Sui City was the capital, and there were many interesting things happening at the foot of the imperial city, and news about the court affairs spread quickly. By the time Qin Feng came out of Anding Mansion late at night, the news of Tang Xiang's death had spread to the streets, and even people died after hitting the wall. The details are also explained clearly.

When Qin Feng and three of his followers were having midnight snacks at a snack shop, he was surprised when he heard that Dali Temple was not strict about it.

It seems that they can stop Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Taifu, but they cannot stop their own people.

"You don't know something. When Prime Minister Tang was found out about old cases, he knew that the situation was over. He knocked his head against the wall and died soon after. He had been a high official for so many years, but he ended up dying like this."

"Suicide?" A commoner who looked like a scholar whispered: "Is this suicide out of fear of crime?"

"No, no, I heard that Tang Xianglin used his own blood to inscribe an enemy on the ground before he died. This is to prove his will through death."

"You were not at the scene, how did you know about this? Did Tang Xiang hit the wall and write the words in front of you?"

The person being questioned had an unfathomable look on his face and snorted from his nostrils before saying: "I have a cousin who works as a servant in Dali Temple. I heard what the old man who went in to clean the floor said. .”

"The injustice written on the ground was written in blood, but it disappeared as soon as the water washed it away." The man's voice became softer and quieter.

Qin Feng and Long Qi looked at each other. Jing Wuming had long known that they, the descendants of the former dynasty, were being hunted down because of Tang Xiang's handiwork. He snorted coldly and said: "What an injustice, what an injustice. What can I do now?" Go to the Lord of Hell to complain!"

The diners who were discussing at the side looked over. Jing Wuming's expression did not change, but he said with a smile: "What are you looking at?"

Seeing that he was so arrogant, those people didn't dare to provoke him, so they immediately turned away as if nothing happened.

Qin Feng secretly clicked his tongue. It seems to be the same everywhere. Most people bully the weak and fear the strong. If Jing Wuming doesn't show this kind of virtue, he will probably get a lesson. He is tall and savage, but no one dares to offend him. .

If what these people say is true, Prime Minister Tang can be regarded as a ruthless person, and he would sacrifice his life as a last ditch effort. This injustice is not written in vain.

Not to mention the old story of selling his official position, and whether he had any thoughts of rebellion deep in his heart, let's talk about the assassination of the eldest prince. The Tang Prime Minister was indeed unjust. Qin Feng smiled and said, if this man dies, will he be punished? Yes, only one person has the final say.

This matter was considered over. Thinking of Zuo Pingdao's unwilling eyes, Qin Feng secretly thought that there was still something he needed to do, but the time had not yet come. This person would still be of great use by then, and Yi Zifeng still needed to have a good life.

Seeing that Qin Feng's eyes were very lively, Long Qi knew what he was planning. Thinking of the senior brother and sister who had just moved, and the reward order that had been issued, he suddenly felt a little anxious.

Besides, when Prime Minister Tang committed suicide, there was no movement in the palace. Mrs. Tang and Tang Hongying did not wait for anyone to inform them that their crime had not been determined. Many courtiers were also ready to take action. When they went to court for the second time, someone discovered Deputy Prime Minister Bai was actually absent.

Song Luo led all the civil and military officials to worship alone. It was fine that Tang Xiangbian was missing. Even Bai Beitang did not appear. He felt a little uneasy. When he knelt down, he couldn't help but look up at Long Yan and saw Emperor Yuan's face was calm. , it seems like nothing happened.

As the saying goes, a hundred-footed insect can die without becoming stiff. Song Luo thought that Tang Xiang had many disciples after all, so someone must have something to say if he died like this.

Sure enough, about halfway through this morning, someone came forward for the matter of Prime Minister Tang: "Your Majesty, yesterday I learned that Prime Minister Tang committed suicide in Dali Temple. Before his death, he wrote a blood letter to a big enemy. The public opinion is boiling. This matter still needs to be solved.

One understands.”

Song Luo's heart moved slightly. He had never heard of this matter. Why did he complain before his death?

Emperor Yuan's hand paused slightly, as if he had heard this for the first time, and his eyes fell dimly on Zuo Pingdao. Zuo Pingdao stood up without changing his expression and came to the Holy Shang: "Reporting to Your Majesty, Tang Xiang did commit suicide, but

I have never written a single word of injustice."

"The suspect was dead, and his subordinates came to report it immediately. I rushed to the scene as soon as possible. I don't know where Mr. Zeng heard about it. How can such hearsay be taken seriously? Recently, in order to investigate serious cases, Dali Temple is impregnable. Mr. Zeng is convinced of this.

Is it true?"

Mr. Zeng was startled. He did not expect Zuo Ping's words to be serious, and he got a lump in his throat. At this time, the right censor of the Duchayuan also stood up.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Zeng brought this matter up, and I also have a suggestion - Tang Xiang was a high-ranking official before his death, but he passed away without clearing up the three cases. The affairs of the court are also the affairs of the world, and the affairs of the world are also the affairs of the people. This is what the people say.

It’s inevitable.”

"Nowadays, the dispute between East Vietnam and South Korea has not yet been completely resolved. Only when the people's hearts are at peace can they be at peace. Therefore, the three divisions should jointly decide the three cases with the Holy One. Only by finalizing the coffin as soon as possible can the people's discussions be calmed and the ministers feel at ease."

Song Luo's eyebrows jumped again and again. The procuratorate is mainly for making suggestions. Usually, it is more eloquent than other court officials. Today, it is too bold to make suggestions. The coffin is finalized. How to make a decision? How to make a decision?

The Tang family was a thorn in His Majesty's side. Now that it was finally removed, he must be feeling happy. For some reason, Song Luo didn't feel any relaxed in his heart. If he could turn around, he could see the heavy look on his son Song Qingming's face not far behind him.

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"Prime Minister Song, what do you think?"

Song Luo, who was deep in thought, was called upon. He hurriedly walked out of the queue without hesitation: "I agree."

If this is what Your Majesty wishes, then let it be.

Emperor Yuan was indeed satisfied. He stroked his chin and said, "That's it. In addition, there are many rumors among the people. I don't care how these rumors spread, but the matter originated from Dali Temple. Zuo Aiqing should eliminate it."

Zuo Pingdao responded hurriedly, and couldn't help but feel angry. He also guessed who was speaking laxly. The word of injustice made His Majesty very unhappy. Just because Tang Xiang had evil intentions and almost tried to ignore His Majesty, His Majesty could not tolerate him. After his death,

Let alone let him cry out for injustice!

Emperor Yuan agreed so happily, which left a wave of courtiers who wanted to express their grievances for Tang Xiang speechless. It would be fine if they were not guilty, but if they were found guilty, those who spoke out would also be implicated. They had just spoken out.

The adult quickly retreated.

King Rui was happy to watch a show. He was in charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and these court disputes were far away from him. Thinking of meeting four royal merchants today, he became more concerned about this matter. After the morning court was over, he immediately went out.

Run, go straight to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Qin Feng and the three emperor merchants had arrived a long time ago, and it was inevitable that they would discuss the matter of the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty. Meng Jingxuan became very close to Qin Feng after his aunt's incident, and he especially loved talking to him today. If Chen Hai and Xian Weining had repeatedly

Look at him.
Chapter completed!