Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 169
Now that Li Zhi's health is getting worse and worse, the affairs of the government will naturally gradually tilt towards Wu Meiniang.

As a big celebrity beside Li Zhi, the fall of Li Zhi also means the fall of Zhao Wujiang, so Xu Jingzong said, "I don't know how long you can be arrogant?".

When Changsun Wuji dies, I can use this merit to welcome the new emperor, and finally be valued by him, and Xu Jingzong strokes his beard with a proud face.

Zhao Wujiang ignored him, and walked forward on his own. Xu Jingzong was like an annoying fly, constantly coming forward, trying to talk to Zhao Wujiang, the more Zhao Wujiang ignored him, the more he felt that he had hit Zhao Wujiang's words sore spot.

He tried to walk side by side with Zhao Wujiang, Zhao Wujiang put his arms around his sleeves and said coldly: "Get lost!"

Xu Jingzong didn't care, and was about to step forward again, and then saw Zhao Wujiang draw out his knife.

The situation of Changsun Wuji is all in Li Zhi's thoughts now. If Li Zhi is more tolerant, at most his whole family will be exiled.

If Li Zhi doesn't want to forgive Changsun Wuji, it will be the end of implicated.

Dali Siqing was busy collecting more evidence, while the Criminal Ministry was waiting for the final result of Changsun Wuji.

The shadow of the sun slanted to the west.

Zhao Wujiang and Wen Yu came to the Criminal Department of Shangshu Province. He had doubts in his heart and wanted to ask Changsun Wuji.

Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Punishment, hurried over and bravely stopped Zhao Wujiang. He received an order from the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment not to let other people get close to Changsun Wuji.

At this moment, he was blocking Zhao Wujiang at the gate of the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

"Master Zhao, please go back, this is the Ministry of Criminal Justice, not the Ministry of Secretaryship." Said the member of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, Wailang.

Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice:

"Whether this is the Ministry of Punishment or my secretary's province, I want to see Changsun Wuji now!"

"Master Changsun is locked in the innermost part of the prison, Master Shangshu has specially ordered that no one is allowed to see anyone who comes!" Wai Lang, a member of the Criminal Department, gritted his teeth.

Zhao Wujiang lifted him off the ground and said harshly:
"Just go and tell him, let me see what he can do?"

Wai Lang, a member of the Ministry of Punishment, swallowed, Zhao Wujiang couldn't afford to offend him, and the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment couldn't afford to offend him either, now he's being pinched by the throat, hemming and hawing.

Zhao Wujiang threw Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Punishment, on the ground, and the latter got up and hurriedly went to find the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment.

He walked through the dark prison, Wen Yu followed him around.

Soon, he came to the innermost part of the criminal prison.

At the moment, Changsun Wuji was sitting slumped on the scattered dry grass. He glanced sideways at Zhao Wujiang with his old face, and snorted coldly: "What? You also came to see the old man's joke?"

"No, I just came to find the truth." Zhao Wujiang cleaned the dust on the ground, then sat on the ground, facing Changsun Wuji across the prison.

"The truth? What truth?" Changsun Wuji sneered and said, "Don't you, Zhao Wujiang, still believe that I didn't poison the emperor?"

"Of course, it is true that you support the Helan family, but it is false to attempt to poison the emperor!" Zhao Wujiang said slowly:
"This time you are doomed not to turn over, it depends on whether the emperor misses the old love, and leave you a dead body.

You may be exiled to search your home, or you may be implicated if you are serious! "

"What do you want to say?" Changsun Wuji's old face was furrowed, he knew that Zhao Wujiang would not seek him out for no reason.

Zhao Wujiang: "Is there someone you care about in your house?"

"Hmph, I have a little granddaughter."

"I can save you!" Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice, "You will at least be ransacked and exiled, so what should the children and family members of the mansion do?"

Changsun Wuji was silent, the family members in Changsun's mansion would indeed be implicated by him, now he also understood Zhao Wujiang's intention, he said with a serious face: "What do you want?"

