He stood with his hands tied and glanced at Duanmulang, who had a peaceful expression on the dragon bed and half frowned.
Death is liberation.
Nowadays, everything in Western Chu is in chaos, which can only cause worries to the living.
He looked sideways and saw that the dense guards blocked his sight.
The slender but stubborn body gradually disappeared into the darkness and could not be seen clearly.
Lin Chu walked very fast. Compared with the palace, a luxurious prison that devoured human nature, the real prison was more reassuring.
After escaping from Hanmen Alley, she rushed to the palace in a hurry and had long forgotten about Zhuang Weizhe.
Fortunately, Lin Zhi reminded her that she had just remembered that Zhuang Weizhe's life or death was uncertain after being taken away by Fu Ranjiu.
Under this current situation, nothing can happen to Zhuang Weizhe!
The Zhuang family is Bailiyuan's confidants, and they can control his whole body. As long as he holds Zhuang Weizhe firmly, he may be the key to overthrowing Bailiyuan!
On the fifth day of June in the twenty-seventh year of Zhaoyuan of the Western Chu Dynasty, Emperor Ren of Chu Duanmulang died.
On the sixth day of the sixth lunar month, Grand Sima Bailiyuan followed the late emperor's edict to help the new emperor Duanmu Langkang succeed to the throne. Seeing that the new emperor was young, Empress Dowager Baili Mingshuang listened to the government behind the curtain and named the country Cheng'an.
After that, the world was sealed.
The Grand Sima Bailiyuan and Lin Zhi, the head of the Zongzheng Mansion, were appointed regents of the Jin Dynasty at the same time, and jointly regented and supervised the country.
As for Lin Shoufu, who had always been able to compete with Bailiyuan, he suddenly disappeared as if he had disappeared out of thin air.
It was the eighth day of the sixth lunar month in the first year of Cheng'an.
On the third day after the death of Emperor Ren of Chu, the Dali Temple government opened its doors to openly try Lin Chu, the leader of the national defense army, for killing the emperor and conspiring to rebel.
The Empress Dowager ordered the three guilds to interrogate the case and the people to hear the case. All of a sudden, the streets were deserted and all ten rooms in the capital city were empty.
This day in Beijing was very lively.
During the reign of the late Emperor, the people were prohibited from having any entertainment. They were not allowed to drink and laugh, and they were not allowed to open markets.
Therefore, what was originally a solemn public trial suddenly became an unprecedented grand event in the provincial capital.
Looking at the crowd of heads in the dark hall, Da Sikong Yuzifu's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Such a battle suddenly turned the originally serious and desolate case of rebellion into a joke.
He looked at Bai Liyuan and the sleepy Da Sinong Yuanxiu who were sitting beside him and shook his head secretly.
Those two little brothers, who did not make people worry, put themselves in jail every time.
What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?
By the way... He narrowed his old eyes, why is Zhi Xiaozi... not here yet?
Fu Ranjiu wiped his sweat quietly.
It’s not like there is no one in Dali Temple, so it needs a mere member of the Criminal Department to preside over the case? The person being tried is the son of the chief minister of the dynasty, the brother of Regent Lin, the head of the Zongzheng Mansion, the master of Princess Zhaomin Duan Muyan, and the Protector of the National Army.
Command Lin Chu!
Taking out any one of so many identities can make her breathless. Asking him to preside over the trial, isn't it like putting him on the fire?
It’s been eight lifetimes of bad luck!
Bailiyuan's fingers moved slightly, and he slowly picked up a cup of tea on the table, but his fingers barely brushed against the lid of the teacup before he put the cup down again.
bite!
The sound of the tea cup clinking against the table was not loud, but it was heard by everyone who should hear it.
Fu Ranjiu's body froze, his face grimaced, and he took a heavy photo of the gavel.
"Come and bring someone to commit the crime!"
"Sect Master Lin is here!"
Suddenly, a soft shout came from the hall. This sound didn't sound like it was made with much force, but it was just enough to suppress Fu Ranjiu's voice.
"Ah, Sect Master Lin!"
Fu Ranjiu trembled and subconsciously stood up.
The gavel in his hand suddenly fell down and fell on the table with a crisp sound.