Cai Xianqing retreated for the time being, and without waiting to discuss with Ye Yongjia, he summoned the little official who followed him, and whispered: "That Taoist priest should have gone to see the emperor immediately, but now he is discussing secretly with his fellow Chen in the room, and there must be something strange in it. I'll lead a few people away from the door, you go and take a look, and report to me when you retreat." ”

Then he walked up to the little Taoist priests again: "Everyone, I'm afraid your master will have to delay for a while." It's better to follow me into the court, and first tell the emperor the history, so as not to miss the time. ”

The disciples looked at each other and replied, "I am willing to go." Can you still inform them? ”

"Of course. You just say, 'The emperor told us to go and answer,' and don't mention anything else." ”

The disciples only obeyed the order, banged on the door and shouted this sentence, and then left.

By this time, all the officials had passed through the noon gate to prepare for the Hajj, and the square was empty. The little official arranged by Xianqing came out of the corner of the wall, crept to the front of the house, and lifted the sill window, but saw that the house was blocked by a curtain, and he couldn't hear a sound. Fortunately, there was a window that was not tightly closed, and there was still a gap, so he slowly reached in, pushed the window open, and rolled over and jumped into the house.

As soon as he looked up, he was facing the inner room, and watched the two people sitting there talking, and hurriedly turned his body to the side and listened secretly.

"You gave too much silver, the old man really can't afford it......" Chang Zhenren got up and excused himself.

Comrade Chen held a cloth bag and approached with a smile: "I asked you to do something, if you don't use generous gifts, how can you show sincerity?" If you don't, your conscience is troubled. ”

Chang Zhenren reluctantly accepted the bag and sighed: "The old man is a cultivator, and he never loves this thing outside his body. Adults want to trap me in injustice, and I really have no choice but to do it. ”

Chen Tongpao was overjoyed, and immediately took a pen and paper, wrote down a few big characters, and showed him to see; After seeing it, he hurriedly crumpled the paper into a ball, threw it into the brazier and burned it clean.

Chang Zhenren nodded happily: "This matter is easy to do." When I leave the palace, I will go to your house to discuss carefully. ”

"Thank you, that ......" Comrade Chen was about to send him out, but saw that he was motionless, his eyes staring directly behind him. The comrade wondered in his heart, and when he looked back, it was the plate of duck meat.

"What? You haven't eaten enough, have you? ”

Chang Zhenren had already accepted his bribe, and he no longer cared about his face, he bowed down and smiled: "My lord, no one is here anyway, I'm still hungry, can you ......?"

Comrade Chen waved his hand slightly, and then put the duck meat in front of him: "Dao Chief, eat it." Chang Zhenren didn't say a word, and devoured it; And the window behind him quietly closed.

After the meal was full, Chang Zhenren felt that there was meat in his mouth, so he rinsed his mouth a few times before going to the temple to pay respects. The emperor asked for details, comforted him, and rewarded him with thirty taels of silver, and immediately ordered Chen to bring the required magic weapons and escort him and his disciples to the inner garden to practice.

Chang Zhenren and the others came to the prince's residence smoothly, looked at the towering dormitory, and was about to climb the stairs, when they suddenly heard Chen Tongpao say: "Real people are slow. The prince has not seen anyone for two days, if Tang suddenly enters the palace and disturbs His Highness, is it not my fault? I'll go check on the situation, and it's not too late for you to follow. ”

So the comrades entered first, and gave instructions to the prince, and then led the real person in, and he leaned down, closed the doors and windows, and waited for the spell to be cast.

After a while, all the lights in the dormitory were extinguished, and only a bell rang sharply, followed by an incomprehensible incantation, and a variety of sounds mixed together for nearly half an hour, and suddenly there was silence, and the warm candlelight was lit one by one.

'Squeak-' The two door panels moved, and Chang Zhenren walked out calmly, holding a very tightly sealed note, and handed it to his comrades: "The practice is over." This is the reason for my curiosity, and my lords must not open it lightly, and wait until tomorrow morning for the white paper inside to be able to show the words. ”

The comrades thanked him and played this with the emperor. The emperor was overjoyed, left the note in the forbidden, put it on the imperial case, and wandered around it left and right, unable to sleep all night. Seeing that the sky was gradually broken by a layer of red light, he impatiently opened the note, and looked at it like a thunderbolt from the sky, and he was shocked:

'After the grass cast a spell with civil magic, he forced out the prince's words: Lan Yuan is wronged, this king is wronged, and the two of us don't want to die! This matter must be the demon of His Highness's heart. The grass people don't know who Lan Yuan is, but they ask the emperor to ask for the recent file and dissect the unjust case, so as not to blame the ghosts and gods. ’

"Summoning people from Dali Temple and the Criminal Department," the emperor grabbed the corner of the note and slowly put it down, "I ...... There is something important to discuss. ”

"Your Majesty!"

The voice of the people in Hunan was like a bell, and the shouts of all their strength resounded throughout the hall for a while, "The minister said before that Ye Bingbu misunderstood the society, and now it seems that it is true!" ”

"Yes," Han Lin Ge Mingwei, who was standing beside him, also helped, "Who doesn't know that Lan Yuan used to be the prince's subordinate, Ye Yongjia delayed closing the case, causing His Royal Highness the prince to be frightened all day long, fearing that he would be implicated, which led to this step." ”

Ye Yongjia was not flustered, he only looked at each other with cold eyes, and said: "Your Majesty must know the loyalty of Weichen." I don't argue. ”

"I didn't summon you to play tricks," the emperor's tone was unusually serious, "my son, the country's prison is still sick!" ”

The temple fell down a piece of the stairs.

He sighed and suddenly changed his words: "Of course, the point of this matter is not actually here, but whether the Lan Yuan case is an unjust case or not. If there is an injustice, it should be tried quickly and the world will be announced, otherwise his heart disease will be difficult to get rid of; If there is no injustice, I will not ignore the law of this dynasty because of the life of this one son. Do you understand? ”

"Understand ......"

Before the Hunan people could hear the words of these two words, they couldn't hold it back, and then played: "But this matter must be closed this month!" The longer it drags on, the more it will give others the opportunity to falsify and burn evidence! ”

Ye Yongjia knew who his last sentence was aimed at, and hurriedly said: "The minister should be careful to check ......"

"No!" The 'offensive' of the Hunan people obviously had no intention of stopping, and resolutely interrupted his answer, "The reason why some people shout grievances is not precisely because Lord Ye is arbitrary and arbitrary, and he whispers with his henchmen all day long!" I ask Your Majesty to give me the power to coordinate the handling of the case, firstly, to supervise his actions, and secondly, to conclude the case as soon as possible. ”

In the face of the sudden proposal of the Hunan people, the emperor was also undecided at this time, and turned his head to ask Ye Yongjia, "Are you willing?" ”

Ye Yongjia didn't know the purpose of the emperor's question, he was afraid that it was a temptation, and he was afraid that he would lose the opportunity to refuse, so he couldn't help but sweat and kept swaying between these two ideas.

"Minister...... May I follow the words of the good marquis. ”

He eventually succumbed.