Chapter 93 Wang Sheng comes out to accuse Si Yao of causing the deaths of five hundred people.
"Protect the Emperor! Quickly, protect the Emperor!"
As the eunuch shouted, the ministers in the Chaoyang Palace were thrown into chaos.
The abbot of Zhenguo Temple stepped forward with his staff, protecting all the ministers and the emperor behind him.
Only Si Yao knelt on the ground, her face changed drastically, her legs went weak, and she couldn't even stand up.
Su Xiao sensed a familiar yet terrifying aura, which reminded him of his encounter on the day he returned to the capital.
He swallowed hard. "These were the ones who hurt me on my way back to Beijing!"
"Brother Xiao, I'm scared, please help me." Si Yao reached out to Su Xiao for help through the misty black fog.
Su Xiao paused, remembering that it was Si Yao who had saved him that day, and finally reached out to help her up.
"How dare you! This is the imperial palace, the place of the emperor who rules the world. How can you evil spirits run rampant here!"
The abbot of Zhenguo Temple slammed his staff into the ground, intending to use Buddhist power to protect the emperor.
But... it didn't touch the ground.
Looking down, he saw an adorable three-year-old toddler who had reached out and hugged his staff.
She looked up at him with wide, eager eyes.
The abbot stopped, "Amitabha, young benefactor, you may speak."
After all, he was the one who watched Qingbao release the evil spirit.
Qingbao released his staff, put his hands on his stomach, and said, "You guys better behave yourselves. You can't even see properly, what's the point of seeking justice? Who can seek justice for you with their eyes closed?"
These words were spoken.
Countless dense black wisps converged towards the center, transforming into a cloud of thick ink that floated in the air.
Qingbao twirled her pen and said, "Wang Sheng is all that's needed. Everyone else, please step aside!"
The thick ink transformed into a man clad in armor, floating without his feet touching the ground.
Everyone was so shocked that their jaws dropped to the floor.
"Is he Wang Sheng?"
"Wang Sheng's soul has returned?"
"The ghost of Wang Sheng, the battalion commander of the Sixth Battalion who died on the battlefield?"
Wang Qi could no longer hear any of the discussions.
He rushed over, crying, "Father! Father—"
Her body passed right through Wang Sheng's, but she didn't manage to grab anything; she pounced on nothing.
Wang Qi knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, "Father, your son can finally see you again."
His father joined the army a year ago and died without ever seeing his family one last time. He left behind not only no body, but also no ashes or keepsakes.
The last vestige of hope for the Wang family has vanished into nothingness.
Wang Sheng looked down at Wang Qi, his eyes filled with tears, "Qi'er, you've grown up. You've protected the whole family. You're amazing."
He heard the whole story firsthand while inside Qingbao's soul-locking pouch.
Thanks to Qi'er, the lives of his entire Wang family were saved from being harmed by evil people.
Qi'er was his greatest pride in this life.
The emperor rose from his dragon throne and walked to the crowd.
"You are Wang Sheng!"
Wang Sheng intended to kneel down, but it is believed that a ghost kneeling before a living person will shorten its lifespan.
He then clasped his hands in a salute, his face contorted with pain, and said, “Your Majesty, I am Wang Sheng, the commander of the sixth battalion under Su Xiao’s command!”
These words were spoken.
Si Yao shuddered and hid behind Su Xiao, trembling uncontrollably.
Seeing that it still showed some respect to the Emperor, Su Xiao questioned it.
"The day I returned to the capital, it was you who led evil spirits to attack me and try to kill me?"
"I did it! So what!" Wang Sheng glared angrily at Su Xiao.
He wanted to tear the two despicable people in front of him to pieces, but the amulets on their bodies could save their lives.
Originally, no one could rescue Su Xiao, but Si Yao arrived with another flat talisman.
The two combined into one, their power increased, and they managed to break free from their attacks.
Su Xiao was startled. "I have no grudge against you. You can't hold a grudge against me just because I sent you out!"
"Hahaha, what a huge joke! Isn't it you and Si Yao who colluded to steal the military merits earned by our five hundred men!"
Wang Sheng glared at him angrily, his black aura growing heavier and heavier, almost suffocating Su Xiao.
Wang Sheng: "Everything Lady Sihe said just now is true. It was Si Yao who killed five hundred of our soldiers. I beg Your Majesty to do justice for my five hundred soldiers and severely punish Si Yao!"
With the ghosts coming forward to testify, and Wang Qisihe's testimony, the Emperor already had a clear understanding of the situation.
"You're spouting nonsense! You were clearly defeated and died because of your own weakness, and now you're trying to harm me!" Si Yao poked her head out and cursed Wang Sheng.
The emperor looked at the guards beside him.
The guards immediately dragged her out and forced her to kneel before Wang Sheng.
"Your Majesty, they are ghosts, spouting nonsense, you can't believe them!" She cried in fear.
The Emperor then looked at the abbot of Zhenguo Temple.
The abbot held a salute in one hand and chanted a Buddhist prayer: "Amitabha, Your Majesty, the ghosts of the dead do not have the ability to lie."
Therefore, whatever the spirit says is true.
This is an ancient rule, designed so that those who are habitual liars can confess all their sins when they die in the underworld, so that the judge can fairly determine their guilt.
If every ghost lies and tells the good side of themselves, wouldn't the judge's power be thrown into chaos?
"Did you hear me?" the Emperor coldly questioned Si Yao.
Si Yao's eyes were red, and she shrank back. "I don't believe it. I didn't kill him."
She didn't lay a hand on him, so how can you say she killed someone?
Why don't they go and take revenge on the enemy soldiers who swiftly struck down the enemy, but instead come to take revenge on her?
"Wang Sheng, stop talking nonsense and tell me your grievances from beginning to end!" Qingbao said solemnly.
The crisp sound drew everyone's attention to her.
The ministers were wondering, what is the child's identity?
A look of surprise and delight flashed in the eyes of Xia Changle and Xia Changyin.
I never expected my little benefactor to have such strength.
Su Xiao and Su Mengmeng stared at her coldly, gritting their teeth, especially Si Yao, who almost hated Qingbao to the core.
Si He looked gentle yet proud.
Various gazes were directed at Qingbao, but she didn't care at all. She simply raised her round little face and looked at Wang Sheng.
soon.
Before everyone's eyes, the black mist transformed into a giant square frame, within which a scene of military activity was frozen.
Wang Sheng said:
"No one could stand up for us before, so we dared not use our only chance to seek justice. Now that Your Majesty is right before us, we beg Your Majesty to witness the scene of our five hundred soldiers dying."
Because he only had one chance, which was precious enough, he dared not use it recklessly.
If they are used this time and His Majesty still does not stand up for them, then they will be trapped in the mortal world for all eternity, becoming evil spirits that everyone hates.
Wang Sheng is also betting that the current emperor is a wise ruler!
The Emperor immediately raised his hand, "I will definitely stand up for you!"
The words were spoken.
The huge screen immediately began to scroll, recording everything that the five hundred people had experienced in their lives.
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