Chapter 315 How to Punish a Crime

Mo Fei felt so uncomfortable, so he sat down on the ground and told his master what had happened in the past few days.

"Master, didn't they all say that Duke Wei's mansion was poor? However, why did they prepare so much grain for Shen Dingshan? Those grains cost hundreds of thousands of taels to say the least."

"Is it strange?"

The man who flipped the book again picked up the jade cup by the table, put it between his lips and took a sip. His lips were extremely pale, and the touch was warm as water.

"Isn't it strange?"

Mo Fei asked back, "That's weird, okay?"

The man smiled lightly, "Do you remember that when we returned to Beijing, you had frozen ice, who brought the charcoal, and who brought the food and clothing?"

"It's them?"

Mo Fei stood up with a whimper. It was sent by the Duke of Wei, saying that it was a return gift for us. Young master, are you still thinking that their ten taels of silver are really not given away for nothing, and they will still earn it when they arrive. It was the charcoal, the cotton-padded clothes, and the food that kept him from freezing to death. You know, before he received these, he would really freeze into a dog. He was wrapped in a quilt every day, watching He was about to freeze to death soon, but the people over there gave them a gift in return, and he was alive, and at that time he almost burst into tears while holding a cotton-padded jacket.

His life was saved by those things.

In this way, it is only natural for him to save Shen Dingshan, he should save him, yes, he should save him.

"Sir, I'll discuss something with you."

Mo Fei's eyes began to sparkle.

"Well, let's talk."

The man leaned down slightly, and the curvature of the corners of his lips was very elegant and beautiful.

Seeing that the master was in a good mood, Mo Fei said quickly, "The Duke of Wei has two very large dogs, and they are very human-friendly big dogs. We didn't agree, if you give birth to a son of a bitch, give them to I brought one, son, let's keep it, that dog looks good."

The man's fingers were stained with a plain fragrance again, and when he turned over a page of the book, he finally came up with such a good word... which was almost inaudible.

Perhaps also a little curious, what kind of dogs are they?

Even Mo Fei, who hates long hair, is full of praise. If you think about it, there will be something special.

Mo Fei was lying on a table and was sleeping soundly, but he couldn't help scratching his face, not knowing what to think, he mumbled something in his mouth.

The man sitting at the table is still sitting there, always moving and never moving, and in front of him is not a candle, but a huge night pearl. It was as bright as daylight, and the light was extremely soft.

At this time, the night wind was a bit cold, and there was some wind from the window, which blew the hair on the man's side face. It was so soft and smooth. He opened his eyes. There are gods, bright eyes and good eyes, but they are cold and frosty.

Shen Dingshan won a battle here, and already occupied a city in the Northern Qi Dynasty. Such good news had already been reported to the imperial court, but he didn't know that there was a faster secret order flying towards the capital.

With a snap, the emperor threw the memorial in his hand, "The coach is injured and his life is at stake. Our military rations are burned, and the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers are hanging by a thread."

"How will this battle be won again, and how will the grain and grass be transported?"

And the officials below all had a chilling look on their faces. The most urgent ones were Prince Jun and Lin Shangshu. Both of them were Shen Dingshan's in-laws. Now that something happened to Shen Dingshan, they were also anxious.

Weiping Hou, who had been silent for a long time, finally came back to life, he hurriedly stood up and shouted loudly.

"Your Majesty, all of this is due to Shen Dingshan's mistakes in using his troops. He killed tens of thousands of soldiers in our army. Please ask the emperor to issue a decree to arrest Shen's house to comfort the spirits of our soldiers in the sky."

Prince Jun really wanted to kick it down, his mouth was full of nonsense.

He hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee, "Your Majesty, now is not the time to discuss sins, but to find a way to raise food and grass."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Lin Shangshu also stepped forward, "The army is still on the expedition, let's not mention the crime first, we must first come up with a solution."

"Prince Jun, Lin Shangshu, you are so nice to say," Weiping Hou sneered, "You know how far this is from the land of the army, you know where it is, even if it is to transport food and grass, it will cost three For more than a month, you said that those soldiers who are hungry, why are they waiting for this March?"

Weiping Hou said in a heartache, "Your Majesty, those are all my great soldiers and strong generals, if they are really damaged there, my great Zhou is in crisis, and as he said, he got back on his feet and fell down. , If the emperor does not take care of the Shen family, how can he quell the grievances of the people, all my tens of thousands of soldiers are in the hands of Shen Dingshan."

Prince Jun's mansion gritted his teeth, and almost couldn't help tearing the mouth of the Weiping Marquis, marching to fight, there is no reason to win, even if it is changed, it is a common thing, how can it be blamed? In the case of relatives, if this is true, then who would dare to bring this soldier to fight this battle in the future?

Wei Pinghou's small face, punished one by one, was also the emperor who let the upper seat sit, hesitating from time to time.

He seems to be thinking about something, and what is he deciding?

At this moment, the emperor is like this, so that Prince Jun has a bad premonition in his heart, afraid that he really wants to...

If so, then...

He can only keep Shen Qingrong. After all, Shen Qingrong is now a clan member, and Shen Wenhao can also get off his guilt. After all, he is a member of the Department of Weapons. He can make magic weapons and weapons.

And Shen Qingci is now a complete Shen family, so...

Lin Shangshu's heart was extremely anxious, and he really didn't know what to do. The emperor's temperament has always been arbitrary, and now he absolutely cannot plead for mercy, otherwise, he is afraid that the emperor may really order to kill the Shen family.

"Go to court!" The emperor stood up immediately, flicked his sleeves, and walked out, but no one dared to speak again. He was obviously in a bad mood. If he angered the holy will, it would be a big deal.

When King Junhui and Lin Shangshu were about to leave, they were detained by the guards at the door. Their hearts couldn't help but feel tight. It seemed that the emperor was guarding them.

"Eldest son, eldest son..."

A servant hurried over to look for Shen Wenhao. Because Shen Wenhao doesn't have to go to court now, he doesn't have to go to court every day, and he only goes to court when the emperor summons him.

At this time, he is perfecting the Eight Bull Crossbow. The last time he worked day and night, it was not perfect. After this improvement, the performance and accuracy will be even better.

"Son..."

The servant hurried in, and even forgot to knock on the door.