After entering the book, I emptied the warehouse of my foster mother's house to farm

Ever since the incident with Princess Minhui of the Zhenxi Palace, Pei Jun felt like he was touched by a ghost. He used to have a successful career, but now he has been having all kinds of bad luck recently.

Fortunately, the emperor only scolded him and threw memorials at him, but did not kill him directly.

It's only been half a year, and he can't even remember how many times he's been scolded.

Oh, when people are unlucky, even drinking water will get stuck in their teeth.

But there have been turbulent times in the court recently, and Pei Jun has been keeping a low profile. After all, whether the crown prince falls or the deposed crown prince suffers misfortune, it is a good thing for him.

So, although he was in a bad mood after being scolded, he was very excited about the task that the emperor asked him to do.

All those who participated in the demonstration, no matter which faction they belonged to, were arrested and thrown into the Shuntian Prefecture Prison.

"Ouch!"

Pei Jun's mind was full of thoughts and he hardly looked at the road at all, until he bumped into something and heard the other party calling, which brought him back to his senses.

At this moment, he felt pain on his forehead. He looked up and saw Cao Dongyang rubbing his chest.

"Prince An?"

Cao Dongyang looked at Pei Jun angrily, and said with a dark face: "Master Pei, what are you thinking about so intently? Fortunately, it was this prince who ran into you, if it was any other noble person..."

"Ouch."

Pei Jun hurriedly tried to cover Cao Dongyang's mouth, but due to the height difference of one head, he couldn't stand on tiptoe to cover Cao Dongyang's mouth: "Prince, be careful with your words."

Be careful with your words!

Cao Dongyang rolled his eyes, pried his hands apart, and his face suddenly became darker: "How shameful!"

Pei Jun was about to cry.

Aren't you just making a fuss out of nothing?

However, Pei Jun did not dare to provoke this scoundrel directly, so he smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you are joking. His Majesty has issued an order, and I was in a hurry to go back to do my work, so I didn't pay attention to the road for a while."

Cao Dongyang was immediately interested when he heard this. He had a hunch that Pei Jun's mission was related to his meeting with the emperor in the palace. He quickly asked, "What did the emperor uncle order you to do?"

"This……"

Pei Jun was a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not something that could not be said, and he wanted to get rid of Cao Dongyang quickly, so he said: "Recently, there are people gathering in Jingdu City to affect public security. I am anxious to go back and send people to arrest them."

"Gone?"

Pei Jun hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "No more."

Cao Dongyang looked at him twice and said nothing more. He left Pei Jun and hurried to meet his uncle, the emperor.

Pei Jun was confused, but without Cao Dongyang's entanglement, he immediately ran to the palace gate and went back to do his job as soon as possible.

Fortunately, Jiang Hao gave the order to Zhuifeng in time. Not long after the people from Weiguo Mansion withdrew, Shuntian Prefecture began to arrest people who gathered in the capital city.

In just over an hour, the Shuntian Prefecture prison was overcrowded and the entire Kyoto city was in chaos.

Those who took advantage of the situation were basically arrested.

But there are always one or two who slip through the net, evade pursuit, slip into the back door of a large mansion, and then disappear.

Pei Jun looked at the huge crowd of people imprisoned in the prison and felt overwhelmed. It seemed that things were not going as smoothly as he had imagined.

These people have been arrested, but what should we do next?

Interrogate them one by one?

"Sir, we are wronged..."

Just as Pei Jun was thinking about how to conduct the trial, voices of injustice began to pop up in the prison like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. They were so numerous that it was impossible to tell who was shouting, or who was the first to shout...