"Your Majesty, if you can make the waiter of the Ministry of Rites so loyal and refuse to confess, that person is afraid that it will be very big, but he still has to ......" Li Yi lowered his head and let the emperor make up his mind.

The emperor looked in the direction of the Changqiu Palace, "The scholar is crying, the Temple of Literature has collapsed, Si Jian, you are a smart one, how serious this matter is, I don't need to say much if I think about it." ”

"The waiter of the Ministry of Rites can't calm his grievances, how can he have this power, those scholars are not fools."

"Check, dig people out for me, let me see, who dares to stretch out their hands to the scientific expedition, under my nose, they are so unscrupulous, and treat me as nothing."

"This kind of traitor is bound to be eliminated."

"Obey the order!" Li Yi bowed and said, the sharpness in his eyes flashed, as he expected, the emperor would not stop here.

The majesty of the emperor was offended, how could he tolerate that person to be safe and sound and retreat with his whole body.

The emperor may also be looking forward to it, and it is the left minister who is in charge of all this.

Cutting off the arm of the emperor, he can't interfere in the affairs of the court.

One country does not tolerate two masters, and the emperor is no longer a stinky child, how can he be happy to have someone to tie his hands and feet.

The more the emperor interfered in political affairs, the more the emperor rejected and disgusted him.

Two people with a strong desire for power cannot coexist, and can only kill each other out.

In the face of power, even if Lao Tzu is a son, there is no family affection to be missed.

The fight is ruthless, killing the father and the son, which is not uncommon in history.

Leaning on the carriage and pretending to sleep, Li Yi pondered how to pry the mouth of the waiter of the Ministry of Rites and pull the left minister from it.

…

…

"Niangniang wants to invite all countries to celebrate the golden autumn event?"

Xu Zhimao was a little surprised.

Lu Li put down the fold, "They always sneak up on Daqian to peep, for fear that we will get something out of it and throw them off, so we simply invite them together." ”

"Let them take a good look, and save them from resorting to tricks in the dark."

"Daqian has been silent for so long, and it should be displayed." Lu Li's eyes were far-reaching.

Xu Zhimao bowed his head slightly, her majesty was better than one day, and people couldn't help but want to surrender.

"Quande, send the edict to the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Households, and let them start to prepare."

"But what else is there to do?" After Quan De stepped back, Lu Li looked at Xu Zhimao.

"The minister retires, Niangniang, take care of the phoenix." Xu Zhimao saluted and slowly withdrew from the main hall.

Glancing back, he exhaled and walked towards the outside of the palace.

"Stand down."

Lu Li rubbed his forehead and lightly opened his lips.

The palace people in the hall immediately bent down and went out with very light movements.

Getting up from the chair seat, Lu Li walked to the window, with a long jade body and a beautiful face, stretched out his jade finger and touched the green plants on the windowsill, Lu Li raised the corners of his lips lightly.

Golden Autumn Festival, Li Yi, come back, I think, look at you.

……

The Ministry of Works, which participated in the construction of the Temple of Literature, without exception, escorted the noon gate.

When they learned that the collapse of the Confucian Temple was the reason for the corruption and cutting corners of the Ministry of Industry, the scholars felt a little better.

In their hearts, the Temple of Literature is extremely sacred and can be described as a major spiritual pillar.

If the sages were to be ashamed of the world and collapse themselves, the blow to the scholars would undoubtedly be devastating.

"Your Excellency."

The official handed Li Yi a confession.

After flipping through it, Li Yi wrote a personal name on a piece of paper, and then handed it to the officials and asked them to pick up someone.

The official walked on the front foot, and Yang Feng came in on the back foot.

"My lord, the cell is full again."

Li Yi raised his eyebrows, "I was only taken away in the morning, and it was full again?" ”

"I can't bear to get people caught all the time." Yang Feng sighed.

"I remember your house......"

