Chapter 167 Framing Changsun Wuji

The wind and snow in Chang'an City are getting worse.

The heavy snow was like catkins rising in the sky. This was the snowiest year in the thirty years from Zhenguan to Xianqing.

It has been five days since the officials went to court in the morning, it has been nearly ten days since Wang Xi left Chang'an, and Shangyuan is quietly approaching.

In these days, the minister of Dali Temple and Xu Jingzong were busy creating evidence, and Changsun Wuji was enjoying himself without any panic.

Zhao Wujiang continued to study the art books left by Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang, and gained a deeper understanding of the art. He once went to the Helan Palace, but was blocked by the Korean lady. He also asked Wang Yifang about Xu Jingzong

Wang Yifang didn't know much about the person behind the Helan family, and he was very mysterious.

On this windy and snowy day, during his free time, Zhao Wujiang was worried that Wang Yanning could not bear the cold, so he often warmed her body.

The heavy snow has ushered in a reprieve, tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, and today, the courtiers ushered in the long-awaited morning court.

The Chengtian drum sounds, and in winter, the sound of the drum becomes clearer and crisper.

In front of the Dragon Palace, the court officials greeted each other. They had not seen each other for many days, and even their enemies seemed to be more and more pleasing to their eyes.

At this moment, Xu Jingzong kept talking to Changsun Wuji with a smile. Changsun Wuji kept snorting with a cold face. This morning, regarding the fact that the Eastern Expeditionary Army's food and grass were blocked, the Minister of Dali Temple was going to give everyone a result.

Among the people chatting with each other, Zhao Wujiang noticed two people. These two people were wearing the clothes of the Taiyuan Hospital. They should be from the Taiyuan Hospital.

All the ministers entered the Dragon Palace.

Li Zhi was sitting high on the dragon throne. His complexion was getting better and he looked more and more majestic.

Behind the beaded curtain is Wu Meiniang, dressed in fiery red, her graceful appearance reveals the domineering power of the woman.

The courtiers are constantly reporting matters, and there have been too many matters piled up recently.

Li Zhi sometimes nodded, sometimes denied with angry eyes, and sometimes asked Wu Meiniang's political opinions behind the bead curtain.

The ministers were excited and had a prosperous atmosphere, but a group of prime ministers were absent-minded and did not care about what the other ministers reported. They were focused on the results of the Eastern Expedition Army's food and fodder.

It took a long time before Dali Temple's Minister of Justice, Minister of Punishment, and Minister of War were able to stand out of the queue.

Hou Shanye held the court card, knelt on the ground, and said without being humble or arrogant:

"Your Majesty, I have found out that the Eastern Expeditionary Army led by Mr. Zhao was cut off from food and grass, and it was indeed the fault of Mr. Grandson, the Grand Lieutenant."

As soon as these words came out, the whole court was in an uproar. Is this really what Changsun Wuji did? He is not safe at this late age!

Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly. He could not defeat Changsun Wuji with just one word. Even if there was evidence, he could not prove the authenticity of the evidence.

Dali Temple Minister Hou Shanye handed over the memorial. The eunuch in front of the palace took it and was about to hand it to the emperor.

Changsun Wuji snorted and came out, grabbed the memorial, spread it out and looked at it.

Li Zhi frowned, and the ministers exclaimed, Changsun Wuji was indeed Changsun Wuji, and took the memorial directly, but they did not dare to say anything.

Changsun Wuji read the contents of the memorial and threw it to the eunuch in front of the palace. Then he looked around and saw Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, showing his majesty, and said:

"The memorial says that Changsun Wuji informed the officials of Hedong Road and the southern part of Hebei Road to embezzle war supplies?

Humph, does Sun Wuji, the old man, need to get through their hands if he wants to embezzle food and grass?

The memorial also said that Changsun Wuji wanted to kill Secretary and Supervisor Zhao Wujiang by blocking food and grass?

It's really ridiculous. If I really want to deal with Mr. Zhao, do I still need to cut off the food and grass?

