The winding corridor connects several courtyards. He Xian hurriedly walked on the corridor. After a while, he turned into a yard. He looked anxious when he entered the door. Without waiting for the servant to come in to report, he walked straight into the inner room and came to the bed, "Sir, it's not a good thing."

He Changxu's forehead was so painful. He heard this sound, turned his head and looked at He Xian, and said unhappily: "What happened that surprised you like this? Look at your virtue. In the eyes of outsiders, you are still the Minister of Rites, so how can you behave?"

He Xian ignored the scolding and said anxiously: "Xiaguan just received the news, and Wei Xiancai actually went to Dali Temple and offered the Ministry of Rites."

He Changxu frowned suddenly, and didn't care about the severe pain in his body. He sat up in surprise and said, "What? Are you sure about this?"

"It's true that Wei Xian is the son of the magistrate of Pi County. This time, the tribute scholar was given the 14th place. Is this Wei Xian a fool? At this time, what kind of noble saints are you? If I had known this, why would you ask for it first?" He Xian was both angry and anxious.

He Changxu didn't know Wei Xiancai. He asked He Xian and Pan Wencheng to do business. He divided the work and did things directly.

"How much does Wei Xian know?" he asked in a deep voice.

He Xian looked at He Changxu awkwardly, and then whispered for a while: "He claimed that he had the evidence."

"Classic evidence?" He Changxu was shocked again, obviously not knowing what the Classic evidence was.

He Xian immediately bowed and said in a panic: "The officials are not good at doing things. Please forgive me. The officials originally wanted to catch these people, and in the future they would be held in the hands of our Ministry of Rites. These tribute scholars will enter the court in the future, and may even enter the cabinet. Therefore, the officials made it clear to reassure them, but in fact, they asked them to establish a document - the officials - the officials - the officials also signed the documents."

He Changxu's face turned red with anger. He stared at He Xian with a glance, pointed at him and said "You" for a long time before cursing: "You stupid, just let them sign such a thing. What else do you sign? You-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

He Xian was so scared that he knelt down immediately and said tremblingly: "Sir, the officials really just want to hold on to their handle. Originally, the six ministries were only sent by the emperor, but now we have to look at Qiu Wanao's face, and he suppressed him everywhere, and he even called us like a dog.

The people below are under our control, but in fact we are just a hand-in-hand man. If Qiu Wanao doesn't say anything, we can do nothing.

Lord, the lower officials just feel frustrated. If these tribute scholars enter the court, they can only be controlled by our Ministry of Rites, which will be of great benefit to us. We can even slowly regain the authority of the Ministry of Rites, so we don’t have to listen to his orders.

Xiaguan knew that he had not thought carefully this time, but Xiaguan's heart was all for you. Xiaguan always forced a smile when he saw the adults in front of Qiu Wanao. Xiaguan felt more and more worthless. You are not as good as him, so why should he suppress you everywhere?

Maolin is indeed not done, but Maolin begs to give Maolin a way out for my consideration for you. But if Maolin signs Maolin's handwriting, once it is taken out, Maolin will definitely be dead, and adults will be implicated."

He Changxu looked at He Xian coldly: "You dare to threaten me."

He Xian hurriedly said, "Sir, Maolin is just telling the truth, but there is no other meaning. Maolin has always respected the adults, how dare he threaten them? Moreover, Maolin and the adults are one, and Maolin will only consider what is beneficial to the adults."

He Changxu slowly leaned on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes and murmured: "I don't have the courage to get up, it's useless to kneel down."

He Xian stood up tremblingly, lowering his head and was very respectful.

He Changxu closed his eyes for a long time before he slowly opened it, and his eyes were already full of viciousness, "At present, there is only one way to go."

He Xian hurriedly attached his ears and said happily: "Sir, please tell me."

He Changxu pondered for a moment before saying this in his ear.

