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How could the masters of the Imperial College listen to He Zhiyang's sophistry, and they couldn't help but drag him directly to the Shengjian Hall in the backyard.

The Shengjian Hall was eerie and terrifying, Wang Sizheng looked at He Zhiyang coldly: "Before you provoked the teacher, the Imperial College could tolerate you, but now you are using low-level methods to cheat. The son of Ren Anbo's family is really promising!"

When He Zhiyang heard this man's insinuation and insinuation against his family, he immediately became unhappy: "Using low-level means to cheat? If you don't make it clear this time, are you counting as using low-level means to frame innocent students?"

Wang Sizheng didn't argue with him, and said with a cold smile, "Many students cheated by taking miniature documents in the examination room. In the Imperial College, it seems that you are the only one who entrusted your brother to do the miniature documents a few days ago, right?"

He Zhiyang: "...it's cheating if you make a miniature document, don't you think it's far-fetched?"

"How far-fetched? This is a reasonable guess."

He Zhiyang smiled coldly: "Then Wang Sizheng did not hesitate to take advantage of the loopholes to give us extra lessons in order to get Shuxiu from the court. Then can I say that Wang Sizheng has the potential for corruption? According to what you said, I also It's a reasonable guess, right?"

"Okay! Okay..." Wang Sizheng was hit back, and he was already angry: "You once asked your brother for miniature documents, where did those documents go? Show us!"

He Zhiyang raised his eyebrows: "I asked my brother for the shrink-printed documents, but those are my private affairs, so there's no need for you to read them."

Those miniature documents were all related to Qiao Yue, so he naturally refused to take them out right now.

Besides, I didn't cheat in the first place, why should I try to prove my innocence in the face of groundless accusations?

Wang Sizheng saw that He Zhiyang couldn't produce the shrink-printed document for a long time, and he confirmed his crime in his heart, and said with a cold smile: "You disrespect the teacher, you always have your eyes above the top, and a few days ago you colluded with Jin Yiwei to provoke, big Make trouble in the classroom! He Zhiyang, is there anything in this world that you dare not do? Now that the evidence is conclusive, you can't produce the shrink-printed document, could it be that I misunderstood you?"

He Zhiyang was about to speak, when suddenly he saw the door curtain raised, Jijiu and several other masters came in with serious expressions, without waiting for his explanation, he raised his hand and motioned for the attendants to take him to the back hall.

Jijiu originally wanted to hear He Zhiyang's explanation, but he was not very convinced by Wang Sizheng's words, who knew that He Zhiyang really couldn't produce the miniature document.

Secretly, it seems that this matter really has something to do with him!

The masters under the sacrificial wine also had some complaints about He Zhiyang.

After all, He Zhiyang was a student of the Imperial Academy, and he rebelled recklessly before. Considering his young age, many people turned a blind eye.

But now, not only did he come forward to testify for Jin Yiwei, it is said that he also joined hands with Jin Yiwei to provoke the teacher a few days ago.

The officials of the Guozijian didn't say anything, but they drew a line clearly in their hearts. They felt that He Zhiyang was too out of line, so they naturally couldn't tolerate him under guard.

"Sacrificial wine." Wang Sizheng said again: "Since He Zhiyang has already been put in the back hall, when should we report to the Holy One?"

"This..." Jijiu has always regarded He Zhiyang as his nephew, and after pondering for a while, he still said: "This matter has not been thoroughly investigated, and the imperial examination case has been aroused before, should the emperor still know about this cheating scandal?"

"Your Majesty has many eyes and ears, so you can't hide this matter." Wang Sizheng lowered his voice and said, "Besides... as a subject of the He family, they can use abbreviated documents without authorization. This person is in the capital camp, so we have to guard against it!"

"This matter is so important, who knows if he has any wolfish ambitions hidden?" Someone said loudly: "Since we have discovered the clues, if we don't report it to His Majesty, should we still tolerate it?"

On the surface, it seemed that He Zhiyang was cheating, but in fact, he didn't take the court seriously.Unauthorized use of miniatures that are strictly prohibited by the imperial court, and swaggeringly took them to the examination room...

So unscrupulous, who knows who will be involved behind this matter?

Guozijian still wants to throw this hot potato out, so as not to get burned.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally made up his mind and quickly sent someone to report the matter to His Majesty, but the emperor didn't act immediately, instead he let He Zhiji know the matter himself.

On the surface, it seems that this is the emperor's trust, but it is actually a secret temptation.

