When everyone saw King Rong and the Lord Ji coming in, they all slowly stopped crying and covered their mouths and wept softly.
It seemed that he was afraid of disturbing the prince.
Jing Rong's eyes stared at the spiritual position in front of him and slowly moved to the coffin.
The body is shaking.
Heart a sour.
But very well hidden.
At this moment, he has not fully accepted the fact that Qin Shiyu is dead.
I still remember that when I left the capital, the old guy shouted that he was coming to see him off. How long did it take for people to die
How did you get into the coffin? His seemingly cold face was extremely uncomfortable, his sword brows were knitted, his eyes narrowed slightly, and countless images of himself and Qin Shiyu drinking tea and discussing things flashed in his mind. The old guy seemed to be well-behaved, but in fact Ugly and cute, he likes to talk like a literati, but it's a bit funny. Jing Rong joked a few times, but he got used to it later. He also likes drinking tea very much. He drank the whole pot of tea by himself, and even liked to talk about his achievements when he was young. Every time we talked, it was a matter of a few hours.
So every time he walks very slowly, he often mocks himself as a tortoise, not as fast as a flying rabbit.
Get a laugh!
The past is over!
Finally go with the loess.
Jing Rong pulled back his thoughts and bowed three times with Ji Yunshu!
He said, "Master Qin, it's a good journey."
The voice sounded steady, but a little choked.
It was time for the funeral, and the coffin was carried out of the house.
Jing Rong stopped when he reached the door.
Looking forward to seeing each other!
Go away!
He packed up his emotions and said solemnly to Ji Yunshu, "You go back to the manor first."
"you want?"
"Enter the palace."
After speaking, he was about to mount, but Ji Yunshu grabbed his sleeves.
She looked at him with an almost pleading look, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Can you promise me, no matter what, please believe him once."
Jing Rong frowned slightly: "I know what to do."
“Jingrong…”
"Do not worry."
He pulled his sleeves from her hands, jumped on the horse, and galloped away.
Several guards followed.
Ji Yunshu stayed where he was, tears fell down uncontrollably, but he hurriedly wiped them with a handkerchief.
Lang Bo hesitated for a while before asking, "Miss Ji, why don't you go back to Prince Rong's mansion first?"
After thinking for a while, she got into the carriage.
Rong Wangfu.
Yu Wei stood at the door waiting anxiously, pacing back and forth, sweating profusely.
From time to time, I looked out at the carriages passing by.
He muttered: "Why haven't you come yet? Isn't it already in Beijing? It's time to go to the mansion!"
He kept muttering these words.
Knowing that he was in a hurry, Lu Jiang said, "Yu Sizheng, Wang Ye and Mr. Ji are probably going to Qin Mansion first, don't worry."
"How can I not be in a hurry? My father is still in prison, and his life is at stake." With a cry.
Lu Jiang comforted: "The lord has returned to Beijing, and the case of Yu Dali will be cleared up."
"Hey!"
As soon as he finished sighing, he saw the carriage coming and ran over.
Wait for the carriage to stop.
He cupped his hands on one side and said, "Your Highness, Mr. Ji, the lower official has something to ask for."
Hearing this, Ji Yunshu dismounted!
Although he didn't have any dealings with Yu Wei, he recognized this person and knew this person.
This person is an upright person, behaves in a well-mannered way, even a little rigid, and does not inherit his father's smoothness at all.
"According to the script" is probably to describe a person like him!
Ji Yunshu cupped his hands and returned him a salute.
Yu Wei: "Master Ji? Your Highness..."
"Your Highness has entered the palace." She paused for a while, "Is Yu Si here because of Yu Dali?"
"Exactly, it's been a long time since my father was wrongfully imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Justice."
"A case of bones in the wall?"
"Yeah." Yu Wei bowed again as if he had caught a life-saving straw, and pleaded with tears, "Master Ji is referring to the Prison Division, and the lower official begged Master Ji to clear my father for the crime of hiding the body and return him to him. A fair, the lower official is very grateful."
He almost wanted to kneel, but was stopped by Ji Yunshu.
She said, "This time I'm back in Beijing is also for this case. Even if you don't come today, I will definitely find out, and I won't let Yu Dali suffer in vain."
Upon hearing this, Yu Wei was overjoyed: "Master Ji is going to overturn the case for my father?"
"Your father's case has not yet been decided. There is no reversal of the case, as long as the truth is found out."
"Yes yes yes!" He hurriedly bowed and thanked, "Thank you, Lord Ji."
Excited to the point of trembling.
Ji Yunshu glanced at Lang Bo: "Brother Lang, please take me to the punishment department."
Lang Bo responded.
Two quarters later.
When Ji Yunshu arrived at the entrance of the penal department, Yu Wei was not with him.
After all, Yu Dali was his father, and he wanted to avoid suspicion no matter what, and it was precisely because of this that the case was not handled by the Dali Temple, but was sent directly to the Ministry of Punishment to find out the truth.
As soon as she arrived at the door, she bumped into the right servant of the punishment department, Lord Jiang Lanjiang.
The guy had a document in his arm and was about to go out. Speaking of this person, Ji Yunshu frowned repeatedly. This person was not from Keshi. After all, he only knew some characters, but his handwriting was very good, even more beautiful than Pan An. , As a result, the poem was inadvertently sent to the front of the emperor. The emperor liked it very much when he saw it.
He praised him several times. Emperor Qi Zhen has always been a person who loves talents, so he ordered him to wear an official hat as an exception, and ordered the Ministry of Household to check his files to see if he was born innocent. Some of them assigned a position to him, which was difficult for many officials of the Ministry of Personnel at that time.
First of all, of course, the Ministry of Personnel would not want him! Assigned to the military? No, the Ministry of War is equivalent to the Ministry of National Defense of a country, and it is related to life. If he accidentally makes a wrong stroke, it will cause the entire military system to collapse. Is it worth it? Naturally not; assigned to the Ministry of Rites? But people are educational institutions, and what they want is culture, but of course it will not work; the Ministry of Households
To settle accounts, verify state assets and tax collection, those who are not accountants are resolutely not allowed;
So in the end, there is only one unfortunate punishment left.
Trial prisoners and write files.
Exactly!
So the Ministry of Officials assigned Jiang Lan to the Ministry of Punishment, and from then on, he became a "vase" for writing case files.
Jiang Lan's eyes lit up when she saw Ji Yunshu, shocked.
Come up quickly.
"Master Ji? You... When did you return to Beijing?"
"just came back."
"I don't know how to come back, so I can pick you up."
Ji Yunshu smiled and didn't respond, noticing the document he had tucked under his elbow.
"This is?"
"Oh, this is the file." Jiang Shilang took it out.
Ji Yunshu asked, "But the case of Yu Dali?" "Exactly!"