It was late at night and there was silence.
"A-choo..."
In the study room of Jingxiang Garden, Zhu Ping'an, who was writing quickly at his desk, suddenly felt his nose itchy and he couldn't help but sneeze reflexively.
"It's strange. Is someone talking about me behind my back? I've sneezed twice right now." Zhu Ping'an rubbed his nose and muttered to himself.
"Brother Zhu, drink the ginseng soup and go to bed early."
Hearing Zhu Ping'an's sneeze, Li Shu walked in gracefully, holding a bowl of fragrant ginseng soup in her slender hands, and said angrily with heartache.
"Silly girl, weren't you asleep? Why are you up again?"
After hearing Li Shu's scolding, Zhu Ping'an felt warm at heart. He looked up at Li Shu and said with a smile.
"Your son misses you..."
Li Shu put down the ginseng soup, and her slender jade hand passed across Zhu Ping'an's shoulder like playing the piano. She looked forward with beautiful eyes, and lay on Zhu Ping'an's shoulder. She leaned her charming and pretty face close to Zhu Ping'an's ear, slightly opened her red lips, and spoke in a charming and soft voice.
At this moment, Li Shu was only wearing a rose-red silk nightgown that was as thin as a cicada's wing, without even a bra. Under her slender pink neck, her skin was as white as solidified jade, half-covered and half-hidden on Zhu Ping'an's shoulder... ...
In an instant, the room was filled with spring.
Zhu Pingan suddenly felt thirsty, picked up the ginseng soup and took a big sip, "Ahem, we don't have a son."
"You know you don't have a son, so why don't you go to bed quickly..."
Li Shu's pretty face turned red. She glared at Zhu Ping'an, then stood up and left, twisting her little butt.
After walking out of the study room, Li Shu took another step back, revealing her slender legs. She tilted her head back and showed her little tiger teeth to Zhu Ping'an, saying fiercely, "Don't leave a drop of the ginseng soup..."
"As you wish."
Zhu Pingan smiled and picked up the ginseng soup, drank it all in one gulp, and praised it very flatteringly, "It tastes delicious, a delicacy in the world."
Li Shu pouted her lips in satisfaction, retracted her slender legs, shook her head, and left with satisfaction.
It is the most difficult to accept the favor of a beautiful woman.
After drinking the ginseng soup, Zhu Ping'an put the things on the table in order, extinguished the candle in the study, and went to the bedroom.
It's late at night.
Everything in the world fell into a deep sleep.
early morning.
Dawn awakens the world.
As usual, Zhu Ping'an went to Prince Yu's Mansion accompanied by Liu Dadao.
The Yang Jisheng case continues to ferment. Yesterday, Yan Song said in front of the emperor that Yang Jisheng had secretly colluded with the two princes. The news has already spread throughout the Prince Yu's Mansion. Everyone in the Prince Yu's Mansion is terrified, and there is a panic everywhere.
At the end of the Si hour, a group of eunuchs came from the Western Garden and conveyed the Emperor Jiajing's order to Prince Yu's Mansion.
At noon today, a public trial will be held at the Ministry of Justice's office in the case of Yang Jisheng falsely accusing his superior. Officials from the Ministry of Justice, the Dali Temple, the Censorate and other three judicial departments, as well as the Jinyiwei and relevant government offices in the capital will be ordered to participate in the trial. At the same time, the Prince Yu's Palace and the Prince Jing's Palace will be ordered to send personnel to attend the trial.
Out of avoidance and status considerations, Prince Yu did not attend the court trial, but ordered Chen Yiqin, Gao Gong, Yin Shidan and Zhu Pingan to go together.
Before noon, Zhu Ping'an and his party arrived at the Ministry of Justice in advance.
Because Emperor Jiajing ordered the trial to be open to the public, the people of the capital could watch the entire trial process outside the yamen.
When Zhu Ping'an and his party arrived, many people who had received the news had gathered outside the Ministry of Justice's office. There were three layers of people inside and three layers outside, and it was crowded.
