As soon as the words "assassination of an official" came out, several guards in the palace rushed towards him and restrained Li Xia to death.
Li Xia didn't struggle and let them hold him down.
Ding Daquan was furious and glanced at Ma Tianji.
Ma Tianji immediately slapped the case and shouted angrily, "Assassination of an official? Jian Zhi is nonsense! Is this ridiculous?!"
Bai Mao was horrified, huddled up, and murmured: "I, I...I don't know...but Li Xia is so bold...I, I also think my wife is too...too scary."
"Your Majesty, I think this matter is true." Li Subaru said: "If this thief was allowed to make it up, how could he make up such ridiculous things?"
"Yes, even I couldn't make it up."
"The same goes for me, I would never dare to make up such nonsense..."
Zhao Yun waved his hand nonchalantly, as if he only wanted to listen to stories about drinking.
Compared to sitting still at the great court meeting, he obviously prefers this kind of internal introduction, especially since the incident today is more legendary than boring government affairs.
"go on."
"Yes." Xiao Tailai asked Bai Mao again, "Why did they take you with them?"
Bai Maodao: "The villain... is the reason why Nie Zhongyou escaped from trouble. The story he made up is that he would rather die than surrender after being captured by the Zhang family. It was the villain who escaped from prison and rescued him..."
"Did you save him?"
"Yes, the villain is a thief who is good at climbing over walls and breaking locks to open doors. Nie Zhongyou made up a lie that it was the villain who rescued him. After arriving in Lin'an, he placed the villain outside the city and went to see the right minister himself.
"
"Why?"
"If the right minister doesn't see through his lie, he won't say anything about his arrest. If he does, he will ask the villain to testify for him."
"If that's the case, why did you report him again?"
Bai Mao said: "Now that the villain has returned to the Song Dynasty, how can he continue to help these traitors? Of course he will report them!"
Xiao Tailai asked: "Do they trust you?"
"The villain looks timid when he looks like this. They trust him because of his appearance. But they didn't expect that the villain is actually loyal and courageous."
Xiao Tailai had a straight face and ignored Bai Mao. He turned around and said, "Nie Zhongyou, how did you come back?!"
Nie Zhongyou was hunched over and kneeling on the ground. After hearing the words, he raised his head and spoke with difficulty. His voice was hoarse and weak.
A guard came forward and listened to his mouth for a long time.
"He said that although he was captured by the Zhang family, he never defected. It was Bai Mao who rescued him and then escaped back to the Song Dynasty."
Xiao Tailai saluted Zhao Yun and said seriously: "Your Majesty, I have already reviewed the case. Nie Zhongyu collaborated with the enemy and committed treason. The evidence is conclusive, but there is no strong defense. I think there is no doubt about this matter..."
Ma Tianji lightly "hummed".
Even a treacherous person like him couldn't help but feel a little ridiculed in his heart.
A pawn who has been through life and death and returns is actually turned into a traitor by these loyal and just ministers?
It seems that Uncle Xie Fang cannot be defeated today.
Regardless of whether Li Xia defected or not, Nie Zhongyou's defection is certain. So, it is indeed justified for Uncle Xie Fang to arrest Li Xia.
If something goes wrong next, I'm afraid dirty water will be poured on people like me...
Ma Tianji thought so and glanced at Ding Daquan.
But Ding Daquan's eyes seemed to be looking at Jia Sidao's case.
Come to think of it, Jia Sidao, the libertine born of a maid, was playing with crickets again, so he decided to sit on the wall and watch.
Finally, Ding Daquan turned around.
Ma Tianji quickly indicated with his eyes, asking if he would point the finger at Cheng Yuanfeng?
If you can't bring down the left prime minister, you might as well bring down the right prime minister first.
Ding Daquan shook his head slightly. On the one hand, he was not interested in Cheng Yuanfeng's right-hand position, and on the other hand, he knew that the officials would not believe it.
Ma Tianji was a little disappointed and said: "Your Majesty, what I see in front of me is no conclusive evidence pointing to Li Xia."
Xiao Tailai said: "It seems that Ma Shilang agrees that Nie Zhongyu has betrayed the enemy and the country?"
Ma Tianji didn't respond.
Xiao Tailai said to Zhao Yun again: "Your Majesty, the third government office has obtained evidence of Li Xia's treason."
"Take it out."
Xiao Tailai then picked up a baggage from the plate held by the guard and opened it. There were clay pots, flints and other items inside.
He asked Li Xia: "Is this your thing?"
"yes."
Xiao Tailai asked again: "Do you know where you landed?"
Li Xia said: "After I entered the city, I stayed at the Xizi Inn in the city and left this baggage there."
"Why did you fall?"
Li Xia said: "Because I met Lin Zi and Liu Jinsuo was arrested, I left the Xizi Inn without checking out."
