In fact, he did not tell Cheng Yuanfeng all of his plans.
Because he didn't believe that Cheng Yuanfeng's position was the same as his. If he had told him in advance, Cheng Yuanfeng might have ruined the plan from the beginning.
But Li Xia still reminded Cheng Yuanfeng a little before the court meeting, because he believed that Cheng Yuanfeng's position was partly the same as his.
This matter is quite delicate. Li Xia, the Prime Minister of the Manchu Dynasty, and Zhao Kui, who was not in Lin'an but was deeply involved, did not have exactly the same position.
Just look at how to use each other and fight on different things.
Sure enough, Cheng Yuanfeng saw clearly and knew how to take the path that best suited his position at the most appropriate time.
~~
There was another person who was also peeking at Cheng Yuanfeng at this time.
It's Bai Mao.
What he was thinking about was the conversation with Zhang Hongdao.
"You are a filial son. I appreciate this very much and plan to let you go back to Song Dynasty to bring back your mother."
"What should the villain do?"
"You just need to rescue Nie Zhongyu, go back to Song Dynasty with him, and then go to Lin'an Mansion to report him and Li Xia... It's that simple."
"But……"
"Don't worry." Zhang Hongdao patted him on the shoulder and said: "I understand those scholar-bureaucrats in Zhao and Song Dynasties. When you go to Lin'an Mansion to file a complaint, naturally there will be senior officials who have no dealings with Zhao Kui to contact you. All you have to do is propose that after the matter is completed,
Just ask him to let your mother go."
"Are they going to kill the villain?"
"Why did they kill you? I didn't even kill you." Zhang Hongdao shook his head and said: "If you don't go back, you will be of no use to me. I can only kill you, and your mother will die too."
; And you carry a brand on your body, and it will only be worse if you return to Song Dynasty, so you can only do what I say."
"Of course I will listen to Wu Lang."
"It doesn't matter, just take a look and see Nie Zhongyou's fate, and you will know that what I said is right."
At that time, Bai Mao also wondered why Wulang had to put so much effort into doing this. However, when he thought about it carefully, he actually didn't do anything.
Just released two prisoners.
And they are still two prisoners who are no longer of use to Goro.
In this way, Wu Lang could use Zhao and Song Dynasty to kill Li Xia without any effort at all.
Therefore, Bai Mao really admired Zhang Wulang.
But now, Bai Mao discovered that Li Xia actually... actually took advantage of his weakness before seeing him.
Ming Ming has not been seen by Li Xia once since he returned to Lin'an.
And the right minister has already handed over his mother to Li Xia...
Bai Mao thought about this, his eyes moved from Cheng Yuanfeng to Li Xia, and finally made a decision.
He cried and shouted.
"The villain actually doesn't know anything! I just said whatever they asked me to say, and they even lied to me that it was all for the Song Dynasty! In fact... it was actually the villain who rescued Nie Zhongyou... the villain
I have never seen Nie Zhongyu and Li Xia defecting to the enemy..."
Just as Bai Mao changed his story and began to tell a new confession, another guard quickly came back.
"Your Majesty, we found it..."
~~
A soldering iron was placed on a wooden tray and presented to the Xuande Hall.
Wu Yan couldn't help but turn his head to look at Li Xia, and smiled imperceptibly.
He remembered what Li Xia said last night and was still filled with admiration.
"Everything I tell is the truth, and there is no need to work hard to prove it. Everything Uncle Xie Fang tells is a lie. As long as you catch any detail and overturn it, it is enough."
And everything that happened in the palace today confirmed Li Xia's words.
…
"Let me compare," Wu Yan said.
"allow."
Wu Yan straightened his sleeves and picked up the soldering iron from the wooden plate.
He said to himself that Blacksmith Jiang's craftsmanship was really good, and it didn't look like he had made it overnight.
Last night it was Wu Yan who bribed the three yamen, took Li Xia to see Nie Zhongyou, and then made the iron and sent it back to Nie Zhongyou to cover it.
The soldering iron dipped into the red mud and covered it with a piece of white paper.
Wu Yan held the paper and looked at the back of Nie Zhongyou's neck.
"Gentlemen, please take a look, it's absolutely correct!" Wu Yan said, "It's better to take a clear look this time. Don't look at it perfunctorily like Xiao Yushi did."
Of course it's exactly the same.
Wu Yan felt proud, looked at Xiao Tailai, and sneered: "I wonder why the third government gave Nie Zhongyou a mark of the north entrance? Is it to drive the heroes of the Song Dynasty into rebellion?"
"..."
The ministers looked at each other in shock.
"The left prime minister...actually did such a thing?"
"This is framed! This is framed!" Xiao Tailai shouted.
