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Although it is getting late, the sky is still gray and oppressive, just like the memorial hidden in the bosom, the prison car arriving at the capital, everything is concealed under the calm appearance, but quietly gestating a storm There was an uproar.

With the support of the chief eunuch, Lan Xuan slowly sat down on the luxurious gilt dragon chair, her white jade hands were placed between the armrests carved with dragon heads, and her long and narrow phoenix eyes softly looked down from the seat. Like water, there seems to be a gorgeous halo flowing quietly in it.

As dull as ever, everyone lowered their heads in self-concern. Wherever the regent's sharp eyes looked, there was a terrifying silence.

Just when everyone thought they were going to stand still for a while and then retreat without incident, a vigorous figure walked in against the morning light outside the hall. A dazzling halo formed around the edge of the armor.

"Your Majesty, I have something important to report." Chu Xiao slowly stood still in the middle of the hall, glanced at Lan Zheng who was standing obliquely in front of him, then lowered her eyes and knelt down on one knee, holding up a stack of memorials Looking over his head, he said respectfully, "In the early morning of this morning, the Secretary of Civil Affairs suddenly went into the water. The subordinates have already found out that it was caused by a deacon secretly burning the memorial indoors, and using the fire improperly."

He raised his head and looked at Lan Xuan, with a trace of certainty in his eyes: "In his room, five urgent memorials handed over by Zhao Jianyong, the governor of Ping'an County, were also seized. There are three people who handled these memorials. Arrest and bring to justice. Since this matter is of great importance, this subordinate is here to ask His Majesty to make a decision."

"Bring it up."

Lan Xuan tilted his head slightly, and the chief eunuch walked into the hall knowingly, took the memorial with both hands and bowed to Lan Xuan.

The atmosphere in the hall instantly dropped to freezing point, except for the slight sound of Lan Xuan flipping through the memorial, there was a complete silence.

Lan Zheng's gaze was piercingly cold, lingering on Chu Xiao like Ling Chi, the slightly upturned corner of his mouth curled into a sneer, as if mocking his ignorance of current affairs, and finally stood on the opposite side of him.

"Zhao Jianyong said in the scriptures that the four counties in the south of the Yangtze River were flooded, and the imperial court allocated [-] yuan for relief, but in the end, Li Shouhong, the governor of the south of the Yangtze River, and Cheng Ao, the king of Zhennan, were so greedy that there was no food for the disaster relief, and starvation was everywhere. The people are full of grievances. Now there are disaster victims riots in many places, and they are likely to intensify, but the king of Zhennan is afraid that things will be revealed and he is absconding with money..." Lan Xuan closed the last book in his hand with a "snap" and threw it in front of him On the gilded table with carved dragons, he frowned and said, "What do you love?"

"Commander Chu." Lan Zheng walked into the hall, looked in Chu Xiao's direction with his hands behind his back, his deep voice carried a bit of innate coercion, "Is there any evidence for the private collection of memorials?"

"The evidence is solid." Chu Xiao nodded expressionlessly, and looked back at him calmly, "The person who burned the memorial took the stolen goods from his own residence, and there were no fewer than ten imperial guards present. The other two were private The accomplice who hid the important memorial has already signed and pledged it, and if the regent has any doubts, he can review it at any time."

"No need." Lan Zheng snorted unhappily, and simply stopped looking at him, but turned his head to Lan Xuan with a frown and said in a deep voice, "But the matter in the four counties in the south of the Yangtze River is too strange. The implications are serious, and I request that the case be presided over, the evidence must be strictly examined, and the matter will be thoroughly investigated."

"Uncle Huang wants to try this case himself?" Lan Xuan's eyes froze slightly, and he looked at Lan Zheng with some hesitation, and the fingertips on the armrest were quietly clenched into his palm, faintly betraying his uneasiness.

"Brother Emperor, I think it's not wrong for Uncle Regent to preside over this matter." Lan Jing stood up from the team, glanced at Lan Zheng with raised eyebrows, and saluted Lan Xuan respectfully, "Now The matter is full of turmoil in the four counties in the south of the Yangtze River, and the royal family must have a personal trial to show that the court attaches great importance to this matter. The lack of talent and learning of the ministers cannot take on this important task, and I also want to elect the Regent Uncle Wang as the presiding judge of the case."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the surroundings. Everyone knew that Lan Jing and Lan Zheng had been at odds for many years, but now for some reason, they would ask for an order for Lan Zheng in court?