I am the poor scholar

"Young boy! What does it have to do with you!" Someone scolded first.

The people who had been quiet for a moment because the door of the house opened quickly became noisy.

"Come out! What kind of skill is it to let a scholar come out?!"

Some people are admiring such a feat: "Fortunately, we will eradicate rape and evil, and stop losses in time, otherwise I don't know how many people will be persecuted."

"..."

Bu Qingyun picked out his ears with his little finger, and slowly pulled out a piece of paper from his bosom, which was folded squarely.

Bu Qingyun's handwriting was written on it.

First, disloyalty and filial piety, killing the king and slaughtering brothers.

With a wave of Bu Qingyun's hand, the four guards behind him unsheathed their long swords and made a threatening gesture.

"..." The noise stopped again.

But it wasn't because of the threat of swords and swords, but because of Meng Zhe's arrival.

Bu Qingyun looked at Meng Zhe.

The few encounters, together with this incident, have exhausted Bu Qingyun's admiration for him.

This prime minister, who grew up in the countryside, has made his way to the sky, and is quite an inspirational model.

It is said that he has simple food and simple food, shelters the poor in the world, and is high-spirited and upright, except that he is not strict in teaching his brothers.

But immersed in power day and night, after all, he blinded his eyes.

Bu Qingyun's face turned cold, and he stood out from everyone's salute to Meng Zhe.

Meng Zhe is dazzled, dressed in court clothes, with a restrained manner, but the inadvertent deepness is hard to ignore.

Judging from the appearance alone, Meng Zhe is still very bluffing, with a dignified upright spirit.

Looking at his incongruous appearance, Bu Qingyun felt disgusted spontaneously, and a disgusting soul was wrapped under the elegant robe.

Is it hypocritical from the beginning, or is the soul corrupted in the singing and dancing?

Regardless of the disdain in his heart, Bu Qingyun said slowly: "It turned out to be Prime Minister Meng."

Turning his eyes again, he looked at the middle-aged man with a strong body opposite him.

Even through the clothes, the man can still see his strong muscles and straight waist, Bu Qingyun thought to himself.

Huo Jiang is light.

The door creaked.

There were footsteps coming from behind: "Take yourself into the trap."

His voice was slightly deep, and the sarcasm could be vaguely heard.

"My lord—" the people around Bu Qingyun immediately saluted.

Bu Qingyun didn't turn his head, he stared directly at Meng Zhe.

Sure enough, he was ambitious, and he didn't salute when he saw Xiao Yang.

Someone beside him stood still, only to hear Meng Zhe say: "My lord, since you have come out, do you admit it?"

Bu Qingyun opened his mouth and turned Meng Zhe's attention to himself: "Prime Minister, this incident is still open to discussion, so let me just listen to what I have to say."

Meng Che thought about it, he was sure that he would not reveal his secrets this time, but if he refused, there was no guarantee that everyone would not be suspicious.

But he still said: "The evidence is conclusive, it's useless to say more. Could it be that you want to discuss with me how King Yan should deal with it?"

Immediately, Meng Zhe said righteously: "It's not that the old man slandered out of thin air. At the time, there were all the witnesses and material evidence. Please don't resist stubbornly, so as not to be too embarrassing."

Seeing his hypocritical appearance of hello, hello, hello, everyone, Bu Qingyun folded his fan to block his face, and his eyes slightly rolled up.

The anger that was suppressed in his heart surged up suddenly. He who only realized his intention three days ago is now extremely rare towards Xiao Yang, and he who is extremely rare is extremely angry.

"My lord, I have something to say today." He said harshly, "It is disrespectful to Wang Situ to say that your lord is a handsome man and a bearded old thief. It is an anecdote in the world. Relying on the old and selling the old to have a thick skin, the two skills of the adults really make the juniors bow down."

"You—" Meng Che was used to flattery, and when he heard such acrimonious remarks, his face cracked for a moment, and he became a treacherous and cunning prime minister in an instant.

"Shut up." Xiao Yang coldly interrupted their exchange.

He gave Qingyun a cold look, with a hint of threat.

Knowing the main purpose of today, Bu Qingyun stood on the stone steps, looked down at the people below, and said slowly: "The kings are always talking about killing the king and brother Tu, which is a big mistake."

It was another debate, and the evidence they were talking about was listed one by one, and they spit it out in their mouths over and over again.