But Uncle Xie Fang had closed his eyes, with a look of dejection on his face...
"We did not collaborate with the enemy and treason! Zuo Xiang harmed us. He finally came back and harmed us!" Liu Jinsuo burst into tears.
Nie Zhongyou didn't say anything, he lay weakly on the ground and knocked his head on the ground stubbornly.
Zhao Yun glanced across the hall, still unable to feel Li Xia's emotional ups and downs, but he could deeply feel Nie Zhongyou's loyalty.
Its population is indescribable, but after going through hardships and dangers, it was necessary to return to the Song Dynasty. It was extremely sad and indignant to be wronged, but it was still loyal... Zhao Yun could feel it.
Zhao Yun stood up, put on his shoes, and walked towards Nie Zhongyou.
"Your Majesty." The ministers quickly stepped forward to protect him.
However, Zhao Yun had already helped Nie Zhongyou up with his own hands.
Nie Zhongyou's face was filled with tears and he opened his mouth.
The voice is hoarse and unclear.
Zhao Yun knew that it was "Your Majesty".
And Nie Zhongyou's "Your Majesty" call was obviously much more sincere than the hypocritical call of the ministers just now...
Zhao Yun looked at Uncle Xie Fang coldly. Xiao Tailai took a look and asked: "What do you mean, Zhong You wants to assassinate me?"
"Your Majesty!" Xiao Tailai hurriedly knelt down, "I am scared, I..."
Uncle Xie Fang was still sitting in danger, but he quickly stood up.
Suddenly I heard the official drink again.
"The strong man has returned! Are you calling him a treasonous traitor?!"
Uncle Xie Fang hurriedly knelt down.
"Chen...chen..."
"I supervise Wu Yan, the imperial censor, and I sincerely request your majesty to severely punish Uncle Fang! Uncle Fang used public weapons for personal use, harmed loyal and good people in private, formed cliques, and ignored state affairs. Your majesty knows what is going on, how can you fall into this kind of deception?
How can we bear to let our ancestors' three-hundred-year-old constitution fall into the hands of this villain?!"
Wu Yan didn't have a memorial in hand, but he actually changed a few sentences in the letter he heard today from the imperial student Liu Fu, and instead impeached Uncle Xie Fang.
"I supervise the imperial censor Zhu Yingyuan, and I beg your majesty to severely punish Uncle Fang! Uncle Fang first dismissed Zhao Kui and Wu Qian, and now instigates Hong Tianxi, Xiao Tailai and others to frame Zhongliang and persecute the inner court. He intends to deprive your majesty of his eyes, ears, hands, and feet, and to evade the emperor and monopolize the court.
Shi Miyuan is the successor of Shi Song, the two most powerful prime ministers..."
Jia Sidao put the cricket cage into his sleeve.
He knew that the officials would not be interested in fighting with him anymore today.
Zhu Yingyuan's impeachment was right after all.
Officials hated the power of Shi Miyuan's uncle and nephew the most in their lives. After this incident today, when the two historians were mentioned again, the anger of the Holy Spirit was overwhelming, and Uncle Xie Fang could no longer defend himself.
Ding Daquan's eyes have fallen on the seat where Uncle Xie Fang was sitting just now...
"Let Li Xia go quickly." Zhao Yun shouted, patted Li Xia on the shoulder and said, "You are good."
This is a sign of trust.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Zhao Yun turned around and walked towards the imperial couch.
After another moment, the guard who was holding Li Xia released his hand.
Li Xia turned around and saw that the two volumes of information were still placed on the desk in the distance, with no one reading them.
Turning his eyes again, he saw Zhang Wenjing's colored paper being held in the hand of an old official.
They were not far apart from each other, and all the officials in the palace were still impassioned.
Li Xia then took a step forward and reached out to take the colored paper.
The old official didn't let go.
"I'm taking the liberty of asking, can you pay me back?"
"I'm Jiang Wanli."
"Yes, I have met Mr. Jiang. Can you return this to me?" Li Xia whispered.
Jiang Wanli smiled and said: "You shouldn't ask me for help at this time, which will affect your future."
Having said that, he finally let go of his hand.
Li Xia took the colored paper and put it away, nodded politely, and whispered: "Thank you very much."
Some people also saw Li Xia and Jiang Wanli's little actions, but they didn't say anything and just remembered it in their hearts.
…
Zhao Yun sat down on the imperial couch again, his expression cold.
Uncle Xie Fang lay on the ground for a long time, and finally waited until the indignant voices of the officials gradually subsided.
He raised his head and looked at Guan Jia, only to see the coldness in Guan Jia's eyes.
The words of defense that reached my lips were no longer able to come out.