Jun Jiuling

Chu Jiuling.

She wanted this name to be known by some people, such as sister and brother.

There are also unexpected and unexpected people who know and shout out, such as Zhu Zan.

But there was one person she definitely didn't want to hear that name come out of his mouth.

Miss Jun stood where she was without looking back, and the footsteps behind her also stopped.

No one spoke, no one moved, and the world froze for a moment.

The sight behind her was like a snake entangled on her back, there was no wriggling, only the icy cold that was constantly soaking.

what to do?

She once pretended to be Chu Jiuling in order to conceal the buried master's letter from Lu Yunqi's discovery.

So now, in order to prevent him from thinking that she is Chu Jiuling, what should she pretend to be?

She misheard, she didn't hear the surname Chu, only heard Jiu Ling, which was a name she was familiar with, so she agreed by mistake.

She has been to this palace once or twice, and she has a good memory, so even if no one guides her, she can still walk on the ground.

Like walking on flat ground.

A thought flashed by, and Miss Jun ran forward.

Run out, run out here, as long as you get in front of people, you can have thousands of explanations and explanations, and you must not fall into his hands.

There were no footsteps chasing after her, and no one blocking her in front of her. The palace gate was right in front of her eyes, and she could already see the guards walking around, and faintly heard the attendants of the officials outside the palace gate talking.

But the next moment there was a sound of breaking through the air behind her, and the back of her neck went numb.

This time I was really careless.

As the last thought flashed through, Miss Jun let out a muffled snort and fell forward in darkness.

She didn't fall to the ground, a Jin Yiwei rushed out from the slant, knelt on one knee, caught her firmly with one hand, and threw the scarlet cloak with the other hand to cover her and hug her back.

Quiet was restored in front of the palace gate, and the passing servants looked over unconsciously, and saw Lu Yunqi standing with his hands behind his back in the middle of the road, the whole person was hidden in the shadow cast by the high wall, only the scarlet cloak fluttered with the wind, the servants shivered and hurriedly looked away Shrugged and walked quickly.

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Ning Yunzhao shivered inexplicably, followed by a crackling sound in his ear.

The emperor threw the memorials in his hand on several tables, and the stacked memorials were hit so vigorously that they fell down immediately, and the crackling sound echoed in the hall.

"I don't believe it!" the emperor shouted, looking sad and angry, pointing to the two generals kneeling on the ground, "I don't believe what you say."

"Your Majesty, what I have said is true." The two generals kowtowed, "If there are false words, there will be five thunderbolts."

"Your Majesty, it's shocking that I know this. It's unbelievable that both the late emperor and His Majesty trust Duke Cheng so much, but there are all witnesses and evidences. This is not a personal enmity." Huang Cheng said, his expression also Kneeling down in grief and indignation, "Your Majesty, please investigate clearly."

The emperor stood up and paced back and forth, frightened, angry and disturbed.

"I don't believe it." He just repeated, "I don't believe your personal evidence, I don't believe your physical evidence."

He stopped abruptly.

"I want to listen to Cheng Guogong."

After all, raise your hand.

"Lu Yunqi, call Lu Yunqi."

If you want to listen to Cheng Guogong and let Lu Yunqi ask, then naturally you will have to be escorted to Beijing.

Huang Cheng leaned over and was about to call His Majesty the Holy Spirit, but someone came first again.

"Your Majesty." Ning Yunzhao turned and bowed, "I think it's inappropriate."

Didn't you say the word Shengming?

Huang Cheng froze for a moment, then sneered.

Sure enough, standing here relying on flattery, I will never be satisfied with only saying the word "Sheng Ming", so let's start to say what I want to say.

But boy, I'm just waiting for you to say this. Do you think you can dissuade the emperor from dealing with Duke Cheng? It's just to let His Majesty know that your uncle and nephew surnamed Ning are indeed in the same nest as Duke Cheng.

The emperor was obviously a little surprised, and looked down at Ning Yunzhao.

"Your Majesty, I don't think it's appropriate to let Master Lu go." Ning Yunzhao said without waiting for the emperor to ask, with a serious and calm expression, "Dali Temple should be allowed to come forward."

Isn't it advising? Huang Cheng didn't wrinkle slightly.

The emperor's expression was slightly relaxed.

"Dali Temple, don't you want to question the crime." He said, shaking his head, "I just want to ask him first, I don't believe that he is guilty."

"No, Your Majesty, if your Majesty doesn't want to indict him, you can only ask Dali Temple to do it." Ning Yunzhao said, "If Lord Lu Jinyiwei comes forward, it will make the common people talk about it, and it will even be rumored to be a frame."

The reputation of Jin Yiwei is not good, but it is also the most trusted by the emperor.

The emperor looked hesitant.

