The king will never go to court

Chapter 172 Chapter 171: The court meeting

The boy was just sluggish at first, but now seeing the man in front of him hugging him and howling, he was so frightened that he kept struggling outward, trying to break free from his father's hands completely.

"This child is Zhang Baiming's son, and his mother is dead." Lu He glanced at Zhang Baiming, hesitated for a moment, and still told the truth.

"When the Kyoto government got the news, they sent a team of guards to a very secret house in Heping Lane in the south of the city. If they arrived late, I'm afraid that both mother and son would die on the spot."

"It's the most chaotic place in Kyoto. There are not only Jianghu warriors, but also low-level gangsters. But for various reasons, the adults present must have heard of this place."

In Heping Alley, there are more than a dozen rivers and lakes gangs entrenched in it, and they are all hired by nobles to do some gray things.

"Why, how is it possible?!" Zhang Baiming lost all vitality and sat on the ground slumped, with tears in his eyes, completely ignoring his son's struggle, and hugged him forcefully in his arms, for fear of losing him again.

"They promised, promised me, to"

"Zhang Baiming!" Seeing that Zhang Baiming was going to continue his "nonsense", Minister of the Ministry of War stepped forward and said coldly, "Now the child is the most important thing, you have to take good care of the son in your arms."

Although it was a comforting word, to Zhang Baiming's ears, it sounded like he was using his own son to continue threatening him.

Zhang Baiming turned his head, looked at the Minister of the Ministry of War wearing a scarlet and purple robe, and said angrily, "My wife is dead, and I only hope that my son can live safely. Can't you give me a way out?"

Recalling the past at Zhang Laozaifu's mansion, Zhang Baiming chatted and laughed with the court ministers, personable, polite, and family demeanor.

But today, in the Tai Chi Hall, in order to ask for a way out for his son, he kowtowed to all the officials in the hall, crying and crying.

Lu He hesitated for a moment, walked forward, patted Zhang Baiming who was still excited, and comforted him, "Don't worry, you will be fine, we will hand over your son to you."

Zhang Baiming didn't know if he recalled something terrible, hugged his son tightly, let him cry in his arms, and kept a distance from Lu He and other officials in the capital.

"I think it was you servants from the Kyoto Prefecture who murdered Zhang Baiming's wife, and frightened his son like this. It was just to make Zhang Baiming bite maliciously!" Another second man in a scarlet and purple robe The product official stepped out of the train and yelled at Lu He angrily.

Lu He ignored the accusation of the second-rank official, but looked down at Zhang Baiming's eyes quietly, with a calm expression and a very peaceful voice, and said slowly, "Your son is like this now, as long as he gets treatment, It should be curable as before. Are you sure that the people behind the scenes will help you now?"

Before the Great Court Meeting, Lu Zhongliang made a special trip to the capital to check on the boy's injuries, and then a stream of inner breath slowly entered the boy's body, calming the flustered mind.

"It is a human tragedy to see my mother die in front of me in order to protect me."

Lu He recalled that they just broke into that courtyard. If Mu Ziyue hadn't sent a second-rank expert to accompany him, everyone would have been lost there.

"You are the bait they threw out. I thought you would successfully drag King Wu into the water, and then get rid of your wife." Lu He said in a calm tone, as if he was telling Zhang Baiming a very ordinary matter.

But Zhang Baiming listened, the anger and grief in his eyes became more apparent, and the anger in his heart continued to burn.

But when he thought of that night again, when the entire Zhang Mansion was engulfed in flames, only a few of them, the collateral descendants, survived.

He was discouraged in an instant, and the courage he had just summoned was exhausted again.

Just when Zhang Baiming was vacillating left and right, the smile on Mu Ziyue's face became brighter, and he suddenly clapped his hands and laughed, "Very good, very good. The mansion of a dignified minister was reduced to ruins overnight. The surviving clansmen are still so frightened."

"Everyone, think about it. If one day such a thing happens to you, what will happen to your wives, daughters, children and grandchildren?"

"All the ministers in the palace are the pillars of our Gan country. Shouldn't we ask for an explanation for the whole clan of Zhang Lao Zaifu? Could it be that the sky in our Qian country is dark? Justice should not be late, let alone buried !"

The Zhang family was destroyed, and when he was the minister of the court, the children left behind suffered a human tragedy. His wife was killed and his son lost his soul.

"No, Mu Ziyue is trying to arouse the compassion in the hearts of the officials."

Hearing Mu Ziyue's righteous words, Minister of the Ministry of War "thumped" in his heart, knowing that something was wrong.Mu Ziyue wanted to use the death of Zhang Lao Zaifu's family to arouse fear in everyone's hearts.

At first, the six of them thought that Mu Ziyue was going to attack the palace through Zhang Baiming.Unexpectedly, Mu Ziyue made a move here.

"This is to use the family behind each minister as a threat. Emperor Qian can threaten the ministers with the death of Zhang Zaifu's family. King Wu can also use the family behind the ministers to threaten the ministers in turn."

"Everyone is fighting with each other, just to see who can beat who!"

As soon as Mu Ziyue said a word, all the ministers in the hall felt a chill run down their spines.

Because this kind of blatant threat was uttered from the mouth of the current Zaifu, it really surprised everyone, and they were also terrified.

"Zhang Baiming, you are not the only survivor in Zhang's house. If you are unwilling to tell the truth today, I don't mind sending you back to Zhang's house."

Hearing Mu Ziyue's words, Zhang Baiming was extremely disappointed. He didn't expect that all the ministers in the palace wanted to persecute him like this.

He looked at the executives such as the six ministers and the minister, hoping to get a promise from them.

Just a promise can give Zhang Baiming a sense of security at this time.But wherever he looked, even the ministers shook their heads helplessly.

"I wanted you to get involved with the King of Wu, but the matter was completely messed up. Even though I felt guilty and wanted to help the old Zaifu's family, the Emperor Qianhuang probably would not agree." The Minister of the Ministry of War looked at it with burning eyes. Zhang Baiming felt infinitely sad.

Although his title of Shangshu was conferred by Emperor Qian, if he hadn't been recommended by Zhang Yannian, he might not even be able to enter the Ministry of War.

Many ministers in the palace had the same experience, but at this moment they could only bow their heads silently.

But when the boy was taken to the main hall by the servants of the Kyoto Prefecture, things changed.

The Minister of the Ministry of War hated him so much that he really couldn't figure out why at this time, people from the Blackwater Division dared to attack Zhang Baiming's family.

Extremely disappointed, Zhang Baiming raised his head and cried loudly, protecting his son behind his back, and weeping in the direction of Mu Ziyue, "I can't say, our father and son died here today, I hope you can send a message , so that the rest of our Zhang family who are still alive can live well."

As he said that, he was about to pull out a waist knife from the waist of an officer on the side.

"Whoosh!"

A hidden arrow was shot from the window lattice of the side hall, and directly pierced into the gold brick in front of where Zhang Baiming was standing.

The tiny hidden arrows exude a cold light.

If Zhang Baiming hadn't gone to snatch the waist knife, I'm afraid the hidden arrow would have shot right through his back.

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