After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me." Pei Jiaoran said warmly.

Qingyue's voice echoed in the hall. Pei Jiaoran raised his head and looked at Emperor Wei with burning eyes. She is wearing a scarlet armband with half-arms wrapped around branches, and underneath is a snow-white middle coat. It seemed a bit out of place among the crowd of people wearing purple clothes.

Emperor Wei on the throne raised his eyes and met the eyes of the young courtier in front of him. But just for a moment, he lowered his eyes. He knew that this was the ladder Pei Jiaoran handed him.

"I once told you, 'Clouds are in the blue sky and water is in bottles'. You people can both be clouds and water, so you should perform your own duties." Emperor Wei held Zhang Rang's hand and walked up the stairs. Down. Walking step by step towards the entrance of the palace, "Yuan Rui, who is at fault, who is innocent, and who can be forgiven. I know it in my heart, and you also know it in your heart. Don't always think about catching each other's fault, and look at the court more often. It’s a matter of the bureau. This court cannot survive without anyone.”

"I am guilty." Jia Gonglu was the first to kowtow in apology, and the others followed suit.

The courtiers, who had been calm before, all knelt on the ground to apologize. Emperor Wei stood in front of the Zhumen with his hands behind his back, not knowing what he was thinking.

I don't know how long I was stuck in the silence, but someone asked: "Your Majesty, Yuan Rui's crime..."

Without looking back, Pei Jiaoran figured out who the voice came from. He is the minister of Zhongshu. Yuan Rui is dead, and any pursuit of charges will suppress one party's political aspirations. But after all, Yuan Rui violated the royal etiquette. If he is not investigated, it is equivalent to treating the country's laws as if they are nothing. Pei Jiaoran knew that once Emperor Wei convicted Yuan Rui, how much resentment would arouse among the poor families. And with the court's current prestige, this is not a good thing.

The only thing that can be done is to make Yuan Rui's death worthwhile, and to use a dazzling false name to block Youyou's mouth. Let the latecomers ignore the warnings of their predecessors in exchange for bloodshed and sacrifice, and join in this one after another.

As for her... all she can do is stand by and absorb the afterglow of the victims to accumulate political capital that can overwhelm her political opponents.

The rain outside the palace seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and Emperor Wei had no intention of looking back. When the column passed across a corner of the sky, the skylight leaked into the Wude Hall, like the ferocious figure of a demon. Pei Jiaoran took a deep breath and took off the turban on his head.

"Your Majesty, this is what I told Yuan Rui. 'Everyone should have one or two wisdoms to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.' Now that he is dead, I am also responsible. I would like to resign from the post of Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. I only hope that your Majesty will forgive Yuan Rui's crime and return him. Clear your name." Pei Jiaoran's voice was understated, as if what she was resigning was not a chief officer, but a minor official. The reason for resigning was also because of guilt.

Emperor Wei turned his head and stared at Pei Jiaoran, trying to find a trace of trouble in this important minister. However, he saw nothing, and the thick fog that had previously enveloped her disappeared. The vortex hidden under her calm skin was hidden in the abyss, leaving only endless darkness.

He suddenly felt that he had never seen through this ambitious minister. She never concealed her ambition from him. But now he felt that the more this happened, the less he could touch what she really wanted.

He was even thinking, was she really just seeking the position of Zhongshu Ling?

"Why does Pei Qing need to resign because of this? Furthermore, even if you want to resign, you cannot ignore the outline." Emperor Wei withdrew his gaze, turned and walked to the throne, "Send the resignation form according to the system and hand it over to the political hall for discussion. Then make a decision. ."

"Here." Seeing that Emperor Wei was about to return to the throne, Pei Jiaoran smiled slightly, "I will abide by the law. I just hope that your majesty knows that although manpower is limited and heaven's way is endless, one person's blood can sometimes shake the sky."

Pei Jiaoran's last words were like thunder hitting Emperor Wei's heart, and she could still clearly understand his worries. Point out exactly how things should end. Poor families, noble families, and imperial power are all involved. No matter who is dealt with, there will only be the worst possible outcome. The leader of a poor family is like Jia Gonglu. If he cannot protect his followers, he will fall apart, and the family will be blamed for harming the poor family. As a bystander, the imperial power will not gain any benefits. When the balance between poor families is broken, the situation in the court will only become more chaotic. The best way is to let Yuan Rui's death end in this gorgeous palace, and everything ends here.

She used Yuan Rui's blood to forge her loyalty, but he still noticed the selfishness hidden in it. She did not want Yuan Rui's death to drag down her political ambitions. Her selfishness is also the publicity that he cannot refuse. She is only twenty-four years old, but she has already penetrated the core of the power game and understands the corruption of power. While cherishing feathers, he greedily absorbs any political feedback he can get.

Emperor Wei turned his eyes to look at the prince and said in a calm voice, "Yuan Rui posthumously presents it to the imperial censor. The rest of the honors will be in accordance with the funeral ceremony of the prince. The prince will take care of all the burial matters."

"Here."

The emperor's order was issued, and soon the Shence Army took away Yuan Rui's body, while the servants came in to clean it. The blood stains on the floor gradually disappeared under the erosion of water, becoming invisible and traceless. Just like Yuan Rui, what remains in the history books is just a cursory brushstroke. Those who came later would not examine in detail why he died, but only regretted that he died young. Only those who witness will learn from this.

"Since Pei Qing is not guilty, there is no need to go back to the Yushitai. Go home and rest."

After speaking, Emperor Wei on the throne waved his hand tiredly, stood up and held Zhang Rang's hand to leave. All the ministers looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, and sent the king off respectfully.

Now that the king has left, all the ministers have also left.

Just now it was Yuan Rui who was out of tune with them, this time it was Pei Jiaoran and Zhu Zi's turn to be at odds with each other.

Just as Pei Jiaoran was about to step out of the Suzaku Gate, Cui Shao's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Pei Shangshu."

Hearing that Cui Shao still called her with the official title of Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Pei Jiaoran raised his lips and paused in his steps.

"Why should Pei Shangshu do this? Yuan Rui's death is not a pity, and wouldn't it be great if his death can bring down Jia Gonglu?" Cui Shao looked at Pei Jiaoran and said warmly: "I lost my future because of Yuan Rui alone. Is it worth it?"

Pei Jiaoran said coldly, "Yuan Rui's death will not bring down Jia Gonglu. And I may not ruin my great future because of his death." As if thinking of something, she raised her eyes, "Some things are not worth it, but It depends on the results.”

"Is it possible that Pei Shangshu can survive from a desperate situation?" Cui Shao asked in surprise.

The heavy rain has stopped at this moment, and the sky is clear after the rain. The spring sun fell on the two of them through the gaps in the clouds, like a spring bath. However, Chunze disappeared as soon as Yuan Rui's blood was wiped away.

"Human wisdom is not as powerful as heaven, but red blood can still recommend Xuanyuan. Cui Gong, Yuan Rui's blood cannot bring down Jia Gonglu, but his sincerity is enough to make heaven and earth weep." Pei Jiaoran glanced sideways at Cui Shao and smiled contemptuously, "You Your idea is not wrong, it’s just that you didn’t make a good move. I want to make a wedding dress for others."