Yang Jisheng impeached Yan Song, the prime minister of the dynasty. This was the hottest topic in the entire capital. To be honest, Yan Song had a very bad reputation in the hearts of the common people. He sold official positions, persecuted loyal officials, and deceived the emperor not to attend court. Most people classified Yan Song as a treacherous minister and regarded him as a "traitor who brought disaster to the country and is old but not dead." After hearing the news that Yang Jisheng impeached Yan Song, many people cheered for Yang Jisheng in their hearts and regarded him as a hero who was righteous, fearless, and pleaded for the people. When they heard that Yang Jisheng was arrested and imprisoned, many people felt wronged and sympathized with Yang Jisheng.
Therefore, when they heard that Yang Jisheng would be publicly tried at noon today, many ordinary people in the capital came spontaneously. Some even came from far away outside the capital. People wanted to see what Yang Jisheng, who dared to impeach Yan Song, looked like, and wanted to see how the trial was conducted.
Of course, there were also quite a number of people who came to watch the fun.
Anyway, there were a lot of people listening to the trial outside the Ministry of Justice. It was packed with people.
If an official from the Ministry of Justice had not led Zhu Ping'an and his group into the government office through a special passage, Zhu Ping'an and his group would not have been able to squeeze in.
As audience members of the court trial, Zhu Ping'an and his companions were arranged to sit on the right side of the lower part of the Ministry of Justice. Officials from Prince Jing's Mansion also arrived, and they were arranged to sit on the left side of the lower part of the Ministry of Justice, facing the people from Prince Yu's Mansion from a distance.
"hehe... ... "
When the officials present at Prince Jing's Mansion saw people from Prince Yu's Mansion coming, they did not say hello but just laughed in gloating laughter.
"Is he mentally retarded?" Zhu Ping'an complained.
"Brain-dead? Huh? Hahaha... Zihou used this word very well. Some people are physically disabled, while the opposite party is mentally disabled..." Yin Shidan had never heard of the word brain-dead. After hearing what Zhu Ping'an said, he was slightly stunned, and then thought for a moment, and couldn't help laughing, praising Zhu Ping'an for his precise choice of words.
Gao Gong couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard this.
"Let's not make things complicated."
Chen Yiqin was a relatively conservative and prudent person. He turned his head and softly reminded Zhu Ping'an and Yin Shidan, asking them to be patient and not to get into conflict with the people in Prince Jing's Mansion, so as not to add unsafe factors to this court trial.
"Brother Yi Fu, we understand." Yin Shidan and Zhu Ping'an nodded and no longer paid attention to the provocation from the Prince Jing's Mansion opposite.
"Look, here it comes, here it comes..."
"Master Yang is here..."
About ten minutes later, Zhu Ping'an heard excited voices from the crowd outside. Turning his head, he saw the crowd outside moving excitedly, with heads moving like waves.
Yang Jisheng is here!
Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but stand up and look outside the yamen.
Yang Jisheng's figure appeared in sight, escorted by a team of Jinyiwei to the Ministry of Justice.
It was obvious that Yang Jisheng had suffered torture in prison. His face was unclean and his hair was messy, with a few strands of hair fluttering in the wind like dead grass. His prison uniform was tattered and stained with blood. He had a heavy wooden shackle on his neck, with his hands and neck handcuffed in the shackles. He had shackles on his ankles, and as he walked, the shackles rattled on the ground.
However, despite this, Yang Jisheng was full of energy! He held his head high and walked forward.
The whole person exudes a kind of radiance.
It was as if he was not a prisoner, but a soldier heading to the battlefield.
"Master Yang, Master Yang..."
"Hero, hero..."
"Doctors cannot be punished. The trial has not even started yet. Why is Lord Yang in shackles?"
"Everyone, please make way for Lord Yang..."
There was a lot of noise outside, with people saying all kinds of things, but soon the crowd spontaneously made way for Yang Jisheng.
"The wind blows the shackles and the whole city is filled with fragrance, and people are vying to see the Yuanwailang. How can we claim to be righteous men together, but it's a pity that the long board meets the prince.
His wisdom and virtue are like heaven and earth, and his court judges are said to be equal to those of the Han and Tang dynasties. My nature has always been to look forward to death, and this body does not follow Yang.
I, Yang Jisheng, would like to thank all the elders and fellow villagers. "
When Yang Jisheng was wearing shackles and passing through a passage that the masses had spontaneously made way for, he composed a poem on the spot, reciting it as he walked, to express his gratitude to the masses.