Father is on top, I was wrong

When Wen Wujue woke up leisurely, he smelled an extremely strong smell of medicine.

My brain short circuited for a while.

Wen Bo's surprised voice sounded next to his ear, "Prime Minister, are you awake?"

But seeing Wen Bo put a bowl of freshly brewed soup on the case, he hurriedly stepped forward to check it.

Everyone gathered around,? Tang Yu wiped the corners of her eyes, afraid that she might be wrong.

"Prime Minister, are you feeling better?"

Wen Wujue seemed completely fine, there was nothing uncomfortable about him, as if everything just now was just a nightmare.

Only then did I remember,? Just now he even explained his last words.

It's... a little embarrassing.

Could it be that Liu Xuan's medicine still works intermittently?

His heart sank a bit, Liu Xuan really took pains to control him.

The imperial physician in the palace came late and repeatedly accused him of crimes.

Wen Bo asked everyone to make way for him, "Don't say it, don't say it,? Let's see how the prime minister is doing."

The imperial physician put down the medicine box, and stretched out his hand to feel Wen Wujue's pulse.

His expression was as usual, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry.

On the contrary, Wen Bo was in a hurry, "Our prime minister almost died just now, panting all the time, unable to breathe, what's going on?"

The imperial physician ignored him and took his own pulse.

After a while,? He withdrew his hand and caught a glimpse of the medicine bowl next to him, so he took it casually and sniffed it carefully.

"This is the old recipe."

Wen Bo hurriedly said, "That's right."

The imperial doctor thought about it, calmly took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the box, and said while writing: "Prime Minister, this is a relapse of the old illness, and it is a bit worse than before. It must be due to overwork. I will open a new one." Fangzi, add two more medicines."

After finishing writing, he handed it to Uncle Wen, then turned to Wen Wujue, cupped his hands and said: "Prime Minister, take care of your health, if you don't take care of yourself, no matter how effective the medicine is, it will be useless."

Wen Wujue sighed leisurely, thinking that you didn't even check for poisoning, so why are you talking about medicines and stones that are not effective?

It seems that Liu Xuan's medicine is really extraordinary, even the imperial physician didn't notice it.

One or two more attacks, and it's time to die.

He suddenly hoped that he could end him cleanly, the feeling of walking on the verge of death just now was even more terrifying.

However, being alive is not without benefits, at least his plan can continue to be arranged.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the imperial physician shook his head helplessly and asked Wen Bo to boil the medicine.

Wen Bo invited everyone out to let the Prime Minister rest well.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the crowd left, a tall figure barged in, and Wen Bo couldn't stop him, "The prime minister is resting!"

"Father!"

Xiao Gui strode to the front of the bed, and suddenly stopped.

But seeing his father's face was as white as snow, without a trace of blood, it was strangely pale.

"What happened to Xiangfu?"

Wen Wujue casually relayed what the imperial physician said to him, "The old illness has reappeared."

Xiao Gui knew that his father's old illness was hard to get rid of. He had always been ill, but he had been taking care of it for so many years. Before that, he didn't have any flare-ups in such a bad situation in the northern border. Why did he suddenly have it now?

"Just an old illness?" He stared suspiciously into Wen Wujue's eyes.

He has a lot of thoughts about his father.

Wen Wujue was stunned for a moment, and found that Xiao Gui was becoming more and more perceptive now.

He remained calm and said calmly: "The emperor can call the imperial physician for detailed questioning."

Xiao Gui thinks about it too, it was the imperial physician who felt his father's pulse just now, so he dare not lie to him.

He suddenly thought of the group of Tai students, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

"I have ordered people to ban Taixue on the spot, waiting for Xi Zhan to interrogate them one by one, and no one involved in this matter will be spared."

Wen Wujue waved his hand, "Interrogation is fine, but punishment is not allowed."

"Why?" Xiao Gui dissatisfied, if things go on like this, does it really look good to hang on the wall?

Wen Wujue disagrees with extorting confessions by torture, "If you are a soft-boned person, there will be an injustice under severe punishment. If you are a hard-boned person, torture will only make them more determined, even at the risk of death."

