Chapter 338 Jiang Jing goes to the Censorate alone and confronts the left and right censors
Thinking that Ying'er is pregnant.
The concubine is also a reckless person.
Xu Qihuai looked nervous: "Aren't you going to stop me?!"
Ziyin shook her head and knelt on the ground, begging, "Your servants can't stop us at all. Please, Your Highness, go back and take a look."
"This..." Xu Qihuai looked at the two of them in embarrassment.
Jiusu said, "The Crown Princess is pregnant and weak. She cannot be stimulated or hurt. You should go back first. If there is anything, we will come to you."
Xu Qihuai nodded and put down the prince's token.
“Seeing this is like seeing me.”
…
Jiang Jing looked up, his face filled with gloom. He said, "I will return to the Dali Temple first. Together with Lord Song, we will attack the left and right inspectors and put pressure on the Censorate. The matter of the Li Mansion's shops can only be investigated by you."
He turned sideways and bought an oil-paper umbrella.
“When you go out, remember to hold an umbrella.”
Jiusu felt a sour taste in her throat, and she went forward to hug the man, pressing against his chest. Time was running out, and she couldn't afford to be clingy, so she raised her eyes.
Thousands of words, condensed into one sentence.
"Thank you."
Jiang Jing patted her head lovingly: "It's my duty."
Looking at the beautiful figure leaving, he put away his smile. He could feel her panic and exhaustion, and he felt distressed.
Song Wang was handling official business.
After hearing Jiang Jing's thoughts, he frowned and asked, "Are you crazy?"
Jiang Jing took a sip of tea and said, "This is the calmest way I can think of. Let me say hello to you first."
He put down the porcelain cup and turned to go to the Censorate.
Left Censor-in-Chief Jie Kai put down his official documents and walked into the courtyard. He smiled and asked, "Master Jiang, is there anything I can help you with?"
Jiang Jing bowed and said, "I'm here to investigate a case."
Jie Qi laughed and said, "Master Jiang, have you come to the wrong place? This is the Censorate, not the Dali Temple."
Jiang Jing said, "I came to the Censorate to investigate a case."
This really confused Jie Qian.
However, the Right Censor-in-Chief was not so good-tempered.
Kuai Wenshi said in a deep voice: "If you want to come to the Censorate, you must first ask for your resignation from the Emperor. However, there is no place for you in the Censorate. Perhaps you can only be a gatekeeper."
"Don't be rude." Jie Qi turned around and looked at him.
Jiang Jing lowered his eyes and chuckled, "Even if it's just sweeping the front door, I have to sweep it thoroughly. I won't allow anyone to be tortured into confessing anything under my nose. I'm not here to discuss this with you two, but to redress someone's injustice."
Kuai Wenshi took a few steps forward, his face gloomy, and waved to attract people.
In an instant, Jiang Jing was surrounded.
"Why, are you here to cause trouble at the Censorate?"
Jiang Jing took a step forward, and there was only a distance of two fists between them. He said in a more serious tone: "Even if I come to the Censorate to cause trouble, you have a lower official position than me, so you have no right to stop me. Besides, I have a reason and a basis for coming here."
Originally it was between the Dali Temple, the Ministry of Justice and the Censorate.
It is a relationship of mutual restraint and mutual entanglement.
Kuai Wenshi pointed his finger, refusing to give in. "What rights do you have? This isn't the Dali Temple! You can't run wild here."
He was anxious.
Make a fist and hit.
The wind blew past in front of him. Jiang Jing was prepared. He turned his head, grabbed his wrist tightly, and pushed hard, causing him to stagger back.
"Have you taken all the responsibilities of the Three Divisions?"
Kuai Wenshi was stunned: "What?"
Jiang Jing concentrated his thoughts and said calmly, "The Dali Temple is responsible for judging, the Ministry of Justice is responsible for reviewing, and the Censorate is responsible for supervision. Could it be that these Right Censors-in-Chief don't know about this? It seems that the rumors at that time were true."
