My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 289
Liu Mingzhi was strangled by Song Yu and walked out of the Hall of Virtue and Government.

Originally, he wanted to ask the emperor to investigate Mr. Ding's mastermind behind the scenes, but Liu Mingzhi saw that the emperor seemed to be covering up the matter on purpose, so he had to suppress the doubts in his heart, so he handed Mr. Ding 1000 taels of silver bills on the spot. Let it go.

Du Chenghao, Tao Chenghua, Sun Wenhan, a Shangshu, and the two servants couldn't tell the location of their injuries because of their face. If they continued to fight, even though Liu Mingzhi would be severely punished, what happened today would sweep the capital tomorrow, even those who were close to him. Several places in the capital.

The majestic Minister of the Ministry of Officials was picked peaches by monkeys, and there was a thousand-year killing.The two servants on the left and right were also stolen peaches. Once this matter fermented, it would be a shame to the officials.

The shame that cannot be washed away by pouring out the water of the Yellow River.

The later officials of the official department only knew that their bosses were knocked down to the ground, but they didn't know how to knock them down. Originally, the officials of the official department wanted to plead for the boss's life, but they had to stop their thoughts under the eyes of the boss.

With a new imperial decree pinned to his waist, Liu Mingzhi was strangled by his uncle and walked on the school grounds of the palace.

"Bastard, it's a good thing that you just beat up a small principal. If you really fight with Lord Du, the emperor will have no choice but to keep you."

Song Yu naturally also knew what happened to the officials. He didn't blame Liu Mingzhi for not knowing the seriousness. Common sense.

Besides, there are many strange things about the imperial decree. It seems that the emperor is also deliberately covering up something. Song Yu has to worry: "Boy, did the seal on the imperial decree really disappear like you said?"

"Of course it's fake. The cinnabar is dissolved in water so that no traces can be seen. There is clearly no trace of a seal on it."

Song Yu stroked his beard and thought, "Could it be that the imperial decree has been replaced by someone else? Someone planned to frame you for forging the imperial decree, but why does His Majesty admit that this imperial decree is true?"

"Uncle, could it be King Qing's fault? My nephew has sinned against him alone since he came to Beijing. Does Your Majesty intend to exclude King Qing from this matter?"

Song Yu glanced at Dezhengdian hesitantly and shook his head: "He doesn't have the guts yet, but it doesn't rule out that he jumps over the wall in a hurry, but he wants to kill you just by asking him to kneel down a few times at my house, which is a little bit inappropriate. It's in line with common sense."

"Uncle, do you think His Majesty forgot to stamp the great seal?"

"Of course not. His Majesty has been in power for 26 years. Thousands of copies of the imperial decree have been circulated. There has never been a mistake. I think there is something else wrong. You should keep a low profile these days. They won't let things go so easily for the officials. of."

"Yes, my nephew knows. My nephew is just worried about one thing. Is the forgery of the imperial decree intentional or accidental? I don't know if my nephew can't sleep or eat well."

"There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. If you don't understand something, just be on guard. Don't think too much. Go back first. The people in your family must be in a hurry."

"Humph"

"Humph"

"Humph"

Du Chenghao, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, led the way and passed by, all staring at Young Master Liu and sneering coldly. Liu Mingzhi knew that he was no match for them, so he smiled resentfully and turned his head away.

"Bah." Song Yu spat on the ground: "What, didn't you just hit a small boss? Why are you so protective of the calf? I don't know why you beat an old man like Du Chenghao. If he didn't protect you so much Duzi, will something like this happen today? I don’t know how to reflect on myself, and I’m really going back as I live.”

Young Master Liu muttered next to Song Yu with an unnatural expression: "Uncle, you have to keep this matter a secret from me. The Minister of the Ministry of Officials is afraid that this matter will be spread, so he dare not say that I beat him in front of His Majesty. If it spreads out, it must be endless hatred."

Song Yu was able to stuff an egg into his mouth, and looked at the unnatural Minister of the Ministry of Officials who was walking in front of him with a strange look, and slapped Liu Mingzhi on the head: "You also know that if you spread it, you will never die, and if you don't spread it, you will not die." It won't stop."

"Didn't my little nephew be red-eyed at the beginning, and his head was almost chopped off? This would happen to anyone, and I didn't expect that it would be the leader who rushed out. In my little nephew's perception, leaders are all It was the one who shrank in the back, and the three of them who once thought that they would come out all at once were incredible characters."

Song Yu sighed helplessly: "You boy, please be blessed. The matter of Chunwei is probably a big ordeal for you."

Song Yu's worry is not unreasonable. It's not a big deal. First, he offended the officials who presided over the Qiuwei imperial examination, and it was the kind of offending to death. Is it okay?

"Oh, uncle, I want to go back to Jiangnan."

"Back to the south of the Yangtze River, do you believe that your father can strip you?"

Liu Mingzhi struggled and took a deep breath: "I believe, the old man will definitely do it, but I really don't blame me for this matter. Now we can only start from the imperial decree, but where should we start?"

"Don't be confused, His Majesty seems to want to dispel the matter of this imperial decree, why should you provoke it again!"

"This, my nephew understands."

PS: There is another update at nine o'clock.

(End of this chapter)