And this group of Tai students is precisely because of their passion, ignorance and fearlessness.

He pondered for a moment, "I will go with the emperor."

After a while, Wen Bo brought in the re-fried medicine.As soon as Wen Wujue smelled the medicine, he got a headache.

People who are about to die, what kind of medicine do they still drink?Besides, this medicine is not suitable for the symptoms, so what is the use of drinking it?

"Take it away, don't drink it."

Wen Bo lost his temper, "How can this be done?"

However, Xiao Gui took the medicine bowl and waved his hand, "Go down, I will drink while watching Xiangfu."

Wen Bo doubted whether he had the ability, but he gave him a stare, so he had no choice but to go out with his hands behind his back.

Xiao Gui turned around holding the medicine with a smile on his face, "Shall Xiangfu drink it himself, or should I feed you?"

"..."

Wen Wujue deeply felt that raising a tiger was a danger, and he was so regretful that his intestines turned green.

He stood up with a look of hesitation, leaned on the pillow, and reached for the medicine bowl.

"I will hold it for Xiangfu, let's drink."

Wen Wujue closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

A thick black trace of the medicine accidentally dripped down the corner of the mouth, Xiao Gui saw it and wiped it away.

"Father, do you feel better?"

What a ghost.

Wen Wujue didn't speak, and slumped down, a little tired, "If the emperor has nothing to do, go back, the minister is going to rest."

Xiao Gui's hands were still wrapped in gauze, he used two fingers to tentatively touch his forehead, and felt that there was nothing abnormal, so he tucked the quilt for him and stood up.

"Father Xiang has a good rest, I'm going to deal with some things."

Wen Wujue didn't open his eyes, and didn't see the deep hostility on Xiao Gui's face.

"Go."

·

Dali Temple is located on the north side of the Imperial City, seven or eight blocks away from Neijin.

It has been built since the previous dynasties, and has been rebuilt and repaired many times. When the first emperor arrived, a high protective wall was built outside.

From the outside to the inside, to the basement floor, there are a total of three floors with copper walls and iron walls.

Important criminals are usually held here, and if they enter here, it is difficult to fly even with wings.

Xiao Gui came alone on his horse, the officials of Dali Temple didn't expect it, they immediately knelt down to receive him.

He ignored them and went to the dungeon.

"Where's Liu Xuan? Lead the way."

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple hurriedly stepped forward to guide him, and said: "Liu Xuan is now an important criminal, and I will keep an eye on you all the time. Your Majesty can rest assured."

Xiao Gui didn't respond.

The light underneath was extremely dim and lifeless, and the clusters of oil candles would not even move.

Walking to the innermost cell, across the wooden prison door, a man with disheveled hair and filthy body stood in the water, the water passed his waist, his hands were locked by the chains on the left and right sides, and he held them up high.

The head was drooping, as if asleep, but also as if dead.

"Open the door."

Xiao Gui bowed and stepped in, standing on the edge of the pool.

The light was not good, so he squinted his eyes to see clearly that this embarrassed person was indeed Liu Xuan.

He reached under the cloak on his back waist and slowly pulled out his whip.

"Liu Xuan—"

All the affairs of Taixue started because of him, a Taixue who has no real power to offer wine, but it can make chickens and dogs restless!

Xiao Gui made a sudden move, swung the whip, and with a "slap", it slapped Liu Xuan's cheek precisely and ruthlessly.

His whole body was filthy, except for his face which was clean. When the whip was applied, his skin was torn apart and his flesh was swollen high.

The half-dead person was completely awake by the pump, and made a slight sound of inhalation.

Xiao Gui squatted down, and raised his chin contemptuously with the whip.

The voice asked coldly, "Do you want to die or live?"

Liu Xuan was in extreme embarrassment, but he still laughed lightly, pulling the wound, and his laughter was a little weird.

"What about the conditions?"

Xiao Gui couldn't hide the extreme nausea in his eyes.

"Admit your crimes, and make it clear to those Tai students, it is not the prime minister who killed those Tai students!"

