Lin Jing was shocked, "emperor, since the general has long thought about slandering my minister, I'm afraid he has already done a good job of perjury. My minister is loyal and absolutely not corrupt and perverted the law!"

He used to call himself a minister, but now he says he is an old minister, which is a delusion that he can get Zhao Shiqian one or two points of consideration for his old feelings by relying on his status as an elder of the two dynasties.

However, he seems to have forgotten how he treated Zhao Shiqian these years. He helped Zhu GuanLiang ascend the throne, but Zhao Shiqian has never lived under his control these years. Many times, when Zhao Shiqian wanted to decide something, he often had to depend on Lin Jing's face. If he didn't agree, his courtiers stood on his side and opposed Zhao Shiqian.

Zhao Shiqian feels that he is a puppet in Lin Jing's hand. If he doesn't get rid of Lin Jing, she will feel uneasy for a day. Now he finds the evidence and catches his pigtail. How can Zhao Shiqian give up easily.

Old love? Where did they come from?

If Lin Jing is allowed to grow up like this, is he going to push him out of power and become emperor himself?

Zhao Shiqian changed his old attitude and became firm and strict. "Right or wrong, after Laoqi's search, he has his own conclusion. However, the evidence for Tang Zhaoyin's crimes is conclusive. I'm very curious. How did such a straw bag write such a good article?"

The examiners were sweating and their legs and stomachs were shaking.

At this time, Zhou Leqi stood up and said, "when you go back to the emperor, I will be one of the examiners."

Of course, the emperor knew who the examiners were, but when he asked, Zhou Leqi stood up, and the others couldn't wait for the emperor to call their names, so he had to say, one by one.

Zhou Leqi also said, "the examination seats are arranged according to the order of a, B and C. Tang Zhaoyin is the last one in the eighth, and Chen is responsible for the candidates in the third column."

The examiners were all from the Ministry of rites, and the Ministry of rites was under the jurisdiction of Lin Jing. In his heart, the examiners said hello to the eighteen generations of Zhou Leqi's ancestors, and stood up tremblingly and said, "the examiners in the Ministry of rites are in charge of the Ministry of Rites, but they didn't find Tang Zhaoyin cheating."

Zhou Leping said, "of course, he didn't cheat. He just handed in a blank paper, and then the Minister of rites answered for him personally. The Minister of rites was also the number one scholar at that time, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to write a beautiful article?"

The Minister of rites knelt on the ground and cried out, "Your Majesty, I am wronged, but I have not."

Zhao Shiqian carefully looked at the test paper in his hand, pondered for a while and said, "the writing is somewhat similar, but the handwriting is very different."

As soon as the Minister of rites was relieved, Zhao Shiqian gave the test paper to Taifu again. "Taifu is an expert in this field. If the handwriting is imitated deliberately, it can be seen. Taifu will take a look for me."

Taifu was a timid man. When Lin Jing was strong, he didn't do anything. Now Lin Jing is in trouble, and the emperor is getting up. Although he just said it casually, everyone can hear the aggressive meaning of the words.

Taifu took the test paper, ignored Lin Jing's eyes, and compared it with the words Tang Zhaoyin had just written.

It is as like as two peas, and the same as the other, and the same is almost impossible. So, he can see it out carefully. He is forced by the emperor's pressure, but he shoulders the responsibility of right and wrong. He also looks at it several times, and finally looks at the point. "He writes differently," he said.

The Minister of rites almost felt that his head was moving away from his neck?

Zhou Zhao Shiqian suddenly laughed, "do you think I'm a fool? You can easily fool me? "

The Minister of rites knocked on his head and said, "if I don't have one, I dare not!"

"No, I dare not!" Zhao Shiqian's smile suddenly became gloomy. He raised his foot, kicked over the table and stood up. "What else can you do besides perfunctory me with these words?"

He came down and sat on the steps, almost in a state of madness, "who can give me an explanation? Tang Zhaoyin? Or you? Minister of rites.... "

Zhao Shiqian waved. The Minister of rites felt numb and knelt in the past.

"I ask you." Zhao Shiqian grabbed his hair and said, "I'll ask you again for the last time who instructed you. You should not be so bold. You tell me that I can spare your family's life behind the scenes. If you are determined to bear all the responsibilities, then I can only let your family bury you."

Lin Jing said, "emperor, this should be..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Shiqian interrupted him, "my father-in-law, you'd better shut up now. Although I don't want to doubt you, now you are the most suspect. You are my father-in-law. You should shut up now. I haven't asked you yet."

Then he stretched out his hand and asked the guard to pass the sword to him. He took it and pointed it at the Minister of rites' chest. "My patience is limited, and I don't want to say anything for the third time. Who is going to direct me for the last time?"

The Minister of rites, seeing Lin Jing's face and eyes warning, shivered and speechless.

The Emperor didn't dare to offend Lin Jing, and he didn't dare to offend Lin Jing easily. He was in a dilemma and suffered too much.

Zhao Shiqian's patience was over. He waved his hand and asked the newly appointed Minister of Dali temple to pick up someone from the Minister of rites. "There are several mice at home. I remember you still have a daughter. It's a pity that you're only a teenager."

The Minister of rites was ordered to take people to the Minister of rites' house to pick up people. The Minister of rites saw the Minister of rites step out of the door, and suddenly he couldn't hold on. Two lines of tears came down, and his head knocked hard on the tunnel. "The minister said, the minister said... Tang Zhaoyin, he..." Lin Jing exclaimed, "the life of the minister's family is important, but it can't be bloody." The Minister of rites ignored him, looked at Zhao Shiqian and said, "Tang Zhaoyin is Lin Jing's dry son, Mr. Lin... Mr. Lin specially asked his ministers to... Take care of Tang Zhaoyin before the scientific examination." Lin Jing knelt down, looked at Zhao Shiqian, and said in dismay, "the emperor must not believe him. He was bloody. The old minister has nothing to do with Tang Zhaoyin. The emperor will check it out!" Zhao Shiqian said, "isn't this being investigated? You say that the Minister of Rites has wronged you. He is your subordinate. How dare he do so without your instructions? "“ The emperor doesn't believe me? " Zhao Shiqian said, "I also want to believe you, but now the evidence is in front of me, how can you make me believe you?" Lin Jing lamented, "emperor, I served the emperor, and you were supported by me. How much pressure did I bear before I helped the emperor sit on the throne? How can the emperor doubt me now because of other people's words?" He didn't say it was OK. As soon as he said it, Zhao Shiqian looked at him with a sneer. His eyes were murderous, and he said coolly, "then I have to thank the abbot?"