Chapter 1539: Do You Want to Impeach the National Preceptor?

That night, Liu Wei and Rong Leng spent the night at Prince Rujiang's Mansion.

The candle in the study was lit all night.

On the second day, three groups of soldiers and horses led by Yue Shansheng set off from the front, rear, and middle gates before dawn.

At the same time, Qianmengyao, the king of Rujiang, who had always ignored government affairs and was not used to early court, also changed into official uniform and got on the carriage entering the palace, served by his maid.

At a quarter past two o'clock, the morning dynasty begins.

The king of a country sat on the throne, and the eunuchs beside him sang loudly.

The officials in the front row reported one by one, and openly and honestly asked for the Holy Judgment of the government affairs accumulated yesterday.

After the hour-long court meeting, the emperor had just taken a sip of tea when he heard an unfamiliar young voice: "Your Majesty, I have something to report."

The emperor raised his head and saw the man saluting below. A trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes: "Are you surrendering to the king?"

Qian Mengyao actually went to court today, and hundreds of officials gathered in the hall. The emperor had never seen him in the crowd before.

Qian Mengyao held the memorial in his hand and handed it to him with a bow.

The little eunuch in charge of picking up the book hurriedly stepped forward to take it, and then respectfully sent it to the imperial case.

Opening the memorial, the emperor glanced at it twice, then raised his eyebrows: "You want to impeach the imperial advisor?"

The Imperial Preceptor is not a traditional official. He mostly supervises royal etiquette, etiquette, and memorial ceremonies, but does not play any role in political affairs. Therefore, it is not the Imperial Preceptor's turn to participate in matters such as the early court. However, he is an official without power, and he is also an official of the imperial court. He is subject to impeachment complaints from his colleagues or the people. This memorial to the king of Ru Jiang criticizes the national adviser to the letter, saying that he is disturbed by the status quo, competes with the people for profit, and takes advantage of the national situation. Taking advantage of his position as a supervisor, he colluded with local officials to cause chaos, and even threatened that even Wan Li would be involved in the case.

, there is also the handwriting of the national master behind it.

Wan Li's case is basically over, and he has been sent to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. Now he is waiting for the Ministry of Punishment to bind the conclusive evidence of his crime into a book and present it to the court before he can be sentenced to death.

But the Imperial Master is an official in the capital, and Wan Li is the governor of Tingjiang Prefecture. What relationship can there be between the two.

King Ru Jiang ignored the memorial and even threatened that Wan Li had embezzled and accepted bribes in Tingjiang Prefecture, but most of the money actually fell into the pockets of the Imperial Preceptor.

The emperor watched the complete performance with a very serious expression on his face, but he still asked King Ru Jiang: "Do you have any evidence?"

Qian Mengyao nodded fiercely: "The evidence is conclusive!"

The emperor said: "Send it up."

However, Qian Mengyao suddenly knelt down and said: "The evidence of the minister requires the presence of the national master and will be presented to the court for judgment!"

The officials below began to whisper, and the emperor frowned, but in the end, he pressed the memorial and ordered the imperial guards to summon the imperial master into the palace immediately.

In the early morning at the National Elephant Prison, the fragrance is lingering and the bells are ringing.

When the Imperial Preceptor was blocked at the door by a large number of imperial troops, his face was dark. He politely asked the soldiers what happened, but the soldiers did not answer. They only said: "The Emperor has an order for the Imperial Preceptor to enter the palace immediately. "

The Imperial Master couldn't figure it out in his mind, and he suddenly thought of what Mr. Liu said last night. The other party threatened to use him to attract the attention of the Six Kings, but he didn't understand, so what if he was attracted? Even if the Six Kings' troops have surrounded the Elephant Prison of another country, can he and the Yun family send the account books to the palace?

To put it bluntly, even if he is sent to the palace, what will happen?

The emperor cares about brotherhood and has always been very tolerant of the six kings. Even if he knew that the six kings had embezzled, accepted bribes, and secretly hid tributes, he would only be punished with a few words at most. Can he still be held accountable?

It was precisely because he saw through the emperor's tolerance of the six kings that the imperial master chose to cooperate with the six kings at that time.