Liu Xuan asked innocently: "How can I make it clear? It is true that the prime minister did nothing and refused to investigate Mr. Guo's death, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the Tai students, so the two sides had conflicts, which accidentally led to the deaths of several Tai students. , these are facts."

Xiao Gui almost lost his temper, he waved his horsewhip, and greeted him on the other side of his face.

This time it was fine, both sides were equally swollen, and thick blood snaked down from the cheeks.

"It's not easy to say, is it? I have smoked you so much that there is no good skin on your body!"

He suddenly stood up, flicked his whip, and then swung it out violently.

The violent voice echoed in the deep prison, and the officials outside felt chills down their spines.

In the past, the little emperor was only regarded as a puppet, but now he looked like a tyrant.

Fortunately, the prime minister can handle him, otherwise it will be fine?

Liu Xuan was beaten half to death, and he was so angry that he had already stepped into the coffin.

Xiao Gui was tired from beating, so he stopped to rest.

"Think hard, I'm not in a hurry, I'm here today. See if it's your bones that are hard, or my whip."

Generally, whipping can't kill a person, but it can make him suffer from physical pain, and it can also make Xiao Gui vent his anger.

It's a pity that Liu Xuan had no fear, and it was certain that Wen Wujue would spare his life because of the medicine, so he gritted his teeth and refused to let go.

From broad daylight to late night, Xiao Gui couldn't pry his mouth open.

He was not in a hurry, and slapped his swollen face like a pig's head with a horsewhip, and said with a sneer, "Needle addicts, I guess it won't be as simple as using a whip by then."

After he rode away, the officials of Dali Temple immediately checked Liu Xuan and found that he was still alive, so they were relieved.In case he was beaten to death, how would the prime minister explain?

Xiao Gui used his hands for a whole day. Although he used his right hand, his injured left hand also felt a dull pain, and the gauze was stained with bright red blood.

Moreover, he was tossing in the water prison all day, and his whole body was not clean.

He thought for a while, turned his horse's head, and went straight back to the palace.

·

In the prime minister's mansion in the middle of the night, the lights were on and the gates were guarded by the imperial guards, prohibiting entry and exit.

In the main hall, several imperial students in blue robes were tied up and knelt on the ground.

On one side stood Xu Ding, who was standing still and doing business, and on the other side was Xue Sizhong, whose face was bruised and swollen, and he was in a mess. With trembling fingers, he pointed at a few imperial students on the ground, and almost fainted from anger.

Wen Wujue, who was at the top, was pale and a little tired, but he had to brace himself to deal with it.

These matters were supposed to be handled by Jingzhao Mansion Yin, but because of his special status as an imperial student and Xue Sizhong refused to let it go, Xu Ding was asked to escort him to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"What happened?" Wen Wujue asked.

Xue Sizhong took a step forward, but seeing his agitated expression and slurred speech, Wen Wujue felt a headache when he heard it, so he waved his hand to stop him.

"Master Xu, tell me."

Xu Ding said calmly: "Prime Minister, recently the captain of the Forbidden Military Academy patrolled the city and found these Tai students in an alley, beating Mr. Xue and his servants. The attack was very serious. One of them was killed, and the rest Seriously injured. Although Master Xue was not in danger of life, he was also injured physically. It can be confirmed that these Tai students are causing trouble for no reason and acting perversely."

Wen Wujue raised his eyes to take a closer look, and found that these people were among the group of imperial students who blocked the way in the morning.

Xiao Gui said that Taixue has been banned on the spot, so these few are the fish that slipped through the net?

Before he had time to make a decision, Xue Sizhong was already howling.

"Prime Minister, those people from Taixue hijacked the Prime Minister and the Emperor a few days ago. They were so daring, and now they are attacking the court officials. They really have no law. I implore the Prime Minister to deal with it according to the law. The servant of the lower official can't just die like this!"

I saw those few high school students, still unrepentant, stabbing sharply with sharp teeth: "You deserve it if you were killed, but it's a pity that you were not killed! Otherwise, you can avenge Mr. Guo!"

