Xu Mochen glanced at Tang Derun, who patted Li Guangbiao on the shoulder, and then came over and whispered: "Your Majesty, this person was originally one of the team leaders of the embroidery envoys."

Unexpectedly, it was still his own person, looking at the chubby face full of oil, Xu Mochen immediately didn't feel annoyed.

As long as he is not an immortal cultivator, he is beautiful and delicious to him.

Li Guangbiao also has eyesight, he recognized Tang Derun, and knew that he was the chief manager of the embroidered clothes, but he came over with the documents of the Criminal Department, followed by a young man.

There is only one person who can make him work before and after the saddle.

That's His Majesty coming in person.

Li Guangbiao's attitude became more respectful: "Two adults, please come inside."

Xu Mochen nodded and took a step: "Li Sijiao, if I want to see you, it will take some effort."

The sweat in Li Guangbiao's head came out again: "My lord, this is because the lower officials are not strict, and they will definitely be rectified tomorrow."

"You can get a glimpse of justice from prison," Xu Mochen sighed, "A leaf falls and you know the autumn of the world, that's what you say."

Li Guangbiao used to be a martial artist, and it was okay to fight, kill, and kill people, but when it came to the reason for governing the country, he was confused.

Tang Derun knew that it was powerful: "Please take it step by step."

Immortal cultivators are busy with their own interests, busy building avenues and soaring, and they can't manage the affairs of the imperial court.

But this is not a problem that can be changed overnight.

Left and right is the image of a faint monarch, and Xu Mochen doesn't care very much.

Entering the prison, he glanced around, and everywhere was tattered and disorganized.

It's also very easy to understand, the people who are imprisoned are all criminals, and the immortal cultivators don't worry about it, and no one orders what to do, so the people below will let it go.

After a few turns, there was a decent room, Li Guangbiao invited the two of them in, Xu Mochen sat down, and Tang Derun stood with his hands down.

"Your Majesty!" As a human race, Li Guangbiao saw that the wind made the rudder a common thing, and there was no one left and right, so he hurriedly saluted, "I don't know what Your Majesty's will is when he comes."

"Since you recognize it, it means that you are also a little bit of a cultivator," Xu Mochen smiled, "You are a spirit-stirring person who knows how to do things."

"The lower officials will never dare to be it," Li Guangbiao's head shook like a rattle, "These are all dependent on the training of the former Tang Chief."

You see, Xu Mochen just likes the human race and has a good service attitude.

Unlike immortal cultivators, at every turn, he draws his sword to open the heavens.

He signaled, and Tang Derun stepped forward: "You go and secretly bring one of the leaders of the former Southern Patriotic Sect."

It turned out that he came to see the clan of the dead country, and Li Guangbiao was full of confusion, but this was the emperor's business, what could he say.

"Your Majesty will deal with it later." He hurried up and hurried away.

"Is this person reliable?" Xu Mochen narrowed his eyes, surrounded by strong enemies, and he couldn't let go of any subtle place.

"It's okay," Tang Derun nodded, "Back then, I made a lot of contributions to the embroidery envoy, and later Weichen felt that it was always beneficial to move the dead and the living, and scatter more branches and leaves in the court."

"Aiqing is right," Xu Mochen glanced at him, "Did you expect that sooner or later there would be a problem between me and the immortal cultivators?"

"Wechen doesn't dare," Tang Derun hurriedly said, "Wechen thinks that Your Majesty is a dragon and a tiger, swallowing the world, and in the future, the governance of the great cadres will be prosperous, and talents from all sides will be needed."

Your Majesty, Weichen is indeed here to repay the favor and dedicate himself, and his loyalty is just around the corner.

Xu Mochen was also very happy: "Don't worry, I know Aiqing's hard work.

I'll be honest with you, I'm not thinking of going to war with the Ten Worlds."

Tang Derun nodded yes.

Over there, Li Guangbiao quickly brought one person back.

The man was in chains, walked with a "long and long" sound, his clothes were ragged, his hair was scattered, and he limped in.

Xu Mochen's consciousness swept away, and there were still a lot of scars on his body, some of which had only recently appeared.

He frowned slightly, and Li Guangbiao pushed the person and made him kneel.

"Who are you from the Former Southern Patriotic Clan?" Xu Mochen asked.

The man was crawling and trembling, and Li Guangbiao had no choice but to step forward and return: "It's the prince of the former Southern Guard."

It turned out to be the prince, and that was Gu Jinge's uncle.

However, at this time, Gu Jinge could not be easily moved out.

"You have a grievance to say." Xu Mochen leaned over to look at the man.

When the man heard this, he trembled even more, and immediately kept kowtowing: "My lord, sinners have no ...... There are no grievances."

Xu Mochen glanced at Tang Derun, and the latter stepped forward: "This is the Lord of the Criminal Department, specially for grievances, if you have it, don't worry and say it boldly."

"No," the man trembled, "my lord, sinners have no grievances."

"So, back then, the Minister of Fornication was really trying to rebel?" Tang Derun raised his voice.

"Sinners are willing to confess their sins, and they only want to spare the lives of the sinner and his family." It's a desperate kowtow again.

Caught in an impasse, this self-confessed guilt, even the emperor has no choice.

"Did they beat you or threaten you?" Xu Mochen was unwilling.

As soon as these words came out, Li Guangbiao's head sweated again.

"No...... Nothing......" The man kept shaking his head, "It's the fault of the sinners, not the adults."

It's just a few words that come and go, and it looks a little delirious.

Xu Mochen turned to Li Guangbiao: "Do you know why this is so?"

"Your Majesty," Li Guangbiao chuckled in his heart, he would come back when he should come, "When the lower officials looked for him, they specially read the records, and indeed after a period of time, the adults of Dali Temple would re-interrogate him."

As he spoke, he stopped talking.

"I forgive you for your innocence," Xu Mochen waved his hand, "What do you say?"

"This is a common method," Li Guangbiao wiped the sweat from his head, "If a criminal has a grievance, he will be arraigned and said that he wants to overturn the case, and after the prisoner shouts his grievance, he will be beaten severely."

Tossing back and forth like this, every time he went out with the hope of washing away his grievances, and every time he came back with a beating, it was equivalent to a little bit of wear out the hope in the hearts of the prisoners.

After a long time, people become numb, and no matter what others say, they think they are guilty."

Xu Mochen slapped his palm on the table: "How can this be reasonable, where to place the national king's law, a good means, it is really a good means."

I always thought it was a big and bright place, but I didn't expect there to be such a dark place.

"But what did Dali Siqing do?" He's on the point.

Li Guangbiao snorted: "The lower officials have low official positions, and the affairs of these adults are not very clear."

didn't get an accurate answer, Xu Mochen probably knew it in his heart.

At this point, it seems impossible to break through from the prisoners.

He had no choice but to ask Li Guangbiao to bring the people back.

After leaving the prison and returning to the imperial study, Xu Mochen gradually eliminated that gloomy feeling.

Calming down, he began to analyze.

The movement in Ningzhou is so big, Gu Jinge's matter may not be able to hide from the immortal cultivators in the court.

Knowing that he might check this matter when he comes back, will the other party prepare early?

Other words......

Xu Mochen thought of something, and he stood up.