Happy Spring Every Year

Anyang Bo followed Commander Wen all the way to the palace gate, where they happened to encounter another group of people galloping from the opposite direction.

The leader was also a member of the Imperial Guard. Seeing Commander Wen from afar, he quickly dismounted and saluted: "Commander, the people are back!"

Anyang Bo stretched his neck and saw a carriage parked not far away. Three monks were being escorted down from the carriage one after another.

Anyang Bo already knew that his wife had been deceived and exploited by the monks of the Jokhang Temple. He was furious and cursed inwardly: "Black-hearted thief bald donkey!"

Led by Wen Chengye, the group hurried to the imperial study.

At this moment, Anyang Bo's mind had no room for other thoughts. He couldn't wait to see Jiang Xun and see that he was safe and sound.

After being an estranged father and son for ten years, he could no longer clearly explain his feelings for Jiang Xun, but at least no matter when, he always hoped that Jiang Xun would be healthy and safe.

A summons came from the imperial study. Earl Anyang hurriedly tidied up his appearance, took a deep breath, and stepped in.

To say I'm not nervous would be a lie.

The Anyang Marquis' Mansion had long been in decline. Although the Marquis' Mansion was eligible to attend the palace banquets in previous years, its seat was not enough for him to see the emperor clearly.

He was also a coward. Whenever His Majesty walked past him, he would almost bury his face in the ground...

Anyang Bo's thoughts were in a mess, but when he saw the person kneeling in the hall, all his wild thoughts came to an abrupt end.

In the huge imperial study, Jiang Xun was the only one kneeling, and no one knew how long he had been kneeling there.

Anyang Bo stepped forward quickly, lifted up his skirt, knelt down beside Jiang Xun and saluted respectfully:

"Your humble servant pays homage to His Majesty!"

Emperor Sheng waved to the side, and a man came forward. It was Zhang Xian, the censor who came to the palace to make a memorial.

He is fifty-six years old this year, with a gaunt face, and always looks serious and stern in front of others.

At this moment, he held a letter in his hand and spoke coldly to Anyang Bo:

"Today, a secret letter was delivered to the Censorate, accusing Jiang Xun, the Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple, of practicing witchcraft in the Anyang Earl's mansion and cursing Prince Xianhuai."

"May I ask Lord Anyang, is this true?"

Although the Earl of Anyang had been mentally prepared, he was still shaking with fear in the solemn atmosphere of the imperial study.

He couldn't imagine that if Jiang Xun hadn't sent Beifeng and Nanfeng to guard the west courtyard early, once the birth date of Prince Xianhuai was pasted on the doll, even if he was framed, his entire clan would be implicated today!

He glanced at Jiang Xun, but Jiang Xun did not look at him. He just knelt straight with a calm expression.

Seeing this, Anyang Bo seemed to have found his backbone, and his heart suddenly calmed down. He took a deep breath and told the whole story of what happened in the mansion that afternoon, and added:

"Your Majesty, my wife has lost her mind and has been acting strangely and absurdly over the years. This is how the thieves took advantage of the situation and used it to frame the Bo family and my son Jiang Xun. Your Majesty, please investigate!"

After Anyang Bo finished speaking, he knelt on the ground for a long time and did not dare to get up.

Jiang Xun kept his eyes lowered, but his gaze was fixed on the feet of the person beside him.

Standing there were Prince Rui Zhao Huailang, Prince Xiang Zhao Huaixiang, and the emperor's grandson Zhao Yuanye.

Just now, Censor Zhang brought a letter to accuse him, and Commander Wen was ordered to rush to the Anyang Earl's Mansion, but the truth was still unclear.

But not only His Royal Highness the Grandson, but even the two princes stood up without hesitation to plead for him.

Prince Rui praised his noble character, Prince Xiang said he was well-known, and His Royal Highness the Emperor's grandson kept calling him "Sir", which made the Emperor look at him meaningfully.

The thief's evil plan did not succeed this time, all thanks to Miss Shen's reminder, otherwise even he would not have been able to react in time and would have been able to remedy the situation.

Therefore...the thief must be very surprised at this moment.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xun became more focused.

He saw His Royal Highness the Grandson take a few steps forward excitedly.

His Highness is still young, and his emotions are clearly visible on his face. "Grandpa Emperor, Ye'er knows that the Master will never hurt Father!"

His Royal Highness Prince Rui took a slight step, while His Royal Highness Prince Xiang remained motionless.

Jiang Xun took in all their reactions and remained silent.

Emperor Sheng was even more unfathomable. He hadn't said a word until now, but now he suddenly looked at Wen Chengye.

Wen Chengye understood what he meant and nodded slightly to Emperor Sheng, confirming that what the Earl of Anyang said was true.

He was then seen handing the paulownia doll and Prince Xianhuai's birth date to Eunuch Fushun.

Eunuch Fushun quickly stepped forward to take it, and his expression changed instantly after just one glance.

He carefully presented the evidence to the case, "Your Majesty."

Emperor Sheng raised his hand to take it. The moment his eyes met the doll, his eyes, which were originally as deep as the abyss, ignited with raging anger.

boom--

He slammed the imperial desk suddenly, and the sudden sound echoed in the imperial study. You could hear a pin drop in the hall.

Emperor Sheng's brows were gloomy. He raised his eyes and slowly scanned the people in the hall. After a long while, he sneered: "Okay..."

He could tell at a glance that the puppet was carved in the image of Ji'er, but what was pasted on it now was Jiang Xun's birth date.

"Jiang Xun, do you admit your guilt?"

Emperor Sheng suddenly shouted in a low voice.

Anyang Bo originally thought that his words were enough to prove that Jiang Xun was framed.

Now seeing that Emperor Sheng was still furious, he was so scared that his face turned pale as paper and his body trembled uncontrollably.

He opened his mouth, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead. He wanted to say something, but in his extreme panic, he could only utter indistinct sobs.

"Wei Chen is guilty."

At this moment, Jiang Xun's calm and clear confession came to his ears. Anyang Bo's heart trembled, and he didn't know where he got the courage from. He suddenly raised his head and cried:

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please investigate. My son is innocent. It was...it was my wife and I who were foolish and incompetent, and easily exploited by others. That's why...yes, yes, yes, yes. The Imperial Guards just brought the bald monk from the Jokhang Temple back to the palace."

"And... there are also the servants around my wife. Your Majesty, they are all witnesses. Please investigate!"

"If...if there is to be a conviction, it is the fault of me and my wife, not my son, Your Majesty!"

At this time, the Earl of Anyang was so frightened that tears were streaming down his face. He kowtowed as he spoke, looking really miserable.

But his protective heart towards his son was clearly seen by everyone in the hall.

Jiang Xun, who had remained calm throughout, finally cast his gaze towards Earl Anyang standing beside him.

He was such a restrained person, but at this moment, there was a look of disbelief on his face.

Because he had never thought, nor had he ever expected, that in this world, besides his teacher, there would be someone else willing to protect him...

After a brief moment of surprise and astonishment, Jiang Xun quickly gathered his thoughts and spoke respectfully:

"Your Majesty, I acknowledge my guilt. My crime was to implicate His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with my humble status, and nearly disturb His Royal Highness's peace after death."

"I, a humble servant, feel deep remorse and do not deserve death, but this thief is ruthless and unforgivable. I beg Your Majesty to summon witnesses, apprehend the thief, and settle today's matter for Your Highness!"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Sheng's eyes moved around Jiang Xun several times, and then he glanced at his two sons who dared not say a word, and then he said in a cold voice:

"pass!"