Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 330 I Can't Hold It Anymore

The imprisonment of He Xian and Pan Wencheng not only made Sun Laish on the brink of despair for a while, but also surprised and happy Liu Gan. After seeing He Pan and the others being imprisoned, he knew that he had finally waited. Although he didn't know what was going on, he must have been out of suspicion.

Sure enough, not long after the two were imprisoned, he was invited out. Uncle Wu first expressed his apology and then made it clear. It turned out that Zhang Tian did not identify him, but Wei Xiancai had a local accent. Zhang Tian misled and mistakenly listened to the Ministry of Rites as the Ministry of Personnel, which made him wrongly imprisoned.

This misunderstanding made Liu Gan angry, but although he was not really sympathetic with the Ministry of Rites, he still hated the Ministry of Rites in his heart. If he said that the water of the wells did not interfere with the rivers in his past, he would have no good face in the future.

No, there will be no future. In this incident, the Ministry of Rites, from the Minister of the Shang Dynasty to the Minister and then to the Chief Officer, there will definitely be no one of them. This is undoubtedly a major change for the Ministry of Rites.

Liu Gan felt as if he had suddenly seen the dawn, and his depression was swept away. He was secretly glad that He Changxu was so inappropriate, otherwise how could he have such a great opportunity in front of him?

He no longer stayed for more, and did not even talk to He Xian and Pan Wencheng. Anyway, this matter had nothing to do with him, so he had to hurry to find Sui and the Ministry of Revenue.

If He Changxu fell, who would be worthy of the vacant position of Minister of Rites except him? He has been in the position of Minister of Personnel for many years and has not moved, especially when he saw Xie Jun mention Zhan Shi before, he felt even more frustrated.

He is quite sincere to Qiu Wanao. If he becomes the Minister of Rites, Qiu Wanao will only be more at ease. For him, being able to get rid of the control of applications and even on an equal footing is a great thing for him.

Sun Laishi had a little luck at first, but when he saw Liu Gan being invited out, he lost even the last little hope. It was over, and this time he was really going to die.

I don’t know if it’s because of the excessive worry these days. Sun Laish, who had been unable to sleep, became lazy after being pinched to the last bit of hope in his heart. After having supper from the prison, he fell asleep on the haystack.

He really fell asleep, sleeping terribly. In his sleep, he had a very terrible dream, dreaming that he was chased to the cliff by demons and monsters, and then he accidentally fell down.

Sun Laishi's conditioned legs shook, and he was shocked and immediately woke up. He looked around in a daze, but fortunately, he was still in the cell.

Hearing the sound of the next door, he hadn't reacted yet, so he turned his head and looked at it, and immediately remembered that the minister of the Ministry of Rites next door was.

"Sun Lai Shi----" He Xian shouted quietly. It was late at night and the other prisoners were asleep. The shouts, teeth grinding or dreaming sounds could be heard everywhere. He Xian's voice was not obvious, but Sun Lai Shi still heard them.

He quickly got up carefully from the hay. The hay rustled, which scared him to hold his breath and his movements became softer.

"Sir---" Sun Laishi came to the railing. There was only a few candles outside the prison door. It was very dark at night, which made him feel very safe. He leaned against the corner of the wall: "What are the instructions of sir?"

He waited for a while, but He Xian stopped moving. Sun Laish listened with his ears. After a while, he heard a slight sound of something falling to the ground. He looked at it and saw that it was a small ball of paper. His heart suddenly jumped and he looked around. After confirming that no one saw it, he quickly picked up the ball of paper and squeezed it into his hand.

With the faint light of the candle, he struggled to read the contents of the paper ball. Then he put down the note, and was stunned for a while before slowly kneading the paper ball into a ball and stuffing it into his mouth.

After a while, another neatly folded piece of paper was thrown over, but the position was not well-documented. Sun Laishi lay on the ground and stretched out his hand hard before picking up the note.

He looked carefully in the candlelight. After a moment, he carefully folded the note and put it on his cuffs, and then whispered: "Don't worry, Sir, Lai Shi knows what to do."

"You two need to have a consistent confession." He Xian finally spoke out, his voice was low and showed a bit of sinisterness. Sun Laish couldn't help but shivered and whispered: "Laish understands."

He sat back on the haystack again, cautiously afraid of making any noise. After lying down, his mind gradually became clear and clear. Then he felt that his back was cold, but he had just sweated and his hands and feet were still numb.

He lay down for a while, feeling his hands and feet a little more flexible, then he turned over and walked to the railing on the other side, and shouted "Brother Xiancai".

The next morning, Sun Laishi was rapped to court as usual. He could no longer remember how many times he had been arraigned. His face was numb, like a puppet carrying a string, obediently, without the arrogance and confidence he had in the past. Obviously, He Xian and Pan Wencheng's imprisonment hit him a lot.

The matter is almost the truth at present, and we only wait for three problems to be solved: Zhang Tian’s family was rescued, Sun Laish’s confession, and Wei Xiancai’s document, and then the case will be completely decided.

There are two days left, Uncle Wu has sent the best person to inquire about the news, but he has only been out for one day. There is no news about Wei Xiancai's words about the uncle.

Although he was anxious, he had another idea. He knew that Sun Laishi had already reached the end, and it was only a matter of time to confess. Since Wei Xiancai had the document, Sun Laishi also had it, so he didn't believe that Sun Laishi's document was taken out of the capital by Shibo.

Uncle Wu slapped the arbor and scolded: "Sun Laishi, Wei Xiancai, who came to the scene with you, has confessed. He identified He Xian and Pan Wencheng, the Minister of Rites, and also had the words to prove it.

I think you are a scholar and still have a little effect on the court. I will give you another last chance. If you call me truthfully, I will definitely speak well in front of the emperor. If you are still obsessed with pretending to be crazy, don’t blame me for sending you to the King of Hell.”

Sun Laishi finally showed a hint of horror on his dull face. He was originally a juren and could not kneel down in the court, but at this moment he was so scared that he knelt down and cried: "Sir, please spare me the sin of immortality. I said, I said everything."
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next