Chapter 147 Weichen's injustice

In Xia, the whole cloud is covered with dark clouds, and everyone's hearts are as gloomy as the cloudy sky, unable to breathe. Late at night, Emperor Xia encountered an assassin in his bedroom. An assassin with a sharp sword ran through Emperor Xia's chest, but fortunately, although the sword penetrated his chest, it did not cause much harm. The imperial doctors were surprised and thought that Emperor Xia must be blessed by a god to die.

In Chengfu Palace, Emperor Xia lay on the dragon couch and squinted in front of him.

Not far away, more than 20 officials knelt down coldly and only heard Xia Di's low tone: "What's the use of raising you waste? I can't even catch an assassin, a waste, a bunch of waste."

"Weichen is frightened."

"What else can you say besides Weichen's panic?"

"Weichen is guilty, Weichen deserves to die."

Xia Di took a deep breath and said angrily, "You really want to die, don't you? Then I will fulfill you."

All the kneeling ministers know that Xia Di's words are definitely not a joke. It can't be said that as long as he really wants to kill more than 20 ministers, even hundreds of them can be killed without blinking. Just as everyone's hearts hung in their throats, Li Jing came in in a hurry.

"I want to see the emperor." Li Jing slightly knelt on the ground and worshipped.

"The Prime Minister, you came just in time. Look at these useless people. What else will you say besides Weichen's death? Up to now, I can't even catch an assassin.

Li Jingluo paused slightly and thought that the arrest of the assassin was a matter of the captain. It was a matter that could not be fought with these civilian officials who had no power. How could he think of questioning them now that they had nothing to do with each other. Did Emperor Xia want to continue this assassin incident and clean up the whole court? Wait, no, it's not without reason. Li Jinglue's heart slowly sank, and he realized a very serious thing.

While thinking about it, Emperor Xia's voice came to his ear: " Prime Minister, what do you think I should do with these waste?"

"Why don't you let them commit crimes and help Lieutenant Zhu catch the assassin?" Li Jing slightly threw a stone to ask for directions. He deliberately threw Zhu Chi, who was responsible for the security of the palace, to see what Emperor Xia meant.

"Well, these bastards will only cause trouble to the captain. Come on, all of them will be put into the Ministry of Criminal Justice."

"Weichen was wronged..."

"Your Majesty, please forgive me..."

"I'm not guilty..."

For a moment, all kinds of voices filled the hall. Li Jing looked at the officials who were taken away by the soldiers and became more and more anxious and uneasy. As if he sensed Li Jinglue's anxiety, Xia Di stared at Li Jinglue with a faint smile: " Prime Minister, you seem to be very uneasy?"

"This assassin has no clue so far, and Weichen is very worried."

"Well, with your loyalty, what else can I worry about?"

Li Jingxiao looked at Emperor Xia's thicker and stronger smile, but his back was soaked in a cold sweat.

Because Emperor Xia's injury was not very inconvenient, all the imperial doctors were naturally relieved, but the escape of the assassin made Zhu Chi, as a captain, a headache. Leading the Yulin army to search one by one, there was no trace of the assassin. In fact, Zhu Chi didn't have much hope in his heart, because this kind of large-scale search of assassins has basically failed since ancient times, and even if there is a result, it is just a scapegoat.

Zhu Chi led a hundred Yu Linjun to stand at the entrance of the small building of the supervisory institute, hesitating whether to go in. The Qinghe Hall has been searched, but he really doesn't have the courage to go in and search so grandly.

"What a waste." There was a cold voice behind. Zhu Chi turned around and found that it was Ling Yue. "Since you want to go in and search, then go in and hesitate to do something?"

Ling Yue ignored Zhu Chi's angry eyes and walked leisurely into the Supervision Institute. Liu Ye forgot Zhu Chi with an indifferent look and followed him in.

"Your Excellency, shall we go in or not?" A Yulin army came forward and asked.

Zhu Chi took a step forward and felt that his heartbeat was a little faster. After hesitating for a long time, Zhu Chi turned his heart and said harshly, "Search."

"Yes."

