Chapter 67 Are You Jiang Xun?

Duke Chongguo is already in his sixties and has obviously lived a life of luxury, with a round belly supported by the jade belt around his waist.

As he walked quickly on the palace road, his belly swayed slightly and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Today, the Imperial Guards surrounded the Anyang Marquis's Mansion without any warning. He sent many people out to investigate, and after getting the news, they immediately went to the palace to ask to see the emperor.

At his age, he should be enjoying his retirement at home, but he is working so hard all for his beloved grandson.

His grandson simply fell in love with a woman and wanted to take her into his home, and he also gave enough silver and money to the woman's old man.

Unexpectedly, the old man was ungrateful and insisted on making a fuss. His grandson just pushed him lightly, but the old man deserved to die. His head hit a rock and he died.

How small a thing?

Looking around the capital, which young master is not like this?

But Jiang Xun insisted on holding on to him and put his grandson in the imperial prison and sentenced him!

Duke Chongguo has been racking his brains these days, looking for ways to rescue his grandson, but the Dali Temple Minister, who is Jiang Xun's immediate superior, is helpless against Jiang Xun.

He also went to look for Prince Rui, but Prince Rui always stayed inside and refused to see him.

After all this time, his hair was almost turning white, and suddenly an opportunity came from the sky, and Jiang Xun was seeking his own death!

Thinking of this, Duke Chongguo walked faster. When he arrived at the door of the imperial study, he hurriedly wiped his forehead and neck with a brocade handkerchief and tidied his appearance.

"Xuan."

The palace door opened and the voice of Eunuch Fushun was heard.

As soon as Duke Chongguo raised his eyes, he saw Earl Anyang and Jiang Xun, father and son, kneeling in the hall. Earl Anyang looked embarrassed, and his back was soaked with sweat.

Duke Chongguo was overjoyed upon seeing this, as it turned out that the news he had heard was correct, the Anyang Marquis’ Mansion was really going to be finished this time!

He hurried into the hall, knelt down to pay his respects, and then spoke passionately:

"Your Majesty, I am shocked to hear that Jiang Xun, the Junior Minister of the Dali Temple, allowed his mother to practice witchcraft in the palace and cursed the Crown Prince Xianhuai. He is truly devoid of conscience and deserves death!"

"How can such a double-faced person be qualified to be the Junior Official of the Dali Temple? And how can people believe that he is impartial and fair in enforcing the law?"

"Your Majesty, my grandson is still in prison because of Jiang Xun's perversion of justice. I ask Your Majesty to choose someone else to re-examine the case and give justice to my grandson!"

After Duke Chongguo finished speaking, Emperor Sheng kowtowed deeply behind the table.

He originally thought that Jiang Xun had brought about his own destruction, and that what he asked for today was reasonable and a sure thing, but after he finished speaking, there was no sound in the hall for a long time.

Duke Chongguo couldn't help feeling uneasy, so he mustered up the courage to look up, and saw Emperor Sheng with cold eyebrows and eyes, looking down at him.

Duke Chongguo was so frightened that he kowtowed again: "Your Majesty, I wonder where this old minister is——"

"Chongqing, I have already ordered people to block all news in Anyang Marquis's mansion. How did you know about the witchcraft incident?"

"Or is it that Chongqing, you have such great connections that even my Imperial Guards are nothing more than that in your eyes?"

Emperor Sheng spoke slowly as he rubbed the yellow talisman with Prince Xianhuai's birth date into his palm bit by bit.

Upon hearing this, Duke Chongguo suddenly raised his head, and at this moment his pupils trembled violently.

The fact that the Anyang Marquis's Mansion was under siege was known to everyone in the capital, so he sent many people out to gather information.

Before long, everyone brought back similar news, all about witchcraft.

He was eager to save his grandson, and thought that the news of witchcraft had already spread in the capital, so he found out that it was so easy, so he hurried into the palace...

When his thoughts reached this point, Duke Chongguo suddenly felt a chill on his back, his mind was churning, and he immediately turned his head to see the reactions of the people in the hall.

Jiang Xun was still as calm as ever. Earl Anyang was indeed in a state of disarray, but his tears had already stopped at this moment.

The two princes looked at their noses and hearts, and both lowered their heads to look at their feet. Only His Royal Highness the Grandson stared at him.