Bu Qingyun was not interested in listening, so he tilted his body and approached Xiao Yang and said, "Just listen to it as a joke."

Xiao Yang's face was cold and serious, which obviously meant that Bu Qingyun was thinking too much.

After a long while, it seemed that they also felt embarrassed to sing a one-man show, and the court officials on the opposite side gradually quieted down.

Xiao Yang is quiet here.

Bu Qingyun clapped his hands lightly, and two people walked out of the palace gate.

that eunuch.

And the so-called dealers who sell drugs.

The appearance of these two people seemed to stir up a thousand waves with one stone, and the change in their positions caused a lot of speculation.

"His Royal Highness Yan Wang, could it be a trick of torture?" the people on the opposite side shouted.

Bu Qingyun chuckled, these people have big brains.

"No!" On the contrary, the eunuch and the merchant shook their heads repeatedly.

"Let's listen to what they say first." There was an old man with a white beard on the opposite side, barely rational.

Bu Qingyun said: "Speak."

The eunuch lowered his head cowardly, his limbs stiffened and his eyes kept glancing at Meng Che.

Meng Zhe searched his mind and couldn't figure out what he had left behind with the eunuch, but his heart was beating non-stop, and his withered hands were tense.

Keep hinting.

The person who was called to do it at the beginning was so incompetent.

But it's okay, I didn't leave anything behind.

The eunuch suddenly knelt down and said: "His Royal Highness, did not conspire with the slaves to kill the late emperor!"

"Quiet!" The guards behind King Yan all drew their knives.

The courtiers on the opposite side looked at each other, and the white-bearded old man asked, "What evidence do you have?"

Huo Jiangqing also echoed: "Show me the evidence!"

The eunuch suddenly knelt up straight, his voice was a little trembling, and when he remembered Bu Qingyun's instructions, he moved his eyes upwards to look at Bu Qingyun.

Bu Qingyun was expressionless.

The eunuch's heart trembled, and he raised his voice and said sharply: "The one who gave poison to the slaves is obviously Meng Zhe!"

Bu Qingyun got his wish and saw the faces of the courtiers blushing, Meng Che obviously didn't expect them to beat him up.

Hey.

You are only allowed to make a false accusation, but are you not allowed to beat us back?

"What?" Huo Jiangqing's eyes were about to split open, his mind was taken astray.

Bu Qingyun listened slowly.

There are guards behind him who are majestic, waiting in full force, forming a huge deterrent.

"Everything needs evidence, what evidence do you have?"

Meng Zhe was fooled by a few ambiguous evidences at the beginning, but now Bu Qingyun and Xiao Yang have made an almost perfect argument.

Copying Bu Qingyun's words, the eunuch stammered: "Actually, in fact, at the beginning, the first emperor fell from his horse while hunting, so his health continued to deteriorate."

"Get to the point!" Huo Jiangqing was very impatient.

The world knows.At the beginning, the first emperor was not good at riding, but he was brave when he was hunting. He was not in good health, so he fell off the horse suddenly, was trampled by the horse's hoof, and vomited blood.

"That accident was actually arranged by Meng Zhe!"

Causing an uproar, Bu Qingyun raised the corners of his lips.

The framing must start from the root.

By widening the span of events, some details can be appropriately blurred, and it is also conducive to clearing up stigma.

"Convert black and white." Meng Che exhaled through his nose, stared at Bu Qingyun, and waved his hand to let the people behind him go up and catch the eunuch, "It is cruel to listen carefully to the words of such eunuchs!"

"Stop it." Bu Qingyun said indifferently.

Chu Cihe and the others were deadlocked with each other.

"Right and wrong, let's talk after listening." Bu Qingyun smiled, pointing out, "The reeds on the wall are top-heavy, light-footed and shallow-rooted."

Everyone is smart and has a shallow foundation. Doesn't this mean Meng Zhe?He is just a mud leg, so he was lucky enough to become the prime minister.

"You—" Meng Zhe stared, but he was really old.

The eunuch said again: "The prime minister gave the old slave a kind of spice, and asked the old slave to arrange it. He promised the old slave that when the first emperor died and the little emperor was young, then the power would be his, and he would promise the old slave gold, silver and treasures. Powerful position, and will...marry his daughter to the old slave."

"It's nonsense!" Meng Zhe managed to regain some sense, and only at this moment did he really realize that he was not afraid of the shadow swaying, and what he hadn't done, he hadn't done!Empty slander!

