Outside the Supreme Court!
Zhang Chong's second son, Zhang Xun, was still kneeling there with his back straight.
It had been a few months. Many people said that he didn't need to kneel anymore. His filial piety was in place. He had already moved the world.
Zhang Chong in the prison also asked people to spread the word that he didn't need to kneel anymore. He could go back.
But Zhang Xun still knelt outside the Supreme Court on time every day after he was dismissed from the Censorate, accompanying his father to prison.
Many people said that Zhang Xun was really good at acting.
They knew that he was filial, but he didn't need to act like this. It was too much.
Zhang Xun smiled when he heard it.
Of course, acting skills were needed in the officialdom. But the Zhangs were all people with strength, not acting.
He came here every day to accompany his father, but it was definitely not to show how filial he was to the world.
He was showing it to the Monarch.
I knelt here every day like a statue. Over time, it became a topic, an impression.
That way, the Monarch wouldn't forget my father.
It was human nature to sympathize with the weak and pitiful.
Once the Monarch softened, his father would have a chance.
Of course, the Monarch was harsh and heartless. To soften his heart was like a foolish old man moving a mountain.
But he could persevere.
The most difficult time was over, and the weather was getting warmer.
He knelt and slept without any obstacles.
Today, when he was about to retire from the Imperial Censorate, the Imperial Censor Wang Cheng Li asked him to write a memorial to the throne, accusing the Black Tortoise Count Manor of failing to educate their son properly, resulting in Crown Prince Jin Mu Satoshi doing such a deranged thing, actually raping a weak commoner girl.
Zhang Xun was shocked. Something happened to Jin Mucong?
In fact, at that time, Jin Mucong hadn't been arrested by the Wannian county government.
Ridiculous, right?
Jin Mucong hadn't been arrested, and the so-called rape hadn't happened yet, but some big shots had already written a memorial to impeach the Kim family.
The Imperial Censor Wang Cheng Li said, "In terms of gratitude and grudges, no one has a deeper grudge than the one between your Zhang family and the Kim clan, so you have the most reason to write this memorial. We can make you the chief writer of the entire Censorate and let your impeachment be the first. This will let the Monarch know your loyalty. This will also be beneficial to your father. "
That meaning was very clear, it was for Zhang Xun to be the first bird.
After all, he had the most reason. The Jang family and the Kim clan were mortal enemies.
Zhang Xun bowed, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. Then, he went to kneel outside the Supreme Court.
The Imperial Censor Wang Cheng Ke said, "Be more decisive, be more intense. Only you are qualified to do so. I have high hopes for you."
Night!
Zhang Xun, who was kneeling outside, was hesitating whether he should write this impeachment memorial.
He definitely wouldn't stand out.
But when everyone wrote a memorial to impeach him, you didn't? This was also a type of bird that stood out.
Therefore, he definitely had to write it, but he had to write it plainly, so that he wouldn't stand out from the crowd.
In any case, the enmity between the Jang family and the Kim clan has already been resolved. My younger brother Zhang Jin's death has already made up for everything.
Just like that, he knelt on the ground and wrote a simple impeachment memorial. This was not his usual standard, it was extremely mediocre.
Late at night!
Flames lit up the sky.
"Where's the fire?"
The servant said, "It's … it's in the direction of the Holy Temple."
Zhang Xun said, "Go, go check it out. Don't pretend to put out the fire. Just ask from afar. Find out who was so bold as to actually pierce through the sky."
Moments later, the old servant of the Zhang family returned and said, "It's the Qiang warriors. Many people saw them. After burning the Holy Temple, they even urinated on it, sang and danced, and seemed to have gone mad! They've all been taken down. "
"The Qiang envoy?" Zhang Xun was stunned, and then his body trembled.
He thought of a few questions.
Who would benefit the most from the Qiang envoy burning the Holy Temple?
The Kim family.
Who would be the unluckiest? The Su family!
