Chapter 1841: Innocent, Xinzha Yushi (Thanks to 'Gushang Fancheng' For Becoming the Leader of This Book)

"Did you do it?"

On the way out of the palace, Yu Jia asked quietly.

"Nonsense."

Fang Xing felt that this matter was really annoying, and it disrupted his plan to come back to spend time with his family.

"But you have a record of beating officials, and more than once..."

Yu Jia said sympathetically: "Those people are all good people. Believe it or not, let's build momentum first. Uncle Xinghe, you'd better not travel far, or you won't be calling yourself."

"I just came back from the south, where else can I go?"

Fang Xing said sullenly: "Jin Chun knows my temperament. If I see that framed guy, no matter what the result is, I will disable him first."

The front is outside the imperial city, Yu Jia finally said: "Your Majesty means...don't worry about them, this kind of thing is getting darker and darker."

Fang Xing nodded, and said: "Thank you for your concern, I'm just waiting for the results of the Ministry of Punishment, eh... who is that?"

On the right side outside the imperial city, there are more than ten people kneeling at this time, the leading man is holding a sign.

——Kill for life!

Several women looked up and saw Fang Xing. They got up, held up their skirts, and rushed towards Fang Xing frantically.

"You sycophant! It was you who killed the master..."

Fang Xing stopped, frowning and looking at these women with hideous faces.

A sergeant had already greeted them, blocking the front with a long knife with a scabbard, forming a human wall.

"Xing and Bo, women are entangled, so let's go."

Fang Xing nodded, then got on his horse and left under the guard of Xin Laoqi and Xiaodao.

The human wall blocked the people, but did not block the line of sight. Fang Xing saw those ferocious faces and those eyes that were filled with hatred.

"You have to die..."

 ….

In Lu Mansion, groups of people were sighing and sighing, but the masters all went to the imperial city to petition,

The housekeeper could only respond on the sidelines.

"It's too cruel!"

People from the Ministry of Punishment are doing an autopsy, and people from the Lu family went to petition to avoid this scene.

The deceased was Shangshu, so Jin Chun had no choice but to come to sit in the town himself.

The two foremen were lying on the edge of the coffin, examining it carefully, touching and pinching it with their hands from time to time.

"My lord, turn over."

A scribe turned his head and asked for instructions. Jin Chun looked up at the sky speechlessly, and said, "Then turn over!"

The two assistants tossed Lu Zhen to turn over, and those who came to 'condolence' whispered beside him.

"My lord, after removing the corpse spots, there are no scars!"

Both of them shook their heads, and Jin Chun asked, "Are you careful?"

An old clerk said: "My lord, I have been in this business for many years, but I knew it was not beaten to death at first glance."

"There is no scar on the whole body, and there is no sign of fracture..."

Jin Chun said helplessly: "Then hurry up and restrain yourself."

"No scars?"

"Could it be a sudden death?"

Those who were waiting for the results were a little disappointed. From their point of view, Lu Zhen was still working vigorously yesterday, so why did he go to the west overnight?

An official said in a low voice: "That man has a lot of tricks, who knows what kind of tricks he has."

The others felt that this could not be more correct, so someone asked: "Master Jin, could it be poison?"

Although Jin Chun is a student of Confucianism, in the position of Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, he still knows some common sense of business. Hearing this, he said: "Using poison must leave traces."

"How about using a thin needle? Master Jin, what if you use a thin needle to pierce such a powerful poison?"

Jin Chun didn't want to explain to these poisonous idiots. Seeing that Wu Zuo had already dressed Lu Zhen's corpse, he said, "I'm going back now. If you think of anything at home, you can go straight to the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Also, the one who reported The entourage will be handed over to the officer to take back for questioning."

The housekeeper said with a bitter face that the masters of the family were all complaining outside the imperial city, and if they were taken away, the family would probably have to file a lawsuit.

"Lord Jin, don't worry, when Madam comes back, she will definitely send that man to the Ministry of Punishment."

Lu Zhen has gone, and Jin Chun has been with him for many years, if he is serious and business-like at this time, it would be a little too unnatural.

So he warned the steward to be optimistic about that person, and if something goes wrong, he will be dealt with as accusation. Then he let the two of them stand guard outside Lu Zhen's house, waiting for Lu Zhen's wife and children to come back from the imperial city to demand someone.

...

As a newcomer in the censor, Li Ermao didn't find someone to impeach him as soon as Mao Zhaza came. Instead, he asked the old seniors in the Duchayuan very humbly.

But the censors of the Duchayuan always responded to his smiling face with indifference, or with a superficial smile.

