Shen Sitang saw the inkstone smashing towards her, she couldn't hide, so she simply closed her eyes and waited for the dull pain to sweep over.

A muffled sound came to her ears, followed by the heavy sound of the inkstone falling to the ground, Shen Sitang opened his eyes, only to see cloth boots embroidered with gold silk and an ink-colored python robe.

"Emperor!" Emperor Yongqing walked out from behind the bookcase, holding the shoulder of Jun Tingyan and carefully checking: "Did my father hurt you, why did the emperor block it for her!" ”

"Father, the son is fine." Jun Tingyan did not answer Emperor Yongqing's question, but changed the topic: "Father, people's words are terrifying, and the most important thing now is how to appease the people. ”

Emperor Yongqing thought of this and nodded sullenly: "What the emperor said is extremely true, does the emperor have a clever plan?" ”

Jun Ting Yan replied: "Erchen doesn't know anything about court politics, but Erchen knows what the people of the capital want to hear most now. ”

"What does the emperor mean..."

"Poria deserves it, if her father hurts the people's hearts because of her, wouldn't the gains outweigh the losses? It is better to announce it to the world, so that the people of the Yan Dynasty can see the wisdom of their father. ”

Emperor Yongqing fell into contemplation and made the charges of the county lord of Poria public, which would definitely damage the royal face, but if he covered up the charges, the people's hearts would be unstable at that time, and the real loss would be great.

After weighing the pros and cons, Emperor Yongqing nodded slowly in agreement: "The emperor is reasonable, what does Fu Aiqing think?" ”

Fu Yun took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, appeasing the people's hearts is the top priority!" ”

Emperor Yongqing snorted: "Then how does Aiqing think this matter should be handled?" ”

Fu Yun replied without humility or arrogance: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that he should post a notice to make the crimes of the county lord of Poria public, and at the same time pardon the brother of the maid, so as to appease the people." ”

"Brother Huang! No, Brother Emperor! Prince Gong couldn't accept such a reversal, and fell to the ground and cried: "Even if Poria is wrong, how can the imperial brother bear to make her soul restless and unable to rest in peace!" ”

Emperor Yongqing's face was displeased: "Prince Gong doesn't need to say any more, it's just that Poria is too presumptuous." ”

As an emperor, how could Emperor Yongqing allow others to try to reverse his decision again and again? Prince Gong can't change the ending of the ten-year-old stench of the Lord of Poria.

——

Prince Gong left the palace unwillingly and angrily, Fu Yun still had to deal with the matter of the county lord of Poria, and also left first, Shen Sitang and Mu Huaichuan walked together, and when they arrived at the palace gate, Shen Sitang stopped.

Mu Huaichuan turned his head to look at her: "What's wrong?" ”

Shen Sitang smiled at him: "Right Yushi, you go back first, I... I've got a little bit of something to do. ”

What can happen at the palace gate? Mu Huaichuan was about to ask, but suddenly as if he thought of something, he glanced at Shen Sitang deeply, and left without leaving a word.

Shen Sitang walked around the gate of the palace boringly, waited for almost an hour, and finally saw a familiar figure.

The man rode along, flanked by two personal guards.

Shen Sitang stepped forward with a smile: "Your Highness." ”

Jun Tingyan grabbed the reins and looked at Shen Sitang in surprise: "Why are you still here?" ”

Shen Sitang said bluntly: "The courtiers are waiting for His Highness." ”

"Wait for the main hall?" The corners of Jun Tingyan's mouth rose slightly: "What's the matter?" ”

"The courtiers want to thank Your Highness, if it weren't for Your Highness today, I'm afraid that the courtiers and Shen Zhen's brother would not have good fruits to eat."

Shen Sitang's eyes were bright, perhaps because watching the Junting banquet became more and more pleasing to the eye, and the appearance reflected in her eyes was more moving than before.

Jun Tingyan bowed slightly at her, accepting her gratitude, and then looked at her and asked, "How is the injury?" ”

"It's much better, the courtiers are fine, thank you Your Highness for your concern."

Speaking of her injury, Shen Sitang felt strange, when she came out of the Inspectorate, she found that her body was recovering at a very fast speed, and she was still a little uncomfortable when she was in the imperial study.

Jun Tingyan snorted and said no more.

Shen Sitang took a few steps back at the right time: "The courtiers send off Your Highness." ”

Jun Tingyan looked at her, and only after a moment did he withdraw his gaze and ride away.

——

Inspectorate.

When Shen Sitang came back from the palace gate, Prince Gong had already sent someone to bring back the body of the county lord of Poria, and no one stopped him this time.

The county lord of Poria cocos tortured and killed the maid, and the notice of the murder had already been posted, and Prince Gong didn't have the face to bury her beautifully, and the arrogant county lord of Poria cocos deserved it.

Wuchou has not left yet, he has no home in the capital, so he plans to cremate his sister, and then take her ashes back to Qingfeng Temple for burial.

Mu Huaichuan allowed him to burn the body in the Inspectorate.

Shen Sitang came to the empty side courtyard under the leadership of Mu Huaichuan, sat cross-legged without worry, and said something in his mouth, he should be overspending his sister.

"Right Yushi go get busy, I'll accompany him." Shen Sitang whispered to Mu Huaichuan.

There are still some follow-up things to deal with in the case of the county lord of Poria, and Mu Huaichuan responded and didn't stay long.

Shen Sitang stood beside Wuchou and looked at Shen Yi who was placed on the pyre with a complicated expression.

She could have survived until her brother came to ransom her, and a happy life was within reach, but because she was tortured to death.

The little Taoist priest said that there was no need to blame herself, it was not her fault, but she couldn't get rid of it in the end.

Shen Sitang was an atheist when she was a doctor, and now she has seen with her own eyes the means of the spirit rune master to summon spirits, and there is no sense of consternation that subverts cognition too much, she only hopes that this girl with the same surname as her can live a better life in another world, if there is really reincarnation, I hope she can be born in a good family and spend her life in peace.

I don't know how long it took, but Wu Chou opened his eyes, looked ahead and smiled, "Still, go ahead." ”

A moment later, tears poured down his eyes.

Shen Sitang looked sideways and asked him, "Is she gone?" ”

Wuchou nodded slowly, and his voice was a little choked: "Let's go." ”

"Will she be doing well in the next life?"

Wuchou wiped away her tears and nodded with a smile, and replied to her firmly: "Yes!" ”

"That's good." Shen Sitang's heart was slightly comforted.

Wuchou lit the pyre with his own hands, and the sky-high fire burned in front of them.

"Miss Shen, I still have a message for you."

Shen Sitang looked at him: "What words?" ”

"She said thank you Miss Shen, she will repay her in the next life."

Shen Sitang was slightly stunned, and then whispered, "She should hate me." ”

Wuchou shook his head: "No, she was still tortured and killed to death, she should have been a resentful spirit, but her soul is pure, she has no resentment, she is a kind nature, a person who knows right from wrong, and will never be angry with you." ”

Shen Sitang sighed and couldn't help but sigh: "Such a good person..."

She didn't say any more, just silently stared at the raging fire in front of her.

In fact, Shen Sitang has a question, the little Taoist priest has the ability to summon spirits, and since he has attracted Shen Yi, what about the county lord of Poria?

Although she was curious, she didn't ask after all, thinking that he would not let go of the evil Lord of Poria.