"Could this be Shen Lang's doing? H-he can't be that powerful, can he?"
Zhang Xun's scalp went numb.
"If that's the case, then … that's too heaven-defying."
He had only heard of Shen Lang before, but he had already sensed his soaring sword aura even before he had seen him in person.
Impressive, impressive.
We can't beat him, we can't beat him!
Fortunately, the Zhang family no longer has any enmity with him.
Thus, Zhang Xun tore the impeachment memorial of the Kim family into pieces. He was even worried, so he directly burned it.
He knelt on the ground and wrote a new memorial.
It spewed wildly!
He was in high spirits, and his sword aura soared into the sky. (Huh, why is it this word again?)
In short, he was a completely different person from the one that had just impeached the Kim family.
In this memorial, Zhang Xun had fully displayed the talent of the person ranked fifth in the Second Division.
Every word was filled with anger, passion, generosity, and heroism.
He wanted nothing more than to raise his Three-Foot Sword and kill the Qiang Kingdom.
He wanted to seek justice for the Monarch, for the world, and for the scholars.
… …
Before dawn, the censor, Wang Chengyi, had already woken up and washed up.
He had no choice. His position was very high-ranking, but he had to be poor.
It didn't matter if he was really poor or pretending to be poor, he had to show that he was poor.
The censor specialized in scolding people and picking on people's faults. Only those who were poor enough could have the right to criticize others.
Therefore, Lord Wang's house was quite far from the palace, and he had to wake up a lot earlier every day to rush to court.
How tiring.
The sky was still dark, and he had to get up.
After breakfast, Wang Chengyi carefully examined the impeachment memorial he had written.
There was no problem!
It was sharp enough, and could even be considered as vicious.
The angle from which he impeached the Kim family was very tricky.
The reason why Kim Musong would forcefully defile the innocence of an innocent woman wasn't entirely because the Kim Clan's discipline wasn't strict. Rather, it was because Kim Musong's heart was filled with an overweening spirit. Therefore, women were like grass in his eyes. Even in the capital, it was no exception.
His attitude towards women in the capital was exactly the same as in Xuanwu City.
What did this mean? Xuanwu usually gave him a domineering education. He only taught him to be the master, not to be a lowly subject.
His heart of disobedience had already been seen.
Of course, this censor's writing level was super high, and he wouldn't write so straightforwardly.
But that was what he meant.
In short, from the matter of Jin Mucong raping a woman, it could be seen that the Kim family had a rebellious intention.
Wasn't it awesome?
This free evaluation was even more fierce than the forums in the future.
There was no other way. This was what the censor wanted to do.
Even if it was a small matter, they could still blow him to the sky.
So did this Wang Chengyi have a personal grudge against the Kim family?
A little bit!
That day, the Monarch sent him to Xuan Wu Mansion to witness the Kim family handing over Wangya Island to the Yinyuan Association.
In the end, he was slapped in the face by Shen Lang.
Uncle Wang Ningqi could barely smile, but Wang Chengyi couldn't smile either.
Who was he?
He was the censor.
He was responsible for scolding people and slapping their faces.
Now, he was slapped in the face.
Of course, the slap from the Kim family was aimed at the Yinyuan Association, but it affected my face.
Sigh! Shen Lang's slap in the face also had a splash effect.
So once this censor seized the opportunity, he would definitely scold the Kim family to death.
Of course, he knew in his heart that this memorial would not bring any substantial harm to the Kim family at all.
Now, the one who was most worried about forcing the Kim family to rebel was the Monarch.
At most, they could only block Kim Zhuo's path to becoming a Marquis.
"Let's go!"
The censor ordered.
Then, he took a sedan chair to the palace.
Even if his home was far away, it was a little early to set off.
But there was no other way. He was the censor, responsible for impeaching scolding people.
So he had to rush to the palace in advance to unify the will again.
Had all the censors written impeachment memorials?
