After the death escape, I became the white moonlight of the crazy tyrant

The next morning.

The carriage set out from Mingzhou and returned to the capital.

The officials stood by trembling with fear to see them off, and only when they saw the young emperor and the imperial teacher's carriage drive away did they finally breathe a sigh of relief.

After this purge, there were not many useful officials left in Mingzhou. Although they had not committed any crime, they felt a chill in their hearts when they saw with their own eyes the young emperor's decisive and ruthless methods.

For a moment, everyone felt lucky that they had never done anything wrong before! Otherwise, they would be the ones who would be in trouble today.

Wen Hemian and Xie Lang had no idea what these officials were thinking. They wanted people to be shocked.

Prisoners don't need too good treatment. Zhou Ting is fast on his feet, so he will escort the prisoners back to Beijing first. While sounding the alarm, he can also see if Ning Hechu's men will make any moves.

"I don't know if he can see that the you in Beijing is a fake."

It would have been fine at night, but during the day, facing the young man who insisted on squeezing into the same carriage with her, Wen Hemian could not think of any more reasons to refuse.

If I say too much and she looks at me with aggrieved eyes, I will have to go and coax her myself in the end.

Xie Lang was certain: "I definitely didn't see it."

Ning Hechu never looked him in the eye before, but now that he has grown up and posed a threat, he starts to take him seriously.

Being in the cabinet, Ning Hechu was so secretive that she didn't even want to have much contact with Wen Hemian, let alone the little emperor whom she had raised?

Obvious.

Wen Hemian curled his lips and revealed an unfathomable smile: "It's best if he doesn't recognize me. Give him a big surprise."

Not only did the person slip away right under his nose, but he also took over Mingzhou, which made him very angry.

Xie Lang liked her the most when she was plotting to trick people without changing her expression, so he smiled when he heard her words: "Master, you are right."

Wen Hemian paused, looked at him, and seemed to be thinking: "I always feel that Your Majesty has agreed with me too many times recently."

If I remember correctly, I was mostly a listener before, right?

Wen Hemian said sternly: "Your Majesty, you should have some opinions of your own. You can't just follow what I say. If it weren't for me today, others might have even gnawed your bones."

The imperial court is truly a cannibalistic place.

Xie Lang didn't care. He raised his eyes slowly and said, "Don't worry about this Master. It won't be someone else. I'm not that stupid to be fooled by others."

The boy rarely acted like a spoiled child. His expression was calm, but his words were forceful. His peaceful smiling eyes made people instinctively sense some danger.

Wen Hemian was certainly not afraid, she just felt that something seemed to have gone wrong.

Is the point whether it is her?

Obviously, this question cannot be asked.

Wen Hemian thought for a moment and could only respond dryly: "Your Majesty is certainly not a stupid person."

Xie Lang smiled instantly, as if spring breeze was blowing on the snow. Everything just now was an illusion. He eagerly took Wen Hemian's hand and said, "I knew that the Master would agree with me."

Wen Hemian was choked with anger.

Is that what she calls approval?

Obviously, no matter whether it is true or not, the stubborn emperor will misinterpret it into what he wants to hear.

"Let go."

Coming back to her senses, Wen Hemian realized that her hand was still being held by Xie Lang. As soon as she spoke, Xie Lang let go.

She glanced over with a bit of confusion.

Is Xie Lang being a little too clingy lately?

-

When the soldiers guarding the city saw Zhou Ting and the ragged, shackled people behind him, they were shocked: "Master Zhou, what's wrong with you? Aren't you responsible for escorting Master Wen?"

Zhou Ting didn't plan to say more. He took out the token and waved it in front of him, saying concisely: "It's an emergency. Your Majesty's intention."

This kind of thing is not something that small people like them can get involved in.

The soldiers guarding the city dared not delay: "Make way, let Lord Zhou pass!"

Zhou Ting thanked him and went to the Dali Temple with his men.

The evidence is conclusive, it's just a matter of going through the process. Zhou Ting just has to make sure the person doesn't run away.

The Chief Justice of the Dali Temple is a neutral person. He did not participate when Ning Hechu was in control of the situation. Although he does not explicitly support Xie Lang now, judging from his past behavior, he is a useful person.

Seeing Zhou Ting and his men coming in a hurry, he was startled at first, then his eyes paused and fell on one of them, and he asked tentatively: "...Zhong Ruliang?"

Zhou Ting was surprised: "Master Chen recognized him?"

The Dali Temple Minister confessed: "I saw him many years ago beside Prime Minister Ning."

Court officials all have their own circles. In order to expand their network of contacts, they have to make friends with each other and they all know each other to some extent.

Zhou Tingsui did not continue to ask, but just said: "The prefect of Mingzhou embezzled public funds and smuggled salt and iron. He and more than 20 officials under him have all been arrested. This is the evidence. I hope that Master Chen will conduct a strict trial and give His Majesty an explanation."

As soon as Zhou Ting opened his mouth, his men presented him a pile of signed evidence, all of which appeared to have been sorted.

The Dali Temple Minister looked at this situation and didn't understand anything. He smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty is going to roast me on the fire..."

The Dali Temple Minister knew how to protect himself. He knew that if he got involved, he would be in conflict with Ning Hechu.

It's not that I'm unwilling, I just find it a little bit exciting.

"Don't say that."

Zhou Ting thought about the time when he met the young emperor. As a colleague, he kindly reminded him, "It's right to follow His Majesty."

Lord Wen is amazing. When combined with His Majesty, they look young but are very cunning. If you dare to underestimate them, you will be killed without knowing it.

The Dali Temple official laughed twice and said, "Don't worry, I know the seriousness of the matter."

"Ah."

Zhou Ting brought the person here and turned and left.

The Chief Justice of the Dali Temple looked at Zhong Ruliang, who had traveled all the way here and looked like a bad guy, and shook his head with emotion.

After all, things change over time.

……

The evidence was complete and the process of conviction by the Dali Temple was quick.

Looking at the above events one after another, he was shocked and could only sigh that Zhong Ruliang and the underground officials deserved it.

Why touch something that is strictly controlled by the court? His intentions are obvious.

It involves something deeper, well, hard to say.

The Chief Justice of the Dali Temple calmly wrote down the charges against these people without any delay. When he went to court the next day, he recounted everything one by one, and then watched the court in an uproar without changing his expression.

Everyone knows a little about Minnesota, but we don't hear much about it on weekdays. It's hard to imagine that such a big incident could happen due to a commotion. Almost all the senior officials were removed from their posts. How terrifying!

"Master Chen, the people came yesterday. You are so eager to convict them. Isn't that a bit hasty?"

Someone muttered.

The Dali Temple Minister smiled mysteriously.

Then suddenly, everyone heard a voice coming from outside the hall: "I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be false?"