Jing Qibin paused for a moment when he said this, and took a deep look at the Marquis.
The Marquis was puzzled by him. Although General Zhao was his father-in-law, what relationship could the relatives of Zhao Jiajun have with him? What does it have to do with Xia Chu
Suddenly, his heart tightened.
He almost forgot that he went to Zhao Jiajun in disguise at the beginning of summer. Could it be that something big happened
As soon as he thought about it, he looked back at Jing Qibin and motioned for him to finish speaking quickly without worrying about the words.
Jing Qibin saw the Marquis frowning and slightly raising his chin towards him, and continued without further delay: "Those relatives, they are all suing a military doctor named Yi Dao."
When the Marquis heard this, his heart became even colder. He knew that Yi Dao was Xia Chu's pseudonym, and he had even written a letter of recommendation to Gu Weiyi.
Sure enough, it has something to do with Han Yang's trip at the beginning of the year.
But what kind of shocking thing could Xia Chu do that would make Jing Qibin look so ugly right now
Can all the civil and military officials of this dynasty be blocked
Soon, Mr. Hou knew...
Jing Qibin continued stuttering: "They sued the swordsman and burned the bodies of all the sacrificed soldiers. The relatives cursed, accused, and cried bitterly. Their brothers, brothers, fathers, and sons... He spent his whole life guarding the territory and sacrificed his life for the country. In the end, even a heinous prisoner was left with a whole body, while those brave soldiers who died on the battlefield were not even left behind. What kind of justice is there... "
The Marquis's heart trembled when he heard the words "There is no scum left". If Xia Chu really did such a thing, I would like to smash his bones with my own hands. How could such a rebellious and unforgivable thing be possible? Made in early summer.
Framed, someone must have framed him under his pseudonym!
Then, Jing Qibin also reported the relatives and identified Yi Dao as the Young Marquis of Xiahou Mansion, the pseudonym of Xia Chu. The Marquis had known about this for a long time.
At this time, it was hard to listen.
He determined in his heart that it was a frame-up, and it must be a naked frame-up.
After Jing Qibin finished telling the whole story, he raised his head and asked the emperor. The emperor waved his hand, and Jing Qibin stepped aside.
The emperor glanced at the angry Marquis, raised his eyebrows and asked him, "Can you hear me clearly?"
The Marquis raised his neck and raised his voice loudly: "You can't hear me! It's full of nonsense and nonsense. My son has been in the mountains for these years and has been in poor health since he was a child. Others don't know. Your Majesty, can you still not know? ?”
…
Everyone in the Hall of Taihe hissed. He dared to talk to the emperor like this at that moment. Even Xiao Zimu was really sweating for him.
The emperor's face was startled, and he became angry. He slapped the table and stood up: "I'm not deaf. Why are you yelling? Go to the imperial study and wait."
…
The remaining people hissed again, the emperor is...
Even if it has been revealed
Are you considerate enough to let him go to the Imperial Study Room to drink tea
"Get out!" Mr. Hou snorted.
But the volume of his words dropped, and he put his hands on his waist and walked out of the hall. After taking only two steps, his waist really hurt, so he turned to holding his waist with his hands and walked out...
The people in the palace were dumbfounded as they watched the Marquis walk away in such a swagger. It wasn't until his figure disappeared and other ministers came in one after another that they came back to their senses.
Xiao Zimu felt a little relieved. Judging from the emperor's attitude towards the Marquis, there was no room for change in Xia Chu's matter.
His thoughts at this time were similar to those of the Marquis. They both felt that Xia Chu had been framed, framed for poisoning, framed for burning corpses...
The words of the ministers who came one after another were almost the same as those of Jing Qibin. The civil servants were the last to arrive. After all, they would not bring too many attendants to the court.
The generals were surrounded, but they could still pat their butts and push the crowd away before leaving.
But these civil servants were really surrounded and it took them a long time to get out.
After all the ministers had arrived and talked about their experiences, the court was divided into two factions.
This is the first time in history that there is no neutral situation in the court.
Either they speculate that Xia Chu maliciously deceived him and did this unscrupulous thing, and demand that Xia Chu be severely investigated and punished.
Either guarantee that Xia Chu's pure character has been falsely accused, and demand that the person behind the false accusation be severely investigated and punished.
The two groups of people were quarreling fiercely in the court, each holding their own opinions and refusing to give in to each other.
The emperor was so angry that his face was filled with anger, and veins were pulsing on his forehead. He slapped the table and reprimanded: "Shut up, everyone. After meeting a group of women and children, you have been assimilated, right? Treat this Hall of Supreme Harmony as a street market, and you can just leave it alone." What about swearing?"
The ministers and ministers paused, lowered their heads, silently took small steps, returned to their positions and stood up.
"Father, what do you mean?" Xiao Yanjun looked at the quiet court, took a slight step, and asked tentatively.
"You didn't speak just now, what do you mean?" The emperor raised his eyebrows and asked.
Xiao Yanjun's eyebrows stretched, he concealed his smile and strode forward, with the posture of a jade tree facing the wind, he saluted elegantly, and then he replied kindly: "Since the two parties can't argue, they both demand strictness." Check it, then check it carefully. If it’s not, it’s better to clear the little Marquis’s name. If it’s..."
Xiao Yanjun paused for a moment when he said this. A faint smile appeared on his already handsome face, and then he continued: "Father, I have my own decision in my heart."
These words were extremely beautiful, and all the ministers nodded in agreement. Xiao Yanjun couldn't hide the joy in his heart. It had been a long, long time since he had been recognized by everyone in the court!
Who can win the approval of all the courtiers except the emperor
There will be some disagreements more or less, but since he finished speaking, everyone agreed with what he said, which made him extremely satisfied and overjoyed.
Naturally, the emperor did not refute him and agreed with him: "Then let's investigate strictly."
After the emperor finished speaking, the ministers began to discuss again. Who should be entrusted to investigate? This is another issue worthy of debate.
The people on Xiao Yanjun's side naturally wanted to leave it to Feng Zhen, the imperial emissary's doctor, to investigate.
After all, Feng Zhen was theirs, so it would be convenient to investigate.
The people on Xiao Zimu's side naturally wanted to leave it to Dali Temple to investigate. As for the reason, people close to him knew it well.
Just when the two sides were in a stalemate again, and saw that the emperor was about to have another attack, Xiao Yanjun stood up again with a happy face, raised his hands and pressed down on the ministers in a graceful manner.
Naturally, all his people fell silent, and the people on Xiao Zimu's side also gradually became quiet.
Everyone looked at him again, and the emperor looked at him with raised eyebrows and asked, "Did King Yu find another good compromise?"
Xiao Yan finished his steps and stepped forward again. The wind was rustling wherever he passed. He gave a gentle smile and said, "What's the point of compromise? The three halls will review the matter and leave it to the chief of Dali Temple."
(End of chapter)