Rebirth: The little puppet emperor, tearing apart the regent with his own hands

Based on that confession, the gentleman was directly convicted without even a chance to defend himself.

Of course, even if he defended himself, he had no hope of surviving. Although many of them were fabricated by Zhang Liu, many of them were true.

A lie that is too false will not only be believed by no one, but the most important thing is that it will make people lose face.

You have to tell half the truth and half the lies to make it easier for people to accept.

That adult is not a good person. He has a lot of dirty things behind him, such as occupying land, using power for personal gain, etc.

Although these were not enough to kill him, he had violated Lord Yuwen's taboo, which was that civil servants and military generals colluded together, so he had to die.

After all, everyone knows everything about matters in the officialdom. Who is cleaner than whom? If we don't investigate you, we won't investigate you. If we really want to investigate, no one can escape. Once checked, we will be sure.

How can there be any true pure minister? A truly clean person cannot hang out in the officialdom, because no one can tolerate him.

Think about it for a moment, we are all greedy, but you are not greedy, what do you want to do? Are you holding back bad intentions and trying to deal with us?

Therefore, people like this are squeezed out before they can express their ambitions. Those who ended up with a better outcome were transferred to remote areas, while those who ended up with a bad outcome were simply killed for whatever reason.

So when Zhang Liu made a false confession to frame this gentleman, he didn't feel anything special in his heart, and the confession was very smooth.

Now what your Majesty means is to ask him to make a false confession?

Zhang Liu smiled helplessly. His mentality had indeed grown up with Lord Yuwen, and even the methods of punishing people were so similar.

As he spoke, Zhang Liu spread out the bamboo slips and picked up a pen to write the book.

Su Qing leaned against the wall with his arms folded, admiring the scenery outside the wall. He held a piece of dead grass in his mouth. The setting sun coated Su Qing's face with a golden glow, and his expression was tranquil and distant.

Yu Wenwen didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he could no longer be forced to do things he didn't like. The big stone that had been weighing on his heart for more than twenty lifetimes was finally beginning to move away.

At this moment, Su Qing was in an unprecedented mood, and there was even a smile on his lips.

He looked at the north with a calm expression, where not long ago there was a bloody battlefield. At this time, their Western Wei soldiers were cleaning the battlefield.

They have driven away the Huns. Although they have not killed them all, their vitality has been severely damaged after this battle. They will not be able to recover for less than twenty years.

Now, eight hundred miles from here to the north is their land of the Western Wei Dynasty.

Yu Wenzhang once ordered people to bury the corpses on the battlefield deep underground. As time goes by, the place will become a fertile soil.

When the time comes, we can circle an area to make a racecourse. Of course, we won't circle eight hundred miles to make a racecourse. That way the horses will be exhausted and they won't be able to finish the race.

Su Qing wants to plant the remaining land with wheat, soybeans and other cold and heat-resistant crops. The harvest next year will be good...

The frontier should not be so desolate. With land, there should be people. Su Qing thought of Lin City behind him...

Maybe we can introduce some decrees to attract people to come and reclaim wasteland?

Ah... Su Qing took a deep breath of fresh air. He hadn't been so happy for a long time, and for a while, he was still not used to it.

The sunset had slowly set while Su Qing was lost in thought. The chill came. Su Qing spat out the withered grass in her mouth. The outdoor exercise was over. It was still a little cold outside. It was time to go back.

Su Qing turned around, lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in. Zhang Liu was still thinking hard at the table.

Su Qing did not disturb him. He had asked Zhang Liu to find some books for him to pass the time. Zhang Liu turned around and asked people to move all the military books from his tent.

Su Qing took a bamboo slip from the edge of the desk and sat on the other side of the desk to read slowly by the candlelight.

Zhang Liu wrote his story and compiled his confession. Su Qing sat on the other side and read the military book. Neither of them disturbed the other.

Zhang Liu racked his brains and finally compiled a confession. He raised his head, which had been down for a long time, and rubbed his sore neck. Only then did he see Su Qing who was reading.

Under the flickering candlelight, His Majesty was holding a bamboo slip with a focused expression, looking at it slowly and rolling it up from time to time, looking very relaxed.

Zhang Liu had never seen His Majesty like this before. In his impression, His Majesty always had panic-stricken eyes and a frown on his face. He seemed to be living in fear.

Now His Majesty has completely changed. There is no panic in his eyes anymore, his expression is calm and peaceful, and his whole person exudes an aura of indifference from the inside out.

Zhang Liu sat next to His Majesty and looked at him, feeling that his heart also calmed down.

"What are you looking at?"

Suddenly a word came over, and Zhang Liu came back to his senses, only to realize that he had been distracted looking at His Majesty.

His Majesty had already put down the bamboo slips and was looking at him with a smile.

Zhang Liu coughed to cover up his discomfort, and he apologized: "It's a humble minister who is rude. I hope your majesty will forgive me..."

Su Qing said: "It's okay, I'm just a little curious. Is there something on my face? It actually stunned General Zhang Liu..."

Zhang Liu coughed again and remained silent. He could tell that His Majesty was teasing him this time, and if he answered the question again, there was no telling where His Majesty would dig a hole for him to jump into.

Just at this time, someone asked to be seen outside the camp. It was Zhang Liu's personal attendant. He brought tonight's dinner.

Zhang Liu immediately got up and went out to pick him up, thus ending this embarrassing topic.

After the two had dinner, Zhang Liu ordered someone to bring the prepared medicinal soup.

Before she even got close, Su Qing smelled a bitter smell.

Su Qing: "..."

Zhang Liu handed Su Qing a bowl and said, "Your Majesty, the doctor has ordered you to take medicine on time for three meals a day."

Su Qing frowned. He actually couldn't taste it, but looking at the dark medicinal soup, he couldn't help but think of the bitter feeling.

I don’t really want to drink it…

Zhang Liu handed it over without even blinking: "Your Majesty, drink it while it's hot. I'm afraid you'll have diarrhea if it gets cold."

Su Qing glanced at Zhang Liu and saw Zhang Liu's eyes full of encouragement. Su Qing was a little upset. He took it and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking, he frowned and put the medicine bowl on the table.

Zhang Liu watched His Majesty drink it honestly, his eyes filled with relief. Then, he walked up to Yu Wenwen with another bowl of medicinal soup, sat next to him, and fed Yu Wenwen into his mouth one spoon at a time.

Yu Wenwen was unconscious. The medicinal soup was not very easy to feed. Most of it flowed out and flowed along the corner of Yu Wenwen's mouth onto the pillow, making the pillow wet...