My bad words were heard by all the civil and military officials in the court

In this world, he doesn’t know why, but he keeps running forward.

He ran and ran until he felt that he could no longer sweat.

His lips were cracked and turned white, and he couldn't hold on any longer and fell down.

The moment his butt hit the ground, a scene appeared before his eyes.

In the only white light, he saw a leveled grave behind the tombstone with his name on it.

The grave is marked with countless footprints.

Both human and animal.

With eyes wide open, he watched wave after wave of people and animals descend upon his grave.

When people walked by his grave, walking their cats and dogs, or herding cattle and sheep, they would stomp on it several times and curse at it:

"Bah! The traitor must not die a good death!"

"You old thing, you actually dared to kill Wen Qingtian? I curse you to be a pig and dog waiting to be slaughtered for the rest of your life!"

"You have lost your conscience. Sooner or later I will dig up your grave and whip your corpse!"

"If I ever see you, you traitor, I will cut you into pieces!"

……

The cursing continued incessantly, and Marquis Wenxin's eyes rolled back and his whole body was twitching and shaking.

These people... these people deserve to die!

The scene in front changed, and Wen Xinhou was so angry that he gained weight.

I saw a statue that looked very similar to me, with its hands tied behind its back, kneeling in front of a tombstone that was being worshipped.

People respectfully burned incense and bowed in tribute to the tombstone with Wen Huaifei's name on it.

It's not enough to slap the kneeling statue, you also have to spit at it.

The broken head of the statue was replaced again and again, which shows that later generations really hated this treacherous minister!

I hate him, Marquis Wenxin!

After realizing this, Marquis Wenxin's palm-sized heart could no longer bear it, and he died of anger.

Back to reality, the sweaty Wen Xinhou was awakened by his gray-haired old mother.

The severe pain in his body stimulated his nerves.

He grabbed the old lady's hand and shouted, "Mom, I don't want you to be cursed for eternity. It hurts so much."

"Son, go to Minister Wen's tombstone and admit your mistake."

"While my son still has a chance to make amends."

He cried so miserably that the old lady was frightened.

After understanding what her son was going to do, the old lady's face immediately darkened.

"What nonsense are you talking about? What does this have to do with you?"

"You go and admit your mistake. Do you want our mansion to be extinct? Do you want me, your mother, to die?"

What the old lady values ​​most is the latter point.

Without the Marquis' Mansion, she would have no source of money. How could she then gild the Buddha's body and pray for longevity?

There's nothing you can say about this matter.

But the panic and fear on her son's face did not seem fake, so the old lady had no choice.

I sat by his bed and persuaded him all night long.

When it was almost dawn, he sent someone to the palace to ask for leave.

This further strengthened Marquis Wenxin's determination to deny his crime until death.

After her son fell asleep, the old lady went back to her room to sleep with dark circles under her eyes.

Because of this incident, she missed a whole night's sleep to beautify herself.

The old lady in her sixties felt that her life span was shortened by half and she was very heartbroken!

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On the way to court in a carriage, Ye Shengxin didn't have time to get any food, so he planned to look for a store on the way.

So he asked the driver to go to the shop and buy some cakes.

Unfortunately, it rained in the morning and there was only one stall open.

Ye Shengxin lay by the car window.

"Then let's go to Meng's Bakery and buy four. You and I will each have two."

She gave the driver some money and waited for him to come back with some freshly baked cakes.

Ye Shengxin took it and took a bite.

While eating, before I could finish my meal, I saw Meng Da wearing a white apron greeting new guests.

There was a five-year-old girl next to him, who politely invited the guest in.

Very lovable.

Meng Da turned around and saw Ye Shengxin, and he tried his best to smile kindly.

But he has a slightly fierce face, and this smile looks particularly malicious.

The driver said, "Sir, this cake is specially given to you by the owner of the shop. He said it is called the longevity cake."

"He and his nine clans all hope that you can live a long life."

"They even set up a big tablet for you, burning incense and kowtowing to you every day, hoping that you would die later!"

“Cough cough cough… cough cough… cough…”

The biscuit got choked in his throat, and Ye Shengxin coughed so hard that tears streamed down his face, and his eyeballs were almost invisible.

I hurriedly drank several sips of the cold tea from yesterday morning before I finally calmed down.

She panted and asked the coachman to speed up to the palace.

At the same time, my heart was in turmoil and I was filled with anxiety.

Die later?

Ye Shengxin laughed angrily.

You're going to die later, but you still want to set up a big tablet for me, a living person, and burn incense for me every day?

I'm afraid it's because they think I'm living too comfortably and want me to go to hell sooner rather than later.

[System, how did I offend Meng Da that he wants to harm me like this? ]

The system sighed: [Host, if it really doesn't work, let's stay away from him. ]

[As for the tablet, it's just superstition. As long as he doesn't do anything to you, we can just pretend we don't know.]

[If you are still angry, why not go to his shop and cause trouble? ]

Ye Shengxin thought of the five-year-old girl and shook his head wildly.

[No, what if this child loses his source of income and is sold?]

The driver was fine after eating the pancake, and Ye Shengxin also took a bite.

"Forget it, since this cake is pretty good, I won't bother with it."

The carriage stopped at the gate of the palace.

Before Ye Shengxin left, the driver returned the money she had used to buy cakes.

"The shop owner said that Master Ye doesn't have to pay for cakes anymore. They will make as much as you want and I guarantee you'll be full."

Ye Xingxin took the money and thought on the way:

[Do they want me to die by starving myself to death? ]

[This is not right. If you hate me so much, why don’t you take my money? ]

The system doesn’t understand either.

When everyone was confused, they were caught up by a guard.

"Master Ye, this is something your family's driver asked me to bring to you. He said you got off the carriage."

After saying this the guard left.

Ye Shengxin bit the biscuit in his mouth and frowned as he looked at the brand new book "Seven or Eight Things a Minister Does" brought by the guard.

[System, I don’t remember having this thing? ]

System: [Could it be the original owner's? ]

It invisibly fills the gaps in thinking.

Ye Xingxin: [It is possible.]

[The name of this book is extraordinary, and I don’t know what the original owner wrote in it. 】

The system said with absolute certainty: [Of course it is the ministers’ little secret. ]

【Open it quickly and see what's inside. 】

royal palace.

Emperor Jingming put down his chopsticks, frowned as he listened to the conversation between Ye Shengxin and the system.

Who gave Ye Shengxin this book?

What is this going to do?

Do you also want to seek justice through her help?

At this time, Eunuch Lin came over and reported with his head down:

"Your Majesty, check Lord Ye's movements over the past few days, especially yesterday."

"The difference between Lord Ye and usual is that he received a hundred thousand taels of silver from Princess Fukang."

Emperor Jingming's eyes moved.

Banknote?

One hundred thousand taels?

Calculating the time, this one hundred thousand taels of money seems to be related to energy.

Is this how the system replenishes energy?

Need a lot of money?

Emperor Jingming rubbed his nose. The Zhou Dynasty was not very wealthy, and he could not spend the 100,000 taels very often.

Not to mention that Ye Xingxin's monthly salary as the national teacher is the highest among the ministers.

Otherwise... just pretend you don't know about it.