Even though he was watched by so many old foxes, Xie Xuan was still expressionless. After reading the so-called criminal evidence in the letter, he suddenly felt his blood cold.

This is the reason why Gao Yuanlu wanted to destroy the Manchu family. He wrote a letter to tell Gao that the peerless art of war handed down by the Heng family from generation to generation was in the Xie family. More than 300 members of the Xie family died not under the iron cavalry of Da Jin, but in the conspiracy of these greedy people.

The waves in the young man's heart were surging, and there was still no change on his face, but his ink eyes were slightly heavy. He said faintly, "if this letter is true, Xie Heng must have a relationship with the Principality of Heng."

Zhao Yi's face was pale, and a pair of muddy old eyes looked at him, full of exploration, but didn't speak.

Xie Xuan's face was so long that he didn't recognize his relatives. It was impossible for several other ministers to speak. After all, they had already spoken to him.

Wang Zhicheng, the first assistant, considered and said, "Lord Xie and Xie Heng are both descendants of the Xie family. Haven't they noticed for so many years that he has nothing to do with the public ownership of the Heng state?"

"Xie Heng is the eldest grandson of the Xie family. The lower official is just the common son of the second room who is not favored." Xie Xuan's face was colder for a few minutes and asked, "how do you know if you rarely meet?"

Wang Shoufu was a little embarrassed and didn't speak again.

Several other people saw this and were very knowledgeable and didn't speak.

At the beginning, Xie Heng had just entered the capital of the emperor. Starting from the civilians being sealed as the general of the third grade, these individuals investigated the Xie family. Naturally, they all knew that the third childe of the Xie family was an unwelcome bastard. He lived in a dilapidated appearance since childhood. Even the servant girl didn't take him seriously, and his relationship with other brothers was naturally not much better.

Maybe the third childe of someone else has been holding his breath for many years and is waiting for this day to step on Xie Heng and turn over to be the master.

Zhao Yi, with a sick face and a very slow tone, asked, "in Xie Aiqing's opinion, what should I do with Xie Heng?"

Xie Xuan folded his hands under his sleeves into a fist and said in a very light tone, "it's better to kill by mistake than put by mistake."

The old emperor looked cold and said in a deep voice, "do you really think so? Xie Heng is your eldest brother."

Xie Xuan stood like a jade with clear words and said, "twenty years ago, the Duke of Heng conspired against the country, and his crime implicated the whole family. If Xie Heng was really a traitor, he should be punished."

Zhao Yi looked at him with his eyes shining like a torch. "Haven't you ever thought of pleading for him?"

Xie Heng did not change his face, but said, "Wei Chen only knows how to eat your salary, so he should bear your worries."

When several ministers heard the speech, their faces changed slightly.

At this moment, the boy can still deal with the eight winds freely. He is really a cruel man.

Before leaving Beijing, he had a good relationship with Xie Heng. It was like coming out of the same womb. In a twinkling of an eye, he could push people to the guillotine. He was young, but he had such an idea. It was really amazing.

Several people looked at each other and saw "the younger generation can be feared" in each other's eyes

Zhao Yi coughed heavily and looked at the cold boy in front of him with deep eyes.

The hall is quiet. Longyanxiang is mixed with strong medicine smell. The smell is very refreshing.

After a long time.

The old emperor said weakly, "Xie Aiqing is tired from running all the way. Let's get back first."

Is this letting him go?

Xie Yu nodded and said, "I'm leaving." then he stepped back.

A moment later.

The old emperor asked, "what do you think Xie Heng should do?"

"The emperor is wise and powerful. He must have a final conclusion in his heart." Wang Yichang has been the first assistant for so many years. No one can compare with him in terms of worldly sophistication.

Several other ministers followed suit.

Only Yang Jiancheng insisted, "Xie Heng must be the remaining sin of the Duke of Heng. If he is not, why don't he argue in the hall of political discussion? He is not a submissive person!"

No one answered him.

Only Wang Yichang said, "if you want to convict Xie Heng as the remaining sin of the Duke of Heng, this letter alone is not enough. Gao Yuanlu, who received the letter, is dead. Who is this letter writer? It's all a matter of careful investigation."

"I guarantee with my life that Xie Heng is the remaining evil of the Heng family!" Yang Jiancheng's face became extremely ugly and his anger was difficult to calm down. He also said: "even if the evidence is insufficient, the seven crimes are not false! That's the watch on Xie Heng's own brother, which can't be left alone!"

This man's private resentment with Xie Heng is unknown to few people in such a big imperial capital.

Several eldest ministers looked at each other.

Zhao Yi thought and suddenly waved, "you all step back."

Wang Yichang led several eldest ministers to say in unison: "I'm leaving."

"Emperor!" Yang Jiancheng suddenly shouted and said eagerly, "there were many criticisms about the Heng family in those years. You know the cause and effect, and you know it best..."

"Yang Jiancheng!" Zhao Yi's face sank like water. For a moment, he was covered with Imperial Majesty and spit out the word "back down."

Wang Liang was surprised and hurriedly summoned two internal attendants. "Lord Yang is confused. Help him out to have a rest!"

When the servants forcibly dragged Yang Jiancheng out, he was still shouting: "if Xie Heng stays today, there will be endless trouble in the future! Emperor!"

The king was so angry that several old ministers didn't dare to stay more, so they left quickly.

Wang Yichang went outside the hall and looked at Wang Zhicheng, the Minister of rites who had been busy hiding from leisure. After only a moment, they left.

Twenty years later, with a flick of a finger, the towering palace was still the same as before. The carved railings and jade masonry had not been changed, but they unknowingly grew old in the ups and downs of officialdom.

Xie Yu walked on the way out of the palace without expression.

The scorching sun outside the hall was like fire, and the youth was cold.

The waiter who showed him the way secretly glanced at him and shivered.

People always say that Xie Xiaoyan is cruel and cruel, but this jade faced Xie adult is cold and resolute, and let him go.

Xie Xuan slowly put his hand behind his back, put on his scarlet official robe, and his body was a little colder.

He knew that Xie Heng had something to hide from himself. He was afraid to scare him. Now he is stabbed as a sharp weapon. Doesn't it hurt?

As soon as the old emperor heard the old case of Heng Guofu 20 years ago, he quickly vomited blood. A group of old ministers never mentioned the matter of that year. Now the emperor's capital also clearly stipulates that secretly worshipping the Ye family should be punished as a felony.

It's definitely not that simple.

Every step Xie took, his mind kept turning.

Xie Heng said to him before, "if I can't escape this disaster, the Xie family still has you to support the court". He suddenly couldn't tell what was true and what was false.

No... elder brother should have expected this step long ago. There must be another turn for the better.

certain!

Ah Jiu is far away in Bafang city. Obviously, her eldest brother doesn't want her to go through this muddy water. As soon as Zhou Minghao returns to Dijing, he becomes the son of the world who can't be adjusted all day. He can't guarantee himself and can't count on it.

Then, Xie Yu suddenly thought of it.

There is also a leaf Zhiqiu.