The Shark Pearl plan was his alone from the beginning, and he had no intention of letting the Six Kings get a share of it.

However, the Six Kings were quite powerful and could blackmail the Emperor. If they really wanted to find someone to cooperate with, there really was no better candidate than him.

While the Imperial Preceptor was thinking about it, the imperial army became impatient and pushed him out of the door.

The Imperial Master's face was as dark as ink, but he was still driven into the carriage.

The carriage entering the palace was traveling at a constant speed. The National Elephant Supervisor was not close to the palace gate. To enter the palace, you had to go around the west gate, which was further away.

At the same time, the spies who had been monitoring the situation all night outside the National Elephant Prison immediately returned home with the latest news to report.

The valuables were lost in the warehouse, and the six kings were so worried that they didn't sleep all night. At this time, they heard the spies' unequivocal explanation that people from the palace had taken away the imperial master early in the morning, and his face suddenly turned as dark as ink.

"I thought I had misunderstood, but it turned out that it was really him who helped the thief escape last night, and couldn't wait to go to the palace to report this morning. The facts are like this, before his eyes, he actually wants to kill me?!"

The confidant next to him whispered: "Your Majesty, we cannot let him enter the palace."

The Sixth King pursed his lips, raised his head and asked, "Are the guards outside the Fourth Palace still there?"

The leader of the palace guards immediately replied: "Your Majesty, everyone is here, just waiting for your order..."

"Then go." The Sixth King said coldly: "Remember, no one will be left alive."

"Yes!" The leader of the guards took the order and left.

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A quarter of an hour later, outside the west gate.

The Imperial Master was sitting in the carriage, his mind spinning, still thinking about what happened last night and this morning.

Unexpectedly, the carriage stopped suddenly, and then he heard the old man's apology voice coming from outside the carriage.

"My lords, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the old man's eyesight is bad, I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now!"

The imperial master lifted the curtain and took a look, and saw an old man carrying a pile of firewood on his back. He fell down while walking through the street, blocking the imperial army from entering the palace.

The Imperial Master didn't take it seriously, lowered the car curtain and stopped paying attention.

But I can hear the movement outside.

It was the nagging of the old man: "As I get older, I can no longer hold up such a small pile of firewood. When I was young, I could even kill a leopard..."

Then there was a soldier's teasing voice: "Old man, go home quickly. It's so early in the morning and let me buy firewood."

The old man laughed loudly: "Let's go now, let's go now, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The old man trembled as he walked past the soldiers, and the convoy started again and continued towards the palace.

At this moment, a burst of dawn sound suddenly came from the air.

Then, the Imperial Master only heard a "thud" sound, and a sharp arrow was shot straight into the car curtain in front of him.

The sharp arrow drove straight in, right in front of his face. Fortunately, it was a bit far away and separated by a curtain, so its aim was not precise. He quickly used his hands and feet to avoid it, and the sharp arrow pierced into the car behind him with a "bang". wall.

There was chaos outside for a moment. The soldiers might as well be attacked by assassins, so they immediately drew their weapons and stood ready.

The Imperial Master opened the car curtain and wanted to see what was going on.

I saw the old man carrying firewood with an old look on his face suddenly jumped onto the front of the car with his hands and feet.

The Imperial Master was startled. Before he could call for help, the sword came down from above, passed through the roof of the car, and shot straight at him.

These people want to kill him! An assassin wants to kill him!

"Protect the carriage!" the soldiers outside the carriage shouted anxiously.

But from the left and right, sharp arrows were swarming in dense masses, all heading towards the carriage.

The carriage was not big, and there were soldiers outside who struggled to resist, but the missed arrows and the old man above their heads still made the carriage look like a hedgehog.

The Imperial Master was squatting inside, his face pale with fright, and he did not dare to come out. He would definitely die if he stayed in the car. When he was panicking, the roof of the car was overturned with a "bang". Then, the old man holding the sword raised his sword and dropped it. A sword hit the national master's chest.

The Imperial Master dodged for a moment, and his right arm was cut open, almost to the bone. He was so painful that he was sweating. When the old man saw that he had not killed him, the second sword came one after another!