Were they written enough?
Was there anyone who was up to no good?
This had to be checked in advance.
After ensuring that there were no mistakes, he would play it up in a neat and fierce manner.
He must create the condemnation of the people, and the effect that the Kim family could not tolerate.
This was a battle, and he, the censor, was the commander of the battle.
There was no other way. Who told the Kim family to have no foundation in the court?
To put it bluntly, forcing the Kim family to rebel was something that the Monarch was worried about, not us officials, not us group of censors.
The censor's accusation was to scold people. If there were conditions, he would scold people. If there were no conditions, he would create conditions to scold people.
Sitting in the sedan chair, Wang Chengyi was slightly proud.
The Kim family won against Zhang Chong in Xuanwu City. It looked awe-inspiring, but in the capital, there was no sense of existence.
They were completely in a marginal position of power.
A remote and desolate place.
You, Xuanwu, can only blame your bad luck.
The Su clan used a knife against you, and we just added fuel to the fire.
Next, the impeachment memorials flew into the palace like snowflakes.
In the court, all the officials impeached the Kim family together.
A big scene, just thinking about it made people excited.
However, at this moment, the sedan chair outside stopped, and there was a huge noise.
What's going on?
It's not even dawn yet? Why is it so noisy?
"What's wrong? Don't meddle in other people's business, continue to move forward. "The censor said.
The warrior outside said, "Your Excellency, the Holy Temple was burned."
"What?" The censor almost jumped up.
The Holy Temple was burned?
Who? Who had the courage?
This was the Holy Temple of the officials of the world.
The God of the Eastern civilization was enshrined there.
That was the belief of the scholars of the world.
No matter who burned it, the nine generations of the person must be executed.
This, this was piercing the sky!
Then, the censor Wang Chengyi was overjoyed.
This … could this be done by Shen Lang?
That's great!
Then he would die for sure.
The Kim family was finished!
This was the Holy Temple, an absolute political taboo. Whoever touched it would be finished.
The royal family was no exception.
"Who burned it? Who burned it? "
"Go find out, hurry up and find out!"
"See if it has anything to do with Shen Lang."
A moment later, the warrior returned.
"It was a warrior from the Qiang diplomatic mission who burned it. He was caught drunk and even urinated in the fire."
"Not only that, but he also said that it was a good fire!"
Immediately, a wave of anger rushed towards the Imperial Censor Wang Chengke's Divine Sense.
Bastard!
The Qiang people deserve to be hacked to pieces.
You didn't burn it earlier or later, but at this time of all times.
Are you the reinforcements sent by the Kim family? How could you cooperate so well?
Now it's all over!
The sky has been pierced.
For the next few days, no one would do anything else. They would just focus on this matter and spit it out.
This was equivalent to digging up the ancestral graves of the officials.
On average, the censor would be disqualified if he submitted less than ten memorials.
As for Jin Mucong's rape case.
There was no hope of submitting any more memorials within ten days.
Who would dare to impeach Jin Mucong at this time? His political enemies would immediately jump out and say, "What are you trying to do?
Are you trying to divert attention? Are you trying to share the burden with the Qiang Kingdom?
These beasts can destroy our ancestral temple and our gods! "
"Go home, go home, hurry up …"
The censor Wang Chengyi said angrily.
Then, he looked at the memorials impeaching the Kim family.
It was written so well! He had poured his heart and soul into it! It took him more than four hours to write it out!
It wouldn't take long.
Next, he had to think of a memorial to criticize the Qiang envoy.
It had to be impassioned, as if he wanted to perish together with the Qiang King.
Therefore, he had to be filled with anger so that the memorial would be murderous and painful.
But the censor Wang Chengyi was not angry.
Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of excitement when his ancestral temple was burned.
It was like watching someone else's house on fire when he was a child.
… …
Marquis Su Nan slept for a full six and a half hours
Then, he woke up in a good mood.
