Three Hundred and Seventieth Chapters: Ransacked Home and Sent to Prison

Zhou Linghuai held back his smile, fearing that the little girl would hear something strange, he cleared his throat again: "No matter what my identity is, I don't want to deliberately conceal it from you."

The evidence was handed over to her, and it was up to her whether she could discover it.

It's not that he deliberately concealed or deceived, so he can't be blamed.

Really good calculation.

Yu Youyao muttered, a little happy and a little unhappy: "So, this piano was actually made by my cousin Zhou, and it was given to you later?"

Confessing his identity, his fake cousin is still a cousin in her heart.

The real cousin "Zhou Linghuai" turned into Cousin Zhou instead.

Zhou Linghuai wanted to laugh a little: "Well, it's him."

Yu Youyao opened her mouth.

Zhou Linghuai understood what she meant: "You want to ask, is your cousin Zhou still alive?"

Yu Youyao's eyes widened: "How do you know?"

Zhou Linghuai smiled but not a smile: "The real Zhou Linghuai is still alive and well. I borrowed his identity, and he acquiesced, otherwise you think that even if I have great powers, I can't get Mrs. Zhou's private seal, and Her handwritten letter."

Until dusk, there was no news from the palace, and the officials who entered the palace in the morning did not return home, and the doors of every house were closed.

The whole Jingzhao is filled with a dignified atmosphere where the storm is about to come.

The dignified atmosphere lasted until the third day.

There was news from the palace: "Within the ten clans of the Marquis of Changxing's Mansion, no matter how old or young, women or children are, they will all be imprisoned for retrial."

The Yamen officials drew their knives and rushed into Changxinghou's mansion, arresting everyone they saw in the house, the whole Changxinghou's mansion jumped up and down, screaming and crying.

A group of people from the Marquis of Changxing stripped off their clothes on the spot, put on white prison uniforms, shackled their hands and feet, and were escorted into a prison car.

The prison van drove past Chang'an Avenue.

The people on both sides of the road were furious, throwing vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, and even stones at the people in the car, all kinds of swearing were heard endlessly.

In addition, more than 30 officials in Beijing were ransacked and imprisoned.

The first to bear the brunt are the Minister of the Ministry of War who lives in the second rank of the official residence, and is also a scholar of the Wenhua Pavilion, the cabinet minister Sun Gelao, and his subordinates.

Secondly, the Metropolitan Procuratorate has committed the crime of negligence, and it has also been picked up from the Internet.

Because of King You's collusion with the enemy and treason and treason, Yu Zongzheng went to the memorial and asked for a thorough investigation, so he escaped by accident.

But Yang Shiguang, Yang Shuwan's father, did not escape, and was dragged down by the forbidden army on the Golden Palace, taking off his black gauze hat and official robe in the hall.

All day long, the prison cars on Chang'an Street hardly stopped from morning to night.

On the fourth day.

The emperor, who had not come to court for three consecutive days, sat on the dragon chair, his face was ashen, and his energy was already weak. Even the hands resting on his lap were trembling uncontrollably.

Xia Yansheng, the chief minister of the cabinet, was too old and was given a seat. He was leaning on the chair, dozing off bit by bit.

Opposite him, Mr. Xianyun, who was also given a seat, was drinking tea with his head bowed, and he seemed to be in better spirits.

"Elder Prince Yin Huaixi" sat beside him, his red lips lined his sickly face, giving people a thrilling intimidation, no one in the room dared to look directly at his face.

His lips curled up faintly, and the young master's words appeared in his mind: "After Ye Hanyuan's interrogation is over, you will present the things I prepared, and don't say anything more."

he doesn't understand,

He asked: "The old prince was wronged, why can't he tell the emperor to know?"

The corners of the young master's lips curled slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm: "In this world, grievances that can be uttered are not called grievances, but justifications, and injustices that can be uttered are not called injustices, but sophistry." Speaking of this, he The conversation paused slightly: "Only when others feel that you have been wronged, that you are wronged, are you truly wronged and wronged."

Thinking of this, "Yin Huaixi" shook his hands and offered the box that he had been holding in his hand: "Your Majesty, the criminal has something to present to Your Majesty."

Under the golden palace, the exhausted emperor barely opened his eyes, and gave a look to the attendant at the side: "Present."

The emperor is very unfamiliar with this nephew.

It was also seen from the portrait when King You asked for a seal for his son Yin Huaixi. After that, every year, court painters went to Youzhou to paint the portrait of the prince.

Yin Huaixi in the painting has long and narrow eyebrows, unlike his father who has peach blossom eyes, but looks very much like his uncle. When he sees it, he is inevitably delighted, and rewards him a lot every year.

But it was such a nephew who couldn't stop his frivolous eyebrows from flying even with a piece of paper, but now his legs were disabled and he was riddled with illnesses. Even the imperial doctor said that he would not live to be twenty.

One can imagine how furious he was.

The servant hurried forward, took the treasure box from Yin Huaixi, and presented it to the emperor.

Yin Huaixi couldn't help coughing a few times, and said in a hoarse voice: "This thing was given to my father by the emperor in the past, and my father has been keeping it safe. When the sinner was nine years old, the father gave it to the sinner. The Youwang Mansion was on fire, and only the remnants of the Youwang Mansion were left. All the old things in the past were burned in the fire. Only this thing, my father told me to carry it with me, so I could keep it. You don't deserve to carry this thing anymore."

With an unpredictable expression, the emperor opened the box with trembling hands, and saw a dagger inside, inlaid with gold and jade, seven treasures and seven colors, extremely valuable.

The servant serving beside the emperor was so startled that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he knelt down immediately.

And the emperor who suddenly saw the dagger was even more stunned on the spot.

Full up and down, so quiet that you can hear a needle drop.

"Yin Huaixi" lowered his eyes, and the young master's words echoed in his ears: "Once others resonate with your grievances and grievances, often the heart will override reason, and the decisions made are often more heart than reason. , Only in this way can people's hearts be used to the fullest."

So what if your heart is unpredictable?

Also, if you can't escape the young master, you will be exhausted.

Downstairs, some courtiers couldn't bear the solemn atmosphere and trembled, and some people couldn't help their throats and let out heavy gasps.

Xia Yansheng, who had been dozing off all the time, woke up after taking a shot of cream, and didn't dare to look at the king on the dragon chair.

Even Mr. Xianyun put down his tea and glanced at the calm "Yin Huaixi" beside him.

After a long time, the king's somewhat inauthentic voice came from the high seat: "Back then, in the first year of my ascension to the throne, King Dongning of Zhencangzhou accidentally hunted a strange jiao Jiao with a raw forehead in the East China Sea. The most famous swordsmith, forged a dagger that is only three inches long."

As he spoke, he took out the short dagger in the box. The dagger must have been well maintained. After so many years, the gold and jade on it were still as good as before.

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Haha, I'm curious about the plot of the cousin giving the piano, does anyone see through it? Oh, it's the end of the month, remember to vote for the monthly ticket, although your big ones don't update much, but I was moved by myself when I updated with a sickness!

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