Duke Chongguo was not stupid after all, and he slowly reacted.

He opened his mouth, his heart sank, cold sweat rolled down his cheeks, accumulated on his jaw, and finally fell to the ground with a plop.

.......

Everything that happened next seemed to be a natural progression.

Emperor Sheng gave an order on the spot and sent Commander Wen to search the Mansion of Duke Chongguo. It went without saying that some "clues" would be found.

Duke Chongguo was clueless and cried, saying every word was injustice.

But now, the finger of blame in this case is pointed at the Chongguo Mansion, and the clues also stop at the Chongguo Mansion.

Duke Chongguo had lived a life of wealth and luxury all his life, and he had never imagined that this day would come. Now he was so frightened that he was shaking all over and couldn't even speak complete sentences.

Emperor Sheng waved his hand, and Eunuch Deshun understood and sent someone to pull Duke Chongguo out.

Duke Chongguo immediately struggled violently, crying out loudly: "Your Majesty, I am innocent!"

"Even if I had a hundred or a thousand courages, I would not dare to offend His Royal Highness the Crown Prince—"

The voice of Duke Chongguo gradually faded away. Looking at the direction, he must have been sent to the imperial prison.

The hall suddenly became quiet.

Emperor Sheng raised his eyes and suddenly looked at his two sons standing beside him.

The emperor's heart is as deep as an abyss. No one can know what the emperor is thinking at this moment.

The silence stretched on, making one uneasy and making the throat tighten.

In this depressing atmosphere that was almost suffocating, Emperor Sheng suddenly threw the puppet in his hand away with great force.

Bang!

He fell in front of Jiang Xun.

"Father, please calm down! Grandfather, please calm down! Your Majesty, please calm down!"

The voices cascaded up, and everyone in the hall knelt down again.

Because of the impact just now, Prince Rui and Prince Xiang were now so exhausted that they dared not even breathe.

Jiang Xun lowered his eyes, and when his gaze touched the puppet's face, a hint of sadness overflowed from his eyes.

At this time, Emperor Sheng finally spoke: "Everyone leave, Jiang Xun stay."

Everyone was as if they had been pardoned, except for Anyang Bo, who, upon hearing this, quickly turned his head to look at Jiang Xun with fear in his eyes.

Jiang Xun turned his head and shook his head gently at Earl Anyang.

Everyone came out one after another, even Eunuch Fushun tiptoed out of the imperial study, closed the palace door, and stood guard outside the palace.

At this time, in the imperial study.

Emperor Sheng slowly stood up, walked to Jiang Xun, and asked calmly, "How is it?"

Jiang Xun still knelt and shook his head gently, "I dare not make a rash judgment."

He reached out, picked up the cracked Paulownia wood doll, and wiped it gently with his sleeve.

Emperor Sheng stared at Jiang Xun's actions and suddenly asked, "Do you doubt me?"

If others heard this, they would be horrified and panicked, but Jiang Xun just shook his head and said:

"I dare not make a rash judgment."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Sheng was stunned at first, and then he chuckled.

After a long while, he said meaningfully: "What the monk said just now is right. It is true that the rich and powerful are fickle, and the flesh and blood are full of suspicion..."

Jiang Xun did not reply, but Emperor Sheng seemed to have been accustomed to it. Not only did he not blame him, but he started talking again.

"Duke Chongguo has failed in his duty. Let him spend some time in the imperial prison until the truth comes out."

Emperor Sheng said this and turned around, waving at Jiang Xun without even looking back.

"Go back, go back and tell your parents to straighten themselves out. They shouldn't be a flaw in you."

Jiang Xun heard this and bowed, "I'll take my leave."

Footsteps sounded behind me, steady as always.

As a result, at this time, Emperor Sheng suddenly asked in an ambiguous tone: "Xiuzhi, are you Jiang Xun?"

Jiang Xun paused when he heard this, turned around and bowed again, saying respectfully: "I am the minister of the emperor."

Emperor Sheng: “…”

"roll--"

Jiang Xun: "Yes."

The palace door opened.

Anyang Bo was standing in the distance with his shoulders hunched and his back bent. When he saw Jiang Xun walking towards him with his back to the light and his beard intact, his eyes instantly turned red.