He raised his head and looked down.
It was amazing that he could still hold up the sky at this age.
He glanced at the graceful beauty beside him and wanted to have a go at it.
But he couldn't. There were still two days before the next one.
The most important thing to do was to know how to restrain one's desires.
He chanted a few calming mantras to make it go dormant.
Then, Marquis Su Nan began to wash up.
He didn't have to do it himself.
He didn't have to wash his face and teeth.
He didn't have to do it himself.
He didn't have to do it himself after going to the toilet.
He had to use a very soft cotton cloth to wipe his butt. He had to wet it before wiping it. It couldn't be the slightest bit irritating to the skin.
And the water temperature had to be just right. It couldn't be too high or too low.
If the water temperature was too high, it would irritate the anus when wiping his butt. There would be a feeling that he hadn't exhausted himself.
If the water temperature was too low, it would cause anal contractions.
Moreover, each piece of soft cotton cloth could only be used once.
And each basin of warm water could only be used once.
Finally, he finished washing up.
He began to eat breakfast. It looked simple, but it was an extremely exquisite and expensive breakfast.
Of course, he still had to eat his own food. He couldn't let others feed him. What if someone poisoned him?
Su Jianting said, "Father, everything has been settled. Next, the civil and military officials will impeach the Kim clan. They will definitely be able to stop him from being made a marquis. The court will be very lively today. "
Su Nan didn't react.
Su Jianting said, "This Jin Zhuo is really like a turtle. He only knows how to hide in his shell and never leaves his territory. It's useless even if he gets Raging Tide City. He'll always be on the fringes of power and has no foundation in the court. So, once something happens, everyone will hit him while he's down. "
Su Nan still didn't react, but he was quite proud of himself.
Su Yong said, "How is he like Master? He holds land and a private army in his left hand, and holds great power in the court with his right. He even monopolizes the Qiang Nation's political resources. His influence is so great that countless officials will tremble with a single sneeze."
Su Nan said, "The Kim family is interesting. The talented ones have no ambitions, while the ambitious ones have high ambitions but little talent. It's a pity that they didn't die this time after taking Raging Tide City. The court's attack on him today is only to stop him from being made a marquis. "
Su Yong said, "Although Jin Mucong won't die, he'll still lose a layer of skin. As for Shen Lang? His fate will only be worse. Too many people can't tolerate him. Jin Zhuo wants to be made a marquis? He wants to be on equal footing with Master? That's just wishful thinking and daydreaming! "
Su Nan said, "How are the Qiang envoys?"
Su Yong said, "They're still the same. They cause some trouble every day."
"It's fine. The more domineering they are, the better it will be for us," Marquis Su Nan said.
Su Jianting said, "Father, can we use the Qiang warriors to harm Shen Lang? That way, Xuanwu will be too far away, and the Monarch will be happy to see it happen. Even if we don't kill him, we'll castrate him. "
Marquis Su Nan didn't agree, nor did he object.
"The Qiang Nation is like a sharp sword if used well. It's the same for enemies, but we have to use it well. If we do, we can definitely deal a fatal blow to Shen Lang!"
At that moment.
A samurai rushed in from the outside.
"Marquis, bad news, bad news!"
Marquis Su Nan frowned.
What did he mean by bad news?
Su Yong stepped forward and slapped him across the face.
"How dare you make a fuss in front of the Marquis? Even if the sky falls, the Su clan will be able to withstand it. "
The warrior hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately. "Yes, I was wrong, I was wrong."
Su Yong said, "What is it? Speak! "
The warrior said, "The Sacred Temple has been burned!"
Su Nan's eyes widened. He was first shocked, then delighted, and then changed.
Could it be …
He had the intuition of a fox, and he immediately sensed a conspiracy.
Su Yong said, "Who burned it?"
The warrior said, "The warriors of the Qiang Nation burned it. They didn't escape after burning it, but instead, they peed on the fire and sang and danced. They were all caught on the spot."
