The fake eunuch who lurked in the palace

"Your Majesty, for the Minister of Rites to be so loyal and refuse to confess, I'm afraid that person has great background, but also..." Li Yi lowered his head and let the Emperor make up his mind.

The emperor looked in the direction of the Changqiu Palace and said, "The scholars are crying. The Confucian Temple collapsed. Si Jian, you are a smart man. This matter is so serious. I don't need to say anything."

"The Minister of Rites cannot quell the resentment. How can he have such power? Those scholars are not fools."

"Check, dig them out for me and let me see who dares to reach out to the scientific research. Under my nose, they are so careless and treat me as if they are nothing."

"Such a treacherous official must be eliminated."

"I obey the decree!" Li Yi bowed and said, the sharpness in his eyes flashed away. As he expected, the emperor would not stop there.

The emperor's majesty was offended, how could he allow that person to escape unharmed?

The emperor may also expect that the left prime minister will be in charge of all this.

Cutting off the arm of the Supreme Emperor would mean that he would not be able to meddle in the affairs of the court as he pleased.

There is no room for two masters in one country. The emperor is no longer a young child, so how could he be willing to have someone restrain his hands and feet?

The more the Supreme Emperor interfered in political affairs, the more the Emperor rejected and hated him.

Two people with a strong desire for power cannot coexist and can only drive each other out.

In the face of power, even my son has no family ties to care about.

When the fight got serious, it was not uncommon in history to kill the father and the son.

Leaning on the carriage and taking a nap, Li Yi pondered how to pry the mouth of the Minister of Rites and pull the Left Prime Minister from it.

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"The Queen is inviting all countries to enjoy the Golden Autumn Festival?"

Xu Zhimao spoke in surprise.

Lu Li put down the memorial, "They always sneak up on Da Gan and peep. They are afraid that we will make something again, so we throw them away, so we simply invite them together."

"Let them take a good look, and prevent them from using tricks in secret."

"Daqian has been silent for so long, it's time to show off." Lu Li's eyes were profound.

Xu Zhimao lowered his head slightly. Her majesty became stronger day by day, making people want to surrender.

"Quan De, pass the decree to the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Household Affairs and ask them to start preparations."

"Do you still have something to report?" After Quan De retreated, Lu Li looked at Xu Zhimao.

"I take my leave, my dearest lady, please take care of your body." Xu Zhimao bowed and slowly exited the hall.

Looking back, he exhaled and walked towards the outside of the palace.

"Let's all go back."

Lu Li rubbed his forehead and lightly opened his red lips.

The palace servants in the palace immediately bowed and went out very lightly.

Standing up from the chair, Lu Li walked to the window. He had a long body and a beautiful face. He stretched out his jade fingers and touched the green plants on the window sill. Lu Li raised the corners of his lips.

Golden Autumn Festival, Li Yi, come back, I want to take a look at you.

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Those who participated in the construction of the Confucian Temple from the Ministry of Industry were, without exception, escorted to the Meridian Gate.

When they learned that the collapse of the Confucian Temple was due to corruption and cutting corners by the Ministry of Works, the scholars felt somewhat better.

The Confucian Temple is extremely sacred in their hearts and can be described as a spiritual pillar.

If the sage was ashamed of his establishment and collapsed, the blow to the scholars would undoubtedly be devastating.

"grown ups."

The yamen officer submitted confessions to Li Yi one after another.

After flipping through it, Li Yi wrote a personal name on the paper, then handed it to the yamen servants and asked them to get the person.

The Yamen servant walked forward, and Yang Feng came in behind.

"My lord, the cells are full again."

Li Yi raised his eyebrows, "A batch was taken away just this morning. Is it full again?"

"I can't bear it, people are being arrested every moment." Yang Feng sighed.

"I remember your house..."

"Sir, Xiaguan's mother is very old, her children are still young, let alone the house. She has repeatedly asked her father-in-law to help with repairs, but until now, no one has come."

