The punishment of the female imperial court

Yu Qiansi vaguely understood Wang Song's plan. She suddenly realized: "This farce is not only a delaying trick to take away the saint, but it is just a coincidence that Lati Xingsi went into the water. They want to make the matter bigger! If the officials know about it, they can openly provoke the Duke of Qi. The opposition between."

Naturally, this kind of thing cannot be hidden from those old foxes.

What's more, Cui Shou released the letter cigarette from Ti Xing Si in the chaos. He originally wanted to throw the blame for improper guarding on Ti Xing Si. If he was found to have faked it later, he would definitely blame Qi Guogong for the saint's disappearance. At that time, even if it is reasonable, it will not be clear.

Wang Song had naturally thought of this a long time ago. The man wanted to make him lose his position, but he did the opposite.

If the whole story is told directly to the courtiers, the saint's current whereabouts are unknown, and everyone is in the same boat. Those accompanying him were all confidential ministers of rank three or above, who knew the stakes involved. If someone takes this opportunity to deliberately leak information in an attempt to cause chaos, they can take this opportunity to investigate back. Even if they can't find any clues related to the saint's disappearance, they can still help the saint eliminate several disloyal ministers. Good timing for their handle.

But if he wants to stand in the same boat as the courtiers openly, he must first remove the punishment department from the improper guarding.

He patted Yu Qiansi's hand: "Leave it to you."

Seeing the courtiers approaching, Yu Qiansi looked at the group of people who were still trapped in the same place by the guards, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, young master, I'm sure."

However, when those old foxes arrive, they will definitely start arguing again and again, wasting time and energy in vain. The young master will inevitably have to deal with them. If this continues, his health will be really worrying.

Thinking of this, she looked around.

Is there someone in the Seven Buddhas Temple who is changing the pillars just to create chaos?

Seeing the Buddhist shrine with broken wood and wheels all over the ground, her eyes lit up and she told Yao An: "Take the young master to the car to rest, and leave the rest to me."

After helping Yao An to help Wang Song back to the carriage, she jumped out of the car and walked along the edge of the Buddhist niche, stepping on the mess on the ground, squatting down from time to time to check the breakage of the wheel.

The group of monks at Qifu Temple saw her holding a sword and stabbing in front of the Buddha's niche, which was really disrespectful to the Buddha. But when they thought of how terrifying this woman just now was, none of them dared to say a word and just watched quietly. He looked down at the abbot Ming Jing who was chanting sutras. Seeing that the abbot was unmoved, he looked at the angry Du Supervisor Mingxuan on the other side.

With the sound of carriages and horses, Ming Jing stopped holding the rosary in his hand and continued to recite in a low voice as if no one else was watching. However, Ming Xuan couldn't bear it any longer. He saluted the ministers who came from the city gate and said, "Please, my lords, please... Understand the law clearly, look at the truth, and cut off Zhu Bi."

I knew someone couldn't keep his temper, so he gave a sigh of relief.

"What Zhu Ah Bi, a monk does not worship the Buddha but worships the officials. He dares to talk nonsense after reading a few books. Is this how the Seven Buddha Temple teaches its monks?"

The abbot sighed and stepped back.

Yu Qiansi turned around, put the sword back to his waist, and walked towards the dusty courtiers, smiling silently without saying a word.

The courtiers looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what the current situation was. They looked around for a long time but did not see Wang Song, who had walked ahead of them. After a long time, someone asked with a face: "Master Yu, where is your Majesty?"

Yu Qiansi shrugged, as if it didn't matter, and said, "It's lost." The courtiers were constraining each other, and they were together all the way into the city. If they were asking each other like this, they probably really didn't know what happened. It can be seen that the news of the saint's disappearance has not spread yet, and they still have some time to plan the layout.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and several veterans rushed towards Yu Qiansi without hesitation, but were stopped by the Imperial Guards.

Seeing the Imperial Guards acting like this, these veterans were a little surprised. If she had left it in the past, she would have been even more surprised, but along the way, she had already figured out the key points, and she naturally knew why this group of low-ranking guards were showing favor to her now.

"Yu Qiansi, how did you protect the Holy Lord! How could you let the Holy Bow be covered in dust! You -"

At this time, Wuya Guard returned from his duties, standing quietly behind Yu Qiansi with a solemn look. The rows of black clad solemn men frightened the veterans who were the first to attack and dared not speak any more.

"First of all, last night I handed over all matters concerning His Majesty's protection to Cui Shou of the Imperial Guard, and led Wuya Guards to secretly escort them out of the city this morning. Secondly, I don't know that Commander Cui will secretly escort them out of the city with me when something unexpected happens. The cigarette of the Sentence Secretary was left for your Majesty for emergencies. If your lords have any doubts, why not ask Commander Cui where your Majesty has gone?"

"Where is Commander Cui now?"

Yu Qiansi pointed to the street corner and said casually: "He was stabbed several times and is about to die."

The purple-clothed old minister was so angry that he blushed and said with a trembling voice, "So, are all these just empty words from Mr. Yu?"

Yu Qiansi couldn't tell the difference between these people dressed in bright red and purple clothes. He only heard a voice coming from behind the purple-clothed old minister: "I think it is Commander Cui who is brave and unparalleled, but unfortunately he was injured by the enemy, so he will be punished." The guards are improper and should be investigated for dereliction of duty! There are also these Imperial Guard soldiers who went up to the peak to kill the enemy bravely, but they are greedy for life and afraid of death. Now instead of looking for His Majesty, they are stuck in the middle of the road. Maybe they are liaising with the enemy from outside. , deserves to be killed!”

Yu Qiansi was amused by these mindless words, calling black and white into white, and sent his official power to me?

I just heard that Boyi mentioned Cui Shou yesterday, as if he was just a branch of the Cui family. I didn't expect that this would make these courtiers proud. The prestige of these five surnames and Qiwang among all ethnic groups is indeed remarkable.

"This." Yu Qiansi tilted his head to look at the man who was hiding in the crowd and talking shamelessly. He squinted but couldn't tell what to call him.

A black-clad Wuya guard behind him took a step forward and whispered a reminder in Yu Qiansi's ear.

Yu Qiansi suddenly said: "This Lord Fan of Taichang Temple, now I suspect that you are colluding with foreign enemies, and you should be arrested!"

As soon as Yu Qiansi finished speaking, the Imperial Guards who were on standby stood up to the ministers in unison, glaring at them all angrily. Coupled with the dense Wuya Guard behind Yu Qiansi, the cold wind poured into the collars of the courtiers, and the heat from the brisk walk was completely suppressed, making people shiver. .

"What on earth are you going to do?" The white beard under Fan Xu's chin trembled again and again. He wanted to angrily yell at her for being presumptuous, but he still weakened because of the endless doubts in his heart about what the imperial guards had done.

"How can Mr. Yu be such a mouthful? How could I be liaising with foreign enemies?" He is the Minister of Taichang Temple. If he is liaising with foreign enemies, it would be a big deal. Numerous eyes poked at his back from behind, and Fan Xu could only feel the sweat on the outer edge of his official hat. He didn't know whether it was due to the hot sweat seeping out from the brisk walk just now, or because of the unstoppable chills all over his body.

"Oh? So I need evidence to arrest you? I thought I could conclude everything by just talking blankly like you, sir." Yu Qian sneered.

Thanks to: Dongdong Junzibao, Oh Leile Oh La La, and a book boy in Tianji Palace for their recommendation tickets!