Chapter 93 He must have been a rat in his previous life
When Han Yizhi heard that the emperor was going to dismiss him, he was so scared that he lost his soul and kept begging: "Your Majesty, please forgive me this time. I was just thinking about Tianqi and didn't think so much at the moment. Your Majesty..."
Seeing that the emperor didn't respond, Han Yizhi knelt down next to Jiang Zhiyu again: "Jiang Shishu, I was just bewitched for a moment. Please forgive me this time."
Good guy, the third-rank Minister of War begged a ninth-rank Hanlin Academy Shishu.
Such a strange scene, looking at the history books of Tianqi throughout the ages, it is impossible to appear, and unofficial history dare not compile it!
The ministers were amazed. Jiang Zhiyu looked at their expressions and estimated that if they were given a bag of melon seeds, they would start to crack them on the spot.
Jiang Zhiyu didn't intend to let him off directly. She leaned over to his ear and said, "You've made me sad, how can I let you off easily?"
Han Yizhi was a fool, but the emperor wasn't.
She was confused before and didn't react. Now it seems that the emperor was deliberately trying to provoke a conflict between her and Han Yizhi, letting her confront him, and then using her words to dismiss Han Yizhi from his post.
This is what they call killing someone with a borrowed knife.
Jiang Zhiyu looked at the emperor and narrowed her eyes.
[He really has eight hundred tricks! ]
The emperor: "..."
He actually felt a little guilty under Jiang Zhiyu's scorching gaze.
He lowered his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Just for a moment of grudge, you framed your colleagues, took human lives, murdered wise ministers, and took bribes!" His voice became louder and louder. He took out a memorial from the table and threw it in Han Yizhi's face: "Look! Do you have anything else to explain!"
The emperor was angry, who dared to stand? All the ministers knelt on the ground. Only Jiang Zhiyu and He Yanting were left standing in the room.
Han Yizhi stretched out his trembling hands and opened the memorial. The more he read, the more frightened he became. His face turned pale and cold sweat dripped from his forehead like light rain.
The muscles on his face kept twitching. He read dozens of lines of words over and over again, as if if he kept reading, he could avoid the upcoming punishment.
But the emperor obviously didn't have that patience.
His cold black eyes looked down at him: "Han Yizhi, do you have anything else to say?"
Han Yizhi opened his mouth, feeling as if his throat was being strangled by something, and could only make a "cluck" sound, unable to utter a word.
The emperor frowned and was about to speak again, but he saw Han Yizhi's eyes rolled back and his body fell forward.
"!!!"
The emperor was startled. Jiang Zhiyu stepped forward and opened Han Yizhi's eyelids: "It's okay, I was just frightened for a moment, and I couldn't bear it, so I fainted."
She rolled up her sleeves, and just when everyone thought she was going to give him an injection to save him, she slapped Han Yizhi several times with lightning speed!
The "slap" sound of the palm touching the cheek was particularly obvious in the silent house, and there seemed to be a faint echo.
Han Yizhi's face was visibly swollen, and he woke up slowly.
[How did you wake up so quickly! ]
Jiang Zhiyu sighed in her heart, and took the opportunity to slap him twice before withdrawing her hand with regret.
She stood up and met He Yanting's gaze. She raised her eyebrows slightly, and a cunning look flashed in her eyes, as if saying: Hurry up?
The emperor: "..."
The ministers: "..."
He Yanting looked away, tilted his head, put his fist to his lips, and chuckled.
Han Yizhi slowly opened his eyes, and he smelled a faint smell of blood in his mouth. His consciousness slowly came back, and he didn't care about it anymore, and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, I... I didn't!"
When he opened his mouth, his cheeks hurt, and he could only whisper: "Someone must have framed me. I definitely didn't do such an inhumane thing as digging the male fetus out of the bride's belly!"
Jiang Zhiyu: "..."
[Good guy, this is what they call when I get ruthless, I will even scold myself.
The emperor's eyes were full of hidden meaning. He did not mention Jiang Zhiyu's action just now, but continued: "Since you said someone framed you, then show the evidence. It is clearly written in black and white on this memorial!" Han
Yizhi kept swallowing his saliva, his brain spinning wildly, and then his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to say: "Your Majesty, it says here that I killed all the people in that family in order to occupy the land, but Your Majesty can send the Jinyiwei to search my house to see if there is this land deed!"
The emperor paused. This is a solution, but since Han Yizhi dared to say it so clearly, it must be determined that the Jinyiwei can't find it.
Then where would he hide?
As soon as the emperor cast his eyes on Jiang Zhiyu, he heard a familiar voice ringing in his ear.
[In the Anle Marquis's Mansion, he gave the deed to the Anle Marquis's wife, and it was on the Anle Marquis's wife's pillow! ]
[Damn it, how can I tell the emperor without leaving any trace? ]
The emperor said with a sullen face: "You are so sure, are you sure that I can't find the deed?"
Han Yizhi raised his head, his face full of astonishment.
Impossible! It's so secretive that no one can find it!
He thought it was impossible in his heart, but his eyes were fixed on the emperor.
The emperor opened his mouth and called the Jinyiwei Qianhu: "Go, bring the Anle Marquis's wife's pillow."
Han Yizhi's ears suddenly rang with a thunder! The breath he raised could no longer support him, and his whole body collapsed.
He actually knew!
Everything today is under his control!
[Wow, the emperor found out, I worried for nothing.]
Emperor: "..."
The emperor's expression eased, and he waved his hand twice, motioning Jiang Zhiyu to come over.
"You have been wronged today, is there anything you want?"
Jiang Zhiyu blinked: "Then save it up."
[Let's talk about it when I need something in the future. I must have been a hoarder in my previous life!]
The emperor did not comment.
The ministers looked at Han Yizhi's actions, his expression, and the emperor's intimacy with Jiang Zhiyu, and there was nothing they didn't understand.
It was obvious that the emperor wanted to take down Han Yizhi, and he was a fool, and he just happened to run into him!
In name, they were confronting Jiang Zhiyu, but in reality, their target had always been Han Yizhi!
They were still in shock, and the emperor seemed to have just come to his senses, saying with a smile, "What are you all kneeling for? Get up."
Everyone thanked him and stood up as he was told.
"Now that we are here, do you have any candidates for the new Minister of War?"
Upon hearing this, Han Yizhi shuddered again.
[The evil capitalists, they don't let us rest for even a moment, they just want us to work! The
emperor turned a deaf ear and called out by name: "Grand Marshal, Minister of the Interior, Minister of Works, do you have any candidates in mind?"
The three looked at each other, and Minister of Works Gou Yuanjing stepped forward: "Your Majesty, I have someone I can recommend."
The emperor raised his eyebrows and became interested: "Who?"
Many figures flashed through his mind, but he didn't expect Gou Yuanjing to say: "This person is far away in the sky, but he is right in front of us. The person I want to recommend is General He, He Yanting!"