Because of the chaos in the imperial court, he was able to mediate and operate from it, lobbying old friends from the past, lobbying Wang Shoufu, and uniting the entire official group.

The embassy left the official ship, and the imperial guards carried a thin coffin. Inside the coffin was the corpse of King Zhenbei. The pieced together corpse was quite complete.

On the pier, the experienced foreman immediately yelled at the coolies to retreat, not to block the way of these officials and lords, and not even to watch.

Because of this situation, it often means that some of the officials and gentlemen have sacrificed.If you show the eyes and posture of watching the show, it is very likely that you will provoke the wrath of the deceased's fellow robes.

Several foremen encountered a similar incident last year. At the beginning of spring, the canal was still floating with ice floes, and an official ship said to be from Yunzhou arrived at the pier.

A group of watchmen came down with several coffins on their shoulders. Some foremen thought they were far away, whispering and pointing, using it as talk to pass the time.

As a result, the leading silver gong broke his legs, smashed a mouthful of teeth, and threw him into the canal, killing half his life.

Everyone carried the coffin and entered the city from the pier, entered the inner city, entered the imperial city, and was stopped outside the palace city.

Xu Qi'an stood in front, with the two censors on the left, and Dali Si Cheng and Chen Butou on the right.

"Go and report to His Majesty, the missions that went to Chuzhou to investigate the case, return to Beijing to report on their duties." Xu Qi'an ordered.

"My lords, wait a moment."

Habayashi Wei, who was guarding the castle, bowed and said, then trotted into the palace.

In the bedroom, Emperor Yuan Jing sat cross-legged, breathing with his eyes closed.

An eunuch walked quickly to the threshold, bowed his head and did not make a sound.

The old eunuch in python standing beside Emperor Yuan Jing glanced at the door, then at the old emperor, walked up to him with small steps, and said in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

The little eunuch whispered something in a low voice.

Hearing this, the old eunuch in boa robe frowned, then waved his hand to dismiss the eunuch.

He returned to Emperor Yuan Jing lightly, and carefully lowered his voice: "Your Majesty"

When Emperor Yuan Jing was meditating and cultivating the Tao, he was not allowed to disturb him unless there was something urgent.

The old eunuch has accompanied Emperor Yuan Jing for so many years, and there is still some tacit understanding.

Emperor Yuan Jing opened his eyes and said slowly, "What's the matter?"

The old eunuch bowed and said: "The mission that went to Chuzhou to investigate the case has returned, and now it is outside the palace, waiting for His Majesty's summons."

Emperor Yuan Jing frowned, looked at the old eunuch, and asked, "Why didn't you see the Duke of Chuzhou from the cabinet?"

He didn't know this until the mission returned to the capital.

Emperor Yuan Jing narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "Call them to the imperial study."

The old eunuch turned and left.

Emperor Yuan Jing had no expression on his face, like a deep and terrifying sculpture.

The members of the mission were informed and led into the palace by an eunuch in Tsing Yi, and the rest, including the coffin, naturally couldn't enter the palace.

Even if the Zhenbei kings were lying inside, they had to be summoned by the emperor to enter the palace. Besides, so far, no one in the palace except the mission knew that the corpse in the coffin was the first warrior of Dafeng, the younger brother of Emperor Yuanjing.

Entering the spacious and luxurious imperial study, everyone waited silently. After a quarter of an hour, Emperor Yuan Jing led several eunuchs over.

Wearing Taoist robes, the old emperor with black hair and fluttering long sleeves, did not sit behind the big case, but stopped in front of the members of the mission, his majestic eyes swept over their faces, and his voice was calm:

"I sent someone to ask the cabinet, but I didn't receive your letter beforehand."

The old emperor glanced at Xu Qi'an, and seemed to think that this kid was a vulgar martial artist, and he was too lazy to talk to him, so he turned to look at the two censors and the prime minister of Dali Temple:

"Don't you know the rules?"

The two censors and the prime minister of Dali Temple lowered their heads, and without waiting for their response, Zheng Xinghuai stepped forward and bowed:

"Your Majesty, Chuzhou City has been destroyed, how to deliver the book?"

Emperor Yuan Jing seemed to notice him now, and looked at him for a moment, "Zheng Aiqing, as the chief envoy of Chuzhou, how dare you return to Beijing privately without the court's permission?"

This is the crime of AWOL.

Zheng Xinghuai let out a miserable laugh, and looked at Emperor Yuan Jing not to be outdone: "Chuzhou City is gone, and I, the chief envoy, exist in name only."

Self-proclaimed "I" instead of "minister", Mr. Zheng's mentality is a bit wrong, his heart is ashamed, so he has nothing to fear?Xu Qi'an frowned.

"Why did you say that?" Emperor Yuan Jing knitted his eyebrows together.

Zheng Xinghuai took a deep breath and said loudly: "The general of Chuzhou suppressed the king of the north, in order to be promoted to the second rank, he colluded with the shamanism and the head of the local sect, and slaughtered 38 lives in Chuzhou city.

"My lord, I am writing to impeach the King of Zhenbei, and ask Your Majesty to be the master for the innocent people who died tragically, and severely punish the King of Zhenbei."

After speaking, he took out a memorial from his sleeve and presented it with both hands.

"My lord, I am writing to impeach the King of Zhenbei, and ask Your Majesty to be the master for the innocent people who died tragically, and severely punish the King of Zhenbei."

Everyone in the mission took out the memorial and presented it with both hands.Among them, Xu Qi'an's excerpts were written by Liu Yushi.

Although Xu Qi'an has never admitted that he is vulgar, and believes that he has received nine years of compulsory education and is knowledgeable, he can only hand over stereotyped writing, expressing that he is helpless.

The main reason is that the calligraphy is really bad.

Upon first hearing the news, Emperor Yuan Jing had no expression on his face. He stared blankly at the members of the mission. After a while, he raised his hand and stretched towards the memorial with a slight trembling.

After a long time, Emperor Yuan Jing read the memorial and asked hoarsely, "Where is King Zhenbei now?"

The dog emperor's acting skills are really amazing. He and Wei Gong can play on the same stage, competing for the actor Xu Qi'an to mock Emperor Yuan Jing by making complaints.

How could Emperor Yuan Jing not know about the massacre of the city? He was even one of the masterminds behind the scenes.

He asked this on purpose, he thought King Zhenbei was still happy and happy in the northern border.

"His Majesty!"

As the organizer, Xu Qi'an came out and felt that the knife should be stabbed by himself.

He said with emotion: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, King Zhenbei was not a son of man, and heaven and man were attacking together, and now he has been executed. The mission transported his body back to the capital, and now it is outside the palace.

"How to dispose of this beast's body, I ask His Majesty to decide."

Rumble!

Jiao Lei seemed to explode in his ears, and Emperor Yuan Jing's face suddenly turned pale, and all blood faded away.

He stared at Xu Qi'an in a daze, bloodshot eyes appeared little by little, as if he had received a huge blow, this time his voice was really hoarse:

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