Rumor?
Kuai Wenshi's back stiffened.
As for what the rumor is, everyone knows it.
He bought his official position.
His face was pale. "I, I just didn't remember for a moment. You said you came here to investigate a case. What case were you investigating?"
Jiang Jing said, "You have used severe torture on the Marquis of Ju'an, intending to force a confession from him. Now, I am bringing the Marquis back to the Dali Temple."
"Impossible!" Kuai Wenshi refused flatly. "Everyone knows that the Marquis is your future father-in-law. You have a special relationship, so the Marquis cannot go with you. Besides, our Lord is investigating the Marquis' case and is about to make a conclusion. Please go back, Lord Jiang!"
Jiang Jing was firm in his attitude.
"Today I must take the Marquis away from the Censorate, otherwise, he will be severely punished and killed!"
Kuai Wenshi shouted, "How can we tolerate your insolence in the Censorate? Come, kick him out!"
Jiang Jing sneered, "Master Jie, don't you have the final say in the Censorate? Was it your idea to impose a severe punishment on the Marquis?"
"Wait." Jie Qi waved his hand to send the guards away. He repeatedly caught the word "severe punishment". He looked at his subordinates who lowered their heads and asked, "I have never ordered the use of severe punishment on the Marquis. Was it you who gave the order?"
If it was really his order, then things would be tricky.
My Lord, how can he fight like that?
Kuai Wenshi quickly knelt on the ground and clasped his fists: "I dare not. If you don't believe me, you can send someone to the prison to ask."
Jie Qi looked at the person next to him and said, "Go ask."
Soon, the man came back.
"Your Excellency, the Marquis was not tortured."
Jie Qian's dark eyes turned, and he straightened his body. His voice deepened, "My dear nephew Jiang, I'm not going to mind your intrusion into the Censorate because we're both officials in the same dynasty. But you've been so outrageous and slanderous. If you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude!"
Jiang Jing turned around and drew his guard sword.
"I personally saw the Marquis being beaten to the point of being on his last breath. If you don't get out of the way, perhaps this Censorate will become a hell of torture!"
Kuai Wenshi stood up from the ground and pleaded, "Sir, he wants to destroy the Censorate so that the Dali Temple can become a famous investigation office. If you give the order, I will take the guards and drive him out! I will also report him to the palace tomorrow!"
Jie Qian's expression was tense. To be honest, he didn't want to have any grudge against Jiang Jing.
It is only right that the two departments should check and balance each other.
"Master Jiang, I understand that you were impulsive because of Miss Jiu. Please leave now, and I will pretend that you have never been here."
Jiang Jing said: "What I said is the truth. If you don't believe me, just come with me and take a look. It will be too late if you are late."
He gripped the hilt of his sword.
It was decided before I came.
If Lord Jie disagrees, then he will break in. As long as he breaks in, Lord Jie will catch up with him, and everyone will see the truth. Breaking into the Censorate prison will result in a demotion at most.
It’s better than something happening to the Marquis.
Jie Qian calmed down and said, "Master Jiang, please leave. I am still in charge of the affairs of the Censorate. Please rest assured."
Jiang Jing stood up straight, his figure slender, his sword at his side, his black hair rustling in the breeze, his noble character fully revealed, his unyielding spirit intimidating people from the bottom of their hearts: "As the Minister of the Supreme Court, I know that someone has been framed, so I should intervene."
He held the sword before him.
"I will take the Marquis back to the Dali Temple. You have tortured the prisoner and forced him to confess. Tomorrow, I will report this to the Emperor."
Jie Qian's face turned ugly: "You're going too far! Kick him out..."
Suddenly, a strong and powerful voice was heard.
"Uncle Jie, am I here at the wrong time?" Song Wang walked to Jiang Jing, patted his shoulder, and sighed slightly. Just imagine, if his relatives were arrested, he would also resort to the same desperate measure.
No etiquette or law is more important than saving your life.
If Jiang Jing hadn't come, the Marquis might have died.
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