Luo Guibi is innocent.
The emperor personally overturned his original ruling. Luo Guiyan did not murder the queen, and the mother burned charcoal to death.
When the ruling was announced by the palace, the courtiers were shocked.
Is it inappropriate for the emperor to admit his wrong judgment at this time? At this juncture, Zhenbeihou is arrogant.
However, Emperor Ming Yuan meant that no unjust, false or wrongful case was allowed in the Northern Tang Dynasty.
His wrong sentence led to Luo Guibi's death, and the Luo family was almost ruined. Therefore, he also committed a crime and blamed himself for eighty times.
King Ji was filial, and when his highness knelt down, he wanted to share the worries for his father, and he took the fifteen boards.
Wang An immediately went out and also won the 15th National Congress of the Communist Party of China.
Sun Wang weakly came out and also led the 15th National Congress of the Communist Party of China.
As a younger brother, Prince Rui also led the board.
Everyone looked at Yu Wenhao.
King Qi and King Huai did not come, and the old eight and nine were not in the temple.
Yu Wenhao knew that he was going to talk about Luo Guimen's case today, so he came to court early in the morning.
But he didn't expect this to happen. He really couldn't be beaten anymore. If he hit the board again, his butt would bloom.
Shoufu was right in front of him, and looked back at him lightly, "It's the prince."
Yu Wenhao was so anxious that his throat was smoking, "Don't worry, I'll do it," he muttered with his fingers, "Big brother fifteen, second brother fifteen, fourth brother fifteen, emperor uncle ten, that's fifty-five. , The eighty board minus fifty-five..."
Chu Shoufu kindly said, "Master, there are fifteen left."
Yu Wenhao's mind was a little confused, and his face became pale, and there were a lot of fifteen. The old troubles were not cured before, it is better to be like this. When he raised his head, he saw his father staring at him. Prestige shakes the sky.
Yu Wenhao's legs bent involuntarily and knelt down, unwilling to say: "The son is willing to take the rest for his father."
The expression of Emperor Ming Yuan was slightly relaxed.
Chu Shoufu praised, "The prince is really filial. By the way, the old minister made a mistake. It is not the 15th National Congress, but the 25th National Congress. I am older and the mathematics is not good. Lord Prince forgive me."
Yu Wenhao suddenly felt that half of his body had fallen into the soil. He raised his head and glanced at Shoufu. Shoufu's eyes were full of pity. Yu Wenhao felt that he was deliberate.
The Emperor Ming Yuan looked at his three sons, and now he felt that raising a son was a bit useful.
However, seeing the tragic appearance of Old Wu in his eyes, his heart suddenly became angry, and he was hypocritical.
Beyond the Meridian Gate, a solemn place.
The cold wind swishes, but the winter sun shines again.
A group of imperial soldiers stood, and a group of princes lay down.
The long and sturdy board fell, and a muffled sound rang.
Yu Wenhao gritted his teeth and endured the pain of the stick falling. This kind of taste is really familiar to the mother.
Twenty-five, why is he twenty-five
Prince Rui was first helped up and went in steadily to apply medicine.
Afterwards, both Sun Wang Ji Wang and An Wang were helped up. Although they were staggering, they were barely able to go.
The sound of "cracking" still sounded. Yu Wenhao felt that it was so unfair, and with blood and tears, he endured the twenty-five board.
He was dragged in, and his feet were no longer able to stand upright. He simply killed him and could not move, letting the imperial army half support and half drag in.
At the entrance of the main hall, the ministers looked up and saw that Shoufu smiled very kindly. When Yu Wenhao was dragged over, Shoufu asked with concern: "How is the prince?"
Yu Wenhao gritted his teeth and said: "You can't die, remember the first aid."
"This note, this note, this matter today, the prince made the first contribution." Shoufu said with a smile.
Yu Wenhao suddenly gave birth to a murderous heart, but he just lost his strength.
Emperor Ming and Yuan decreed that after applying the medicine, the princes should be sent back to the palace for recuperation.
Tang Yang saw that Yu Wenhao was sent back on the carriage, and was shocked. After asking why, Yu Wenhao bitterly said: "It is clearly the fault of the father, why is the king who was beaten?"
Tang Yang feels distressed, "Hey, my dear lord, when will your ass not suffer? The princess knows that he will be anxious again."
"Don't tell her." Yu Wenhao propped up and got out of the carriage with Tang Yang's support.
"I'm afraid I have to say it. If you don't go this day, the princess will be anxious." Tang Yang said.
At the end, he said again: "Also, Xu Yi's mouth can't be kept secret, and a thousand warnings are no better than the princess's questioning."
Yu Wenhao gritted his teeth and endured the pain, "Don't talk about this first, find a better medicine. I don't know what the medicine in this palace is. The hot pain is worse than before."
Tang Yang helped him in, checked it, and said strangely, "How come the powdered ginger comes up from the ground? Of course it is burning and painful."
"Mixed ginger?" Yu Wenhao was so angry, "It was the medicine that Father Mu Ru personally gave to this king. Why is it that powdered ginger? Why doesn't he add minced garlic? You can roast it for this king."
Tang Yang was also dumbfounded, "Master, did the emperor know about your medicine for the emperor's incense?"
"Impossible." Yu Wenhao denied, "If Mu Ru father-in-law dared to confess this matter, he would not be able to escape first."
Tang Yang looked at his almost festered flesh and said, "Oh my God, what is it on earth? What a sin."
He ran out and called his mother and Qi Luo, one for hot water and the other for medicine.
After washing the wound again, and applying cool medicine, Yu Wenhao finally felt that this Hootun belonged to him.
He hummed twice, "Tang Yang, turn around to help this king find a fortune teller to see if this king has provoke someone."
Tang Yang also thinks he should look at Feng Shui, where would he play the board over and over again? If you say that you have made a mistake, it was the last time that the king of Qi was involved, and this time it was directly on behalf of the emperor.
"The prince can rest assured, find someone from the humble position to get rid of evil spirits." Tang Yang said.
"Are you serious?" Yu Wenhao glanced at him weakly, "Forget it, all the ghosts said, this king is going crazy."
"It doesn't matter whether it's useful or not, it's okay to ask someone to come back and have a look." Tang Yang felt that he really had to believe in Feng Shui as a human being.
"People got fifteen boards at most. Who did this king provoke?" Yu Wenhao wailed.
Tang Yang's eyes were protruding, "Master, are you guilty of being too old?"
"Isn't it? That Tai Sui is my dad." Yu Wenhao lay down for a while, her heart was very irritable, so it was very uncomfortable to lie on her nose and not breathe.
After Tang Yang repaired his injury, he said: "If this is the case, then there is no complaint, just accept it, I hope it won't be another time."
"The next time, this king will chop his head." Yu Wenhao said with a heavy nasal voice.
Tang Yang was funny and distressed, covered him with a quilt, and said, "Sell someone to tell the princess."
"Find someone who speaks a little more tactfully." Yu Wenhao said quickly.
"Then ask his mother to go." Tang Yang packed up and walked out.