The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 384 The ministers suppressed Qing Moyan, regardless of killing or burying

Qing Moyan and Ru Xiaonan returned to the capital first, the emperor specially sent his confidants to accompany him, and sent him to Dali Temple.

Changhen was also taken aback when he saw Qing Moyan being lifted from the car.

After going up to check the pulse, she knew what she was doing, and pretended to prepare the medicine, and went to decoct it herself.

The servant was worried, so he went to Changhen alone to inquire about Qing Moyan's injury.

Chang Hen fanned the medicine stove with a fan, shaking his head vigorously.

"No, no, Mr. Shaoqing used his internal strength, and now this is the attack of Gu poison. Fortunately, it was sent back in time, otherwise it would be miserable..."

Although the servant didn't know Qing Moyan's identity, but recently, he has seen all the emperor's care for Qing Moyan, so he was extra careful and arranged for the palace to send a lot of medicinal materials and supplements.

However, things did not calm down.

The news that the emperor was assassinated in the hunting ground spread quickly, and then someone revealed the inside story: the assassin went to assassinate not the emperor at all, but the Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

The emperor returned to the palace and brought Lord Qing Hou to him to identify the body of the murdered assassin.

How could the old master recognize it, kneeling on the ground and refusing to plead guilty.

All of a sudden, rumors were flying everywhere inside and outside the palace, all about Qing Moyan's identity.

There is no one who kisses his father and assassinates his son repeatedly, there is definitely something in it!
Sure enough, within a few days, the crown prince made an astonishing news when he left the court early.

The young lady of Zhishu Yushi's mansion accidentally rescued a person when she went out. She said that she escaped by chance after being chased and killed by someone sent by Lord Qing. Son, but a bastard that came from nowhere.

The emperor remained calm and wanted to suppress the matter, but the prince was well prepared and brought the man to the court.

The emperor had no choice but to meet the man in public.

It was a little old man in his 50s, wearing coarse clothes, and looked at the book.

The old man didn't know any rules, and he still had a dazed expression in front of the emperor.

The crown prince ordered him to reply to the emperor, and the old man told how Master Qing arranged for someone to assassinate the old servant of the Hou's mansion, and later found the surviving old servant, executed and killed him, including Qing Moyan's life experience.

The crown prince bowed his hands to the emperor and said, "This is the crime of deceiving the emperor. Lord Qing dared to deceive others, and my son dared to ask the emperor to take back the position of the young minister of Dali Temple for the time being. We will deal with it after the case is cleared."

All the ministers agreed one after another, and the emperor couldn't defend Qing Moyan for a while.

At this moment, a servant outside the hall trotted in, presenting a memorial to the emperor with both hands.

The emperor looked at it and couldn't tell what it was like, "Shaoqing is seriously injured and cannot enter the palace, so he handed it over and asked me to resign from the position of Shaoqing in Dali Temple."

He looked at the crowd, even if his identity was questioned, Qing Moyan's first thought was to separate himself from the emperor first, instead of trying to curry favor and recognize his ancestors.

The ministers were secretly happy.

After finally being able to pull Qing Moyan down from his position as a favored minister, without the protection of the emperor in the future, it seems that he can still become rampant.

As the head of the dark prison, Qing Moyan killed many courtiers for the emperor, and naturally offended many people, so no one is willing to stand up and speak for Qing Moyan at this time.

The emperor couldn't help feeling sad.

In the final analysis, it is because of him that Qing Moyan has come to this point.

But at that time, he really didn't know that Qing Moyan was his son with Concubine Ying.

Thinking of this, the emperor sneered and threw the folder back on the table.

"Since Moyan Aiqing is seriously injured, let him recuperate well. I haven't found a suitable person to take over the position of Dali Temple's Shaoqing, so let him take care of official duties for now."

As soon as this remark came out, all the officials were dumbfounded.

Mad, what a difference this is from before!
Qing Moyan temporarily took charge of the official duties of the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, isn't that still the same as before, what about the crime of deceiving the emperor?What about Xingshi's questioning?

Why did the emperor get scared when he got to Qing Moyan's place?

All the ministers looked at each other and wanted to speak again, but the emperor lost his interest and waved his hands and retreated.

The prince stood there and watched the emperor's leaving back, until all the officials in the hall disappeared, and then he left the hall.

"Come here, send this witness away, on the way...so I can take care of you." The prince ordered the people around him word by word.

The man cast a sinister glance at the old man who entered the palace to testify, nodded and led him out of the palace gate.

"Old man, get in the car." The man urged.

The old man smiled, "How is it? I'm doing well, isn't your master satisfied?"

"Satisfied, so I'm going to give you a promotion." The man smiled, but there was a hint of chill in his eyes.

The old man smiled triumphantly, "Then I will wait."

Jumped into the carriage, the car drove straight out of the city.

There was a strange man sitting in the car, staring at the old man silently all the way.

When he was outside the city, the man suddenly took out a money bag and said to the old man, "This is the money my master gave you."

The old man came forward with a smile.

Just when the old man's hand was about to receive the money bag, the man suddenly felt his wrist go numb, and just as he was hesitating, the old man's fingers struck his chest with ghostly speed and touched his acupuncture points.

He wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak. He wanted to move, but his body was numb, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

He stared at the old man in disbelief.

The old man generously took the money bag from him, counted the banknotes inside and smiled, "Not bad, enough for my old man to drink two jugs of good wine."

Hearing this, the man was even more angry and speechless.

With so much money, not to mention two pots of good wine, it is more than enough to buy a house or land in the city.

The carriage slowed down.

"Just here." The coachman driving the carriage outside said lazily, "I'll go dig a hole, and you should clean it up so that you don't dirty the carriage."

Someone in the car gave a low "hmm".

The coachman didn't know who the voice was, and jumped out of the cart with the pickaxe on his shoulders, digging a hole.

The weather at the beginning of autumn was still very hot, the man was sweating all over, and he said to himself, "This depth should be enough, how much space can an old man occupy."

"No, I can't see enough, I have to dig deeper." A strange female voice suddenly sounded from behind, which startled him.

Turning around, I saw a man and a woman standing behind them. Both of them looked like they were in their twenties. They were wearing ordinary coarse clothes, so they couldn't identify their identities.

But the expressions on their faces are not what ordinary people can have, with an inexplicable arrogance.

The woman even squatted at the front of the pit and looked at it carefully, "It's so shallow... Tsk tsk, it can't fit two people, you can dig deeper."

"You... who are you?" The groom felt bad.

"If you want to dig it, you can dig it. How can there be so much nonsense!" The woman raised her hand and slapped him.

The beating made gold stars pop out of the groom's eyes.

My mother, what kind of ordinary village woman is this, with such a hot temper, did she eat gunpowder?

At this time, he heard the young man facing the carriageway, "Uncle Qian, come out and have a look, is the pit big enough?"

When the curtain of the car was lifted, the old man Qian Cheng showed his head with a smile, holding the man whose acupuncture point was tapped in one hand.

(End of this chapter)