The two of them had just arrived at the door of the imperial study room when they saw the eunuch Defu rubbing his hands and looking anxiously. Seeing the two figures, he immediately ran over as if grasping a life-saving straw, "Your Highness, Mr. Xiao Zhang
, you are finally here, hurry in."
Defu's tone was anxious, sad, and helpless.
The current situation in the imperial study room was such that His Majesty did not allow any of his servants to stay. Only His Highness the Eighth Prince and Mo Dian were inside. Listening to the sounds coming from inside from time to time, he couldn't help but tremble.
Seeing the always calm Defu looking like this, he knew what was going on inside without even thinking about it. Chu Lan narrowed her eyes and was about to tell the people around her when she realized that she had speeded up her steps without knowing it was appropriate. She had already arrived.
At the door, ready to open the door and go in.
Chu Lan sighed secretly, nodded towards Defu, and quickly caught up with Zhang Qingjiu.
When the two of them entered, there was not much movement in the imperial study. Three figures were obvious. Chu Wei was sitting on top of them, with an angry and cold expression. A figure in black clothes was kneeling under the desk. A figure was placed on his left.
Get a chair, don't sit half-leaning and half-sitting, as if you are a little weak.
The sound of the door opening sounded, alarming three people at the same time.
Chu Wei's lowered eyes lifted up, and his eyes softened a bit instantly; Mo Tianxian turned his head slightly and glanced, then quickly moved his eyes away, with a rather calm look, except for the one on the ground.
The figure's originally slightly arched back instantly straightened up a bit, as if with reluctance and provocation.
"I have met my father."
"I have met His Majesty."
Chu Lan didn't look sideways, and Zhang Qingjiu also stepped forward to salute.
This trip to Yongzhou took a full month. This was the first time Zhang Qingjiu entered the palace to meet a saint after returning.
After Chu Wei nodded to the two of them, he turned his attention to Zhang Qingjiu. When he saw that she was still so calm and composed, with her arms and legs intact, and her face rosy, he was completely relieved.
Although Chu Lan had reported yesterday that both of them were fine, Murong Qingwan couldn't help but heard about the thrilling moment on Panshan Mountain. She was worried all the time, so she had to go straight to the Wei Mansion late at night.
At this time, it was not the time to reminisce about the past. Chu Wei waved his hand and said straight to the point: "Today, I called the prince and Mr. Xiao Zhang to come here because of the matter of the eighth prince. The case of Zhen Guogong has been reviewed by Old General Huo and Mr. Ying.
It has been concluded, but I never thought that a veteran of three dynasties and a half-life soldier would do such a thing, which really makes me regretful."
After saying this, Chu Wei sighed softly, his voice a little more sad, and his expression full of regret.
As he spoke, he changed the topic and his tone suddenly became darker, "But I never thought that my biological son would actually do such a thing! Following outsiders to do evil, killing brothers and sisters for power, nothing has happened so far.
He actually tried to assassinate the courtiers out of repentance, which really disappoints me!"
Zhang Qingjiu listened attentively and couldn't help but let out a soft "Eh" in his heart. Hearing the meaning of Chu Wei's words, why did it seem that Chu Kuo had been convicted?
Then this is what brought them here...
Meeting Zhang Qingjiu's gaze, Chu Wei sighed softly, his eyes suddenly becoming sad: "I am here today to announce that Prince Xuan and Lord Xiao Zhang are here for no other reason than to hear about the two of you as the parties involved.
What should happen if a prince of a country commits these things?"
Hearing this, Zhang Qingjiu finally understood what kind of medicine Chu Wei Gourd was selling.
The crime committed by Chu Kuo is nothing more than the dragon chair in front of him, but the dispute in the East Palace has happened throughout the ages, and the final merits and demerits are nothing more than the success of the king and the defeat of the bandit.
History books are always written by the final winner.
If Chu Lan is asked to come together to investigate Chu Kuo's guilt, no matter how conclusive evidence Chu Kuo's guilt is, people with ulterior motives can still make irresponsible remarks.
Maybe Chu Lan wouldn't care, but as a father, he had considered it.
Zhang Qingjiu was very satisfied with this.
but……
Now that the matter has become a conclusion, what else is there to say? Convict him directly, Lingchi should be punished, and his head should be beheaded. What kind of trouble would it be to summon her and Chu Lan to come here at this time?
Could it be to witness how selfless he is?
After glancing at Chu Wei, Zhang Qingjiu was about to reply when a crying voice suddenly came from outside, "Your Majesty! If you really want to execute Kuo'er, Aijia will just hit his head against a pillar and die!"
"The Queen Mother, why are you here again? Don't embarrass me, please go back!"
…
Hearing this angry voice, and then catching a glimpse of the helplessness in Chu Wei's eyes, Zhang Qingjiu instantly understood Chu Wei's thoughts, and his anger suddenly rose. He subconsciously wanted to speak, but was stopped by the people around him.
He grabbed his wrist.
Their eyes met, and Zhang Qingjiu immediately understood Chu Lan's emotions and meaning from his eyes.
What she thought of, Chu Lan also wanted.
Because Queen Mother Xie is here, Chu Wei will definitely not be able to deal with Chu Kuo this time. Calling them here is not to deal with Chu Kuo, but another kind of compensation from Chu Wei——
Since there is no way to deal with it, we simply turn this matter into another kind of benevolence, and this kind of benevolence comes from the forgiveness of Prince Chu Lan.
If you face a brother who has made many mistakes and refuses to change despite repeated admonitions, as a prince you can still be tolerant and give him a chance to change with compassion, and it will definitely become a good story if word spreads.
And Chu Lan will definitely be loved by more courtiers.
But……
Why does her Chu Lan need such a dirty person to show off her merits?
He has endured so many years of suffering and suffered calculations, has he suffered in vain?
The voices outside the house were still wailing, and Defu's persuasive voice also came from time to time, penetrating into the house, mixing with the silence at the moment, making it seem particularly eerie and strange.
Glancing at Chu Kuo, who was kneeling on the ground so that no one could see his emotional expression, Zhang Qingjiu smiled coldly and stood up, "Your Majesty! As the saying goes, the prince who commits crimes is as guilty as the common people. Although the humble minister is not good enough in his homework,
But I also learned this law from Mr. Mo. Whether it is as an emperor's heir killing his siblings, or as a minister forming a clique for personal gain, or as a junior poisoning his relatives and elders, or trying to rebel... Which of these are the same?
When they come out, are they all the ones who deserve to be put to death, quartered on five horses, cut in half and burned with cannons?"
She spoke suddenly and quickly, so fast that Chu Lan had no time to stop her and Chu Wei had no time to interrupt.
When Mo Tongxian on the side heard this, his weak eyes suddenly became a little more interested, and his half-dead posture straightened up a little. He twitched the corner of his mouth and touched his nose, "Sir Xiao Zhang, our Majesty is benevolent, these criminal laws
…”
"Oh, yes." Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows, "Your Majesty is kind and kind, these ten extremely cruel tortures have been abolished long ago, but our great emblem doesn't have the idea of beheading?"