Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

Wang Jiuzheng, the current minister of the Ministry of Punishments, immediately went out of class and knelt down: "The minister is here."

"Tell me, how should the case be judged?" Meng Zezhi said in a deep voice, and anyone with a keen ear could hear the suppressed anger in his tone.

Wang Jiuzheng was still a little undecided at first, after all, Emperor Ning Wu had called Zhao Lingwu's father for more than [-] years, until the corner of his eye inadvertently fell on the bloody hole on Zhao Lingwu's forehead that Emperor Ning Wu smashed with a tea bowl , There is a bottom in my heart instantly.

He organized the language: "Long live the report, Song Guogong has pleaded guilty, according to the "Da Yang Law", if you have a wife and marry a wife, you will have a ninety stick, one year in prison, and divorce. Divorce. If you cheat and marry, you will have a ninety-year-old stick and two years of imprisonment; if the woman's family does not sit down, each will separate."

It means that if you stop your wife and remarry, the man will be punished with ninety sticks and one year in prison. If the woman knows about it, she will be punished as well and their marriage will be revoked.

If the man conceals the fact that he has been married, he will be sentenced to ninety sticks and two years in prison. Although the woman will not be punished, the marriage relationship between the two will be revoked.

"Only Song Guogong entered into the Xiao family, and the crime should be added to the crime, so he should be punished severely. As for the matter of changing sons, there is no express provision in the "Da Yang Law"..."

After all, there has never been such a dirty incident in Song Guogong's mansion throughout the ages.

"Considering Song Guogong's actual status, I believe that the crime of abduction (trafficking) is the most appropriate." When he said this, he paused for a while, and seeing that Emperor Ningwu did not refute, he continued: "Should be sentenced to prison by hanging." You may be exiled for three thousand miles."

"According to the law, a son-in-law cannot be an official or take concubines. In addition, Song Guogong once wrote a letter to be Zhao Yijing's request to establish a son. If the deceit is not true, it is indeed deceiving the emperor. Because he committed three consecutive crimes, he was sentenced to ninety sticks and 12 years in prison. "

"That's it, the three crimes are punished together." Wang Jiuzheng swallowed: "Sentenced to divorce, dismissed from office, confiscated title, confiscated house, [-] sticks, hanged prison waiting."

Hearing this, Zhao Lingwu was furious, spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

"Song Guogong?"

Seeing this scene, the Minister of War who was kneeling beside him subconsciously exclaimed.Then, as if remembering something, he closed his mouth in a dazed manner.

The people on the dragon chair didn't speak, and the officials could only watch their noses and noses, pretending they didn't see anything.

Wang Jiuzheng was a little hesitant: "As for Zhao Yijing——"

Meng Ze knew it, and immediately said sharply: "Zhao Yijing, I ask you, do you really know your true identity?"

Zhao Yijing, who was already flustered, was even more frightened when he heard these words.

No, he must not admit this, otherwise what awaits him will be an abyss.

But before he could reply, Meng Zezhi asked himself and answered, "Yes, no wonder you wronged your mother indiscriminately back then... Madam Fengsheng killed the child in Mrs. Xing's belly. I always thought it was Because you have been with the old lady since you were a child, so you are not very close to Mrs. Fengsheng. Now it seems that the nature between mother and child is so easy to kill. You have already known your true identity. Mrs. Fengsheng naturally has no trust at all. Or you deliberately took advantage of it to frame Mrs. Fengsheng..."

"No, long live," Zhao Yijing was terrified, sweating profusely: "Chen, at that time, I only spoke out because I was too sad. I really didn't know, long live."

But Meng Zezhi didn't want to listen to his explanation at all, so he said in a cold voice, "Come here, draw up an order."

"It's a serious crime to get married and get lucky. If you lose your loyalty, you also lose your integrity. You can't help being cheap at home, because you are bold and reckless."

Speaking of this, Meng Zezhi took a sharp breath, and his eyes fell on Zhao Lingwu who had passed out, with a slightly complicated expression.

After a while, he continued, but the tone dropped: "Remembering his past achievements, write, cut off Zhao Lingwu's title as duke of the Song Dynasty, with twenty sticks, make him separate from Fengsheng lady, and return all his family property to Fengsheng lady all."

Hearing this, a group of civil and military officials only thought that Emperor Ning Wu was thinking about the old love in the past, so they chose to deal with it lightly.

But at the next moment, Meng Zezhi suddenly raised his voice again: "Zhao Lingwu's feelings seem to be pitiful, but Zhao Yijing's heart can be punished, and he also said that his father's debts should be paid by his son, how can such people make him have future generations? Zhao Yijing will be punished by castration and handed over to Mrs. Sheng for disposal."

Palace punishment?

Could it be that the lower body of the ministers felt cold, and they were even more in awe of Emperor Ning Wu from the bottom of their hearts.

As if Zhao Yijing was struck by lightning, he panicked and pleaded: "No, long live, ninth brother, you can't do this to me..."

Without his noble status, he is no different from a bedbug that has been crushed into the mud and struggling.

"Drag on—" Meng Zezhi shouted.

After finishing speaking, a team of guards walked in quickly, covered Zhao Yijing's mouth with their hands, and dragged him and Zhao Lingwu down together.

The hall fell silent for an instant.

Only then did Meng Zezhi look at Xiao Shi, he smiled and asked, "Madam, are you satisfied with how I have handled it?"

After being dazed, Mrs. Xiao regained her composure, tears poured down like rain, like she was grateful but more like relieved: "Mr... thank you Lord Long En."

