The blackened marquis insists that the husband should be more valuable than the son!

As soon as Xie Lang finished speaking, everyone was shocked.

Emperor Jingping's pupils contracted violently, and the moment he said that, he seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant. His already weak and pale features looked even more feeble, and his whole body began to tremble.

"...Shut up, don't say anything more!"

He was so angry that he picked up the pillow next to him and threw it over.

The wrinkled fingers trembled constantly.

Xie Lang stared at him for a long time, then suddenly sneered and said sarcastically, "It turns out that Your Majesty is also afraid."

"When the barbarians were short of food and went south to plunder, and the people of the Great Jin died tragically under the barbarians' iron cavalry, did Your Majesty ever feel afraid in your dreams at midnight? When those living lives were treated as chess pieces by you and manipulated at will, did you ever think that they would also be afraid?"

Emperor Jingping was so angry that his lips trembled and his eyes stared at him.

Hearing this, Zhang Yao's head buzzed, and in an instant it was as if something in his heart was broken. He looked at Emperor Jingping in disbelief.

The fingers hanging by his side kept shaking. He opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you know what you are saying?"

Zhang Yao didn't realize that his voice was also trembling.

Xie Lang glanced down at him, and when he met his astonished look, he didn't even blink, and said in a cold voice: "The memorial is right there. If Commander Zhang wants to know whether the truth is true, just take a look."

Following his words, Zhang Yao subconsciously looked at the memorial that had been swept to the ground.

Coincidentally, the memorial was located very close to him.

Just reach out and get it.

Zhang Yao was in a state of confusion. He moved his hands and just raised them up... At this moment, Emperor Jingping suddenly clenched the bed sheet tightly, leaned forward, and shouted sternly: "Zhang Yao, what are you doing! Hurry up and capture this traitor!"

These words fell on his head like a thunderbolt.

Zhang Yao woke up as if from a dream, and then met Emperor Jingping's murderous eyes. Through his eyes, he saw the panic below.

"His Majesty……"

"You are the commander of the Imperial Guards appointed by me personally. Now it is your turn to repay me."

Emperor Jingping had to stop to take a breath every few words. He was looking at the other person like a drowning man seeing the last straw, hoping that he could turn the tide.

Xie Lang did not stop his last attempt to survive.

He just watched this scene quietly with sarcasm in his eyes, waiting to see what choice Commander Zhang would make in the end.

Lian Dongshu, who had just been brought in from the back door, happened to hear Xie Lang's questioning.

He froze on the spot.

Everyone present was digesting what Xie Lang had said.

Even though they had not seen with their own eyes what was written in the memorial, just by looking at the fact that Xie Lang could do such a thing and say such confident words, they could guess that what he said was probably true.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have to take such a risk.

Zhang Yao naturally thought so too. Faced with Emperor Jingping's earnest expectations, it took him a long time to come back to his senses. In the end, he still did not reach out to touch the memorial right in front of him.

He avoided Emperor Jingping's gaze and clenched his fists tightly.

He whispered, "Your Majesty, it is my incompetence."

The expression on Emperor Jingping's face froze for a moment, and he fell backwards weakly.

The last hope was shattered at this moment. His eyes looked vaguely at a certain place but could not focus for a long time. He could not understand why such a thing happened. He was actually held hostage in his own bedroom?

After watching such a good show, Xie Lang laughed. He was clearly smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Hearing the voice, Emperor Jingping moved his eyes and looked at Xie Lang.

Many images flashed through his mind, including those of Xie Nandai, the prince, and the late emperor... The memories of the past kept flashing, and he already knew why he came here.

Emperor Jingping moved his pale lips. At this moment, he looked like an old man who was on the verge of death.

He gasped and stared at him intently: "You, do you really have to do this?"

"It's been so long since the incident happened. What's the point of bringing up the past now? You should know that the Great Jin can no longer withstand the turmoil. You can't..."

If there were one more emperor accused of murdering his subjects, coupled with the barbarians invading the border, the Jin Dynasty would be truly troubled both internally and externally.

He may not live long, but even if the next emperor succeeds to the throne, it will be impossible for him to balance the court and foreign enemies.

You must not move at this time.

"Of course it makes sense."

Xie Lang interrupted him coldly.

He lowered his eyes, his dark pupils were like deep pools, and he pulled the corners of his mouth mockingly: "It is of course meaningless to Your Majesty. Bringing up the past will only make your reputation fall to the bottom."

"Your wish to be remembered in history as a wise ruler has been shattered, so you naturally don't want it to happen."

Xie Lang stared at him and spoke word by word, "But it is meaningful to me, to the prince who died in Suzhou, to the tens of thousands of Dingyuan soldiers who died at the border, and to the people who died tragically under the barbarian cavalry."

Emperor Jingping felt a sudden sweet and fishy taste in his throat and immediately spat out blood.

Liu Shen hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, brought over the ginseng soup that he had prepared earlier, and helped him feed it.

When Queen Lu behind the screen heard the sound of coughing up blood, her body tensed for a moment, but she quickly recovered from her subconscious forward lean and pursed her lips tightly.

Xue Mingyue kept an eye on her movements.

Seeing that she did not step out from behind the screen, he breathed a sigh of relief and loosened his grip on the dagger. He waited until the sweat on his palms dried before tightening his grip again.

"From the moment you decided to cooperate with the barbarians to eliminate the Dingyuan Army and the Xie family, you should have known that this matter would be exposed one day. You gave hundreds of thousands of stones of grain to the barbarians, and then tricked the Dingyuan Army into an ambush."

Xie Lang's cold voice sounded again.

His breathing was no longer as steady as before, but more rapid: "The eunuchs who have been waiting there for a long time will take advantage of the chaos to shoot the King of Dingyuan with an arrow coated with poison. As long as he is not dead, he will become a slave of the royal family."

The whole hall was so quiet that only his voice could be heard.

Such shocking words made Zhang Yao and others present open their eyes wide in disbelief.

What shocked them was not that Emperor Jingping used the poison, but that he cooperated with the barbarians to plot against King Dingyuan who was guarding one side, and handed over hundreds of thousands of stones of grain to the barbarians!

No wonder, no wonder the barbarians were able to make a comeback so quickly.

Zhang Yao trembled with his lips and clenched his hands tightly at his sides. "Your Majesty, you are confused. This is clearly raising a tiger to harm yourself!"

"You have killed almost all the people who were involved in this incident, but there is still one left in the court."

Xie Lang paused before speaking again.

Emperor Jingping's chest heaved as he stared at him intently, and a person suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Mr. Xue Xu."