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Published at 20th of October 2021 09:07:17 AM


Chapter 35: 35

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Twenty years of prosperity and winter, the girl in white was beating the drum, and the officials had to stop when they heard her voice.

Shortly after, the palace gates opened.

The sharp inner affairs voice spread layer by layer from the Conference Hall to the outside of the palace door, "Who's at the palace door beating the drum? and also entered the palace. "

"Hundred officials, return to court!"

The Emperor wanted to arrange this case right in front of the hundred civil and military officials at the Conference Hall.

The moment the drum rang, hundreds or even thousands of spectators gathered below the tall building. The incident of the Great Jin massacre was already causing a huge uproar, and the citizens were all discussing animatedly, guessing if there was someone who wanted to stand up for him.

The face of the civil and military officials changed as they hurried back to the palace. For the first time in their lives, they went up and down twice a day. While they were feeling anxious, they couldn't help but look at the girl in white twice more.

Wen Jiu slowly walked down the tall building, every step gentle and firm.

This was the first time she had stepped into the Dijing in her entire life. Xie Heng's matter was too big, and the officials below could not do anything at all. Rather than wasting their time on those people, they might as well fight it out and directly bring this matter to the emperor, so that the world would know about it.

Right and wrong couldn't just be decided by those cowardly villains.

The high officials and influential officials were all over the floor. Everyone's eyes were on her, full of scrutiny and investigation.

Wen Jiu acted like he did not see anything as he walked towards the palace gate.

Xie Heng said that he came to Dijing to collect his debt.

This was said very lightly, but she didn't know how much pain and injuries he had suffered in his past life, before finally turning from a young man into a powerful prince. She couldn't imagine how such a thorny road full of open and dark arrows.

The him in his previous life wasn't related to Wen Jiu at all, but the Xie Heng in his current life was her elder brother.

She was the only family she had left in this world.

Even if it were the Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild, Wen Jiu would still flatten them for him!

"Do you know that only a heaven-shaking case can shake the Listening Drum?! If not, disturbing the Sacred Listening Skill is a capital offense!"

Dai Ming, who was in his forties, stood in front of Wen Jiu, his expression grim as he lowered his voice and said, "It's still not too late for you to leave."

Wen Jiu raised her head and looked at him, her eyes filled with cold light, "This humble one does not know where to seek justice, may I ask Master to lead the way?"

There was nothing wrong with these words. They were just words that were said in front of the highest head of the imperial court's prison, slapping him in the face.

Everyone had different expressions on their faces.

It just so happened that at this time, Wang Liang, the Chief Eunuch, who was standing beside the Emperor, arrived at the palace gate with his two young eunuchs and walked straight in front of Wen Liu.

Wen Jiu cupped his hands and bowed, "Yes."

In her previous life, she had seen all sorts of people. Even though she still looked like a fifteen-year-old girl and it was possible for her to perform a man's salute, she had a calmness that was neither servile nor overbearing.

"The Emperor has personally summoned you to follow me into the palace to report on this matter."

Wang Liang swept her with his gaze, as he thought of something.

A girl who dared to challenge the justice court officials in front of so many high officials and officials, how could she possibly be mediocre? I'm afraid that this time, many people will suffer together with them.

"Milords, please hurry up. The Emperor is still waiting."

Everyone was still pondering their words when Wang Liang swept his whisk across the place, "We'll go first."

The man did not reveal a single word, and immediately brought Wen Jiu into the palace.

They didn't say anything along the way.

Wen Jiu was not unfamiliar with the Great Yan Imperial Palace. In his previous life, she had visited this place many times and was also a frequent guest at the palace banquet, yet she had never entered the Conference Hall.

Those people said, only men could participate in the Conference Hall.

So no matter how much money she had, or how much she had paid for the Great Yan, she was still not qualified to appear in the Conference Hall. In this life, she was no longer an idiot who circled around Meng Chengyun, but had stood here because of Xie Heng.

It was even more outrageous than a legend written on a play paper.

"Girl, let's stop here. "What grievances do you have? Let me take your place …"

Wang Liang brought her to the front of the Conference Hall, and the moment he turned his head to talk to her, he was stunned.

Wen Jiu knelt in front of the white jade steps as his sleeves fluttered in the northern wind. Both of his hands formed a piece of paper above his head, "My daughter, the Wen Clan's Jiu, has come from the Changping County to protect the one hundred and thirty thousand citizens of Anyang City. I ask Your Majesty, is it your fault to protect my Great Yan citizens? Or is it wrong to kill the enemies that invaded my land? "

After all these days of travelling, her voice had become hoarse and her voice had become much louder than most people.

The sound of the wind howled, the girl's voice reverberated in the air and echoed into the palace hall.

The court officials were all shocked when they heard her. They all quickened their pace as they passed by her, almost running up the white jade stairs to enter Conference Hall.

Was this girl tired of living?

How dare you speak to the Emperor like that! Aren't you afraid of losing your life?

"Miss."

Wang Liang only regained his senses after a long while, "This is also …" There was nothing he could say. He took the paper from her hand. "I'll hand it to the emperor in your place. You can do it yourself."

Wen Jiu lowered his eyes. "Thank you, Eunuch."

Barefooted people did not fear to wear shoes. Wen Jiu was alone in this world, and so was Xie Heng.

Since she dared to come to the Dijing at this time, she wasn't afraid of those people secretly becoming demons.

Only, the wind in the palace was very strong.

It was really cold.

The Conference Hall was in an uproar, it could be seen that Xie Xuan, the future number one assistant, had extraordinary skill in writing slang words, with just a few hundred words, it was enough to cause a commotion among the people inside.

Those high and mighty would also quarrel like fools on the streets over a matter.

Wen Jiu kneeled on the ground, his white robes full of dust.

She was waiting.

Waiting for them to come to a conclusion.

The northern wind was chilling to the bone. Not long after, snowflakes began to fall gently from the sky.

She raised her head. Snowflakes fell between her brows, turning into a bit of coolness that seeped into her skin.

In the blink of an eye, snow covered the sky as it fell.

This was the first snow of the year. To Xie Heng, this was a timely snowfall.

Wen Jiu didn't know how much time had passed.

As long as she was covered in a layer of snow.

The Conference Hall door opened once again. Separated by many shadows, she could not see what the person on the dragon throne looked like.

Wang Liang stood at the entrance and shouted loudly, "The Emperor has decreed to summon the Duke of An Le! Call... Xie Heng! "

Wen Jiu knelt until he was on the verge of collapse, but he still heaved a sigh of relief.

Not a prisoner, not anyone else.

It was just that person's name.

Xie Heng.

Wang Liang stood in front of the palace gate and unintentionally swept a glance at her. A pitiful and lamentable expression flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

There were so many idiots in this world, how could he have pitied them?

Two hours later.

The Marquis of An Le, Cao Gao Lang, who had just returned to the capital to report for duty, limped into the palace. The youth accompanying him was dressed in white clothes like a painting.

The attendant reported, "The Duke of An Le has arrived!"

"Xie Heng has arrived!"

Wen Jiu wanted to turn around to take a look, but his entire body was already frozen stiff.

She heard the young man's footsteps, as well as Xie Heng's question that almost caused her to lose her voice from shock: "Jiu?"




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