Standing at the door of the small building, Ling Yue saw hundreds of Yulin troops rushing in neatly and couldn't help clapping: "Yes, it's a little earlier than I thought. I bet with Liu Ye that you dared to come in an hour later, but I didn't expect that it was only half an hour now."

A slightly smarter person can hear the voice in Ling Yue's words. Zhu Chi's face turned red, and he said for a long time, "Search."

Ling Yue did not stop it, allowing the Yulin army to rush into the small building, and she sat leisurely on the water gate and watched the Yulin army jumping up and down. In just a while, the Yulin army left. The reason is very simple. The small building of the Supervision Institute is very small, and there is no so-called assassin.

"You can get out of here." Ling Yue smiled faintly.

After Zhu Chi left without saying a word, Liu Ye also sat on the water gate: "Sister, you seem to hate him very much."

"Yes, I hate that Zhu Chi very much."

"Why?"

"I hate unreasonable people."

"Is he unreasonable?"

"Of course, inexplicable hostility, unprincipled anger and idiots who completely control their emotions, how can such people not be annoying."

"I also think that boy is very annoying." Wu held the teacup in his hand and came out with a smile, "I stained my tea, alas..."

"Wu Yong, I was expecting you to stop those Yulin troops, but I didn't expect you to only care about your own tea." Ling Yue shook her head helplessly.

"Haha, why did the dean say this? If the dean really doesn't want them to come in, he only needs to be alone at night. Why do I have to use my arm as a car?"

"Old Wu, what do you think of the assassination of the emperor?"

Wu used to sprinkle tea out of the yard and narrowed his eyes to look at the sunlight that broke through the clouds: "It's fate that manpower can change."

"The fate is so..." Ling Yue took a deep breath and said quietly, "But the problem is that the assassin was not sent by God."

"There is a fixed number in the dark. When the leaves fall in autumn, it is not because the wind blows them down, nor because the leaves are withered and unable to support them, but because the way of heaven is like this, and everything is arranged freely. So this assassin, no matter who sent him, is God's will and irresistible.

"You look like a magic stick!" Ling Yue held her chin in her hands and smiled, "Mr. Magic Stick, can I ask you something?"

"Can't." Wu smiled with a smile.

"If you are stingy, don't ask, but you have to give me a reason not to ask."

Wu Yong thought for a moment and narrowed his eyes: "This matter has nothing to do with the dean."

"Very good, I like this reason." Ling Yue got up, patted the dust on her body, clenched her fists, and said quietly, "There are still half a year, what you want will definitely happen."

"If it really happens, it must have happened to me."

"Maybe you don't have to do anything, it will happen."

Wu Yong shook his head and said, "That's impossible."

"Since you said that everything is fixed, you can do nothing and wait for fate or fixed numbers to happen." Ling Yue turned sideways and stared at Wu Yong, who was still smiling kindly. A chilly wind blew through my ears, and they seemed to be waiting for something. Sitting quietly on the water gate at night, looking at the distant sky. Large white clouds floated in the air and moved forward at a very slow speed.

Occasionally, birds fly across the sky. Of course, the flowing night will not come up with the disease-free moaning sentence that there are birds flying through the sky without traces of wings. But at this moment, he is thinking about why the cloud will not fall, which is the simplest question for modern people.

"Sister, why doesn't the cloud fall down?" Finally, Liu Ye looked at Ling Yue with a knowledgeable face and asked a question that surprised Wu Yong and Ling Yue at the same time.

"Ryu Ye, why do you... why do you ask if the cloud will fall?"

"Clouds always float in the sky, so I really want to know why the clouds don't fall?"

Ling Yue held her forehead and said, "The clouds will turn into rain and fall down. The reason why it rains is because the clouds are too heavy."

"Ah..." Liu Ye suddenly realized, thought about it sideways, and then asked, "Why didn't the sun fall?"

"Well, Liuye, it's a little difficult to solve this problem. I'll explain it to you later."

"Ye." Liu Ye nodded and continued to look at the sky.

"Ha ha, it's a little cold." Wu Yong slowly turned around and entered the room.