After My Clan Drove Me Out, They Discovered I Was Unparalleled Under Heaven

Lin Che transmigrated and became the seventh son of the Daqian Zhen Guo Mansion. Because the original owner was not the Duke Zhen Guo’s biological son, he was unloved by his father and mother since...

Chapter 135 Zhang Erhe has a memorial

Duke Qianling shook his head slightly and continued, "If you can't make the decision on this matter, then please ask Lin Pojun to return to Tiandu in person. Before going to court, I received news that the Zhenyuan Army is preparing a major military operation, and the Duke of Zhenguo will lead it personally..."

After hearing this, the civil and military officials finally reacted.

Is it still necessary to investigate this case?

They had seen the conflict between Lin Che and Lin Pojun from beginning to end. Lin Yaoguang had been killed, and revenge for the murder was a must.

Now that Lin Che was no longer in Tiandu City, Lin Pojun was definitely getting impatient. Even if Lin Che had made it all the way to Qingzhou, Lin Pojun still wouldn't let him go and sent a team to intercept him.

But unexpectedly, Lin Che was also tough and started fighting right away.

After realizing this, all the ministers calmed down.

Even Dao Nu, who was in the delegation, couldn't stop it. So can they stop it by making a few impeachments here?

This pair of former father and son will probably not give up until one of them lives or dies.

"His Majesty!!"

"Old minister, I also want to impeach him."

At this time, among the ministers, Zhang Erhe, who had always pretended to be deaf and dumb, actually came out.

Jiang Li was also a little surprised and said:

"Marquis Wu'an, who are you going to impeach next?"

"This old minister wishes to impeach Duke Zhenguo Lin Pojun for his disrespect for His Majesty, knowingly breaking the law, using public office for personal gain, and failing to discipline his subordinates. This Zhenyuan Army contingent was clearly sent by him to ambush and kill the Marquis Guanjun. It's unclear who initiated the attack."

Zhang Erhe flicked his sleeves, pointed at Ma Jin, and cursed loudly:

"You're talking nonsense in the Golden Throne Hall. Do you think we're three-year-old children? Training? Why don't you send a hundred thousand Tiger Guards to charge for days and nights to Tiandu City and storm the Imperial Palace? You call it training?"

"What kind of troops are the Guanjun Marquis? Three thousand palace soldiers. They're all prisoners pulled from the prison, and the old, weak, and sick taken from the tiankeng. I also heard that when they were in the south of the Yangtze River, they had trouble walking. They had to take a boat as a last resort."

"And what about you, the Zhenyuan Army? You always boast that you're invincible, one against a hundred. How could a bunch of old, weak, and sick people take the initiative to attack you? Are you lying about military intelligence, or are you, the Zhenyuan Army, nothing more than a bunch of useless people?"

"How many days has the Marquis of Guanjun been in command? He's already killed hundreds of you? Are they all made of paper? Damn it. As for weapons, horses, food, and armor, you Zhenyuan Army can take whatever you want. We will give you priority in supply."

"I can't believe it. You're just a bunch of good-for-nothings. What good are you? Good-for-nothings. Worse than good-for-nothings. Are we relying on you to guard the borders and protect Dagan?"

"I, I spit, spit... Spit. Hey, you still dare to hide? Cough cough cough - spit!!!"