Young Master, my wife brought the memories of her past life and was reborn to save the house.

"You..." Mo Junli's expression changed this time.

Mo Junli subconsciously scanned the civil and military officials and found that they were all looking at him and the Duke of Zhen in surprise.

Emperor Jinglong had a 20-year relationship with Duke Zhen Guo, and he knew Duke Zhen Guo's temper very well.

Duke Zhen Guo is a man who dares to risk his own life. The prince is no match for Duke Zhen Guo in such a head-on confrontation.

"Mr. Zhen Guo, I know you have my best interests at heart, but what Shen Shangshu said is right. Ever since the people took refuge with the bandits on the Holy Island, they have become bandits. The food they enjoy is all plundered by bandits. We cannot do it because of them. If you don’t take up arms, just say it has nothing to do with them.”

"It is precisely because they support the bandits on the Holy Island that more and more people encourage this trend. When these forces grow enough to resist the imperial court in the future, the Shang Dynasty will be swallowed up by these people. I don't want to see the country destroyed. A scene of families being killed and more people being displaced.”

"They killed so many imperial soldiers, I must give an explanation to the families of these soldiers."

The prince's heart dropped for the most part.

The emperor was willing to seek an explanation for these dead soldiers, but he was unwilling to spend more time investigating the Jiang family's case. He watched helplessly as all the men in the Jiang family were murdered by traitors.

I really don’t deserve to be a generation... Mingjun!

"Master Shen, you go back to your home immediately to pack your bags. We will send troops to attack the bandits on the Holy Island today without any delay."

"Wei Chen, I obey."

When Shen Zheng replied, his eyes were full of cold murderous intent.

He had to kill all the bandits on the Holy Island to calm the anger in his heart.

After Shen Zhengyi left the palace, Shen Qing just came back from the burial mound: "Master, the mass grave has been burned."

"Burn it!" Shen Zheng jumped sharply at the first glance: "What a coincidence."

"Yes, nearby villagers said that one night half a month ago, the mass grave suddenly caught fire."

Shen Zheng's eyes flashed with sharpness, and he secretly clenched his fists with his hands. He was already sure... Steward Wang had received a letter from his eldest son that night, but was executed by Shen Lian with just one sentence.

"Go and call the second lady over." The more he thought about it, the more he felt in his chest. When he gave this order, he roared angrily.

Soon, the manager who went to find Shen Lian came back.

His son, Wang Song, was the son of Manager Wang. He knelt on the ground and said, "Master, the second lady said she is not feeling well. She learned the rules yesterday and doesn't want to walk. Let the master... let the master go find her by himself."

"Bang!" Shen Zheng suddenly threw off the tea set on the table, jumped up from his chair, took out his sword from the sword stand, and walked out aggressively.

But as soon as he walked out of the study, he saw Shen Lian belatedly appearing outside his study.

Behind her was a group of palace attendants, who carefully accompanied her and did not dare to neglect in any way.

Shen Qing chased him out and advised Shen Zhengyi: "Master, calm down."

calm down!

These two words are now a joke.

His second son lost his legs because he saved Shen Lian, a fool.

His eldest son's whereabouts are unknown because of Shen Lian's stupid things.

His third son is still in a coma, and counting every detail, none of them are due to Shen Lian.

Three of his five sons died.

Tell him how to calm down.

With his eyes widened, he watched Shen Lian being supported by two palace servants as she approached, came to Shen Zhengyi's side, and bowed to Shen Zhengyi in a dignified manner: "Dad."

This is the etiquette she has learned recently.

As soon as Shen Zheng saw her ceremonial gesture, which was not hands or feet, if he had not been in officialdom for decades and had strong ability to withstand pressure, he would have collapsed like his wife Jingshi.

But at this time, he had regained his senses and said: "Lian'er, daddy has a few words to ask you. Just answer them truthfully and get up and speak."

"Yes, daddy." Shen Lian stood up and looked at Shen Zhengyi with a flattering expression.

A flash of impatient disgust flashed through Shen Zheng's eyes: "How did Manager Wang treat you the night he committed the crime?"