klisemfg Chapter 179 Trial by 3 Divisions
Chapter 179 Trial by 3 Divisions
On the left, Kou Boran, the Dali Temple Minister sitting in the middle, quietly raised his eyes to look at Prince Ning, his eyes frantically indicating that these were none of his business, and he didn't know what was going on...
He really has no way to express his pain!
After leaving court yesterday, he was stopped by the Minister of Justice Bai Huiquan and the Doctor of the Censorate Wang Gang. The three of them went to the side hall to discuss how to arrange a joint trial by the three courts.
Before the discussion got to the point, his stomach churned and he had to leave awkwardly to go to the bathroom.
Unexpectedly, I couldn’t stop once I started.
After running around four or five times, he had no choice but to apologize awkwardly and asked the two of them to take care of the arrangements and he agreed to everything.
He looked helplessly at the two people sitting on his left and right.
They were all aloof, with serious faces and straight postures. They had no intention of stepping forward or admitting their mistakes, nor did they seem to be uneasy at all after feeling that something was wrong.
That's it!
Today, he, the chief judge, has to take the blame.
Not only do you have to take the blame, you also have to take the blame.
He has a hard time!
It’s really difficult!
An incense stick of time had passed since the Si hour, and the crowd outside the hall was a little commotion, which made Prince Shen on the high platform very unhappy.
Kou Boran is still trying to rescue Prince Ning?
It has come to this, how dare you do nothing?
Anger was growing in his heart.
With a "bang", people slammed their hands on the table, and most people's hearts trembled.
"Kou Boran, why haven't you started yet? What are you waiting for?"
"Begin! Begin! I will begin now!"
Kou Boran wiped the sweat off his face, picked up the gavel with trembling hands, and put it down tentatively. The sound like a fart made several generals in the hall couldn't help but sneer.
"Bring the Minister of Works Song Liu to the hall."
His breathing was a little disordered, but he finally spoke his first words.
The bailiff in the hall brought up Song Liu who was waiting in the back hall.
Overnight, he looked haggard, as if all his energy had been drained away, and he suddenly looked ten years older.
After the court was dismissed yesterday, he, as the person involved, was taken directly to the Dali Temple by the Imperial Guards and detained.
Although he was not thrown into prison, the small room with gray walls on all four sides and no windows made him panic.
When faced with the food brought to him, he didn't dare to eat it, fearing that he would not see the sun tomorrow.
For a day and a night, he sat on the thin bed, trying hard to recall what his father said before he died, thinking a lot and hesitating.
My father must have anticipated that this situation would occur one day, otherwise why would he leave those things behind?
The letter that saved his life, at this point, can this thing really save his and Man Fu's lives?
He touched his chest hesitantly. The paper he sewed to the inside of his underwear seemed to be hot. He couldn't figure out what to do.
Father!
Your son doesn't have as good a brain as you do. Why do you leave him with such a difficult problem?
My son really doesn’t know how to listen to your advice and what it means to “act according to circumstances”!
He shouted in his heart and bowed to the void again and again, but he still couldn't get any instructions in his mind.
After sitting there all night, he was extremely tired and his mind was in a state of confusion. Until he was carried out, facing the glaring sunlight, he thought it would be best to retreat into the dark hut.
He was half-dragged into the main hall without any ability to resist. People in the hall, some sitting and some standing, were all looking at him. He fell to his knees involuntarily.
Prince Ning held his forehead with his hand in silence and helplessness.
What a useless uncle, he doesn't look like my grandfather at all. I don't know if he is my biological son.
Song Ren'an had a small family, with only one legitimate son, two legitimate daughters, and two illegitimate sons.
The legitimate son is Song Liu, a man who couldn't be more honest. No matter how much effort he puts into raising him, he still looks like a coward and is really useless.
One of the two illegitimate sons was arrogant and licentious, so he was driven out of the mansion early to set up his own family.
One of them was even more cowardly than Song Liu. He didn't even dare to make a sound when he was kicked three times. He also prepared some property early on and sent him away.
The Song family had only two daughters, both of whom were beautiful and intelligent, with fairy-like appearances.
The eldest daughter, Song Wan, is introverted and scheming. She can be said to have inherited the best blood of Prime Minister Song.
He raised her like a treasure and sent her to the harem as expected.
In the early days of the founding of the country, when the three marquisates all sent their legitimate daughters to the palace, she knew how to endure and not fight, and with her delicate heart and endless means, she became the one who laughed last. She was favored for more than ten years and raised a son who was wiser than her.
He had carefully nurtured Cang Min, and it was his greatest pride that Cang Min inherited all of his teachings.
The youngest daughter, Song Qing, was born when an old clam held a pearl in its belly.
After my wife gave birth, her health deteriorated and she passed away soon after.
Therefore, he doted on this daughter especially, and she developed a stubborn personality, yearned for freedom, and admired heroes.
But no one expected that this temper would ruin her daughter.
She fell in love with Baili He at first sight when he came back from the battlefield riding a warhorse to report on his work, and she kept clamoring to marry him.
He had no choice but to sacrifice his reputation and try to get married to Baili Xian, but was rejected.
He didn't expect that his daughter would go to Baili He on her own, confess her love to him in public, and threaten Baili He that she would jump into the lake if he didn't marry her.
Baili He simply refused to leave, and his little daughter actually jumped into the almost frozen lake.
After being rescued, he had a high fever that wouldn't go away and he died a few days later.
He hates it!
I hate Baili He's ruthlessness, and I also hate my daughter's lack of fighting spirit.
In that mood, he easily reached a consensus on cooperation with the spy that Bei Yan had actively found.
He is the prime minister of Dongcang Kingdom, but he is also a father and he wants to avenge his daughter.
These past events were a hot topic at the time and many people knew about them, but no one expected that the prime minister of a country would actually trade with the Beiyan Kingdom for the sake of his daughter, and even framed the Dongbohou Mansion and destroyed their entire mansion.
At that time, something urgent happened in the Dong Bohou Mansion and they were slaughtered inexplicably. Before people could figure out the details and motives, it was covered up by the order of Emperor Dong Cang that no one was allowed to make any irresponsible comments. Some of the voices at that time were silenced as time went by.
Will this hatred and this matter be mentioned again in the future?
Will this destroy the Song Mansion?
Song Ren'an could never let go of his worries.
Before his death, Song Ren'an explained everything to his son in detail.
He left important writings and evidence to his son.
He warned that if the matter was brought up again, the waters should be muddied first, as someone in a higher position would take responsibility.
He knew that the emperor might get angry and harm the Song family and his son, but his precious grandson must not be implicated.
He even expected to take the opportunity to get a boost.
Once his grandson takes the throne, the faults of the Song family will no longer be mentioned, and their glory will continue.
Song Liu was still immersed in his memories.
Knowing the truth of the matter doesn’t mean he can handle it well!
Father!
He really doesn't have the courage, okay!
That's it!
He didn't want to think about it anymore and decided to just follow the arrangements his father had made long ago.