The Zhonglang Jiang of Qianwu Guards found that Shen Zhiyi had misunderstood and hurried to explain.
“Shen Lang, we also have to follow the procedures.”
The emperor's decree was to take away all the officials present. Shen Zhiyi was an official of Daye, so naturally he had to go as well.
More importantly, if you know the intention of the interrogator, the interrogation will be more effective.
Inside Yanying Hall.
The old emperor looked at the people kneeling in a row, and his eyebrows jumped when he looked at the last person.
He pointed at Shen Zhiyi and asked the General of the Qianwu Guards.
"Why is she here too?"
The Lieutenant General of the Qianwu Guards said, "Your Majesty, when I led the Qianwu Guards there, Mr. Shen was having a midnight snack."
The old emperor expressed great incomprehension, his mouth twitched and he looked at Shen Zhiyi.
"You, in the middle of the night, went to a brothel to have a midnight snack?"
Shen Zhiyi smiled awkwardly and whispered, "Actually, it's quite delicious."
"snort."
The old emperor blew his beard, shook his head helplessly, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the officials in front of him.
"Everyone, I'm curious. Isn't Leyoufang a brothel that sells art but not body? So, Dali Temple Secretary, tell me, what is wrong with your dirty disease?"
The Dali Temple Secretary was so sad that he could not even cry and was trembling with fear.
He was wondering why the old emperor moved so quickly. When he lowered his head, he saw the smug smile of He Sicheng, the Dali Temple.
What's not to understand?
[Yes, there is a difference between a brothel and a whorehouse, so why does Leyoufang look like a whorehouse?]
Shen Zhiyi flipped and flipped, and after flipping, she couldn't help but open her mouth in an "O" shape.
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