Test what kind of results he can get out of the trial, and whether he will cover up and deceive.

When He Zhiji first heard this, he looked quite surprised: "Zhiyang is still in the Imperial College?"

The person who came to report the letter immediately said: "Yes, the young master is still in the Guozijian. I heard that he was imprisoned in the Shengjian Hall by those stubborn old people. I don't know what kind of pain he will suffer."

Just as He Zhiji was about to ask for someone, he suddenly remembered the appearance of his younger brother when he borrowed the miniature documents from him. If he hadn't kept something from him in his heart, why did he cover it up and stop him in every possible way?

Maybe He Zhiyang had something on his mind at that time.

He Zhiji's thoughts flashed lightly, and it was inevitable that he felt a little bit of resentment towards his younger brother.

Not to mention cheating, this kid also used reduced documents to drag his family into this muddy water.

The He family is in a difficult situation, and now in the court, they are careful to gain a firm foothold. They are very cautious in their words and deeds on weekdays, but the younger brother is not considerate at all.

Fugui was already running around in a hurry: "How can this be good? You go and help the young master, maybe the young master can be released!"

"Can I still help him for the rest of his life? He is a teenager, and he should learn a lesson!" He Zhiji said coldly, "Let him stay in the Imperial College for a few days, and see if he dares to act recklessly afterward."

The matter has not yet come to light, so there is no harm in letting He Zhiyang suffer a little in the Shengjian Hall of the Imperial College.

The Guozijian is full of his teachers and classmates, even if a little punishment is given, it will not be too much.

The Shengjian Hall has always been the place where the Imperial Superintendent disciplines students who make mistakes. The shadows of the trees hang down, and the gloomy atmosphere surrounds the surroundings. The back hall is even more solemn and desolate.

He Zhiyang lowered his head, leaning against the wall alone, his eyelashes were dyed with a layer of light and shadow, making his handsome face even more sickly.

It has been three days since he was detained here involuntarily.

In the past three days, except for the first two or three meals being delivered, there was no sign of anyone after that.

He Zhiyang clenched his fist with his left hand and pressed it against his stomach, lowering his eyes to hold back, not letting himself utter a cock.

He hadn't had a drop of water for nearly two days, and at first he was yelling out the window, but now he gave up struggling so as not to waste his energy.

Stomach churned and churned, craving food more than ever.

But apart from the physical hunger and discomfort, what chilled him even more was the attitude of the masters of the Imperial College.

Overnight, people you used to know show another fierce face, so cold that you don't know what to do.

He Zhiyang's time in Guozijian is not short, and he secretly regards this place as the most sheltered reliance besides He's mansion.

But now he is being driven away viciously, like a lost wolf cub, lonely and lonely.

And from the sacrificial wine to the masters, no one listened to his explanation at all.

The grievance of being misunderstood, the discomfort on his body, mixed with the fear of the unknown, made He Zhiyang lose his usual toughness, and couldn't help shrinking a little towards the corner of the wall.

The door opened with a creak, and it was Li Xiao who came in. He condescendingly glanced at He Zhiyang nestled in the corner, and knocked on the rice bowl in his hand: "Do you want to eat?"

He Zhiyang was very surprised, he didn't expect why Li Xiao would appear on the site of the Imperial College, but he quickly looked away, his tightly pursed lips looked extremely cold, and he did not forget to cast his eyes fiercely at him.

"Don't stare at me like that." Li Xiao was not afraid at all, squatting down and smiling apologetically, "No one in the Guozijian cares about you, but I haven't forgotten you. Here, brother Yang, try the food I brought you?"

The back hall was dimly lit, He Zhiyang squatted on the ground, pressed his stomach with one hand, looked up at him, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Do you want to eat?" Li Xiao shook the lunch box in his hand, as if teasing a puppy: "Come and try, I just ordered this from the dining hall, it smells very good."

The corners of He Zhiyang's lips moved slightly, and his eyes finally fell on the mahogany lunch box in Li Xiao's hand.

His stomach has always been a picky eater, and he eats meticulously, but now he has not eaten for two or three days, the corners of his lips are pale, and thin sweat oozes from his forehead.

As if tempted by the scent, He Zhiyang moved his fingers slightly, and just as he stretched out his hand, he saw Li Xiao let go of his hand with a sneer, and slammed the rice upside down on the ground: "I'm sorry Brother Yang, my hand slipped, I heard you I haven't eaten for two days, why don't I... have a few bites first?"