The reincarnation of transmigration is king

Yang Yang Sasa, this essay is worth a thousand words, Qian Huan said that he needed to take a breath for a while, the sweat on his head trickled down, and together with the blood overflowing from his body, formed two patches on the green brick floor. Harsh blots.

At the end, Qian Huan was obviously exhausted, and the more he spoke, the lower his voice. He resisted moving his body, and the steel nail pierced in again. They were all murdered by traitors and died wronged, I beg Long Live for mercy, retry the case, and return the Yunjiabao to be innocent!"

Luo Ping stared coldly, turned around and asked Liu Pei, "What else can you say, Mr. Prime Minister?"

Liu Pei was choked and speechless. He said it himself just now. As long as Qian Huan rolled over the nail board, the case could be sent back to Dali Temple for retrial. Originally, he wanted to play tricks on the nail board and let Qian Huan die in over the pegboard.Without the victim of the case, there is naturally room for turning around. Now he has shot himself in the foot with a stone, and he can't even find a rebuttal.

Luo Ping returned to the throne and announced loudly, "The case of the Yun family will be re-examined by the three divisions. Ding Wenjing from the Ministry of Criminal Affairs and Jin Dayuan from the Ministry of Officials will be taken into custody pending trial. Because officials from the Ministry of Criminal Justice were involved, in order to avoid suspicion, King Jing Luo Ming and Dali Temple and inspector The court will conduct a joint trial, and will also give Prince Jing the sword of Shangfang to monitor the case. If anyone dares to inquire about private fraud, Prince Jing will kill him first and then play the case. Regardless of his rank, he will never tolerate it!"

After listening to Luo Ping's words, Qian Huan was completely relieved.He didn't move any more, lying on the nail board motionless, his jet-black hair fell loose, black and white and blood red became one piece.

Luo Ping was in a hurry, "Help him up quickly! Pass it to the imperial physician!"

Zheng Tingkui hurried forward to help, Qian Huan's body was connected to the nail plate, and when they were separated, the skin and flesh were torn, Qian Huan struggled in pain, Liu Jun came to help, and there were warriors from the Golden Palace beside him, and finally Qian Huan was lifted Help the nail plate down.

The imperial physicians took Qian Huan and helped him down to treat the wound.

The trial of Yunjiabao's case lasted for more than a month, and the trial was finally concluded.

During this period, Prime Minister Liu Pei used a lot of connections, and almost all the officials of the prime minister's party were involved.

At the beginning, many officials went to make trouble outside Dali Temple, saying that Prince Jing ruled out dissidents, and that Jiang Nianbai was bullying his colleagues with sinister intentions.The case was interrupted several times, and the trial suffered a lot of interference.What's more, there was no peace even for Emperor Tianqing. The memorial to impeach Luo Ming and Jiang Nianbai overwhelmed Luo Ping's case. Plead for mercy and excuse.

Luo Ping this time is no different than before, he got the right idea from Luo Ming, and he will never change it.When those relatives and dignitaries came to plead for mercy, he simply hid in the Kangqian Palace to see no one, did not read the memorials, and pushed all the government affairs to Luo Ming, so he was happy to have a leisurely time, listening to little songs in the palace every day, teasing the kitten, Don't mention how comfortable life is.

This is hard for Luo Ming.On the outside, he has to deal with officials who are looking for trouble, and on the inside, he has to pick up political affairs that Luo Ping doesn't care about. Every day, even when he sleeps, he has to worry about messy and complicated affairs.

Jiang Nianbai laughed at him, saying that he was born to suffer, and blamed himself for his hard work.

Luo Ming thought about it, this is the reason.How can there be an emperor who does everything by himself, that is not to exhaust himself to death.This time, more than a dozen officials from the Ministry of Punishment and the Ministry of Officials were dealt with, which was a good time to install their own people.

Luo Ming discussed with Jiang Nianbai, Jiang Nianbai smiled wickedly, and took out a roster from his sleeve. Luo Ming opened it, and there was a detailed list of people's names, whose vacancy was to be filled, and who was filling the vacancy Where is the person's name, what is the biography, written in detail.

He hated Luo Ming, and scolded: "You already have this thing, why don't you see how tired I am every day, and don't speak?"

Jiang Nian put on a blank face, so he replied seriously: "For a king, you must be diligent in government and love the people. You can't bear such a little bit of hardship. How can you stir up thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in Dongli in the future!"

Luo Ming didn't care about arguing with him anymore, so he quickly brought the roster and ordered people to draw up an order to immediately call these people to fill the vacancies and take up the post.He can also concentrate on continuing to deal with the Yun family's case.

In the spring of the 17th year of Tianqing, it was verified by Dali Temple and the Procuratorate: Yun Zhentian was indeed tortured into a trick, and the iron objects and other objects seized in the Yunjiabao were all fabricated from nothing, and Yun Zhentian was stuffed into the Yunjia after he was arrested. Planted in the back garden of the castle.

As soon as this remark came out, there was a sensation in the court.The government and the opposition, the officials and the common people were all shocked by this shocking injustice.

Another month later, Dali Temple issued a notice to the world, and sentenced Minister of the Ministry of Officials Jin Dayuan to beheaded; Ding Wenjing, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, felt ashamed and guilty in prison, and voluntarily confessed that he had accepted bribes from Jin Dayuan and conspired to frame him. , Dali Temple gave him a lighter sentence, sentenced him to behead the prison guard, and executed him after autumn.All the family properties of the two were confiscated and included in the national treasury; the upper and lower members of the family, the eldest son and the legitimate son were exiled, and the rest were sold into slavery by the officials.

