Ahya naturally came to save Liu and send books.

It's not that she didn't know the prophet, and calculated that Liu Jishu would be framed by Concubine De, but that Concubine De has repeatedly called Liu Jishu to stand in the palace in the past few days, and it has spread all over the harem.

There are only three things, this matter starts because of oneself, and it must be solved by oneself.

However, Ahya has no place after all, and it is not justifiable to meddle in Xie Ji's harem, and it is even more untenable in front of Concubine De.

She needed an opportunity to make Concubine De jealous and save Liu Jishu from this kind of not heavy but abrasive suppression.

This opportunity has finally come today.

Two hours ago, the Imperial Palace.

Xie Wei held the pen in one hand, and casually wrote a bright red rolling word on the intercession of He Xiang in front of him, and the momentum around his body was like an undercurrent, depressing and dangerous.

Ahya stood beside him, grinding ink for him, holding her breath and lowering her eyes.

Five steps away from the two of them, it was the figure of He Xiang kneeling down to ask for sin.

There was silence, and the atmosphere was condensed.

He Xiang couldn't hold his breath in the end, and took the lead in speaking: "The minister has no way to teach his son, so he will cause the rebel son to run on the street and hurt the innocent, please ask Your Majesty to condemn the crime." ”

Riding on the streets, hurting the innocent?

What a fluttering sentence. Ahya pursed her lips, a cold light flashing under her eyes.

If she hadn't seen Lin Heng's impeachment of He Xiang on Xie Wei's table, she would have really thought that He Xiang's good son was young and arrogant, and he would have only been punished with a small punishment.

However, Lin Heng's impeachment memorabilia was shockingly written: He Yaozu, the son of He Xiang, drunk and riding on horseback, trampled on innocent people in the downtown area, seriously injured 17 people, and killed 3 people.

At the beginning, He Yaozu, who was molesting a flower girl on the street and was twisted to Jingzhao Mansion by the diagonal street, not only failed to restrain his domineering temperament, but intensified his efforts and regarded human life as ants.

Xie Wei sneered, and threw Lin Heng's impeachment letter on He Xiang's head: "He Xiang, you really raised a good son!" In the roots of the imperial city, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, it is fun to trample on passers-by on horses? You really covered the sky with one hand, and you took it by life and death. ”

He Xiang saw the words at a glance, like a bloody impeachment, his heart sank, and he kowtowed suddenly: "The rebel son is drunk and out of shape, delirious, and hurts people." The minister has already detained the people and waited for the dismissal, and I beg your majesty to see that the minister is loyal to the country, has worked hard for many years, and has only this one son......"

No matter how ridiculous He Yaozu is, after all, he is his only son, and he is the heir of the He family after a hundred years, and He Xiang has to protect it.

At the beginning, on the street, He Xiang dared to ask Xie Yu to kill He Yaozu in front of Xie Ji, but he was sure that Xie Yu would not dare to kill.

However, now, He Yaozu killed people on the street and committed a big crime, He Xiang no longer interceded for him, and the only root and seedling of the He family was about to be cut off.

Xie Wei squinted slightly, obviously remembering what He Xiang had said, grabbed the mistake, and his tone became more and more cold: "At the beginning, He Xiang was righteous and awe-inspiring, saying that if this son hinders the society, you ask for punishment, isn't it a bully?" ”

He Xiang closed his eyes, kowtowed again, and crossed the topic: "The minister has settled the injured and the families of the deceased, and he will definitely give them a generous compensation." The rebel has also been bound by the ministers......"

"Killing people pays for their lives, He Yaozu should have put on shackles and chains and apologized to the deceased!" Xie Wei laughed angrily, threw the inkstone on the table casually, and smashed it on He Xiang, "Are you Prime Minister or Jingzhao Mansion Yin?" When will it be your turn to take care of the trial and judgment? ”

He Xiang gritted his teeth: "The minister is guilty!" ”

How could he not know that by doing so, he was sending the handle to Xie Ji? But the incident happened suddenly, if He Yaozu was really allowed to enter Jingzhao Mansion, then Xie Yu would inevitably let Jin Wuwei take him away.

Jin Wuwei is only subordinate to Xie Wei, and he acts ruthlessly and ruthlessly. He Yaozu fell into the hands of Jin Wuwei, and whether he came out again was dead or alive, he didn't care.

He Xiang took a deep breath, and his eyes flashed darkly: "The minister is willing to resign and return to his hometown, please be lenient to Your Majesty." ”

There was a threat in those words.