"This merchant is the one who sells the poison! The old slave got the poison from him!"

"Yes." The salesman nodded quickly.

Bu Qingyun looked at Meng Zhe's indifferent expression.

I only heard Meng Zhe questioningly asked: "If this is the case, the old man is a sinister and cunning person. After the matter is completed, how could he spare your life?"

"That old slave is still valuable to you!"

"Then you resigned from your old age and returned home four years ago. If this official is really smart, I should kill you!"

"My lord said well." Bu Qingyun smiled, and took off the eunuch's collar with his fan.

Everyone couldn't help holding their breath.

On the neck, there was a circle of red marks, which had turned purple and still had bruises. This was clearly a fatal posture!

Bu Qingyun smiled: "Isn't this evidence? You once wanted to kill him!"

"That's impossible! The timing isn't right!" The old God Meng Zhe was laughing. Now that things have happened, this so-called truth is full of loopholes!

"What's wrong?" Bu Qingyun sneered.

"If the strangle marks were four years ago, they should have been healed long ago. This is clearly recent! You are slandering!"

"Yes." Bu Qingyun nodded, "This is indeed recent."

"Then tell me, who strangled you?" Bu Qingyun looked at the eunuch.

"Yes—" the eunuch looked past Meng Zhe and said firmly, "Meng Zhe sent someone to silence him!"

"Why did he silence it?"

"He asked me to slander and slander King Yan."

All of this is too absurd and full of loopholes, Meng Zhe said: "Since I hunted you down four years ago, and you ran for your life, why did I join forces with you to frame King Yan four years later? You come back , isn’t this self-inflicted? Absurd!”

The eunuch turned pale, racking his brains and seemed unable to think of an excuse.

His eyes darkened, Bu Qingyun said: "Tell me."

The eunuch immediately thought of it, and said: "The old slave has been hiding for four years, tired of living like a mouse in the gutter, and is going to come to Bianjing to expose you! But unfortunately—"

The eunuch's voice sank: "Old slave was caught by the prime minister again."

The words came to an abrupt end, and the rest were left to them.

Meng Zhe said again: "If this is the case, the old man should have killed you immediately after leaving the palace."

"My king ordered someone to save him." Xiao Yang said at the right time.

"Yes." The eunuch added, pointing to the marks on his neck, "That's what happened at that time."

"Who is responsible for the late emperor?!" General Huo yelled softly, he was dizzy from what the group of literati said, but he only cared about this matter from the beginning to the end, "You guys explain clearly to General Ben! "

"Xiao Yang!" This is a character from Meng Zhe's side.

"Meng Zhe!" Bu Qingyun and others.

A scholar who imitated King Yan's handwriting came out.

He held a stack of papers and handed them to Chu Ciji.

Bu Qingyun took it, like a teacher in a school handing out homework, calling his name: "Meng Zhe!"

Following his shout, Chu Cihe handed the paper to Meng Zhe.

The content of that piece of paper is exactly the same as that of the piece of paper that Meng Zhe used to slander Xiao Yang.

I will give you a thousand taels of gold and one gram of medicine powder per day.

The only difference is that the handwriting is completely different.

This is Meng Zhe's handwriting.

"Xu Qian!"

"..."

These people are ministers who believe in Meng Zhe.

Bu Qingyun's move did not give them any face.

You believe in a piece of paper, now let you all write what is on the paper.

"This..." Obviously, they all remembered this piece of paper, and most of them were ashen-faced.

Bu Qingyun said: "There is a scholar who is good at copying. This kind of letter can have as many handwritings as you want."

With that said, Bu Qingyun pulled out another piece of paper and opened it.

The content is exactly the same, and the handwriting is Meng Zhe's.

The difference with them is ink and paper.

Bu Qingyun smiled: "Pine smoke ink and Xuanzhou mansion ribbed paper are used by noble people. I heard that Meng Zhe especially likes these two?"

Saying this, the piece of paper was passed from hand to hand among people.

Meng Zhe's face turned pale. This is the original framed letter.

The author has something to say: "It's disrespectful to Wang Situ to say that you are a handsome old man and a bearded old thief. It is an anecdote in the world that you are so shameless that you can block a hundred thousand white horses with your face alone." ——The only narrator. [See the comments posted by Station B]

In fact, if it is modern, a fingerprint test, bingo!The truth came out.hey-hey

感谢在2020-03-1823:04:54~2020-03-1923:20:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Yi 9 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!