"I said it before, the truth!" Zhang Wujiang said loudly.

"Who is it that tricked you into blocking the food for the Eastern Expedition Army?" He then asked.

Changsun Wuji was shocked, his face horrified: "How do you know that this is not the old man's own plan?"

"Know yourself, know your enemy, and win every battle, I have a rough idea of ​​what kind of person you are.

You are greedy for power and blinded by power, but you basically would not do such a heartless thing. "Zhao Wujiang said slowly: "The person who bewitched you is wearing a black robe, right?" "

Changsun Wuji became more and more horrified, how did Zhao Wujiang know it?

He thought about it, gritted his teeth and said:
"I don't know where you learned about it, but he did give the old man a few suggestions, including the matter of cutting off your food and grass. I didn't want to, but this is a good opportunity given by God."

Sure enough, as I expected, the black-robed man may extend to many officials. Zhao Wujiang looked solemn, and continued:
"Then do you know his identity? Tell me, and I will do what I promised you!"

"Zhao Wujiang, why should I trust you? You and I were enemies once!" Changsun Wuji said, his voice was calm, and he couldn't hear any waves. He was very rational at the moment.

Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice: "Enemy is also different, if you will die, you will no longer be my enemy.

As for what I promised you, I, Zhao Wujiang, will definitely do it, and I can do it, you know I have the ability. "

Changsun Wuji was silent, and there was a sound of fighting outside the prison. It was Wen Yu who was stopping Shangshu and others from the Ministry of Justice.

"Zhao Wujiang, you promised me this!" Changsun Wuji took a deep breath, "He is."

Suddenly, Changsun Wuji was stunned for a moment: "He is."

He couldn't say it, as if someone was holding him back, preventing him from saying the name.

"Who is he?" Zhao Wujiang looked at Changsun Wuji's suddenly anxious face, feeling something was wrong.

Changsun Wuji looked panic-stricken, he kept opening his mouth, trying to say the name, but he just couldn't make a sound.

"Write to me!" Zhao Wujiang reacted and shouted immediately, and he handed over a piece of paper.

Changsun Wuji took the paper and was about to write it down, but he couldn't move the pen.

"He's a warlock, I fell under his spell!" Changsun Wuji roared out, he couldn't tell his name, but he did reveal his identity.

Black blood gradually flowed from his nostrils and left along his nose, but he didn't feel it.

Too bad Zhao Wujiang hastily grasped Changsun Wuji's pulse, and said in a deep voice, "Don't move!"

Changsun Wuji was suspicious, he felt an itch in his chest, a stream of warm liquid gushed out from his throat, and he spat out a big puddle of black blood with a wow.

He couldn't believe it, his expression was terrified, he tremblingly said: "Zhao Wujiang, what's wrong with me?"

Nosebleeds continued to stay, and the abdominal cavity was writhing with severe pain. Changsun Wuji realized that something was wrong. He held Zhao Wujiang's hand tightly and kept trembling: "You promised me, you promised me."

Afterwards, Changsun Wuji fell headlong into a pool of black blood, his breath gradually languishing.

Zhao Wujiang understands that this is the backlash of the spell, just like Wu Meiniang's Youdao guarding the palace sand, which is to prevent emotions, Changsun Wuji is also cast on the body, to prevent the identity of the black-robed man from being revealed.

You must be related to Tian Yujiashen, so who are you?
Zhao Wujiang originally thought that Xu Jingzong Hou Shanye's lord in black robe would be Tian Youjiashen, the head of the imperial hospital, but Helan's firm words denied his idea.

The energy in his hand was surging, shattering the prison wood, and he stepped forward to check on Changsun Wuji's condition. At this moment, Changsun Wuji was already dying, with black blood continuously overflowing from his mouth and nose.

"Secretary Superintendent Zhao Wujiang broke into the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs and disrupted the law and order. Go in and let me arrest him!"

Someone shouted outside the door, it was the angry voice of Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice.

(End of this chapter)