After the rebirth, the queen took the Meiqiang tragedy script

Chapter 119 Choice
Seeing Gu Haiwang's longevity lock, Du Jing's face turned pale.

He slowly raised his eyes to look at Ye Qinghuai, his eyes were full of surprise and guard.

Ye Qinghuai also looked at him with an indifferent expression.

"This longevity lock comes from the Xinrui Golden Pavilion, and the engraved part is made of pure Xinrui gold. I have checked and found that this gold-making method is the exclusive secret recipe of the Xinrui Golden Pavilion, and even the imperial prison in the palace can't do it." Come out." Ye Qinghuai said.

Listening to her words, Du Jing's expression became more serious.

Ye Qinghuai looked at Du Jing and said slowly: "Du Jing, why do you think this longevity lock is in Wang Siyun's hands?"

"... I don't know."

Ye Qinghuai picked up the small longevity lock, looked at it and said, "The gold clasp on this lock has been pulled off and deformed. Wang Siyun said that Gu Haiwang was ripped off from his neck when he raped her."

Du Jing frowned slightly.

Ye Qinghuai put the lock back on the table, and said with a stern expression: "I have read Gu Haiwang's confession in Jingzhao Mansion. He said that Wang Siyun had contacts with Jinchuan spies, so he questioned her as usual. Du Shangshu, I want to ask You Minister of the Ministry of Justice, when will you take off your clothes to carry out my routine investigation?"

Du Jing stared straight at the golden lock without saying a word.

The two were silent for a while, and Ye Qinghuai said: "Du Jing, you were in the Criminal Department in Shunping four years ago, promoted to Minister in Shunping Eighth year, and promoted to Shangshu in Shunping ten years. Since you became Minister of Justice, the Criminal Department has been under your command. It has been more than four years, what have you done in these four years?"

Ye Qinghuai's voice suddenly became sharper: "The suspects interrogated by the three divisions were replaced under my watchful eyes, and no one in the hall spoke up. My concubine was lynched to death in the Punishment Division, but the criminal was able to get away with it. As the emperor, it is very difficult to find justice, what about ordinary people like Wang Siyun? Do they still have justice?"

Du Jing lowered his head and still didn't say a word. He looked down at his hem, his eyes froze, as if in a trance.

"Du Jing, you got your criminal name all the way from the yamen of Jingzhao Mansion. Let me ask you, what kind of painting is painted in the yamen court? What are the characters on the plaque?"

Hearing Ye Qinghuai's words, Du Jing's expression moved, but he still didn't speak.

"If you don't tell me, I'll remind you. Not only the yamen of Jingzhao Prefecture, but also the yamen of prefectures and counties at all levels. The paintings are blue sky and red sun, and the mirrors are hung high. But today's yamen really still have blue sky. Red sun, is there still a bright mirror hanging high? In my opinion, there are only dark clouds covering the sun! This is the current situation of the great criminal law under your rule."

Ye Qinghuai's words were half reprimand, half self-blame.

As the emperor, she has an inescapable responsibility for the country's laws and regulations.

Ye Qinghuai finally understood it rationally and said: "Du Jing, you are the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishments and a model of criminal names in the world. You should represent the justice and selflessness of the law. You should not be anyone's domestic slave."

Du Jing lowered her head even lower.He knelt on the ground silently, showing a somewhat pitiful appearance.

After a long time, his deep voice came out from his kneeling posture: "Your Majesty, the criminal law emphasizes evidence, not subjective assumptions. The two ministers of the cabinet have always been at odds. Your Majesty must not be partial to the words of one family."

Ye Qinghuai's heart sank. Seeing Du Jing's appearance, she thought he had repented, but she didn't expect him to say such a thing.

"To this day, do you still want to bring these things to the party struggle?" Ye Qinghuai suppressed her anger, she got up and walked to Du Jing, and said, "I tell you, no matter whether his surname is Gu or Chen, he is right What Wang Siyun did is also unacceptable."

Du Jing suddenly raised her head to look at Ye Qinghuai who was close at hand, her beautiful eyes were full of clouds.

Ye Qinghuai straightened up, turned around and picked up the longevity lock on the case, and said to Du Jing: "I know that you came today because of this golden lock. I can give you this."

In an instant, Du Jing's eyes burst out with astonishment.

Then he heard Ye Qinghuai say: "As long as Du Zhengen gets the punishment he deserves."

The light in Du Jing's eyes suddenly dimmed again.

He looked up at the faint smile on Ye Qinghuai's mouth, and suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was like some kind of dangerous creature, waiting for him with a net.

But he had no choice.

Du Jing glanced at the longevity lock in Ye Qinghuai's hand for the last time, withdrew his gaze, regained his obedient appearance, and said, "This humble minister will definitely live up to His Majesty's expectations."

Ye Qinghuai took back the golden lock in her hand and said, "My patience is limited. You only have three days."

Du Jing gritted his teeth and said, "This humble minister takes the decree."

His voice was fairly steady, but the pace of exiting the palace door holding the case file seemed to be a bit of escape.

After Du Jing left, Ye Qinghuai sat alone for a while, drew up an order, and then called Li Baoquan.

Ye Qinghuai handed the imperial decree with the sealed seal to Li Baoquan, and said, "Go and deliver the decree. The case of Gu Haiwang will be transferred from the Jingzhao Mansion to the Ministry of Punishment, which will be fully supervised by the Ministry of Punishment. Then, go to Yingwei Tell them to keep a close eye on Du Mansion, especially Du Jing and his concubine Qian Shi, and report every move they make."

Li Baoquan was a little surprised, and confirmed with Ye Qinghuai: "Qian?"

Ye Qinghuai nodded, she closed her eyes and did not speak.

Li Baoquan didn't ask any more questions, and went to do it immediately.
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Three days later, the Qin Baozhu case, which had not progressed for more than half a month, was suddenly closed, and Du Zhengen was sentenced to death and beheaded within a month.

The corresponding case files were submitted by the Ministry of Punishment to the cabinet and submitted to the emperor for review.

That night, Du Jing entered the palace alone again, and had a brief conversation with the emperor in Jingshou Palace, and then the palace people saw him leave Jingshou Palace with a livid face.

"Your Majesty, Lord Du's expression was not very good when he left." After Du Jing left, Li Baoquan helped the one-armed Ye Qinghuai clean up the paper and ink on the table, intentionally or unintentionally.

Ye Qinghuai stood in front of the window, facing the moonlight outside the window, fiddling with the longevity lock on her hand without changing her expression.

It was Gu Haiwang's longevity lock.

"He didn't get what he wanted, so he naturally has a bad face." Ye Qinghuai murmured to himself.

Her conversation with Du Jing was not pleasant.

Ye Qinghuai's attitude was very clear, unless Du Zhengen's head fell to the ground, he would not be given this longevity lock.

Seeing the emperor's unpredictable expression, Li Baoquan changed the subject and said, "Anyway, the case of Concubine Lan has finally been settled, and it can be regarded as a matter of His Majesty's concern."

Ye Qinghuai didn't respond, she put away the longevity lock in her hand, and lowered her eyes.

After a while, Li Baoquan heard the emperor's voice in the night wind: "Li Baoquan, do you still remember the death of Concubine Lan?"

Li Baoquan was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to answer or not.

Ye Qinghuai looked at the mottled tree shadows cast by the moonlight in the courtyard, as if in a daze.

"I never forgot it for a moment."

Li Baoquan looked at the thin back of the emperor, and felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

(End of this chapter)