Before Chen was still here, the sun rose from the horizon and hung in the air. The brilliant golden sun shone on Linxi City, and it suddenly seemed like everything was revived. The shops opened the doors, and the people also walked out of their homes. The city was bustling and ordinary.

Uncle Wu, who had just left the court, had just walked into the door of Dali Temple and ordered someone to take Sun Laishi to the court. When the soap yamen runners had just stood up, Uncle Wu and Dou Guan had just sat down, Sun Laishi was taken to the court, but his face was as yellow wax as he was, his face was dead and he could not see any anger.

Sun Laishi's performance was due to the fact that Wei Xiancai, He Xian and Pan Wencheng successively attacked him. This was exactly the result that Uncle Wu wanted to see. He knew that Sun Laishi had reached the limit and that if nothing unexpected happened, he would be able to speak today.

And his expectations were indeed correct. With just a little threat from him, Sun Laish was so scared that he knelt down directly, not as arrogant as before and full of confidence.

Sun Laishi seemed to be very scared. He half-cryed and half-beg to ask Uncle Wu not to kill him, and to speak kindly for him in front of the emperor and save his life, and he brought him truthfully.

Uncle Wu should first appease him, and waited until the chief clerk had prepared the documents before letting Sun Laish confess.

"Sir, I do--my father spent 50,000 taels of silver to buy a place for Huiyuan. I am indeed a talentless fool. I am ashamed of the ancestors of the Sun family, ashamed of the emperor's trust, and I have lost the face of scholars all over the world-----"

Sun Laishi seemed to have made a sudden change and criticized his mistakes one by one, looking very regretful.

Uncle Wu said impatiently: "I will keep these reflections for you to write them yourself in the future. You will only say how you trade."

"Yes." Sun Laish nodded repeatedly and recalled: "That was November before the New Year. One day, a distinguished guest came to his home. My father received it very carefully. Later I found out that the person who came was actually someone next to the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel."

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Wu immediately stopped him and said, "Wait, what? The Minister of the Ministry of Personnel?"

Sun Laishi nodded and said affirmatively: "That person claimed to be someone around the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel and the personal letter from the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, should not be wrong."

Uncle Wu looked at Dou Guan, and Dou Guan said sternly: "Rareless, Wei Xiancai identified the Ministry of Rites, but you said the Ministry of Personnel, why?"

Sun Laish was already very scared, and when he was yelled like this, he was frightened and panicked. He said aggrievedly: "Sir, this is also something I don't understand. That day, I heard that Wei Xian pointed out to the Ministry of Rites. The reason why I didn't dare to speak was that I didn't understand what was going on.

I'm afraid you've heard it wrong, Wei Xian has a local accent, and his etiquette and officialdom are hard to tell the difference between his etiquette and officialdom. I also have this lucky mentality, and I think it's a misunderstanding. Anyway, the Ministry of Rites does not admit what they did, and the Ministry of Personnel does not dare to admit what they have done, which may cause trouble."

Seeing Uncle Wu's face getting heavier and he quickly said, "But I heard that Wei Xiancai had a document to testify, that was a matter of black and white. I was also afraid of death. I knew that this matter would always be revealed, so if I didn't speak at this time, it would be even a last retreat.

Sir, I'm telling the truth this time. The person who went to our family must be the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. The man said he was the confidant of Liu Gan, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. He said he would be the examiner of the examination this year and could give me the title of Huiyuan.

My father was confused by him, and with the letter written by the Minister of Personnel, he even went to the money shop to borrow 30,000 taels and 50,000 taels to the man."

Uncle Wu slapped the wood again and said, "You are a person who reads the books of sages and speaks nonsense. This year's examination examiner is a minister appointed by the emperor in January. In November last year, the examiner's name has not been decided yet."

"But that person said that." Sun Laish said innocently: "He said his master was a master and said that this year the examiner must have his master.

In fact, the examiners of the examinations of all dynasties were nothing more than cabinets, six ministries or some highly respected academy professors. He was the Minister of Personnel, and it was possible to serve as an examiner.

With his confidence and signing documents with us, my father naturally believed it."

Sure enough, there was a document. Sun Laishi took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his cuffs, and the yamen runner took it and presented it to Uncle Wu.

Uncle Wu looked carefully and handed it to Dou Guan again. Both of them frowned deeply because the words clearly explained the time, place and people, and even pressed their handprints to sign the letter. The name of the signed person was Sun Laishi's father, and the other was Liu Gan, the Minister of Personnel.

Such an incident made Uncle Wu and Dou Guan confused. How many times did they go back and forth? They can no longer confirm whether it was the Ministry of Personnel or the Ministry of Rites.

But Sun Laishi's proof is placed here, so what is the explanation for this?

Uncle Wu asked Sun Laish to take him back to the cell first, and he personally took the statute to compare his handwriting. As soon as he left, someone who claimed to be Wei Xiancai Shibo Jia Chaode came to visit the prison.

Dou Guan vaguely felt that all this was too coincidental, but when the person came, he personally took Jia Chaode to prison in order not to miss any details.

Wei Xiancai was leaning against the corner of the wall and closing his eyes. He looked at the calm. Suddenly, he heard an excited "nephew". He opened his eyes and looked at the person who was happy, surprised and regretful. He quickly stood up and walked to the prison door, "Uncle Shi, why are you here?"

As Jia Chaode said this, he began to wipe his tears: "Nephew, I'm sorry for your father. You came to Beijing. I didn't take good care of you. I received a letter from home saying that you have been to me. You only left a word to go to Dali Temple. I came back quickly.

You kid, what stupid things you do, are you confused? How dare you be guilty of this undocument? Uncle Shi knew that you were a kind child, and you couldn't bear to see these juren have something to do, but - but you can't push yourself into the pit of death."

Wei Xiancai took Jia Chaode's hand and comforted him softly: "Uncle Shi, I have already asked all the masters. My father has indeed bought me a tribute quota. This matter is wrong, and we cannot make mistakes again and again.

Uncle Shi, since you are here, you should bring the things here."

Jia Chaode glanced at Dou Guan, looked at Wei Xiancai in embarrassment. After hesitating for a long time, he reluctantly took out a piece of paper from the cuff, handed it to Dou Guan tremblingly, and then grabbed Wei Xiancai's hand tightly and cried: "Nephew, Uncle Shi is sorry for you, how do you ask Uncle Shi to get in the relationship with your father."

Dou Guan opened the paper and looked at it, but his brows frowned suddenly and asked sternly: "Why is it written on it the name of Liu Gan, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel?"

Jia Chaode was so scared that he trembled and looked at Wei Xiancai uneasy, "Nephew, this - what is written on it, I haven't opened it yet to read it."
Chapter completed!