Bang!
Su Nan's expression changed drastically.
The porcelain bowl in his hand was smashed to pieces.
His body trembled slightly!
His face lost all color in an instant.
Su Jianting's eyes widened in disbelief. He shouted, "Are these wolves crazy? Was he crazy? Even if they're crazy, they shouldn't drag the Su clan down with them, right? Where are the servants who were watching the Qiang Nation's envoy? Are they all dead? Don't they know how to stop them? "
A moment later, Su Jianting was still furious.
However, Marquis Su Nan calmed down and said, "Get me another bowl of porridge."
Another bowl of porridge was brought over.
As usual, Su Nan ate carefully and stopped when he was about seventy percent full.
Then, he drank a bowl of milk! Of course, this was human milk!
"We've been tricked," Su Nan said.
Su Jianting said, "Father, what do we do now? Immediately draw a line with these Qiang people? "
Su Nan said, "If you want to enjoy the sharpness of a sword, you have to bear the consequences of accidentally cutting yourself. There's no use being angry. I'll go to the Monarch right now to ask for forgiveness and accept their blackmail! "
Then, Su Nan stood up. His body was as straight as a javelin and as powerful as a mountain.
"Cough, cough, cough …"
He coughed a few times in a very realistic manner.
Then, he bent his waist and hunched his back. His pupils dilated slightly, his lips drooped slightly, and his neck tilted slightly.
Suddenly, he seemed to have aged more than ten years.
From a valiant man in his prime, he had turned into a frail old man.
He staggered out of the room and boarded a palanquin, heading to the palace to ask for forgiveness.
However, when he walked in the room, he walked with a majestic gait, each step filled with power.
… …
Inside the palace!
The Monarch roared, "Ning Yan, did this have anything to do with you?"
Princess Ning Yan stood stubbornly and refused to kneel. "I was angry that the Qiang people were bullying our people, so I went to teach them a lesson. I had nothing to do with their burning of the sacred temple."
The king said, "A few days ago, they killed the citizens of Yue. You didn't go earlier or later, but you just had to go last night. What a coincidence!"
Princess Ning Yan said, "Yes, what a coincidence!"
The Monarch said, "Also, the burly women who accompanied the Qiang people to drink last night were all your female warriors. They've all disappeared. Don't treat others like fools."
Princess Ning Yan said, "I'll just treat myself like a fool."
The Monarch was so angry that his hair stood on end.
Then, his voice became gloomy and cold as he said word by word, "Does this matter have anything to do with Shen Lang?"
"No!" Ning Yan said, "Everything has nothing to do with him. I did everything. It has nothing to do with him."
The Monarch narrowed his eyes. "You … you slept with him?"
The Angry Tiger Princess Ning Yan almost jumped up. "How is that possible? How is that possible? I treated him like a brother! "
The Monarch closed his eyes. "How did I give birth to such a foolish daughter like you?"
The Monarch knew almost immediately that Shen Lang had cured Ning Yan, but he did not say anything.
His gaze turned cold.
Shen Lang, you're just a mere son-in-law, yet you actually dare to make use of my daughter?
Are you not afraid of death?
And at that moment.
A eunuch knelt outside. "Your Majesty, the Fifth Prince has brought Shen Lang outside the palace to seek an audience with Your Majesty. He said that he wants to apologize."
Then.
Another eunuch also knelt outside. "Your Majesty, Marquis Su Nan is outside the palace to seek an audience with Your Majesty. He wants to apologize!"
The Monarch was so angry that he laughed.
Alright!
Two groups of people are here to apologize!
"Bring Shen Lang in to see me!"
"As for Su Nan, let him continue to kneel!"
… …
Note: The second update is here. I will continue writing the third update! It will still be very late. Don't wait. Wait until tomorrow morning! When can I adjust? I don't want to be like this! Sob sob sob!
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