Tragic death and rebirth, the daughter of a general poisoned the government and the country

The gloomy sky was covered with thick clouds, brewing another winter snow. The cold wind made the door creak, which was extremely harsh in the silent house.

The candle beside the armchair stood upright in the stagnant atmosphere. Even when sitting in the armchair, the man's tall and majestic posture did not diminish in the slightest. He seemed a little impatient, and Nan Rongjing let out a soft "tsk".

As if struck by a thunderbolt, County Magistrate Pang was startled and crawled to Nan Rongjing's feet. He desperately grasped the corner of his robe as if he was grabbing the last straw, tears streaming down his face.

"I have failed in my duty... Please spare my life, Your Highness!"

County Magistrate Pang had long heard of Nan Rongjing's iron-fisted methods in the court, and that he had the power of life and death over officials below the fifth rank without reporting to the emperor later. In the eyes of County Magistrate Pang, Nan Rongjing at this moment was no different from the Black and White Impermanence who were demanding lives.

Without waiting for Nan Rongjing to utter another "tsk", Magistrate Pang spoke out a lot of things at once, as if he was afraid of dying. For example, how cunning Li Erma was, how daring he was to disregard etiquette, and how he was loyal to his duties but the thief still escaped.

Nan Rongjing's patience was exhausted at this moment. With a wave of his hand, County Magistrate Pang's face turned red as if his neck was strangled and he was unable to speak. His slightly plump body trembled constantly.

"Since Magistrate Pang refuses to tell the truth, I will invite you to a nice place for some tea."

It was rare for Nan Rongjing to speak so softly, but Magistrate Pang was not relieved at all by his gentleness. Instead, he seemed to be dragged to the execution ground. His flushed face quickly turned pale, and he fell down and fainted without being able to catch his breath.

As Nan Rongjing finished his words, two shadowy guards in black came in from outside the door, grabbed Magistrate Pang's arms and dragged him away like a dead pig.

In just a cup of tea, a shadow guard in black came forward, emitting a bloody smell and holding a few pages of confession stained with blood in his hands.

Nan Rongjing flipped through it casually, and most of the contents of Magistrate Pang's confession were within his expectations.

only……

The bony fingers paused suddenly. At the end of the confession, Magistrate Pang said that before Wang Po took Zhaodi away, Li Erma had disappeared into the cell.

Nan Rongjing frowned slightly, thinking back to what Mo Yun and Mo Feng had reported that night, and... the burn spots on their hands and faces.

Lin Yushu was actually bolder than he had expected. She even dared to kidnap the wanted criminal from the county jail at night.

An unconscious smile crept up the corners of Nan Rongjing's mouth. This was the most frequent time he had laughed since he could remember. Nan Rongjing was secretly pleased that the opportunity he had been looking for had finally come.

Just as a new moon rose above the treetops, a man and a horse came out from behind the county government office, galloping through the light snow all the way towards the capital.

After Zhaodi's accident, the Lin Mansion fell into an eerie silence. It was not until the yamen runners came to arrest Zhaodi that the apparent peace in the mansion was broken.

From the front yard came Zhaodi's curses and Wang Po's wailing. Chuntao walked into the house in a very good mood and said cheerfully, "Miss, Wang Po actually wanted to stop the yamen runners from arresting people. After being thrown to the ground by the yamen runners, she kept crying. Zhaodi clawed at the yamen runners like crazy and was slapped several times before he became obedient."

It was beyond Wang Po's expectation that the bailiffs could come to arrest Zhaodi so quickly. Even Lin Yushu, the instigator, did not expect it. After all, Magistrate Pang's attitude could be seen from the arrest warrant. He would definitely not come to arrest people at this time and offend Minister Lin, the only person who could protect him.

Lin Yushu thought about it but still had no idea, so she turned around and continued to boil the medicine. Last time in the county jail, she gave all the Xiaoyao Powder to Li Erma, and there was not much left of the Mihun Powder and Shigu Shui, so she needed to make some more in case of trouble.

Seeing that the medicinal herbs on hand were almost gone, Lin Yushu asked Chuntao to accompany her to Muchuntang to get the free herbs.

Under Shen Mutang's heartbroken gaze, Lin Yushu took away two large bags of medicinal materials with peace of mind and returned to the villa to immerse herself in refining poison.

Capital City, Imperial Palace, Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Above the main hall, the golden nanmu dragon throne is carved with cloud dragon patterns. The dragon's body is winding and majestic, and its head is lying on the back of the chair. Its bright eyes are looking down at the court officials standing solemnly in the hall.

On the spacious dragon throne, the current emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Emperor Ming, was wearing a gold-woven dragon robe with nine dragon patterns of fortune and longevity. Emperor Ming, who was in his forties, had an extraordinary appearance. There was no expression on his well-defined face, and his eyes were deep and sharp.

The chief eunuch beside him announced loudly: "If you have a petition, please submit it. If you don't, please leave the court."

Next to the huge pillar carved with auspicious patterns, ministers stood on both sides according to their rank. The huge hall was silent as if no one was there.

Just as the eunuch chief was about to announce the end of the court, a court official slowly stepped out from the team and said in a clear and dignified voice, "I have a document."

Emperor Ming raised his head slightly and glanced at the courtiers with their hands hanging down below. The person standing in the center was the newly appointed Imperial Censor Cao Zhishui. This man was sharp-tongued and upright, and was deeply appreciated by Emperor Ming.

Emperor Ming waved his hand and said, "My dear minister, your request is approved."

"I have heard that the prosperity of a country comes first with courtesy and righteousness. As a minister of a country, one should not only govern the country well, but also have a clean and upright family tradition to set an example for the world. Recently, I heard that Lord Lin Minglang, the Minister of Rites, abandoned his brother Lin Mingyue's daughter in a separate courtyard outside the capital when he was stationed at the border. He allowed the slave to bully the master, and the slave was so weak that he could not be treated and suffered humiliation. Such an act of betraying his brother, disregarding the kindness of his ancestors and the same clan, is really unfilial; it directly chilled the hearts of the border soldiers and ignored the safety of his family and country, which is really disloyal; ignoring etiquette and family rules, and being in a high position, is really unrighteous..."

Without waiting for Censor Cao to finish reading the memorial, the court officials, who had been standing still like a group of stupid geese just now, all raised their necks and looked at Censor Cao in shock or confusion.

The most shocked person was the Minister of Rites Lin Minglang. As a second-rank official, few censors dared to impeach him easily. Lin Minglang was stunned for a moment, which made Emperor Ming, who had been looking down at the court officials, sneer. The chess between court officials has always been his favorite drama.

Lin Minglang just learned about the farce in the Lin Mansion's villa from his wife yesterday. He forgot about it after hearing it and didn't take it to heart at all.

His brother might never be able to return to the capital in his lifetime. His wife is very dedicated in raising his daughter with good food and drink. A little omission won't matter. Who dares to say anything?

Lin Minglang has always been a kind person and has a good reputation among the people. He has always attached great importance to his reputation and career. On the surface, he has always been neutral and has not participated in party struggles, which has allowed him to live safely in the turbulent court for many years.

Unexpectedly, a censor who had just taken office had the guts to make a fuss about trivial matters in his own backyard at the morning court today, in front of all the civil and military officials in the court and the current emperor. It was truly hateful.

Thinking of this, the look in Lin Minglang's eyes slowly returned to calm and cold, but beneath the calmness there was a strong murderous intent.