Then the middle finger.
"Gao Yi, who killed the father and son of the Cui family and sacrificed his life for the country, colluded with the enemy to kill him, it is despicable and shameless."
Another finger.
"You are insidious and cunning, and you repeat your old schemes to achieve your goals, giving marriages and ruining many lives."
And finally the little finger.
"You are so stupid and immoral that thousands of people don't care about it, and the law prohibits it."
Ten fingers connected to the heart, Emperor Xi was sober and twitched in pain. As for his crimes, Ji Tran never fully reported them all.
"It's not enough."
Ji Zhuan looked at the other hand that was intact like a **** of evil.
Emperor Xuan was horrified: "You might as well kill me with one knife!"
"It's always easy to want to die."
"I was wrong, wrong."
He no longer has the majesty of the past, and now he looks like a clown. A few **** fingers on the ground completely broke his nerves.
"What do you want? Du Yun, he is even willing to abdicate to the worthy, as long as I spare my life."
But Ji Tran is very talkative this time.
He nodded: "Your evil deeds are obvious, and you must let the world see clearly. The one who died in vain is Qing Yu, and the imperial study with pens, inks, papers and inkstones is ready-made."
Edi widened his eyes.
"No way!"
"It seems that you also know that you have done a lot of evil, your heart is like a snake and a scorpion, and you are extremely dirty."
Ji Zhuan smiled: "Father's life is the most precious, if you don't agree, you will lose everything."
"You should be clear, I am not asking you to do something, as long as I think, I can always reverse the case, but it will take some time and effort. You will still be infamous forever."
Emperor Xi looked at him wishing he could be hacked into pieces. He knew that Ji Tran shouldn't be alive! But he was kind. When he was young, he didn't kill him, but gave him a glimmer of life!
But he hurts.
If he dies, he will really die.
He gritted his teeth: "I will write."
Ji Zhuan ordered the soldiers: "Get more imperial edicts, so as not to write enough."
Emperor Difficult to put pen to paper. He was humble to the bone, but when he finished writing the last word under the supervision of Ji Chuan.
The dagger poured into his chest completely. As if afraid that it wasn't enough, Ji Tran turned the handle of the knife to stir his heart.
Like Ling Chi.
"You...don't keep your word."
"so what?"
Ji Zhuan said before he died completely.
"There is an empress in the Huai'an Prince's Mansion, Mr. Cui's kindness to Ji Ji will be unforgettable in this life, and my cousin is healthier than anyone else."
After speaking, he let go. Go to the case to get the jade seal and cover it.
Wipe your hands again with a handkerchief.
Cui Yun stood aside, unresponsive. But Xie Xun suffocated severely, and suddenly went to see Cui Yun.
Jin Zhong couldn't believe it: "Who? The little son of Huai'an Palace is still alive, can I know him?"
Ji Zhuan didn't answer, he looked at Ji Fan who was being held aside. Liang Bao said: "The crown prince conspired to rebel and kill his father, and the four princes took the opportunity to rebel. Ji Zhuan was incompetent, and he failed to save his father, so he was murdered. He was filled with grief and regret. Therefore, Ji Fan was strangled and sacrificed to the soul of the dead with the Qing emperor."
Emperor collapse.
Prince Gong knelt in the coffin in great grief.
Most of the officials of the Jijuan Party and the Jicheng Party were imprisoned for treason, and they waited to be punished after the emperor's funeral. A few people tremblingly knelt behind Prince Gong.
There are thirty thousand bells in each temple in Shengjing. When the death bell rang, all officials, civil and military, had to mourn for twenty-seven days. In plain clothes, the emperor's family cried and danced like a ceremony.
Afterwards, the matter was discussed in the hall, and Ding Ji transcribed the funeral ceremony.
Cui Yun lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt down towards Ji Zhuan, and said in a cold voice, "I am willing to follow Your Highness and help the country."
Ji He followed and knelt down: "The ministers are willing to follow His Highness and help the country."
The courtiers looked at each other. Everyone who is not stupid knows that what happened today shows that Ji Tran is far from being as simple as it appears on the surface. But...so what. Now there are only three princes left, Ji Tran, Ji He and the stupid Ji Cong. Ji Tran is more cunning, isn't he?
While they were hesitating, Prince Gong knelt down. Fu Guogong knelt down, Xuan Shen, the eldest son of the Earl's Mansion of Yongchang, knelt down, general Jin Zhong, and Shu Yushi knelt down.
Then came the Grand Tutor, the Yuan family of Chenjun Yuan Shaoqing, the dumbfounded Secretary of the Ministry of Industry Wei Han, and the most winking Cheng Bohou.
Soon they knelt down one by one.
"The ministers are willing to follow His Highness and help the country!"
Everything is so logical.
When the emperor's tomb was buried in the imperial mausoleum, under the order of Ji Zhuan, the funeral officer held the blood-stained emperor's handwritten edict and read aloud the sins of a generation of emperors.
The crime has been ordered.
Over and over again, again and again.
Shu Yushi, who was most concerned about etiquette, did not stop. The wives of all officials followed behind, lowering their heads, trembling with fear.
Except for the voices of the funeral officials, the street was completely silent, and the people were filled with righteous indignation.
A childish voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.
"Grandfather, you said that General Cui was a hero in **** battles. Why did the late emperor kill him? I was seven years old, and I remembered that General Xie Jin won the battle and took back the city of Daqi years ago. The streets of Shengjing were so congested. It can be seen that it is good to take back the city, and it is what the people want. Then why did the former emperor send it out?"
Seven-year-old child: "Is he suffering from insanity?"
The crowd was terrified, and Zhier was even covered.
But the team is still moving forward, without any intention of blaming.
Soon, the crowd was shouting.
"Foolish King!"
One voice, hundreds of people respond.
"Foolish King!"
"Foolish King!"
For a long time without end.
——
September 15th, the new emperor ascended the throne, reduced taxes and amnesty the world, and changed the name of the country to Jinhe.
One after another imperial decree came down.
Those who were dismissed, those who confiscated their homes and sent them down, those who were reassigned and promoted, and those who announced the restoration of Cui Yun's identity.
Officials who were not worthy of virtue were punished one by one, and the government and the central government underwent a major shake-up. In just a few days, the people cheered. All cases with doubtful backlogs over the years will be retried. Unresolved cases resurface.
Since that day, the court has been extremely busy. Cui Yun has been working on the case documents in Dali Temple for three whole days, and has never set foot in Yangling Hou's Mansion.
I dare not.
He was afraid of his grandmother's hysteria, and even more afraid of Cui Xuanshi's tears and indifference.
Until, footsteps came from inside the house.
No one informed, and with Jiang Zhao personally leading the way, Cui Xuan entered with a food box.
Cui Yun's hand holding the pen tightened suddenly. He got up, but the 'A Niang' that reached his mouth was stuck in his throat.
He was calm and at a loss like a child.
Cui Xuanshi didn't look at him, and walked to the coffee table.
"On the day I gave birth, before I fell asleep in a daze, I heard the midwife say that the little boy has a red mole between his eyebrows, and he looks like a boy under Guanyin."
She concealed her emotions: "After waking up, the child brought by the father-in-law was not there. It was white and beautiful."
Cui Xuanshi opened the food box: "You may not know that every year on your birthday, father-in-law will always go to Guanli to offer incense in the hope of your safety, but I know that he always returns with two."
Cui Yun seemed to be frozen, unable to move.
He saw Cui Xuanshi turn around and smiled softly at him. He said the most familiar sentence he heard the most when he was young.
"Brother Yun, come over for some snacks."