"The matter of Cheng Guogong's defendant's rebellion is of great importance, and the world will definitely be noisy. I don't want your majesty to be suspicious of Cheng Guogong's trust and love for him." Ning Yunzhao said, taking another step forward, "Your Majesty has a clear conscience towards Duke Cheng, and it depends on whether Duke Cheng dares to confront Dali Temple or not."

Yes, once this matter is announced, there will be an uproar in the world. In front of the people of the world, it is better for others to come forward for this kind of matter.

The emperor nodded.

"Master Ning's words are very true." He said, taking a deep breath, "I believe in him, and since this is the case, I should not hide it. This is the real trust in him."

He looked at an official in the hall.

"At Dali Temple to pick up Wang Chong, Zhang Gui sued the Duke Zhu Shan for his treason case."

Although the official's face was not good-looking, and he obviously didn't want to take on this unlucky job, but he had no choice but to bend over and say yes.

It turns out that Dali Temple is going to try the case, so what's the use?

Let Jin Yiwei arrest him, or let Dali Temple arrest him, there is no difference in the result.

Huang Cheng glanced at Ning Yunzhao, and stopped his steps to stop him.

Do you think Dali Temple is more fair than Jinyiwei's prison? What a young man.

The emperor seemed so exhausted arranging all this that he didn't even want to say a word.

"Don't say anything until Dali Temple reviews it." He sat down and supported his forehead, "I don't believe anyone's words."

After all, wave your hands.

All the officials bowed down and saluted and retreated one by one, all of them were restless and in a dazed state. They didn't see the emperor raising his head behind them, and his eyes fell on the general Zhang Gui who was retreating with his head bowed.

Zhang Gui seemed to be aware of turning his head slightly, seeing the emperor's gaze, but his expression was not as trembling as before, but became more respectful and immediately shortened his body a little bit, as if he was saluting or responding to something.

Everyone backed out, and the servants also carefully closed the door of the palace. Until this moment, the emperor let go of the hand stroking his forehead, and the exhaustion, grief and anger on his face were wiped away. He leaned back on the dragon chair and lifted his feet up. Three or two kicks down the scattered memorials on several cases.

There was a crackling sound in the hall.

The servants outside heard that the emperor was still losing his temper, and hurriedly lowered their heads and kept quiet.

The emperor leaned on the dragon chair, but his expression was extremely comfortable.

"Ten years." He said to himself, "He has been the Duke of the state and managed the Northland for more than ten years. Could it be that I can't?"

His legs leaning over the table trembled slightly, as if there was a delicate beauty playing the piano and singing in front of him.

"I've earned so much money, why do you think I'm still so poor? Money, it's useless to put it there, money is used to make money, and things are easy to handle when you have money."

He spoke with a bit of annoyance, and kicked the case hard, making a bang sound.

"How many things have I done outside, how many people have I attracted, how many years of relationship have I built, you say I am a waste, I really think I am a waste, I really think that this country is earned by you, a woman playing tricks in the harem of."

"Without money and no one, how do I know when the dead ghost gets sick and what the dead ghost does every day."

"How can I enter Beijing with only a few people, but I can freely enter and exit many places?"

"Duke Cheng's general management of Beidi is like an iron bucket. How can I give an imperial order to the officers and soldiers of Beidi to retreat?"

"Say I'm a waste, this world was won by me, a waste, you are the waste, you are the ones."

With a bang, the tables tumbled and fell, and the sound overwhelmed the emperor's soliloquies.

Ning Yunzhao, who had walked out of the Palace of Qinzheng, had already put the matter behind him, and instead of discussing it with other officials, he walked quickly to the palace gate.

"Has Miss Jun come out?" He asked a guard.

The guard nodded.

"I left half an hour ago." He said with a blank expression.

Let's go, Ning Yunzhao looked not far away, the carriages, horses and entourage of Jiulingtang had indeed disappeared.

He didn't stay any longer and rode to Jiulingtang. Although it wasn't the right time to go, he couldn't care less about choosing the right time.

But seeing him coming, Chen Qi was startled.

"Miss Jun hasn't come back yet," he said.

Didn't come back? Ning Yunzhao's face changed immediately, and his heart dropped suddenly.

Oops.

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Oops.

Miss Jun woke up slowly. Although her consciousness was still a little confused, the first thought that flashed through her was still bad.

Then she woke up completely with a jerk, only to find that everything was dark, and her hands and feet were tied up.

Before she could adapt to the darkness, a cluster of flames lit up, illuminating Lu Yunqi's porcelain-white face very close at hand.

She was lying on the bed, and he squatted aside and looked down, holding a fire twig in one hand and a dagger in the other.

"Jiu Ling." His voice was low and hoarse, his eyes sparkled, "How did you hide in this person's body? Shall I let you out?"