He holds half of the court in his hands, although Xie Yu promoted a Lin Heng to confront him, he is young and shallow, and he can't become a climate in a short time.

If he really resigns, then half of the court will also resign, and when the officials are vacant and the court is turbulent, how will Xie Ji end?

Xie Yu heard what he meant, pulled the corners of his lips, and his eyes were full of anger: "He Xiang, are you trying to blackmail me?" ”

He Xiang's tone was respectful, looking frightened, but he didn't give in at all when he said it: "The minister doesn't dare." ”

Xie Wei sneered: "I see how dare you!" ”

He raised his eyes, and Zhou Zhong immediately led someone out of the ranks: "Your Majesty." ”

Something so big happened to the He family, and Jin Wuwei was naturally the first to learn the news. Lin Heng's impeachment was all after the secret report.

Zhou Zhong is used to doing things for Xie Ji, and with a look from Xie Ji, he knows what to do now: "He Yaozu killed people on the street, His Majesty was furious, and now the prisoner is already in Jinwuwei Prison." ”

He Xiang was startled, raised his head suddenly, looked at Zhou Zhong angrily, and raised his voice again, with a sense of coercion: "Your Majesty! ”

Xie Wei knocked on the table with his knuckles, and seemed to smile: "Don't worry." ”

His tone was flat, but with murderous intent: "It's just a child who can't make it, since He Xiang can't teach, I will clean up the family style for you." Don't worry, I'll always leave you this incense. ”

He Xiang gritted his teeth and wanted to speak, but he heard Xie Yu's voice be slightly cold: "As for the resignation, there is no need to mention it." He Xiang, there are more than 300 people in the He family, but they all rely on you. ”

The implication is that He Yaozu will not say whether he is alive or dead, if He Xiang resigns and tries to force Xie Yu and tears his face, don't blame these more than 300 people for dying on He Xiang's way home.

He Xiang took a deep breath, closed his mouth, bowed silently to thank him, and exited the imperial palace.

Xie Wei glanced at Zhou Zhong, the brush on his fingertips had been broken, obviously angry, but his face was still calm: "He Yaozu, if you become an army, you are still in prison." Reveal a little bit of news, let He Xiang know that I didn't send his good son to the frontier to suffer. ”

Zhou Zhong responded: "Yes." ”

Ahya's eyes flickered, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her heart was relieved.

In this way, there is no possibility for He Xiang to drop his bag or rob people on the way to charge the army, and Xie Yu also has one more hostage in his hand.

The only son of the He family, but he is very valuable.

Xie Yu raised his eyes and looked at Ahya: "I heard that what ......?"

He thought about it for a while, but he still couldn't remember the name of Liu Jishu: "The talented person who was sealed that day was detained by Concubine De to learn the rules these days. ”

Concubine De's Jinde Palace was watched by a special person, and these movements naturally couldn't escape Xie Ji's eyes.

Xie Yu's eyes were dark, and he stared straight at Ahya: "After all, it's your person, don't be bullied." ”

Ahya understood his hint, this is to use He Xiang's matter to light a fire on Concubine De's side.

A sharp color flashed in her eyes, she bowed her head slightly, her little face tightened, staring at Xie Yu's frowning brows, reaching out to try to smooth it, and pursed her mouth: "Your Majesty, don't worry." ”

Ahya's eyes were full of distress: "Killing people pays for life, it is justified." If anyone with such a big face forgave the murderer for the dead, it would be better for them to taste the horse's hooves themselves. ”

He Xiang won't just leave it at that. I'm afraid that after today, the officials under the He family's influence will come up one after another to intercede for He Yaozu.

Speaking of which, the reasons are nothing more than these: He Yaozu lost his temper after drinking, only civilians died, and the relatives of the deceased had already accepted the He family's apology.

But the living can be forgiven by the He family, but the dead cannot. As long as Xie Yu stands on this commanding height, he will naturally be able to confidently suppress all public opinion in the DPRK and China.

Love the people like a son and punish the murderer, this is what the Holy Monarch did, how can it be wrong?

Xie Yu stared at Ahya's face, and after a while, he loosened his eyebrows.

He drew an arc, grabbed Ahya, and kissed him as if he were prey.

How can there be such a person in this world?

After a while, Xie Yu let go of Ahya, pinched her blushing cheeks, and said in a contented tone: "Go ahead." ”

If it's a little later, I'm afraid that Liu Jishu will have to suffer.