Chapter 91 Coveting the Entire Xia Dynasty
Lu Jinqiang looked at the handsome face of the man with cold anger, his heart trembled, and he knelt down with a thud.
"Your Majesty! I was just dazzled for a moment, please forgive me!"
"Okay! Prime Minister Lu said that I was dazzled, I will give you another chance, take a look at this article."
Sikong Yan said, throwing the last article in front of Lu Jinqiang.
Lu Jinqiang picked up the article, read it again and again, but he had no impression of it in his mind.
He suddenly regretted it. Why did he find so many scholars to write articles for him when he had nothing to do?
In recent years, in order to be appreciated in the officialdom and get promoted as soon as possible, he found too many ghostwriters and wrote too many articles. He really couldn't remember whether this article was written by a ghostwriter.
Lu Jinqiang rolled his eyes, looked up at Sikong Yan, and replied with a determined heart, "Your Majesty, this article seems to have been written by me a few years ago."
"Seems?" Sikong Yan repeated the two words in a low voice with a cold tone, "Prime Minister Lu looks old and confused. How can I trust you to handle the affairs of the court when you are so forgetful?"
The hidden meaning of this sentence was clearly to remove him from the position of prime minister.
Lu Jinqiang panicked and said quickly, "Yes! This article was written by me!"
"Oh!"
Sikong Yan sneered and turned to look at Shen Qingyuan, "Minister Shen, you should also take a look at this article."
Shen Qingyuan walked over, took the article from Lu Jinqiang's hand, took a glance, and immediately replied, "Your Majesty, this article was written by me for the palace examination that year." Sikong Yan
lowered his eyes and looked at Lu Jinqiang kneeling in front of the table, "Prime Minister Lu, do you have anything to say?"
The blood on Lu Jinqiang's face faded away on the spot.
He didn't expect Sikong Yan to suddenly use so many articles to test him.
However, his brother died thirty years ago, and Sikong Yan was not born at that time.
Regardless of whether Sikong Yan has doubts about his identity, as long as he denies it, Sikong Yan can't produce evidence, so naturally he can't do anything to him.
Thinking of this, Lu Jinqiang immediately kowtowed and said, "I was just flustered and dazzled, please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
Shen Chaoyan saw this scene and felt uneasy: [Tianshu, what's the situation? Did the tyrant find out that Lu Jinqiang is a fake and inferior product? ]
Tianshu: [Host, this Tianshu doesn't know. But Lu Jinqiang can have what he has today by flattering the late emperor. After the late emperor passed away, he didn't take the tyrant, the little emperor, seriously. He sent his daughter to the palace in the hope that Lu Yingying could give birth to a little prince as soon as possible, and then he could sideline the tyrant and support the little prince to ascend the throne. At that time, the Lu family would have power over the government and the country, and could cover
the sky with one hand! 】Shen Chaoyan was angry: [This old licks the dog's ability to write articles, but he has great ambitions! He is not satisfied with being the prime minister, and he even covets the entire Great Xia Dynasty! 】
Tianshu was also filled with righteous indignation: [For someone who dares to kill even his own brother, what else in the world would he not dare to do? After all these years of struggling in the officialdom, he has long been blinded by power, and the bad things he has done are too numerous to list! 】
Shen Chaoyan turned his head and looked at the man beside him: [The tyrant is now very close to the truth, hurry up and check the whole family with the surname Lu! I just don't know where Lu Jinsong was buried. Thirty years have passed, and his body has long since rotted away. Can it still be proved that Lu Jinqiang is a fake? 】
Heavenly Book: [Don't worry, host. There is a saying that goes, "The net of heaven is vast and wide, and nothing can escape it." Since the tyrant has already suspected him, he can't escape! 】
Sikong Yan listened to Lu Jinqiang's cunning defense and pulled his lips coldly, "Prime Minister Lu, if you just recognized an article wrong, I can understand. But! Not only can you not recognize the articles you wrote, you even mistook articles written by others as your own, which is really incredible! I suddenly doubt whether the article with every word in the palace examination that year was really written by you!"
Lu Jinqiang's pupils shrank fiercely, and the panic in his heart rushed out, and even his voice broke, "It was written by me! Your Majesty, the late emperor was on the scene during the palace examination. How dare I forge it?"
"Really?"
Sikong Yan sneered, "Then explain, why the handwriting of each policy essay you wrote in recent years is different?"
"This is..."
Before, after Lu Jinqiang asked a gunman to write an article for him, he would ask someone to re-copy it.
But since the emperor's health became worse and worse and he had no energy to read the memorials, Lu Jinqiang relaxed his vigilance. After the gunman finished writing the article, he handed it in directly to save trouble.
Anyway, the emperor was in poor spirits at that time and it was impossible for him to read their articles one by one.
But he had calculated everything, but he forgot to expect that Sikong Yan would go through the old accounts.
The young emperor, who was only 21 years old, turned out all the things he had written many years ago and compared the handwriting one by one.
He knew very well in his heart that the more at this time, the more he had to stay calm.
Lu Jinqiang's hands and feet were cold, and he explained through gritted teeth, "I broke my hand some time ago, so I found someone..."
As soon as he started to speak, Sikong Yan threw the paper and brush on the table to the ground.
"In this case, Prime Minister Lu, please write a policy paper on the 'River Defense Strategy' on the spot."
Bang!
The sound of the paper and pen falling to the ground seemed to hit Lu Jinqiang's heart.
His mind was in a mess, and fear swept through his body like a cold current, and he felt like he fell into an ice cave!
Could it be that the emperor found out that he killed Lu Jinsong thirty years ago?
Impossible!
Only his parents knew about this at the time!
And his eldest brother's body had long turned into a pile of bones!
Even if there was no evidence, he couldn't write a single word if Sikong Yan asked him to write a policy paper.
He knew very well that his handwriting was different from the articles on these pieces of paper.
Once he picked up the brush, his secret would be exposed!
Then the whole Lu family would suffer!
For now, he had to find a way to get out of this situation, and then make long-term plans.
Lu Jinqiang pinched his thigh hard, using the pain to calm himself, "I obey your order."
However, as soon as his hand grabbed the brush, his body suddenly twitched.
Then, his eyes rolled back and he fainted on the spot.
"Prime Minister Lu? Prime Minister Lu!"
Shen Qingyuan was closest to Lu Jinqiang. When he saw him lying straight on the ground, he immediately rushed over, grabbed Lu Jinqiang's arm and shook him hard.
Lu Jinqiang's acting skills were superb. No matter how Shen Qingyuan shook him, his eyes remained tightly closed.
Shen Qingyuan couldn't wake him up, so he could only turn his head and look at Sikong Yan, "Your Majesty, Lu Xiang seems to be unconscious, and I can't wake him up."
"It doesn't matter. There are many skilled doctors in the palace."
Sikong Yan glanced at the "unconscious" Lu Jinqiang and shouted to the outside of the palace, "Li Heguang, call the doctor!"
"Yes!"
Not long after, Zhong Shiwen rushed to the Yangxin Palace with his medicine box.
"Doctor Zhong, Prime Minister Lu suddenly fainted. Please give him a few injections and make sure he wakes him up."
Although Zhong Shiwen didn't know what happened here, he saw Sikong Yan's cold face and immediately took out the thinnest and sharpest silver needle from the medicine box.
"Your Majesty, rest assured, I will do my best to save Prime Minister Lu!"