Yang Feng reveals that life is not easy.

Li Yi's mouth twitched, "Not far from your house is the old Dali Temple..."

"I'll take care of it now, sir."

Yang Feng's face was full of solemnity, and he bowed. He didn't give Li Yi a chance to get angry, and he rolled away.

It was time to take away his oil and light the sky lantern. Li Yi shook his head and laughed.

"Sir, I said I haven't done anything yet."

A yamen servant came in and reported to Li Yi.

Li Yi frowned slightly, the Minister of Rites' mouth was really tight.

The torture instruments in Dongwei are much more severe than those in the Punishment Department.

With such a strong character, how could he be tempted by money?

After thinking for a while, Li Yi asked someone to invite Yin Ding.

"Stop struggling with your body and try another approach."

Yin Ding looked at Li Yi and clasped his fists, "Please let me know clearly."

"Lock the target directly and force him to react."

Li Yi got up and walked down, whispering to Yin Ding.

Yin Ding raised his eyes slightly, and after a while, he spoke slowly, "If your lord is in Dongwei, why should we worry about being unable to suppress Du Chasi?"

"You can't help but praise me, I can't help but praise you." Li Yi raised his lips and smiled, "When things are done, remember to mention my contribution to the emperor."

"Don't worry, sir." Yin Ding took a deep look at Li Yi, clasped his fists and left.

The Criminal Department was conducting interrogations all the time. Li Yi's face twitched violently as he looked at the piles of confessions that could bury people.

This is so scary!

"What are Doctor Xue and Chief Yang busy with?"

"Your Excellency, Dr. Xue is interrogating and transcribing confessions in the execution room, while Chief Yang is arranging personnel and sorting out case files..."

"Okay, let's go down."

As a judicial organ, the Ministry of Punishment has plenty of personnel, which is definitely enough on a normal day, but when it comes to such a major case, it is overwhelmed.

One person can't wait to break it into two parts.

Li Yi shouldn't even think about arresting someone for hiding. Just read the confession.

It wasn't until the yamen came in to light the lamp that Li Yi realized it was getting dark.

After stretching, he continued to work at his desk and issued instructions one by one.

From time to time, a yamen servant would run in and put the documents he wanted on the table.

It was late at night and the moon was high, so Li Yicai walked back home in the dark.

In the East Wei Division, the Minister of Rites passed out again. There was no good piece of meat visible on his body and it was stained with blood.

Dongwei almost used all the instruments of torture on him.

But even so, nothing was pried out.

"Sir, if you continue like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on anymore." Dong Wei whispered.

"A civil servant has such a strict mouth. The emperor is urging me so urgently. If I continue like this, I don't know what kind of punishment I will receive." Feng Yi's tone showed impatience.

Then, he lowered his voice and said, "We might as well..."

After forcing back the Eastern Wei, Feng Yi turned his ear to Yin Ding.

"You, you mean, report the Prime Minister to the left?"

"The Emperor and the Supreme Emperor are not on good terms. It is known throughout the whole court. The Emperor will definitely be happy to push the Prime Minister to shoulder the responsibility. By then, I am sure he will give us a great credit." Feng Yi raised his lips and said.

"Is this okay?" Yin Ding was a little worried, with hesitation in his tone.

"What's wrong? You've seen it. The Minister of Rites is a tough guy. He doesn't know how to do it. When he gets on the beheading platform, he will be either a left prime minister or a left prime minister."

"Will the person behind him still jump out to clear the left prime minister's name?"

"Yin Ding, don't worry about it. Why was Dongwei established? Isn't it just to eradicate dissidents for the emperor?"

"Think about it for yourself. After being tired for these few days, I want to take a warm nap."

Yin Ding looked at Feng Yi walking away, sighed on the spot, and left.

No one noticed that the eyelids of the Minister of Rites twitched twice at this moment.