The punishment of the female imperial court

He calls himself "little" and only mentions his ranking without mentioning his name, so he knows that he is a low-class guy, and he must have been lucky enough to join the Praetorian Guard.

Wang Song in the carriage had just recovered from the pain. When he heard the noise outside, he slowly gathered a pile of books that had been messed up by the jolt.

When Yao An heard that the imperial guard outside announced his home, he also comforted him: "Don't be anxious, young master. Your Majesty wants to test the North Yamen, and he also picked the low-ranking Imperial Guards in the South Yamen to protect himself. He must have a complete Calculate.”

Wang Song sighed, feeling the lingering smell of rust in his throat and nose for a long time: "I'm not worried about him at all now."

In recent years, the Imperial Guards of the North and South Yamen have often been fighting with each other between the gentry in the capital and the generals on the frontiers. No one would pay attention to those low-ranking sergeants from humble families who were fluttering in the wind like grass on the wall.

As everyone knows, the grass on the wall must have roots to survive. The prerequisite for being able to fall with the wind but not be defeated by the wind has always been tenacity and vitality, and even if it is weak, it will be given a crack in the thin soil to take root.

The clear light from outside the car curtain shined through, making the mottled blood stains on the floor even more dark and gloomy. An overturned book fell on the ground. He leaned over and picked up the book. It had black words on a white background and was dotted with blood stains, " The three words "Han Feizi" fell into his eyes.

He picked a relatively clean corner of his sleeve to wipe the book cover, and laughed at himself: "It turns out that the overt and covert fights within the Imperial Guard seem to be providing opportunities to all races, but they have already made wedding clothes for others."

While his mind was in turmoil, he heard Yu Qiansi's clear and clear voice outside, which seemed to soothe the depression in his heart.

"Okay, I remember it, Ding Er, and everyone. When you welcome His Majesty back, I will personally show your loyalty to the Holy One and reward you based on your merits."

The woman in red was stern and ignored the expressions of the old immortals. A spinning body, like clear water splashes falling from a deep pool of rain, opening and closing in an instant.

Separated by a curtain, she was in the sunshine, and he was in the dark dust of the cellar.

After a long time, it seemed that you could hear the sound of dust flying, and Wang Song's voice sounded: "The clothes are dirty again, please change them."

Outside the curtain, Yu Qiansi walked up to the mirror, smiling as if with the chill of death: "Now, can the abbot answer my question?"

Ming Jing lowered his eyes and looked at the piece of red clothes in front of him, and the good temper he had cultivated over the years was a little irritated by the few rounds of games that were so unconventional.

Everything he could think of and what he wanted to explain just now had already been explained clearly by Yu Qiansi himself. What else can I explain now? It was nothing more than giving the name of the instigator as she wished. But when the words came to his lips, he became even more troubled and wanted to stamp his feet to relieve his anger.

The name he could give was the same person as the answer to the unreasonable question she asked just now!

Ming Jing looked at Ming Xuan. If Ming Xuan was pushed out again, it would inevitably be thought that he had just pushed out someone to take charge.

He was twisting the rosary beads quickly in his hand, but his mind was filled with anger and resentment.

He has been practicing Buddhism for half his life, but has he ever been treated like this? While silently reciting "sin" in his mind to forgive himself for his distracting thoughts, he was still angry at the situation in front of him.

He always felt that the aggressiveness of the woman in front of him was not all because of the disappearance of the saint.

The three people who had just left to witness each other rushed back. Suan Zhuo, dressed in black, held up two ultimatums: "Master Si Yin, I brought the things back, no problem."

Shuanzhuo has good eyesight, almost a photographic memory, and he is very good at identifying calligraphy and paintings. Regardless of whether it is silk, paper or seals, as long as they pass through his hands, he can tell whether they are true or false. Since he said it was okay, then everything was true. Yu Qiansi took the monk's certificate, and Suan Zhuo opened the monk's certificate for her. After carefully comparing the contents, she looked at Suan Zhuo, who nodded slightly, indicating that the contents were all correct. Note it down. Yu Qiansi then closed the document, pretending to hand it back to the silent Ming Jing.

Ming Jing put his hands together and thanked her, then prepared to tie the knot, but failed.

Yu Qiansi held the two ultimatums and said, "Abbott, have you remembered? Who is responsible for the things I just mentioned?"

Ming Jing looked at the Du Di in front of him and was completely discouraged. He said softly: "It's my junior brother, Ming Xuan."

As soon as he finished speaking, two Wuya guards landed behind Ming Xuan like shadows and controlled him.

Mingxuan had been trying his best to control the trembling all over his body. He was already covered in cold sweat and exhausted. Seeing that the dust had settled, he breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed with the help of Wuyawei's lift.

Seeing that he had broken his guard, Yu Qiansi waved his hand to ask Wuyawei to let go. Mingxuan collapsed completely to the ground, still shaking slightly, like a puddle of candy that had melted along the corner of the table. .

"Ming Xuan," Yu Qiansi stopped smiling and said coldly: "Are you going to deny it without any confidence and waste a few rounds of spit? Or are you going to confess directly?"

"My lord, my lord, spare my life." The high-spirited Ming Xuan at the beginning, who was facing the courtiers with a clear intention, was completely different from the one who was paralyzed and begging for mercy at the moment.

"Sir, I'm a poor monk. I was deceived. I'm not an accomplice. I just stole a small part of the gold in the Golden Buddha. But suddenly, I don't know how to do it, and the Buddha statues are going to be paraded. I have no choice. At this time, someone came to me and said that they could help me. I just wanted to get through this first, and then slowly fill in the gaps. They also brought the Buddha statue and the fake Buddha statue, and they kept covering them with oilcloth after they replaced them. I just removed the tarpaulin last night. I really don’t know anything about the driver! They also prepared and brought those vehicles. I didn’t want to kidnap the saint, please be aware of it!”

Ming Jing asked: "What about the real Buddha statue?"

"Real Buddha?" Mingxuan was already in a panic. He thought for a moment before saying: "The real Buddha is here. In the cellar. Except for the bronze Buddha, they are all in the cellar. They said that if you want to deceive everyone, you need to I made a mold of the real Buddha. They said they got to know the bronze Buddha, so they took it away. I thought that the bronze Buddha was the least valuable anyway, so I let them take it away."

Upon hearing that such a large solid bronze Buddha was missing, everyone present panicked.

"Absurd!" Ming Jing said angrily when he heard this: "You are really nonsense! How can the value of copper be calculated in this way?"

The development of copper and iron has been a national priority since ancient times. Even the copper coins circulating in the market are not pure copper, because they are worried that some people will collect the coins and melt them for other uses. Not to mention such a large piece of pure copper?

Yu Qiansi was very calm: "So, this golden Buddha is also real? However, it was all emptied out by you or the person who ordered you, right?"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

When copper and gold come together, it's a big deal. What's more, these people also kidnapped the saint.

Yu Qiansi squatted down, and Wuyawei behind Mingxuan immediately grabbed Mingxuan's collar, forcing him to raise his head to eye level with Yu Qiansi.

She asked: "The sudden advance of the parade this morning was your fault, right? But I'm curious, how did you know you needed to come out at this time?"

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