"Prime Minister, you will know when you go."

Lu Dahai didn't answer directly, and Yan Song was already suspicious. He looked back at the wide open palace door. Even if it was open, he couldn't get out.

Inside the royal study.

Yan Song had just entered the room halfway and saw that there were only Emperor Chengde, Tang Xian and a young man in the room.

"Prime Minister Yan, come in quickly." Emperor Chengde didn't look unhappy at all.

Yan Song has been an official for so many years, so he naturally knows how deep Emperor Chengde's palace is, otherwise he would not be sitting in his current position.

"I am here to see you, Your Majesty."

"Forgive me!" Emperor Chengde said, but Yan Song did not kneel down.

He glanced at the boy kneeling on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

"Yes, look at him, do you think he looks familiar?"

"Qin Chuang, turn around and let Prime Minister Yan take a good look at you." Although Emperor Chengde was smiling, his smile was as cold as ice.

When Qin Chuang saw Yan Song, he clenched his fists. He had been waiting for this day for too long.

Yan Song didn't recognize his face when he saw it, but he knew the name.

He paused and adjusted his breathing, "Your Majesty, I don't recognize this, but this is..."

"You are not me, I am..." Qin Chuang was about to say it impulsively, but Tang Xian shook his head to stop him.

He then realized that this was the palace and he had to control his emotions.

"You may not know Qin Chuang, and I don't think he is familiar with it either. My child, what is your original name?"

"Back to the emperor, the common people's surname is Zhong, Zhong Lingyu!"

"The name is good, but I am still not familiar with it, and I am afraid that Prime Minister Yan is not familiar with it either. Who is your father?"

"Back to the emperor, Cao Min's father was once the prefect of Jiangzhou, named Zhong Bochang!"

Emperor Chengde smiled and said, "Mr. Yan, do you have an impression this time?"

"Back to the emperor, I naturally have an impression. On the way to the capital of Jiangzhou to take office, my family was wiped out. I naturally remember it. I didn't expect that Mr. Zhong still has an orphan still alive in the world. His soul in heaven should be relieved."

Qin Chuang resisted the idea of ​​rushing over and beating someone and told himself to calm down.

"Xiang Yan remembers it correctly, but this child said that his father was not killed by bandits. Look at this!"

At the instruction of Emperor Chengde, Lu Dahai put a piece of cloth embroidered with handwriting in front of Yan Song with both hands.

"Mr. Yan, who do you think he is talking about?" Emperor Chengde asked again.

Yan Song glanced at Emperor Chengde's desk and placed a thick book, which he was flipping through unintentionally.

"Your Majesty, it only mentions the issue of military pay. There is no evidence to indicate who it is. I am too stupid to guess."

"I couldn't have guessed it. I thought it was going to be an unjust case. However, the secret report was intercepted yesterday."

Lu Dahai showed the secret report to Yan Song again, but Yan Song remained unhurried. Even if he took the secret report, it could not be proven that it was written by him.

In order to convey the message, he also practiced calligraphy on his left hand. It was the same as his right hand, but the font was completely different.

"Your Majesty, I can't understand."

"You don't understand, do you?" Emperor Chengde smiled, "I, I didn't understand it at first, but I accidentally read a book and had an epiphany."

Emperor Chengde turned the pages of the book faster and said, "Why don't you take a look at it? Prime Minister Yan is extremely smart and you can figure it out at a glance."

This time, the book was thrown at Yan Song's feet instead of Lu Dahai's hands.

Yan Song's hands and feet felt cold, and he bent down to pick up the book. He was still a bit lucky at first, but after seeing the book, he was completely confused.

This book is the same as his code book. In order to convey the message, he specifically asked He Tianlin to teach him the so-called simplified Chinese characters, but now this book has been translated into Li Chao's script.

Fortunately, he burned the copy he had before coming.

"Your Majesty, I am stupid, what does this book have to do with the secret report? I hope you can tell me."

Emperor Chengde suddenly changed his face and stood up, slapping the table, "Yan Song, you keep claiming to be stupid, but wasn't this written by you?"

"Your Majesty, your Majesty..."

"Shut up, Yan Song. I treat you well and grant you the position of prime minister, inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. I didn't expect that you would collude with Nan Yu. How deep are you hiding it?"

"I don't understand. You are not satisfied with the position of prime minister. Do you want my position?" Emperor Chengde angrily threw the inkstone at his feet.

"Your Majesty, calm down. How can this... how can it be considered that this was written by me?" Yan Song tried to quibble.

Emperor Chengde sneered, "Yan Song, Yan Song, you want to deny it even when you are about to die, come on!"

Soon a guard held a book and presented it to Emperor Chengde.

Emperor Chengde flipped through two pages and gritted his teeth, "I sent people to search this in your study after you entered the palace, and you still want to deny it."

"Impossible!" Yan Song looked at the identical book and suddenly panicked.

Didn't he have a fever?

"Do you need me to read you what is written in this secret report?"

Emperor Chengde said loudly: "Gao led 80,000 elite troops to Mo to kill!"

"Did I read that correctly? Huh?"

Yan Song was panicked. Not only did they get the code book, but they also knew how to translate it. Could it be He Tianlin?

"Your Majesty, I am wronged. How can I have this thing in my study?"

"Is it possible that I framed you?" Emperor Chengde said angrily: "This is what I found from your room."

"In addition, I want to tell you something. It is true that General Gao brought 80,000 elite troops to Mo City, but Fu Sanjin brought another 100,000 elite troops from the north to support. This time I want to regain the lost city.

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"Didn't you send someone to send your daughter away? I didn't stop her. For the sake of our relationship as king and minister, I let her go."

Yan Song kept swallowing his saliva. He wanted to send Yan Yu to Nanyu, but now the information he delivered was inaccurate. If Nanyu suffered heavy losses, Yan Yu's life in Nanyu would definitely be worse than death.

"Your Majesty, I have only one sentence: this book is not from my study."

Emperor Chengde naturally didn't believe it. How could the guards he sent personally tell lies? The guards also insisted that they found it in Yan Song's study.

"Yan Song, the evidence is conclusive, how can I allow you to deny it? I just want to ask you, why did you choose to collaborate with the enemy and betray the country when you are a high-ranking official in my dynasty and have a good salary?"

Yan Song closed his eyes, "Your Majesty, since you have identified me as my minister, I have nothing to say. After hearing this, you are dejected, but..."

He glanced at Tang Xian and said, "There is someone else who really plots against you. Don't be deceived."

Tang Xian curled his lips, he was such an old fox, he didn't forget to bite himself even when he was about to die.

"Come here, pull him down." Emperor Chengde waved his hand.

"Qin Chuang, no, Zhong Lingyu, I kept you brothers and sisters waiting for the sake of the overall situation. Your father was a good official and he died for the people of Li Dynasty. I promised to compensate you brothers and sisters. What are your plans now?

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Third update, see you tomorrow


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