Xue Sizhong resolutely shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about? The officer has nothing to do with Mr. Guo's death. The matter has been investigated, so why are you still clamoring like this? At the feet of the Son of Heaven, you dare to beat the courtiers justly. This is not for treason Yet?"

"You still have the face to say that it has nothing to do with you, because the prime minister is blind so he can't see it!"

"No, the prime minister is not blind at all, he is helping the evildoers!"

……

Wen Wujue heard his blood rushing up one after another, and his breathing became heavier.

These Tai students have gone completely insane.

Hopeless.

Now that people have been killed, it is impossible not to punish them.

These people, students who are choked with coal rose milk, will be able to enter the court as officials in a few years, but the bright future is so dizzy by Liu Xuan, blindly thinking that they are straight ministers who uphold justice, reckless, right and wrong Regardless.

He sighed silently.

There was still a lot of noise below, but Wen Wujue suddenly shouted: "Enough!"

The hall fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked at him.

He said with a blank expression: "Assaulting others to death, according to the Daliang law, multiple people commit murder together in a planned way, and they are sentenced to hang. The specific confession, arrest and execution will be handled by the Ministry of Punishment."

Hanging means wrapping the prisoner's neck with hemp rope, and the two execution officers hold the two ends of the hemp rope respectively and tighten it until death.

The few imperial students kneeling in the hall seemed to have received a blow to the head, their complexions turned pale.

Obviously, he did not expect to face such a severe punishment.

Wen Wujue's eyes were cold, no one can avoid legal punishment because of ignorance.

Ignorance is never an excuse to do evil.

He stood up with a flick of his sleeves, his head dizzy for a while, and he held on to the desk to stabilize his body.

Xu Ding felt that his body was not normal, stepped forward to give him a hand, and hurriedly said: "The last general takes orders, so I will take them to the Ministry of punishment."

"Go."

Seeing that he had spoken, Xue Sizhong didn't worry that the Ministry of Punishment would dare to give him a light sentence, so he smiled broadly and walked to Wen Wujue's side.

"Thank you, Prime Minister, for your impartial handling."

Although he had old grievances with Wen Wujue, he never liked this prime minister who wanted to suck blood from big families like them every time he fought.

But he also has to admit that this person is still very useful sometimes.

Wen Wujue glanced at him lightly, and said in a distant tone, "It's getting late at night, so it's easy for Master Xue to go."

"Ah." Xue Sizhong resigned obediently.

As soon as the others left, Wen Wujue sat back unbearably, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Bo hurriedly handed over hot tea, "Prime Minister, sugar has been added to the tea, please take it easy."

Wen Wujue took it, but didn't drink, just sat and thought for a while.

There are more than 1000 Taixue students in total. If everyone is like these few today, then Taixue will exist in name only.

It is not easy for the imperial court to cultivate talents. If they are all discarded, not to mention the succession of officials in the next few years, these more than 1000 people are educated and capable.

The trouble should end it.

All of this had to be resolved by Liu Xuan.

He drank the tea in one gulp and stood up.

"Prepare chariots and go to Dali Temple."

·

The officials of Dali Temple didn't know what day it was, but within a day, two big figures came.

No one dared to slack off, even though it was already late at night, they still lit candles in the dungeon, making it as bright as day.

Wen Wujue had seen Liu Xuan covered in scars, and asked with puzzled eyes.

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple hurriedly said: "Prime Minister, the emperor came during the day and forced people to question him for a day."

"What instruments of torture are used? What are you asking?"

"It seems that Liu Xuan is going to explain something clearly, using a horsewhip."

Riding whip?

Wen Wujue smiled lightly.

He bowed and entered the cell, under the burning candle, he saw that the man was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, and his wounds were criss-crossed and hideous. He looked very terrifying.

"Liu Xuan." He said slowly, "I'm different from the emperor, I don't use a horsewhip, and I won't force you."

He hooked the corners of his mouth, and said the cruelest words in the gentlest tone, "If you don't want to explain clearly in front of the students, I will peel off your skin inch by inch."

"The first emperor was kind. Since the founding of the country, no one has enjoyed the punishment of Ling Chi. Do you want to try it?"