After coming down to court, Meng Zezhi took Mrs. Xiao to the Palace of Compassion and Ning.Since there was no one around, Meng Zezhi had no scruples: "Mother, you stay here first, and my son will accompany you to talk. You can go back after my son cleans up the Duke Song's mansion."

There was no consolation or persuasion. Xiao Shi understood that Meng Zezhi knew everything, but fortunately the other party treated her with the same concern as before, which cannot be acted out. In addition to being relieved, tears filled Xiao Shi's eyes again. Patting Meng Zezhi's hand, he said slowly, "Okay."

That afternoon, the soldiers of Shenji Battalion surrounded Song Guogong's mansion.

All of a sudden, people in the huge mansion turned their backs on their backs, and the sound of scolding, cursing, and crying could be heard endlessly.

According to Emperor Ningwu's will, all the aunts, maids and servants in the backyard of Duke Song's mansion, except those around Xiao Shi, will be sold.As for the young masters and wives, after confiscating their property, each of them was expelled from the capital with a severance pay of 50 taels of silver.

The next afternoon, the plaque on the gate of the Duke's Mansion was replaced with Fengsheng Furen's Mansion.

The once-prominent government of the State of Song fell like this, without warning, with a sense of resoluteness, without giving Zhao Lingwu and his son the slightest chance to resist.

In mid-August, Mrs. Xiao took people to take Zhao Lingwu and Zhao Yijing from the prison of Dali Temple back to the newly released Fengsheng Furen's Mansion.

Two days later, Zhao Lingwu woke up slowly.

He struggled to stand up, but found that he didn't feel any sensation in his lower body.

Just when he was panicking, Xiao's voice came from the air: "Don't worry about it, you are already paralyzed."

Zhao Lingwu followed the voice and looked over, his face turned blue and white, and he didn't know whether he should hate her or be considerate of her.

Xiao put down the teacup in his hand, stood up, walked towards Zhao Lingwu, and finally stood by the bed, condescending: "That's right, the ginseng soup you drank for so many years was not wasted."

Hearing this, Zhao Lingwu's expression froze, and an unbelievable thought came to his mind, he trembled: "You, these are all planned by you a long time ago?"

"What are you talking about?" Xiao said slowly.

"Which one?" Zhao Lingwu's throat was dry.

"Yes, for example, killing Ma Sihai."

Ma Sihai was the housekeeper of the former Duke's mansion. Because he saved Zhao Lingwu's life on the battlefield, he was trusted by Zhao Lingwu. He was also the one who presided over the funeral for Zhou Suniang.Xiao Shi wanted to completely control the Duke's Mansion, so naturally he had to get rid of him first.

Zhao Lingwu's breath became short of breath. He had always thought that Ma Sihai died of a sudden emergency.

"For example, I dug out the bones of your old lady from the ancestral grave of your old Zhao's family and buried them in Aunt Song's grave." Xiao said lightly.

Zhao Lingwu's eyes darkened. When the incest between Zhao Yijing and Xing Xiaoya's brother and sister broke out, he personally ordered Aunt Song to be dissected and killed.

"For another example, I borrowed your hand to give Xing Xiaoya two stable wives to help her stabilize her pregnancy." Xiao Shi paused: "You probably don't know it yet, but in fact Zhao Yijing and Xing Shi are not biological brothers and sisters. "

"what?"

Suddenly, Zhao Lingwu was startled for a moment, let out a short and convulsive breath, his face pale.

The dead are different from the living. The child in Xing's womb was also shot down by him himself. It is his grandson!

"The Xing family was born by Aunt Song's adultery with a sweeper in the backyard, so naturally it has nothing to do with Zhao Yijing."

Xiao would not tell Zhao Lingwu the truth, otherwise it would not be revenge on him.

Before Zhao Lingwu could react, Xiao took a small bamboo tube from the butler Qiao Renyuan and put it in front of his eyes: "Do you know what this is?"

Zhao Lingwu was stunned for a moment.

Mrs. Xiao asked and answered: "This is the root of your precious son's descendants."

Zhao Lingwu reacted, his eyes were about to crack, his body trembling: "You, what did you do to Jing'er?"

"What can I do to him? This is the decree personally issued by Wansui, saying that the father's debt is paid by the son, and he was sentenced to the palace sentence."

Palace punishment?

Zhao Lingwu felt as if he was facing an abyss, his body was on the verge of falling.

"Don't worry, he's at Mrs. Xing's place right now. In view of our past friendship, I will definitely take good care of them and ensure that they have no worries about food and clothing. The house is full of children and grandchildren, and your children will have me one day , there will be a day for them.”

Zhao Lingwu rolled his eyes and was about to faint.

Xiao immediately said: "Don't die, please don't die, if you die, if I am overly sad and do something unreasonable, it will be bad, so you have to live , live well."

Hearing this, Zhao Lingwu abruptly came to his senses, and his voice trembled: "Poisonous woman, poisonous woman... Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go."

Hearing this, Mrs. Xiao nodded solemnly: "It's okay if you don't say it, but what you said reminded me. Don't worry, when you die, I will definitely find a few masters in person and take care of you." You are suppressed in the coffin, so that you will never be reborn."

After finishing speaking, Xiao casually threw the small bamboo tube into the charcoal basin at her feet, then turned around and walked out. She turned a deaf ear to Zhao Lingwu's cursing.

When she reached the door, she ordered, "Watch out, don't let him die."

The tone was exactly the same as when Zhao Lingwu dealt with Xing Xiaoya.

The butler Qiao Renyuan immediately bowed and replied, "Yes."

Xiao Shi nodded, moved the Buddhist beads in his hand, and stepped out of the room.

The sun is shining outside.