Quickly wear the fishing style beauty be again

Gu Xian'an didn't reply to him, so he didn't care, and smiled relievedly: "Although I don't know why you came in, but if you can get out of this prison, remember to tell others, Secretary of the Ministry of Finance Shi Don’t be greedy for money or food.”

"If only one person remembers it..."

Gu Xian'an was keenly aware that something was wrong in his words, and frowned and asked him, "What are you going to do?"

Shi Bai did not respond to his question and continued: "I know Prime Minister Gu may have his own plans, but no one is willing to live with the stigma, even for a short moment."

"History will gradually amplify the filth. In the vague concept of history of future generations, they will define me as a stigmatized sinner based on what they know."

"I don't know when I will be able to clear this stigma, but I hope that when people in future generations mention me, they will not categorically say that I am a corrupt official who violated the law."

"I hope they can make their own judgment instead of defining me as a criminal based on cold historical data..."

Gu Xian'an couldn't see his face, but he intuitively felt that Shi Bai had made some kind of decision, and asked him in a dumb voice: "Shi Shangshu, what are you planning to do?"

"I was just thinking..." Shi Bai looked up at the cobwebbed corner and smiled: "If my death can become an unsolved case, can future generations pay me back for investigating my death?" An innocent one?"

"No." Gu Xian'an knew that he was seeking death, so he tried to persuade him: "History will whitewash your death as suicide out of fear of crime, instead of clearing up your grievances."

"You deserve to live and wait for the moment when the injustice is redressed..."

"I also want to..." Shi Bai's tone was heavy: "But Prime Minister Gu has fallen, and the Minister of War Lu Ya intends to rebel. Your Majesty and the Imperial Counselor don't know where they are. In such an urgent situation in Yu State, Under such circumstances, no one will remember such an insignificant person like me.”

"No one remembers it, and naturally no one remembers the crime I had to bear."

"So... you are going to use your death to create an unsolved case, just to get some trivial attention?" Gu Xian'an's throat was a little dry, and he was still trying to regain Shi Bai's determination to die: "You clearly know that under the power of the people, In his eyes, he will brush your death off as suicide out of fear of sin."

"Your death will not stir up a single splash in the long river of history..."

What he said was very direct and reasonable.

Shi Bai sighed deeply and did not respond directly to him.

Perhaps because of his martial arts practice in the past years, his hearing was particularly sharp despite losing his vision.

He could clearly hear the sound of Shi Bai getting up, and also the sound of Shi Bai hitting the wall and dying.

After the dull sound, there was the dull sound of the body hitting the ground.

The strong smell of blood lingered at the tip of his nose, and Gu Xian'an's hand on the ground was stained with sticky blood. His whole body felt as if he had been thrown into an ice cave. The blood in his body seemed to be frozen, and his limbs were extremely stiff.

He opened his mouth and wanted to moan, but his throat seemed to be forcibly blocked and he couldn't make any sound.

His eyes were blinded and he could not shed tears. His mouth was open and he could not make a sound. Iron chains bound his limbs and he could not even move his hands.

The curses of the jailer gradually came from the cell next door, and Gu Xian'an's head was buzzing, and he felt that those noisy sounds made his brain hurt.

The fragments in his palm once again pricked his palm, causing pain. His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big invisible hand, so heavy that he could hardly breathe.

Because of his fault, an upright official of Yu State was killed...

He can't always protect what he wants to protect...

He is just a burden...

The burden of needing someone else to take responsibility for one's faults...

-

"Your Majesty, I haven't seen you for a long time..."

"Lu Ya" smiled and looked at Yan Qingning, who was being protected by Shen Zhuo, and gave a pretentious salute.

"Lu Ya..." Yan Qingning glanced at him coldly, "I should call you Lu Yin, right?"

Lu Yin's expression changed, "Your Majesty, I am Lu Ya now."

"Lv Yin, you forged the identity of the minister of the Ministry of War, embezzled money and food for disaster relief, raised elite soldiers privately, and attempted to commit rebellion. Your crimes are too numerous to describe, and you will be responsible for your death!" Shen Zhuo'an protected Yan Qingning behind him, and listed Lu Yin's guilt one by one.

"Is the Imperial Master accusing me of my guilt?" Lu Yin raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Zhuo'an provocatively: "I just followed your example and did what you have always wanted to do. What kind of identity do you have?" Blame me for my guilt?!"

"You have planted a love poison in His Majesty that can lead to death. This is the crime of regicide. You spread rumors among the people that His Majesty is ignorant and incompetent. This is the crime of humiliating the King. You are greedy for power and power and raise elite soldiers privately with the intention of causing trouble and rebellion. This is the crime of regicide. For the grave crime of treason.”

"With all these three major crimes added up, the Imperial Preceptor may not be any cleaner than me?!"

Shen Zhuo'an's hand trembled slightly, and he subconsciously grasped Yan Qingning's hand: "Aning, do you believe me?"

Yan Qingning blinked and looked up at him: "Lord God, I will always believe in you..."

"Even until I die, I will always believe in you..."

Shen Zhuo'an's eyes flickered, avoiding the sincere and passionate love in his shallow eyes.

Lu Yin saw the unusual relationship between the two of them and laughed softly: "The relationship between your Majesty and the Imperial Master is indeed harmonious."

"His methods are obviously dirtier than mine, how come His Majesty can treat him so carelessly?"

Yan Qingning's eyes turned dark at this moment, and he issued an order in a cold voice: "General Chen Wei, listen to the order and capture all these rebellious officials and traitors besieging the imperial city!"

A large number of guards rushed in and completely reversed the situation of the confrontation between the two sides at this moment.

Lu Yin did not panic. He turned his head and said to the people around him: "Go and bring that person over."

Yan Qingning: "Lu Yin, now that the people you ambushed in the imperial city have been subdued, what else do you want to do to resist?!"

A man who was tightly bound by iron chains was dragged all the way over. The traces of blood under his feet made people feel horrified just by looking at them.

Yan Qingning stared at the person being dragged, with a bold guess in his mind, and his nails dug deeply into his palms.

Lu Yin: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten that I have someone very important to you?"

He pulled Gu Xian'an's hair and forced him to look up, revealing his face covered in flesh and blood and burns to Yan Qingning's eyes.

In order to keep enough chips in his hand, Lu Yin deliberately hung his life on Gu Xian'an, just to serve as a hostage to restrict Yan Qingning in the end.

The once high-spirited young man was reduced to this miserable state by the complicated court discussions.

Gu Xian'an lowered his eyes and looked at the fragment in his hand, feeling sour in his heart.

Yan Qing'an, look at me like this, do you think I'm ugly?