Xiao Tailai nodded and reported to Zhao Yun: "Your Majesty, please let Li Xia write a few words."
"allow."
A servant came forward with pen and ink.
Li Xia also had one of his hands released. He took the brush and asked, "What to write?"
Xiao Tailai seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and said: "I heard that you are good at poetry. How about writing a poem?"
"good."
Li Xia then wrote more than a dozen crooked characters.
Xiao Tai came to see it and saw that the words were written in an ordinary way but the sentences were excellent, so he couldn't help but read it out slowly.
"Don't be afraid of your bones being shattered into pieces, you must leave your innocence in this world."
"What a poetic talent." Xiao Tailai praised him and said, stroking his hands: "You are so hard-hearted, but you are still so calm at this time. No wonder the Northerners want you to return to the Song Dynasty as a spy."
Uncle Xie Fang felt quite emotional after hearing this.
He closed his eyes, and the more he savored it, the more he felt that this poem perfectly suited his state of mind.
Fighting against traitors, knowing that you can't do anything but doing it, isn't it just to "keep your innocence in the world"?
…
"Li Xia, I heard that you composed three poems in the north, and they are all famous works handed down from generation to generation. Is this true?"
"I didn't write it, I read it from the book."
Following these two questions and answers, Xiao Tailai ordered someone to submit a few pieces of poetry to be circulated by officials and princes.
Sounds of emotion could be heard from time to time in the hall.
"What a nice word..."
"This kind of lyrics cannot be written by a young man."
"..."
"Li Xia, which book did you read these lyrics from?"
""Junior High School Chinese""
"What book is that?"
Li Xia responded: "It's a book that teaches poetry, lyrics, and poetry. I also read the sentence "Ode of Lime" just now from it."
"Why have I never read this book in my life?"
"It is the only copy."
"However, the song "Sheep on the Hillside" is a northern tune. How can any book contain both northern and southern tunes?"
Li Xia said: "I don't know that."
"Where are the books?"
"The house is on fire."
"Huh, Shu Zi must be hiding something."
"I don't believe him either..."
"My lords, my lords." Xiao Tailai said: "Today's court hearing in front of the emperor is not to discuss poetry. Please calm down."
After the palace became quiet, he asked Li Xia again: "These poems came into being because of you, right?"
Li Xia did not deny it and responded: "Yes."
Xiao Tailai took out a piece of colored paper from his bag and suddenly said: "The poem "Sheep on the Hillside" on this paper was written by you, right?"
Li Xia looked around, his expression stagnant.
His eyes finally changed. Although he was not panicked, he looked a little confused.
"yes."
Bozhou is the residence of tens of thousands of military and civilian households.
Zhang Wenjing raised her eyebrows, stamped her feet, and said, "Fifth brother, where are my things?"
Zhang Hongdao looked a little helpless and said: "I told you, I just picked it up and looked at it, but I didn't take it away. Just look for it where you dropped it."
Zhang Wenjing said anxiously: "I haven't seen it after looking for it for many days. It must be you, Fifth Brother, who took it."
"That's strange." Zhang Hongdao looked confused, "What should I use your things for?"
Zhang Wenjing's eyes turned red and she was already crying.
"Don't cry." Zhang Hongdao said with a bitter smile: "If you like any object in my courtyard, just take it away. Fifth Brother will never frown."
"I don't want your things, I want mine... that..."
"Okay, okay, it's not like Fifth Brother is taking your things, do you think I'm free?" Zhang Hongdao persuaded softly, "How about this, how about I give you a sword?"
"What's the use of my sword? You give me something back..."
Halfway through Zhang Wenjing's words, she saw Zhang Hongdao take out a long sword from the box and say something slowly.
"My father got it from Weishan. The original owner is... the fifth brother's rare opponent in his life, so he asked my father to give it to me. Even though you are a woman, you just keep it for self-defense."
Zhang Wenjing looked at the long sword, tears rolling down her eyes more and more.
Zhang Hongdao handed over the sword with a very sincere look in his eyes. He sighed and said: "I wanted to keep this thing to urge myself all the time, but I gave it to you because I couldn't see you crying. But that paper of yours is really not for me.
Yes, maybe the maid next to you saw how you behaved every day and put it away for you..."
Lin'an Palace, in the Xuande Hall.
Li Xia looked around and saw that under the song "Tian Jing Sha" he had written, someone had filled in another short poem in Silu Xiu's beautiful handwriting.
"The title contains several lines of lovesickness, and when I rise, the tung leaves cover the screen window. The autumn light is about to rain, and the sound of chess is pouring out. The pink tent cannot tolerate the fragrance of flowers and dew. The new loneliness, the old sparseness, the jade furnace news records the Qiantang. The small corridor is full of red banana trees, and there are lingering clouds.