Chapter 337 The weak emperor is not blessed, and the fate has arrived

Liu Mingchu was shot with an arrow, and one arm made his whole body tremble with pain, but he couldn't forget what An Pingzhi told him in advance. In case the scroll fell from the wooden shelf, his head could not be saved. Liu Mingchu gritted his teeth and clenched the scroll with severe pain, and did not find An Pingzhi standing below and looking up at the big words on the scroll with a gloomy face.

The scroll has been replaced.

An Pingzhi glanced at the students standing opposite him with cold eyes and knew what was written on the scroll. There was no third person except himself and Liu Mingchu. Did Liu Mingchu tell the students around him about the scroll? No, looking at their frightened appearance, this should not have been done by them. If it's not them, could it be that Du Yilin, the king of Xiaohan, knew the arrangement of this scroll in advance?

Anpingzhi turned around and looked at Du Yilin. Seeing that his expression had not changed and did not stare at the scroll like others, Anpingzhi secretly gritted his teeth. Whether it was done by Du Yilin or not, there was no need to investigate it now.

"Come on." The light armored guards not far away from Anping waved their hands and said, "Catch all these lifts."

A group of people came forward to catch these lifters, and some of them began to scream. For a while, there was chaos in the courtyard, and An Pingzhi returned to the hall with An Qiaoqiao. He came to his father and arched his hand, "Father, this scroll is our thing. Please don't blame the coincidence."

An Longyi's face looked hard. He said coldly with a calm face, "I have been an official for so many years and have devoted myself to the court. I didn't expect to receive such a congratulatory gift at today's Huajia birthday banquet. This gift is not from my daughter's skillful hand, but from a group of children. The old man doesn't understand. Where on earth does this resentment come from?

Hearing his father's words, An Pingzhi immediately understood what his father meant. He shouted in the courtyard, "Bring the leader in the lift!"

The light armored bodyguard moved, and finally two people were pushed into the hall, one of whom was Liu Mingchu with half a broken arrow on his arm, and the other was Meng Zhuangqing.

The table where An Longyi and Du Yilin are sitting are all important ministers in the court. Hu Qizhang, the director of the criminal department, and Wei Yulin, the director of military affairs, are all here. These people have long felt the solemn atmosphere. Seeing the two people who were pushed over standing beside them, no one dared to say more words and quietly looked at An Longyi and Du Yilin's faces.

When An Pingzhi saw Meng Zhuangqing, he snorted coldly, came to him and asked, "What's your name?" Why do I think I've seen you somewhere?"

Meng Zhuangqing gritted his teeth and said, "In Xia Meng Zhuangqing, he has had several relationships with Mr. An in Wuming County."

"Wuming County?" An Pingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Du Yilin, and looked at Leng Xuanrong not far away. Suddenly, "No wonder you are familiar with it. Are you the accountant in this cold girl's shop?"

When Leng Xuanrong saw Meng Zhuangqing being caught here, she knew that An Ping would definitely mention herself. She sat there with a steady mind and was not going to talk to them.

An Pingzhi also did not pester Leng Xuanrong. He asked Meng Zhuangqing again, "Meng Zhuangqing, tell me, why did you guys hang those two sentences on the scroll? Didn't my father offend you?"

Meng Zhuangqing's forehead oozed sweat and bit his lips. It seemed that he was not ready to say anything.

Anpingzhi snorted, and his cold eyes turned to Liu Mingchu, who grinned. Liu Mingchu's eyes trembled when he saw Anpingzhi. He hurriedly shouted, "It's wrong! Wrong! That scroll... That scroll made people lose their bags! We have never felt that the family is the opposite... No... We... We... Weak... The weak emperor is not blessed, and our destiny has arrived! The weak emperor is not blessed, and his fate is coming!"

Suddenly, Liu Mingchu began to shout this sentence as if he was crazy. He stared at the people around him in horror, breathing more and more rapidly.

Leng Xuanrong sat aside and looked at Liu Mingchu, and couldn't help sighing in her heart. Liu Mingchu was probably pressured by An Pingzhi. The scroll he held was probably written these two sentences.

Before Liu Mingchu made trouble again, An Pingzhi asked his men to take him down. An Longyi sighed with a gloomy face and turned his head to Du Yilin and said, "Let the prince laugh. If there is chaos today, the old man should not have held this birthday banquet. It is really against the original intention of the old man to be used by these people to build momentum."

Du Yilin shook his head slightly, put down the teacup in his hand, and whispered, "I think you have misunderstood the old Prime Minister." With that, he stretched out his hand and pointed to Meng Zhuangqing, "This man, Meng Zhuangqing, as Mr. An said, once ran the Raven Green Ink Pavilion in Wuming County with Leng Xuanrong. This ink pavilion is something I gave to the young master of the emperor's mansion, and this Meng Zhuangqing is naturally my subordinate."

When Du Yilin said this, everyone present couldn't help but be surprised.

