Chapter 329 (2/2)

The emperor sold a favor to Shi Fuqiu: ”read that Jiaying doesn't know anything about it, so take her back.”

General Shi knelt down to Shane and got up flustered to pick up his daughter in the backyard.

However, although she was pardoned for the death penalty, she was the one who followed Du Kun to worship. I'm afraid she won't find a good family in the future.

Shi Fuqiu was more resentful towards Xiao Zimu at this time. He could have said it early in the morning, but he had to wait for them to be polite.

Originally, he was Xiao Yanjun's relative, but now he hates Xiao Zimu in his heart.

At the beginning of summer, seeing that the emperor was ready to drive back to the palace, he hurried forward: ”my cousin said that the weapons in these boxes were seized from private soldiers outside the suburbs of Beijing, so it should be rehabilitated for Du Hanfei who planted the blame on Lord Ren, the governor of Suzhou ten years ago.”

Du Hanfei suddenly opened his mouth to argue: ”how can there be these weapons in the private soldiers? You're lying.”

After Lord Ren's accident, he dismissed those craftsmen and never forged privately. How is it possible?

”Prime minister Du, you have been sentenced to be interrogated and beheaded after autumn. My cousin and his highness King Mo have to accuse you of this?” At the beginning of summer, a touch of ridicule was pulled from the corners of the mouth.

The ministers also talked involuntarily: ”yes, why should General Zhao and his highness King Mo tell this lie?”

Du Hanfei was so angry that he couldn't argue, but the emperor locked his eyebrows and didn't open his mouth. Xiao Yanjun knew that although the emperor knew in his heart, he couldn't open his face to rehabilitate, so he opened his mouth considerately: ”the people of any family are dead. What's good to rehabilitate.”

Xiao Zimu denounced in a harsh voice: ”Lord Ren is loyal to his country and was framed for reporting. Even if there is no empress in his family now, he should return his innocence to avoid future generations' dust on his family. How can the fourth brother say such words?”

Xiao Yanjun was stunned by him. Xiao Zimu has always been gentle and gentle. He spoke loudly only a few times. How can he be so aggressive today.

A touch of emotion rose in Bingwen's heart. Xiao Zimu didn't know his identity and was kind enough to say so.

Although the ministers knew that the emperor's heart was almost the same as what his highness King Yu thought, Xiao Zimu's words were also reasonable. For a moment, they didn't know whether to disobey the emperor's loyal words and ears, but remained silent to protect themselves.

Seeing the stalemate, the Marquis naturally had to help since it was put forward in the early summer: ”the emperor announced that Du Hanfei's crime is the first, and after Ren Jiaping, the world will only praise the emperor's benevolence and righteousness, and loyal officials will dare to continue to report in the future.”

The emperor was moved when he heard this. If he covered up the matter for his own face, I'm afraid it would chill the hearts of those loyal officials. Who dares to point out injustice in the future.

At the beginning of summer, he came to Xiao Yanjun and hissed, ”who says Ren family has no future?”

As soon as he said this, the ministers who had just been silent looked at each other and began to talk again. Wasn't the Ren family copied by the whole family? I've counted all the bodies, 126, and there's no shortage of them.

”The emperor, Ren xuanzhe, the youngest son of Lord Ren at that time, was only nine years old. At that time, he was playful and changed his clothes with his schoolboy. He sneaked out to play. When he came back, he found that all his family died miserably. He believed in his father's character and that the emperor would return justice to his family. Only then did he hide his name and seek evidence to expose Du Hanfei.” At the beginning of summer, these words were very beautiful.

First, I erased the fact that adult Ren deliberately found someone to replace his identity. By the way, the one who had to walk his horse held the emperor.