Although Jiao Mucheng's father, Jiao Dahai, made a big mistake and was the cause of all the tragedies in the Yun family, but death is the last thing, and the crimes of a dead person cannot be judged by a living person.Jiao Haihai suffered so much before his death, it can be seen that when a person is alive, his conscience must never be ignorant, otherwise people will not be able to punish you, and heaven will not forgive you.

Zheng Tikui's handling was even more complicated. Zheng Tikui was only lured by the temptation to pretend to be deaf and dumb to Yun Zhentian's case. He neither actually framed the Yun family nor tried Yun Zhentian. In the process of doing anything to harm Yun Zhentian, he is not even considered an accomplice.At most, it can be regarded as a fault of investigation and failure to report and expose in time.As for his subsequent transfer to the magistrate, all procedures were formal and reasonable, and if he didn't say anything, no one would suspect him.

According to the meaning of Dali Temple, it is enough to admonish Zheng Tikui and fine him a salary of one year.But Zheng Tingkui insisted on punishing himself severely, so he wrote a letter of gold on his face with a red pen and distributed him to the frontier.

Everyone knew that he had been aggrieved these years, and if he didn't deal with himself severely, he would never be able to live with it for the rest of his life.Therefore, no one stopped him, and he sent himself three thousand miles by himself.

When everything finally settled, the blood on Zhushikou had just dried up, and people's after-dinner conversation lost its original freshness and excitement as time passed.

Time is like water, it flows forward forever, it will not stop for one person's sorrow, nor will it slow down for another person's pleading and fear.

From spring to summer solstice, May of this year is destined to be sad.

Qian Huan's body has just recovered, and she can barely walk without being supported.He still lives in Jiang Nianbai's mansion, and the responsibility of taking care of him on a daily basis naturally falls on Brother Tongqing.

"Brother Qianhuan, my adults said, you can't stand outside for too long, your body is still weak, look at you, your feet are trembling, let's go home quickly." Brother Qing tried his best to move Qianhuan He wanted to divert his attention from the open space in front of Zhushikou.

Qian Huan didn't seem to hear it, Brother Qing's voice was indistinguishable, he stared fixedly not far ahead, there was a large area of ​​dark black and red under the archway yesterday, but today it can no longer be seen.

In a few days, when there is a heavy rain, these colors will really disappear like the Yun family's case, the wind and rain, smoke and dust.

"Brother Qing!"

Qian Huan made a sudden noise, which startled Brother Qing, who quickly agreed, "Oh, I'm here!"

Qian Huan was silent again, with dumbfounded eyes and a pale face, Brother Qing had to hold his hand tightly every time to believe that this person was really alive.

"Brother Qing, do you think there is an afterlife after death?"

Brother Qing tugged at the loose hair on his shoulders. He is 12 years old this year, and he can no longer wear a double-clawed bun, so he changed this hairstyle. He is not used to it yet.

He replied casually: "Yes, my father said that when a person dies, he has to cross the Naihe Bridge. After drinking Mengpo soup, he can be reincarnated."

"Really, I'm going to die, and I don't know if anyone else can remember me. If I drink Mengpo soup, I won't remember this life anymore..."

Since Jin Dayuan was asked to be beheaded, Qian Huan came to Zhushikou where Jin Dayuan was beheaded every day, staring at the bloodstain left on the ground when he was beheaded, standing for several hours.

Brother Qing was afraid, always felt that Qian Huan was crazy, otherwise his family's revenge would be avenged, why would he still look out of his soul, as if the wind would blow away.

Discussed with Jiang Nianbai, Jiang Nianbai just sighed, and sent a few more people to follow Qianhuan every day, and told Brother Qing to let him follow Qianhuan's wishes, let him do whatever he wanted, just don't Just hurt yourself.

Brother Qing seemed to understand, but he also felt Jiang Nianbai's helplessness and sadness when he spoke, which made him feel sore in his heart, but he couldn't tell why.

Another half month passed like this, seeing Qian Huan's body deteriorating, gradually losing her human figure, no matter how everyone tried to comfort her, it was in vain, Qian Huan seemed to have fulfilled her wish, and she had no intention of living anymore, she just wanted to go to reincarnation.

Everyone was in a hurry, but there was nothing they could do.Qian Huan waited peacefully for her own death, neither sad nor negative, even with some joy.

"Yun Qianhuan!"

There was a roar like thunder outside, and Qian Huan just lay quietly, motionless, as if everything outside had nothing to do with her.

The door was pushed open vigorously, Zheng Tikui broke in from the door, strode to Qian Huan's bed, grabbed the clothes on his chest and picked up Qian Huan, "Is this how you comfort your parents in heaven? Desire to die? Will your parents be happy when you die?"

Qian Huan was shaken dizzy, gently opened her eyelids, and smiled weakly, "I miss my mother..."

Zheng Tingkui's heart trembled, his hands couldn't help but lighten a little, and he stretched out his arms to wrap around Qian Huan's body, letting him lean into his arms.

"Bring the soup!"

Brother Qing hurriedly delivered the soup bowl, Zheng Tingkui took it and handed it to Qian Huan's mouth.

Qian Huan shook his head and refused to drink, Zheng Tikui pinched his chin, Qian Huan struggled, Zheng Tikui shouted loudly, "Brother Qing, hold him down!" Hooping Qian Huan's chin, forced a bowl of soup I poured it down.

Qian Huan pressed his tongue against it, spat out most of the soup, and swallowed not even a little bit of the bottom of the bowl into his mouth.

Seeing Zheng Tikui's ruthless and vicious look, Brother Qing shouted anxiously, "Slow down, slow down, don't hurt him!"

Zheng Tikui said cruelly, "Bring more soup! You have to drink it if you don't want to, he wants to die, there's no way! My life hasn't been returned to him yet!"