The memorial lists all kinds of evidence, and officials from all walks of life have repeatedly testified. How many of these testimonies are true? Don't you know, Hou Shanye?

He colludes with others and intends to frame the ministers of the DPRK!"

Hou Shanye looked ugly and was filled with anger when Changsun Wuji pointed at his nose and scolded him.

Changsun Wuji glanced at the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel and the Minister of the Ministry of Hubu. The Minister of the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Hubu accepted the idea and stood up in line.

"Your Majesty, I want to sue the minister of Dali Temple, Hou Shanye, for accepting bribes to frame Lord Changsun."

The two of them took out a memorial, which contained a dense list of bribes Hou Shanye had accepted.

Changsun Wuji cast a sidelong glance at Shanye, the minister of Dali Temple, as if to say, see clearly what evidence is.

Hou Shanye's was just a testimony, but his was real evidence. Although the evidence was also false, it seemed particularly true after it came from the hands of the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Officials.

Li Zhi held two memorials in his hands and looked ugly.

Hou Shanye looked to Xu Jingzong for help.

Xu Jingzong smiled and was not panicked. He signaled to Hou Shanye to be at ease.

The ministers debated fiercely, unable to tell the truth from the lie for a while.

Only Zhao Wujiang and a few people knew clearly that whether Changsun Wuji was guilty or not, and whether this testimony was true or not, depended on Li Zhi's willingness to be cruel to his uncle.

Changsun Wuji stroked his beard. He knew his nephew well. As long as he did not covet the throne, Li Zhi would not do anything to him. Even if he took power, Li Zhi would only be angry. He dared to be angry, speak out and dare not move.

After all, he was a veteran of three dynasties, a minister appointed by the late emperor to take care of life, and he was also the emperor's uncle.

Sure enough, Li Zhi did not make a decision, but put down the two memorials and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone has his own story, let's check again!"

The ministers were in an uproar, and if they were to investigate and push back again, the matter would probably be far away and would eventually go unsolved.

Zhao Wujiang glanced at the crowd and saw Xu Jingzong's indifferent expression. He knew that if Xu Jingzong wanted to attack Changsun Wuji, it would not just be these movements, but there must be a back-up plan.

He glanced at the two people from Taiyuan Hospital who were waiting quietly on the side, frowning slightly, and he felt an unknown aura.

The discussions among the ministers became more and more intense, and Changsun Wuji didn't look good. Although the emperor did not believe Hou Shanye's testimony, he also did not directly believe the evidence of the Minister of Hubu and the Minister of Libu.

The eunuchs cleared the hall.

"My dear friends, please continue to report the matter!" Li Zhi said in a deep voice, his eyes passing over everyone.

I saw two imperial doctors from the imperial hospital coming out and kneeling on the ground.

"Your Majesty, I have something important to report to you."

Li Zhi nodded, "Say!"

"Weichen and others have identified the culprit behind the damage to the Emperor's dragon body!" The two imperial doctors buried their heads on the ground.

As soon as these words came out, the court was frightened. What does this mean? Someone is plotting to kill the emperor?

Li Zhi's face darkened.

Changsun Wuji felt a sudden thump in his heart for some unknown reason.

Zhao Wujiang also felt the powerful suffocation of the approaching storm.

"My ministers have inquired about the secret possession of chronic poison in the palace of Empress Helan. When Your Majesty went to the palace of Empress Helan, it was dissolved in tea." The imperial doctor trembled, as if he did not dare to continue.

The whole hall was in an uproar and was frightened. Li Zhi's face was as gloomy as water, "Keep telling me!"

He favored the Helan family, but it was difficult to accept it for a while.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes widened even more, and his premonition became stronger. If what he expected was true, something should have happened to the Helan family.

"Empress Helan confessed that this poison is..." The two imperial doctors trembled.

"What is it? Say it!" Li Zhi roared.

The imperial doctor was shaking like chaff:

"It was the Taiwei who gave it to her and ordered her to poison the emperor!"

Changsun Wuji was horrified and stared at the two imperial doctors.
Chapter completed!