He Zifang had already recruited, and if you gathered together, it would be a big rebellion to spread rumors and slander the emperor and concubine.

Most of them thought that the students who came to participate in an ordinary poetry club were scared, and they kept saying that they had nothing to do with this matter, and they cursed He Zifang fiercely in their hearts.

Isn't that to kill them?

There is really a man with arrogance, and he also succumbed under Ye Wuqing's justified and irrefutable justification.

Although I still don't believe in my heart that Du Antang will poison her biological father and mother, even the rare amazing talent Jiang Luan, I also believe that the concubine will not do such a rebellious and vicious thing.

After all, the demon concubine who kept scolding did not do anything to cause chaos in the dynasty, but made a great contribution to the plague not long ago.

All the students will be suspicious, because without He Zifang, the leader of the-stirring stick who wants to put His Majesty's concubine on the charge, the affairs of Duantang can be regarded as calm for the time being.

On the second day, the people of the Criminal Department found a female corpse from a well in the Jiang family of the Zuo Xiangfu, and the old servant of the Zuo Xiangfu and the personal maid of Jiang Luan, the eldest sister of Jiang, and Jiang Guifei in the palace confirmed that the female corpse was Jiang Luan!

After examination, it was found that the female corpse had been dead for nearly four months.