The punishment of the female imperial court

Fan Xu's face turned red and white, and he was holding his breath in his chest. It was difficult to get up and down. It was really uncomfortable.

He actually actually regarded this woman as a colleague. In the past, the disputes in the court were mostly caused by lawsuits, but they all had to be targeted. Because of the censor, no one would slander her for nothing. Yu Qiansi's sudden words actually made him subconsciously think that he had fallen into some trap and left some clues. But he forgot that she couldn't treat him normally at all.

There were only a few people in Beijing who could get advantage from Yu Qiansi, and he really shouldn't have to force himself out just because Cui Shouzheng was proposing to marry his youngest daughter.

But Yu Qiansi was not a good person at first. Like a lone wolf, he bit into his faults and refused to let go: "But I am naturally not one of those arbitrary people. I will catch you and then look for evidence. If Mr. Fan, you really take it seriously." You are innocent, I will naturally let you go and apologize to you personally, okay?"

"Master Yu, what are you talking about?" The leader, an old man in purple clothes and white hair, was filled with anger, but he maintained his so-called demeanor and defended Fan Xu: "We are naturally worried about your Majesty's whereabouts. Just now, Master Fan was just—— "

"Then what nonsense are you talking about?" Yu Qiansi didn't bother to know who he was, so he interrupted directly: "There are so many of you, and you stopped me here with every word, how could you possibly let me stand here? Are you going to leave after answering your nonsense one by one? Do you mean to say that you are not deliberately obstructing me from searching for His Majesty's whereabouts?"

Seeing that the charges were getting bigger and bigger, everyone was angry and dared not speak out. The black gauze hats were drooped. Everyone seemed to be enduring it hard, but there was nothing they could do about this rude, unreasonable and unforgiving Jade Rakshasa. .

For some reason, the Imperial Guards obeyed her orders and had to endure this moment.

They don't know that these soldiers from poor families are only driven by profit.

The whereabouts of the saint are unknown, and they will be the first to be killed as scapegoats. This group of high-ranking nobles would never take their lives seriously.

But Yu Qiansi is different, not to mention that her beauty is known to the world. She originally had little dealings with the courtiers and nobles, but when Cui Shou interfered with her, she was also drawn into the situation.

Even if it is to clear away the stigma, she will do her best to find His Majesty, instead of these sanctimonious high officials, just trying to push them out to take the blame.

Just now, Yu Rakshasa could have done the same, but she chose to stand up for them, and her rebuttal made them trust Yu Qiansi a little more.

His Majesty not only personally selected her as the Secretary of Punishment, but she is also a member of the Yu family, one of the four rumored families. She must be His Majesty's confidant just like them. Now he still has Wuya Guards in his hands to command. After several considerations, In order to protect one's family and life, and to share the same interests, it is natural to stand with her.

Wang Song in the carriage wiped the blood from the corners of his lips. He was short of breath and suffocated. He was half leaning in the airtight carriage with a self-deprecating smile on his lips.

Poor Bamboo Gate? This was something he never expected, that his cousin had quietly reached this point.

The internal organs were burning and mixed together, and the pain surged. The burning pain in his throat had not gone away, and the suppressed coughing sound started again. He swallowed the blood in his throat, which was as pale as dry paper.

How can we rest in peace when there are internal and external troubles?

Outside the carriage, the confrontation was still going on.

"How does Lord Jade plan to find His Majesty?" The inquirer had already stopped thinking about showing off his power and asked respectfully.

Yu Qiansi turned sideways, her shining eyes locked on the group of monks who had gathered together at a loss like a kite.

"It's very simple. Ask the great and merciful Buddha. Isn't it all clear?" At this moment, the courtiers no longer dared to accept Yu Qiansi's words casually, but after hearing this, they still showed dissatisfaction.

It's just nonsense. She can also ask about Buddha at will?

Just now because of Mingxuan's sudden attack, a small group of imperial guards had surrounded the group of monks from a distance. Together with the group of people who were trapped by Yu Qiansi's request at the first moment of the incident, they were on the empty long street. Two circles, one large and one small, were formed.

The group of monks looked at each other, and Yu Qiansi exposed the fake Buddha statue in front of everyone on the street. Since the Buddha statues are all fake, how can we ask about the Buddha? It is said that the Jade Rakshasa must retaliate for her anger. Just now I saw with my own eyes how she spends money and money to embarrass the courtiers. Is it their turn now?

Yu Qiansi seemed to know what everyone was thinking, and said calmly: "Although the Buddha statue is fake, the monks in the Seven Buddha City serve in front of the Buddha day and night. They must have realized something, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the monks became even more panicked. Except for Abbot Ming Jing, they all huddled together and murmured in low voices.

Yu Qiansi snorted coldly, a practitioner is nothing more than this.

Sure enough, a monk secretly took a look and looked into her clear eyes. He panicked and immediately knelt down on the ground, begging for mercy.

"My lord, please make atonement. The poor monks are just ordinary monks. They don't have the opportunity to get close to the Seven Buddhas. They don't know that the Buddha statues have been tampered with. They are not accomplices. They don't know the whereabouts of His Majesty."

As soon as he knelt down, the young monks knelt down one by one. Only a few monks were left, standing quietly with their heads bowed because the abbot remained motionless. Seeing the young monks so helpless, they buried their heads and sighed.

She squinted her eyes, as if she had had enough of admiring their panic, and then slowly smiled brightly.

"You're just kidding, why are you so worried?"

Yu Qiansi smiled, but thought of a letter she received in early autumn, in which she sent someone to secretly search for the whereabouts of Ming Jing. That day, because of the case of Princess Lin'an, she was a step late and asked Ming Jing to leave Beijing with Ji Kong's ashes, so she sent people to investigate secretly. The last time we learned of his whereabouts was two months ago. I heard that there is a monk who looks like a mirror, but calls himself the Buddhist name "Sanci". He is a wandering monk who wants to travel to the East China Sea. He passes by the City of Seven Buddhas and stops briefly at the Temple of Seven Buddhas.

Coincidentally, the name of the abbot of Qifo Temple is also "Mingjing". These two "miracles", one old and one young, are both monks, one is considered to be in a high position and the other is a little-known little monk boy next to Jikong. What a coincidence, little Ming Jing's last whereabouts were here, and now, the saint was robbed, and the incident happened here. If there is no connection, then an idiot like Yu Qianshan can become the head of the Yu family.

Within a few breaths, thousands of thoughts ran through her mind, and she stood firmly in front of the mirror.

"Master Abbot, time is running out, and I'm too lazy to waste time playing tricks with you. Think carefully about who is most likely to do this kind of thing, and I'll only give you a stick of incense."

Ming Jing looked back in confusion, her kind eyebrows slightly lowered, her eyes showing transparency and tolerance, and there was something similar between her eyebrows and Ji Kong.

Yu Qiansi moved his eyes away and said coldly: "When I break the barrier that makes the saint disappear in public, I think you will think clearly whether you are going to continue to watch from the sidelines and let the monks in your temple open their eyes and talk blindly. It’s better to recruit based on reality.”

Seeing Yu Qiansi speaking so aggressively towards a group of monks, the courtiers breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time came back to their senses. From the few words exchanged by the people around them, they learned that His Majesty actually suddenly appeared in the crowd. disappeared.

The crowd was so dense that it was impossible to move. Cui Shou, the only insider, is now unconscious. Could this Jade Rakshasa really know any evil tricks and be able to solve this case in just one stick of incense? (End of chapter)