Of course, it was not the charge of burning the Mei Mansion in Jiangnan and killing Mei Yanzhi, the mistress of Mei Mansion.

In the eyes of the powerful superiors, what is the life of a small merchant?

So what if there are hundreds of merchants?

——All of them are ants.

If Wei Zhang had accused his fiancée of revenge, although the world would praise him as a kind and righteous person, in the eyes of the powerful royal families of the Southern Song Dynasty, he would have a bright and open future. It would have been really not a wise move to offend the chief minister who had already become a fiancée who had already become a dry bone.

Wake up and hold the power of the world, and lie drunk on the beautiful knees.

This is every man’s ultimate dream.

What's more, compared to Mei Yanzhi, who had never met with the powerful people of Jinling, Wei Wu, the daughter of Wei Ge Lao, who was famous in Beijing, was a stunning beauty.

I'm afraid even the Southern Song emperor who relied on Wei Zhang would not understand what he did.

He would think that Master Wei Ge recognized him as his disciple, and even married him the pearl of his hand, Wei Wu, to him, which was clearly a kind of promotion to Wei Zhang.

Wei Zhang's move can be regarded as a bite.

Men probably value more than beauties.

Therefore, Wei Zhang sued the Chief Minister Wei Song not for his personal grudges, but for his grand reasons.

"Wei Song has seven deceased crimes in total."

"The first thing is that I sued Wei Song for condoning his followers and oppressing the people."

"The second thing is that I sued Wei Song for corruption and abuse of power. Two years ago, the Huainan floods were flooded in the country, and Wei Song corruption caused a disaster of 100,000 taels of silver."

“The third pile…”

...

The crimes were shocking to say that they were the former, successful disciple and son-in-law of Wei Song, the upstart of the Southern Song Dynasty, and the first minister.

The atmosphere in the Golden Palace was condensed. Every time Wei Zhang said Wei Song's crime, the face of the Southern Song emperor was a little deeper than Danbi.

Looking at the always majestic Mr. Wei Ge, who was also a dark face, was looking forward to strangling Lord Zhongcheng to death but was reluctant to express his expression.

The air pressure around the Golden Palace is getting lower and lower.

The ministers were so arrogant that they did not dare to come out, for fear of a fire in the city gate and a disaster for the fish in the pond.

Wei Zhang ignored the aggressive gaze that Ge Lao seemed to be trying to kill someone, raised his eyebrows and looked at the Southern Song Emperor, and continued to say word by word:

"The seventh stance, I sued Wei Song,... The life of the grass mustard man, burned the Mei Mansion three years ago, killing my childhood sweetheart's fiancée, Mei Yanzhi!"

Wei Song was so angry that his chest was undulating and scolded: "My son Wei Zhang, don't slander me!"

"Is it a slander? Is it true that I have done these things before? Master Pavilion knows it in his heart." Wei Zhang raised his hand and clasped his fists to the Southern Song Emperor and said respectfully: "The book of evidence has been submitted. In the memorial of Wei, the emperor will know whether it is true or false at first glance."

Wei Song's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be...

"Wei Zhang, what did you do?!" If it weren't for the Golden Palace, in front of the Southern Song Emperor, Wei Song would probably be unable to help but step forward and grab Wei Zhang's collar and ask.

Wei Zhang did not answer him.

He lowered his sleeves and lowered his eyes, silent.

It looks as if the clouds are calm and the wind is light.

Wei Song was extremely angry.

I felt a little uneasy again.

He once valued this proud disciple, and now he is so afraid of him.

Above, the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty opened Wei Zhang's memorial, his eyes turned ten lines, and his face suddenly changed.

The wind and clouds are rising—

His face became increasingly ugly.
Chapter completed!