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The Dali Temple Yamen has always been a bit lively in recent days, and prisoners are in and out, and the others who see it can't help but make a fuss, wanting to ask what happened recently.

Some of them have the ability to have a good relationship with the yamen runners in the cell and can always find out about the news outside. So within a few days, everyone learned that the new group of newcomers were all scholars, no wonder they looked like they were all slutty.

Wei Xiancai heard the rough and rough people in the prison cell next to him discussing the troubles of the juren. He just smiled and continued to lean against the corner of the wall and closed his eyes and pretend to sleep.

Sun Laish waited for a few patrol guards to walk away before continuing to lie in front of the iron railing. He seemed to want to try hard to stretch his head out to see the next door, but the railing was too narrow, so he could only look to the side with his face as close as possible.

"Brother Xiancai, tell me, why were you arrested? What did you say? What did they ask you? Have you told them the truth?" Sun Laish was afraid that the people next to him would hear it, and even he felt a little confused.

What Dou Guan told him yesterday was Wei Xiancai who had all the tricks. He thought he was cheating, but he didn't expect that Wei Xiancai was really locked up today. He was afraid that he would be anxious. He gritted his teeth and said nothing in the past few days, so don't be beaten up by Wei Xian just a few words.

Wei Xiancai seemed to have heard something, and moved to the railing. The sound was not loud or small, just normal, and it just enough for the neighbors on both sides to hear it, "Brother Lai Shi is calling me?"

Sun Lai was so morally clutched the railing. He had already seen the curious eyes of several beggars on the opposite side. He knew that the juren's trouble had spread in the cell, so he was more afraid of talking to others and for fear of letting go of his mouth.

Now it was fine. He looked at it from both sides and fronts, and he didn't want to ask any more. He retreated angrily and snorted, "It's okay, I just asked Brother Xiancai so free and calm and used to living here. I want to ask you what you think in your heart."

Wei Xiancai laughed: "Since you come, please feel free. Brother Lai Shi, don't panic. The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. Before everything reaches the last moment, don't worry."

The reason is this reason, but who can truly achieve this? I am afraid that those who claim to be saints may not be able to calm down and calm at the critical moment of life and death. Sun Laishi became more angry and vented his anger and kicked the iron railing. There was a loud noise, which seemed particularly loud in the cell.

The yamen runners rushed over immediately when they heard the sound, scaring Sun Laishi so much that he quickly withdrew his feet and made it in the corner, and he never dared to move easily again.

He had the confidence before, but now he was anxious. If the matter was really exposed, how could he get out? He had not informed his family, and now his family probably didn't know that he had been in the cell for many days.

He was still at a loss and was confused. He heard another yamen runner scolding him for "move quickly". He quickly came to the prison door again. When he saw it, his face turned pale because the person came was nothing else, He Xian and Pan Wencheng, the Minister of Rites.

Because they were all cases, most of these people were closed not far away. He Xian and Pan Wencheng also saw him through Sun Laishi's prison door, but they just glanced slightly, as if they had never known each other, and then were taken to the cell next to them.

Sun Laish fell to the ground as if he was exhausted, his face was filled with panic and fear that he had never felt before. The left and right ministers of the Ministry of Rites were arrested. So, Wei Xiancai really confessed? He was really exempted from guilt? But he was going to be beheaded?

The more he thought about it, the more he became more and more angry he became. He couldn't control it for a moment, and grabbed the railing and shouted loudly in the direction of Wei Xiancai: "Wei Xiancai, you are a turtle, you should die, you should die, why don't you die by yourself if you want to die? You still drag my back. You bastard, I'm still treating you like a brother, but you hurt me like this, you should die."

"What's the name? If you don't shut up, just keep your mouth shut." The yamen runners locked He Pan and the others into the yamen, and just walked back, scolding Sun Laish.

Sun Laishi didn't hear Wei Xian next to him, and he gritted his teeth in hatred, only blaming himself for hang out with him.
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