"Master Li, you are too polite. The respected teacher is Xinghe Bo, who is well-known in the imperial court. You only need to ask him. I am too talented and learned, so I dare not give advice."

Li Ermao's smile remained unchanged, and he cupped his hands. The group of censors did not expect that he would not be sarcastic. They were surprised and felt that this man was too dark and the city was too deep.

"The teacher was so domineering that he actually beat Mr. Lu to death. This student is not in trouble, and he runs into walls everywhere..."

These censors went back in twos and threes, when a censor rushed in from outside, he said excitedly: "The Ministry of Punishment just did an autopsy."

The censors under the corridor all turned around one after another, and someone asked, "What's the result? But was he injured internally?"

"Not hurt!"

"oh……"

The disappointed sigh dragged on for a long time, Li Ermao stood on the opposite porch, suddenly put away his smile, and then entered his guard room.

"The official's bullets are all ready, hey!"

"Could it be a black hand?"

"Not sure, but it depends on what the Ministry of Punishment says."

"Master Jin of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs has a normal relationship with that person, so he will certainly not favoritism."

"Yes, everyone, just wait and polish the bullets to make them more imposing, so that people will be filled with righteous indignation and cry."

Li Ermao made himself a cup of tea, then sat at the table and thought slowly.

The duty of the censor is to monitor and correct, so later on he got into the habit of making rumors about things.

Whether you are wrong or not, I will be impeached when I hear it. This is merit and reputation.

Li Ermao pondered quietly, then found a pen and paper and began to write vigorously.

His calligraphy is not very good, that is, he can just read it.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Li Ermao wrote the memorial, then dried it, got up and went to see Wang Zhang, the censor of the right capital.

Wang Zhang has a strict temper, and the general censors are a little afraid of him, but Li Ermao welcomes him frankly.

"My lord, this is the official memorial, please read it over."

According to the rules of the Duchayuan, whoever the censor wants to impeach must go through the review and consent of Wang Zhang and Liu Guan. But there are often some stunned youths who want to become famous in one fell swoop, so they stab the memorials privately.

Wang Zhang took the memorial, first glanced at the calm Li Ermao, and said: "When you come, you will check the court, so you can live in harmony with your colleagues."

"Yes, I understand, my lord, thank you for your guidance."

Li Ermao smiled, and Wang Zhang felt a punch in the cotton, so he continued: "Censor Yushi, then you have to dare to report those ugly things, dereliction of duty and violation of laws, don't just think about it." It is dereliction of duty to be wise and protect yourself, let alone keep your old identity in mind and turn a blind eye.”

Li Ermao cupped his hands and said, "Yes, I will remember it."

This is an old fritters!

Wang Zhang felt that his dismounting was completely useless, so he took a sip of tea and read the memorial.

"puff!"

A sip of tea was sprayed out, Li Ermao did not dodge, and the hem of the official uniform was sprayed wet.

He was still smiling, smiling under Wang Zhang's stunned gaze.

Wang Zhang has the nickname of a disciple of the Legalists in the Metropolitan Inspection Court. Once he finds out that there are problematic officials, he almost never escapes.

Such a strict official was shocked by this memorial, which shows how powerful Li Ermao's memorial is.

Wang Zhang looked at the memorial again, then frowned and said, "You don't regret it?"

Li Ermao smiled and said, "Of course you won't regret it if you eat the king's salary."

Wang Zhang nodded, stroked his beard and said, "This kind of thing has never happened in ancient times, so it is usually the king's own decision, which is regarded as grace. If you pass by, His Majesty will naturally have nothing to say, but those people will hate you. You don't regret it either?"

Li Ermao nodded and said: "This kind of thing is the effect of the upper and lower. If you don't stop it, it will spread in the future. The officials think it's the right time."

Wang Zhang sighed and said, "Your future generations are to be feared, and future generations are to be feared, that's all, I will hand it over to you."

"Thank you, my lord, I will take my leave."

Li Ermao saluted and resigned. When he went out, he saw two colleagues on the opposite side staring at this side, so he smiled slightly, and then cupped his hands over there.

"Ning Chen's disciple is not a good person either. Look, he is here to make friends with Mr. Wang!"

"Master Wang is strict, he must have hit a dust..."

At this time Wang Zhang came out, and he greeted: "Come here, send the memorial."

The two censors on the opposite side rushed over quickly, Wang Zhang frowned and said, "This is not your responsibility. Individuals have their own affairs. Chaos is the beginning of chaos."

One sentence made the faces of the two censors who wanted to flatter them blush, and they pleaded guilty and resigned.