"Your Majesty, Regarding Yu Jue's death, Weichen has investigated it clearly!"

Standing at the bottom of the hall, Song Ci peeked at Zhao Yun, but felt that the person in front of him was too different from the emperor in the past, his eyes were drooping, his hair was messy, and his face was also tired.

He sighed in his heart: "Alas. This time, Your Majesty was not lightly injured!"

Seeing that Zhao Yun did not respond, Song Ci shouted a few more times.

Zhao Yun came to his senses at this time, looked at Song Ci with his eyes converging, and asked, "It turned out to be Song Ci?

After learning that there was another secret to Yu Jue's death, Zhao Yun summoned Song Ci, the most famous prison director in the dynasty, and asked him to investigate the matter.

After all, Song Ci has always been known for his honesty and integrity, and he is proficient in the art of criminal names, and the "Record of Clearing Grievances", which was recited by the ministers in the government and the opposition, was written by him.

Song Ci leaned over and replied, "Your Majesty." The one who killed Yu Jue was Yao Shi'an after Yao Pingzhong!"

"Is that him?"

Zhao Yun was stunned for a while, but said: "His ancestor Yao Pingzhong is my famous general of the Great Song Dynasty. Before I hunted in the north, I relied on his descendants to the border, so that I had a peaceful age. But why did he do such a thing? Didn't he know what danger I would face if Yu Yu died?"

Before this, he always thought that Yu Jue's death should be done by Uncle Xie Fang, but he didn't expect that it was Yao Shi'an.

Song Ci explained: "Alas. It's also helpless. After Yao Shi'an was originally a famous general, it stands to reason that he should be awarded an official position as a reward. However, Yu Jue was bent on eliminating the evils, so he opposed this matter. The two have been feuding ever since. Later, due to Yao Shi'an's defeat, Yu Jue inevitably affected the army, so he drove him out of the army. And after he stepped into Lin'an, he had ill intentions and prevaricated to Uncle Xie Fang to tell Yu Yu about his mistakes. From this, there will be a future!"

"So that's the case?" Zhao Yun smiled bitterly.

He didn't expect that this initial grudge was just because of the acting official?

This generation of officials was set up in order to appease his soldiers after Taizu took over the world, and it did play a certain stabilizing role in the Korean and Chinese armies at that time.

But this system has continued to this day, but it has become a reliance for generals to occupy high positions and oppress ordinary officers, which is obviously no longer suitable.

Song Ci replied, "That's right." That's exactly what happened. ”

"The same is true for expelling Wang Jian, forcing Liu Quan, and besieging and killing Xiang Shibi, Cao Shixiong and other generals?" Zhao Yun's expression moved slightly, revealing a little annoyance.

"Your Majesty. I don't know. Song Ci shook his body and replied in a low voice.

Everyone knows that in Lin'an, the strength of the forbidden army is very strong.

Although they have always kept a low profile, except for the Privy Council, the three provinces and six ministries have always been indifferent, and they have always kept the three departments and the yamen and the central forbidden army in their hands, and no one is allowed to interfere in them.

On the surface, the Song Dynasty seemed to be a powerful civilian official, always overwhelming the military attachés, but in fact, in order to maintain this powerful military attache group, the civilian officials were forced to collect a large amount of taxes to support those huge armies.

It can be said that today's generals and forbidden troops are veritable tumors.

Zhao Yun's face was full of bitterness, and he replied helplessly: "So it seems that the so-called new army is not destined to succeed from the beginning?"

Ten years ago, after hearing the suggestions of Li Tingzhi, Lu Wende, Zhang Shijie and others, he made up his mind to organize and train a new army so as to create an army with powerful firearms.

It is expected that whenever the new army advances to a critical moment, all kinds of stubble will appear.

Since Zheng Qingzhi's son interfered in political affairs, the prime minister has changed four times in the past ten years, and each of them has been ousted after less than three years in office, while the new army has never been promoted.

All kinds of strange phenomena are clearly revealed, pointing to the only goal.

After all, apart from the forbidden army, who else is so afraid of the new army?

Song Ci stood beside him and didn't say a word.

Such a topic was beyond his ability, and in order to keep himself safe, Song Ci naturally had no choice but to remain silent.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yun was not interested in continuing to ask, so he waved his hand and ordered: "You go down? As for Yao Shi'an, he will be sent to Dali Temple and handed over to Dali Temple for trial." Yu Jue, Yu Jue was reinstated. His son is like a grandson?" At this moment, he paused, and his eyes flashed with regret and annoyance.

regrets it because his father was killed by Zhao Yun after all.

Angry, but because his actions were so intense.

But Zhao Yun thought about it, after all, Yu Rusun was already alone, if he continued to force, he was afraid that it would make the ministers of the court commotion, so he said: "Since he has the intention to punish the name, you might as well let him enter Dali Temple, at least don't let me have more unjust cases in the court." ”

"What Your Majesty said, the ministers know. ”

Song Ci bowed his head and bowed, and then left.

............

Lin'an City, Noon Gate.

Sitting in front of the desk, Yu Shizhong sat quietly, and the light rain that lasted for several days finally dissipated, and a round of sun hung high in the air, sprinkling countless brilliance.

On the square, an execution ground had already been erected, and the executioner stood next to it, and the guards were guarded around it so that the crowd would not collide with the execution ground, and outside the execution ground, there was also a crowd of people watching the excitement.

They had long heard that a death row prisoner would be killed today, and out of curiosity, they came here to see what was going on.

In the distance, as the horses walked, a prisoner cart creaked to the execution ground, Yao Shi'an in the prisoner cart was wearing prison clothes, probably cleaned before the execution, so there was no longer the appearance of the previous hanger, but there was a calm.

Seeing Yao Shi'an coming, Yu Shizhong slowly stepped forward, raised his head and asked, "When you framed my father, did you ever think about today?"

"Yes, but, does it matter?"

Probably because he knew that he was going to die, Yao Shi'an looked calm, and there was no crying and wailing before the execution of other death row inmates, perhaps for him, death was a reward.

After all, if he falls for the Heartless Gu, he will die under the Gu worm anytime and anywhere!

Yu Rusun was angry, although he saw that the enemy who killed his father was about to die, he still felt that his heart was very blocked, and there was not much relief.

In any case, his father died, and after that, many soldiers died for it, such as Liu Quan, such as Cao Shixiong, Xiang Shibi, all of them lost their lives for no reason because of the selfishness of the people in front of them.

The whole process is ridiculous.

Yu Shizhong shook his head, and his face, which seemed to be crying but not crying, was full of sadness: "Yes." It doesn't matter at all. After all, the most cherished people are dead. ”

Let the attendants next to him grab Yao Shi'an out of the prison car, and then carry him to the execution ground.

The executioner next to him also picked up his broadsword and got ready.

Yu Shizhong sat down again, threw the wooden card in his hand lightly, and shouted: "Execution!"

The sword flashed, and a cavity of turbid blood splattered out, frightening all the people present to retreat.

On the Xingtai, the headless corpse froze on the ground, unable to move anymore.