Time is slow

   Chapter 671 Release from Prison

  Shao Mingyuan saw the silver armor and silver helmet in front of him, as well as the red cloak, and his heart was heavy.

   He had expected this day to come.

   This month is the season of lack of connection for the people of the northern region, and it is even more difficult for the northern Qi people to live by robbing the people of the Daliang border.

   During the seven years he was in the Northland, this month was the fiercest time of the battle. The Northern Qi people's fear of him dropped to a freezing point at this stage, and every confrontation was red-eyed.

   In the spring of last year, he led his army to recapture Yancheng and retreated to the north of Alan Mountain in fear of fighting the Tartars. The Tartars had been honest for a year, but it was too long for them. Moreover, he has suppressed the Tartars for many years, and their annual looting battles can't get much benefit. It can be said that the life of the Northern Qi people is very sad.

   In his expectation, the Tartars who have been dormant for a year at this time of the year will definitely make moves, especially once the news of his imprisonment reaches the north, those mindless Tartars will have no scruples.

   They don't think that this action will bring their mortal enemy back to light, for them, the most important thing is to eat the fat around their mouths.

   As long as he can fill his stomach now, he will be flooded in the future.

   This is Shao Mingyuan's understanding of the Northern Qi Tartars, and it is with this understanding that he is sure that he will not stay in prison for too long.

   But he still miscalculated a little, these Tartars were even more greedy than he expected, and they went to the suburbs of Beijing to **** them, so he was released so quickly.

   And this also means that many innocent people lost their lives in this catastrophe.

   He could foresee such a catastrophe, but he could not avoid it.

   Zhaozhao was right, he was never an immortal who saved suffering, but a mortal man with flesh and blood. Under the supremacy of imperial power, it is still difficult to protect itself, so how can you talk about defending the people?

   Jiang Yuanchao accompanied Wei Wuxie to announce the decree.

   "Fengtian, the emperor's edict said: Champion Hou Shao Mingyuan was originally the son of the criminal minister Helian Ting... This is the title of the champion Hou, who took charge of the expedition and made meritorious deeds. There must be no mistake, I respect this!"

  Wei Wuxie finished reciting the imperial decree, but saw Shao Mingyuan kneeling quietly, not making a sound.

   "Master Hou, accept the order." Wei Wuxie reminded.

   Shao Mingyuan said indifferently: "I have sins, and I dare not be the commander of the army."

   As soon as these words came out, Wei Wuxie's face changed suddenly, and even Jiang Yuanchao showed an incredible expression.

  Champion Hou is openly defying the decree and threatening the emperor!

  How dare he? How can he?

   Wei Wuxie's hand holding the imperial decree trembled slightly, staring at Shao Mingyuan's eyes.

  In the dimly lit cell, the young man was as tall and straight as a bamboo, and the haggard brought by the prison disaster could not affect his expression at all.

   Shao Mingyuan looked back at Wei Wuxie with his dark eyes.

  Why didn't he dare? Why not?

  The emperor has already given birth to the heart of killing him. Whether he is being slaughtered or openly resisting the decree, the emperor will always wait for the day when the rabbit will die and the dog will be cooked.

   As a courtier, all he can do is to become the one and only person, so that the emperor will never have the opportunity to treat him as an abandoned son.

   This is sad, but also helpless.

   Born to be a minister, so sad and helpless, he can only suppress this unwillingness by seeking justice for himself and his family.

   "Master Hou, do you know what you are doing?"

   Shao Mingyuan lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Eunuch Wei, I think I have made it very clear."

  Wei Wuxie glanced at Jiang Yuanchao, gritted his teeth and said, "Master Hou, please accept the order, our family can pretend that we didn't hear this."

  Shao Mingyuan raised his eyes and smiled slightly: "Thank you father-in-law for your kindness, but please submit the original words to the sage as soon as possible, after all, the people and the Tartars will not wait."

   "You—" Wei Wuxie saw Shao Mingyuan's expressionless face, knowing that he was determined, he sighed heavily, and went straight to the palace with the imperial edict.

   "What, the champion Hou Kangzhi?" Emperor Mingkang stood up abruptly.

  Wei Wuxie lowered his head and replied, "Champion Hou said that as the son of a criminal minister, Wu Yan led the troops in command."

  Emperor Kang was so angry that he was circling back and forth in the imperial study, which had just been repaired, and said furiously: "What a champion, how dare you take advantage of the fire and bargain with me! He is threatening me!"

  Lanshan and other important officials were too arrogant to say anything.

   Ming Kangdi flicked his sleeves, almost smashing the ministers in the face: "You said, shouldn't a **** like the champion be killed!"

   Everyone bowed their heads and said nothing.

   "Speak, should you kill?"

   When the ministers heard it, come on, the emperor was so angry, what else did they say, of course, they said it according to the emperor's intention, otherwise the champions won't lose their heads and don't know, their heads will fall first.

   "Should kill, kill!"

   "Wei Wuxie!" After hearing the response of the ministers, Emperor Kang of Ming suddenly stopped.

   "The slave is here."

"I have passed my will that since Champion Hou was imprisoned, I have cherished his talents and ordered Jiang Yuanchao, the commander of Jinlin Guard, to thoroughly investigate the case of Duke Zhenyuan twenty-one years ago, and it is now found that the letters between Duke Zhenyuan and King Su were not from In the hands of the Marquis of Zhenyuan, the case of Marquis Zhenyuan is really an unjust case, I think of the deceased person, and I am heartbroken, so I will posthumously call Marquis Zhenyuan the Duke of Zhenyuan, and it will not be hereditary…”

   Having said this, Emperor Ming Kang glanced at Lanshan lightly: "Shoufu Lanshan made a mistake in his impeachment. Although he was loyal to the king, he must not go unpunished. He is now fined for three years, and he went to Tianjing to apologize to the champion..."

  All the ministers: "..." What about the beheading? Your Majesty, you are so wrong, have you considered our feelings?

  Lanshan: "..." He really stepped on shit!

  Ming Kangdi is full of grievances: I don't want to, the champion Hou that little **** threatens me with Liang Jiangshan!

   For Emperor Kang, who pursued longevity and wished to sit on the dragon chair forever, any favorite and stubborn petty temper had to stand aside compared to Jiangshan.

  Shoufu Lanshan, who was nearly seventy years old, went straight to the prison with the help of two little eunuchs.

  Wei Wuxie arrived with a new imperial decree. Seeing the calm face of Shao Mingyuan, there was only conviction left in his heart.

  The Sacred Heart is unpredictable, and the life and death of a courtier is only in the mind of the emperor. Rather than thinking that he will be held accountable by the emperor one day in the future, the champion Hou Pofu Shenzhou took this opportunity to rehabilitate his family.

   After the new will was passed on, Shao Mingyuan calmly said: "My minister Shao Mingyuan accepts the order."

   He stood up, holding the imperial edict in one hand, and looked at Lanshan quietly.

  Lanshan tremblingly apologized to Shao Mingyuan, and Shao Mingyuan said expressionlessly: "Lan Shoufu doesn't have to do this. Lord Jiang, can this Marquis go out now?"

   He never wanted Lanshan's apology, but Lanshan's life!

  How can you be called a son of man if you don't repay the revenge of killing your father?

   "Master Hou, please, the war horse and your guards are already waiting outside." Jiang Yuanchao said lightly.

  Champion Hou was able to turn around in such a desperate situation, but he underestimated him.

   Shao Mingyuan bent down, took up the silver armor and put it on his body, with a belt loop around his waist, and put on a sterling silver helmet.

   Behind him, the red cape and the red tassel on the helmet swayed as he walked, and the people present silently followed.

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