"My lord, Xiaguan's mother is old, and the child is still young, let alone the house, I have repeatedly begged my father-in-law to help me repair it, but it has been delayed until now, and I haven't seen anyone coming."

Yang Feng revealed that life was not easy.

The corners of Li Yi's mouth twitched, "Your house is not far from the old ...... of Dali Temple."

"Xiaguan will do it."

Yang Feng's face was solemn, he bowed, and didn't give Li Yi a chance to attack, he rolled numbly.

It is really time to smoke his layer of oil to light the sky lantern, Li Yi shook his head and smiled.

"My lord, I said I haven't recruited yet."

A servant came in and said to Li Yi.

Li Yi frowned slightly, and the mouth of the waiter in the Ministry of Rites was really tight.

The torture tools on Dongwei's side are much more ruthless than those of the Criminal Department.

With such an iron backbone, how can you be tempted by money.

After pondering for a while, Li Yi asked people to invite Yin Ding.

"Stop tossing around physically, change the way."

Yin Ding looked at Li Yi and hugged his fists, "Please also make it clear to your lord." ”

"Directly target the target and force him to react."

Li Yi got up and walked down, whispering to Yin Ding.

Yin Ding's eyes lifted slightly, and after a while, he slowly spit out the words, "If the adults are in Dongwei, why don't we worry about not being able to suppress the Metropolitan Inspector." ”

"It's hard to kill, I can't help but boast." Li Yi raised his lips and smiled, "It's going to be done, remember to mention my merits to the emperor." ”

"Don't worry, sir." Yin Ding took a deep look at Li Yi and left with his fists clenched.

The Criminal Department was interrogating all the time, looking at the confessions that were piled higher and higher, and could bury people, Li Yi's face twitched violently.

It's terrifying!

"Xue Langzhong and Director Yang, what are they busy with?"

"Lord Yu, Xue Langzhong is interrogating and transcribing confessions in the torture room, and Director Yang is deploying personnel and sorting out the case files......"

"Alright, let's go down."

As a judicial organ, the Criminal Department is still abundant, and it is absolutely sufficient in normal times, but in the face of such a major case, it is too late to sit down.

One person wants to break it into two.

Li Yi wants to arrest people and be lazy, don't think about it, read the confession obediently.

It wasn't until the official came in to light the lamp that Li Yi realized that it was dark.

After stretching, he continued to lie at his desk, giving out one command after another.

From time to time, a servant would run in and put the documents he asked for on the table.

It was late at night, the moon was high, and Li Yi returned home in the night.

The Eastern Guard, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites fainted again, and there was no good piece of good flesh on his body, and there was blood stained on him.

Dongwei almost used the torture instruments on him.

But even so, nothing came out.

"My lord, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it anymore." Dongwei said in a low voice.

"A civil official, but his mouth is so strict, the emperor is urging him in a hurry, and if he continues like this, he doesn't know what punishment he will receive." Feng Yi's tone was impatient.

Then, he lowered his voice, "We might as well ......"

Swinging back Dongwei, Feng Yi attached his ear to Yin Ding.

"You, you mean, report to the left minister?"

"The emperor and the emperor are not in harmony, the whole dynasty knows it, and the emperor is absolutely happy to push the left to carry it. At that time, maybe it will give us a big credit. Feng Yi raised his lips and said.

"W-is this going to work?" Yin Ding was a little uneasy, and his tone was hesitant.

"What's not good, you have also seen it, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites is a hard bone, he won't recruit it, and when he gets on the beheading platform, it's not the left phase but the left phase."

"The person behind him, will he jump out and clear Zuo Xiang?"

"Yin Ding, don't worry about it, why was Dongwei established? Isn't it just to eradicate dissidents for the emperor. ”

"Think for yourself, I'm tired for a few days, I'm going to get a warm sleep."

Yin Ding looked at Feng Yi's figure walking away, sighed on the spot, and left.

No one noticed, and at this moment, the eyelids of the waiter of the Ministry of Rites twitched twice.