In fact, someone present knew Meng Zhuangqing's identity, but no one expected that Du Yilin would explain his identity so clearly.

"At the beginning, I sent him to Wuming County to run the Raven Green Ink Pavilion with Leng Xuanrong in order to monitor the movement of He Lijing, the governor of Wuming County. After He Lijing rebelled, the king recalled him to the imperial city." Du Yilin looked at the crowd coldly, as if what he said was taken for granted. "The incident of Enke caused the students of Huangcheng Middle School to return home one after another. I knew that someone would try to make trouble, so I let Meng Zhuangqing sneak into it. I didn't expect that they would make such a thing at the Prime Minister's birthday banquet today. I was all blamed for my negligence.

Speaking of this, Du Yilin's eyes fell on the chief of the Criminal Division Hu Qizhang and said coldly, "Lord Hu, these people gathered to make trouble. Shouldn't they be under the jurisdiction of the Department of Criminal Justice?"

As soon as Hu Qizhang heard Du Yilin's name on his head, he had to stand up and bow to Du Yilin and An Longyi, "The prince is right, Mr. Prime Minister. This matter is within the authority of the lower official's authority. Please hand these men over to the subordinates."

An Longyi frowned calmly, as if he hesitated for a long time and said, "These people... must be strictly investigated."

Hu Qizhang was sweating profusely and really couldn't understand what was going on in front of him, but he immediately thought of a complete strategy and hurriedly bowed down, "What the Prime Minister said was that these people dare to be so arrogant. Maybe someone behind them ordered them, and the subordinate took them back to the government office and interrogated them overnight, trying to get out as soon as possible. Here comes the result."

After saying that, Hu Qizhang saluted the people around him, and then quickly walked out of the hall.

Hu Qizhang originally intended to take these lifters back to the prison. Tonight, the prime minister's mansion must be in deep water. It would be best if he could take this opportunity to escape. There are still hundreds of light horse captains in the criminal department, who can at least protect the safety of their family. In the end, no matter who loses or wins, Hu Qizhang still has the power to return to heaven and find a stable and happy land for himself.

However, things did not go well. As soon as Hu Qizhang walked out of the hall, he saw countless light armored guards standing outside the moon gate hole in the yard in the distance. These guards held their breath and guarded the yard like evil spirits running out of hell. Hu Qizhang took a breath of cold air, shouted bad in his heart, and hurriedly turned his head and came back.

The people in the hall looked at Hu Qizhang, who came back in a hurry with a pale face, and some of them immediately guessed what was going on outside.

Even Leng Xuanrong, who was sitting on one side, couldn't help but get nervous.

The situation in this life is more terrible than what she saw in her previous life. The eight thousand dead men in Anping's hands must not eat for nothing. Presumably, the whole prime minister's mansion has now become the Yanluo Hall. Whoever can get out of here depends on how things go.

Leng Xuanrong subconsciously touched the dagger in her sleeve. Presumably, An Pingzhi was afraid that the final situation would be difficult to deal with, so he left her behind.

However...

Leng Xuanrong frowned and gave herself a reassurance. Things will not develop according to An Ping's expectations, and they will certainly not follow Du Yilin's expectations. No matter how well the two people are, they can't count each other. They are now in a tough battle. Whoever loses and wins, I'm afraid it's all luck in the end.

Hu Qizhang hurried back to his seat and sat down, constantly wiping his sweat. An Pingzhi smiled and said, "My father's birthday banquet has just begun. Why should Lord Hu be in such a hurry to leave? A few messy actions are not a problem, and there are more interesting things that have not been taken out for you adults.

After saying that, An Pingzhi looked at An Longyi and saw that An Longyi's calm face did not make a statement. An Pingzhi couldn't help complaining about his father. At this time, my father should have come out to turn the tide, but today, somehow, my father seems to be much more dull. Maybe he still has any hesitation in his heart?

An Pingzhi sighed secretly, made a gesture to his subordinates, and then said loudly to the people present, "Today, my father's birthday is also a birthday gift for my father. Please look at it together. It's a kind of fun.

After waiting for a moment, I saw a dancer come to the hall with a wooden box in all directions.

Leng Xuanrong saw the dancers' pale faces and trembling, and then looking at the size of the wooden box, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. However, as An Ping's gesture fell, the dancers trembled and opened the wooden box to let everyone see what was inside. Leng Xuanrong couldn't help but be shocked.

I saw that the wooden box was full of palm-sized longevity peaches!

This thing is definitely not a novel thing in the Prime Minister's mansion. Everyone looked at An Pingzhi with doubts, and An Pingzhi's face suddenly changed after seeing the Shoutao in those wooden box.

He quickly stepped forward and took a look at a wooden box, fell aside, and asked the dancer in a low voice, "What's going on?"

The dancer shook her head in horror to show that she didn't know.

Anpingzhi gritted his teeth fiercely and thought to himself, was he being tricked again?