The Dali Temple Minister sat in the study, leisurely closing his eyes, serving tea with one hand and humming a small song with the other hand, while he was busy waiting to go to the yamen.

Bao Zheng walked over with a serious look on his face. Seeing the doorman open wide, he didn't knock on the door and went straight into the room.

The Dali Temple Minister heard Bao Zheng's footsteps and quickly raised his head. When he saw that it was him, he felt a little disgusted, but he had to sit upright and pretend to be working seriously.

Bao Zheng stood in front of the Dali Temple Court, first bowed and then solemnly said, "Please pay homage to the Lord Tingwei."

The Dali Temple Minister raised his hand with a kind face, smiled and asked, "You are not allowed to pay any gifts. Are you in such a hurry, but you have something to report?"

Bao Zheng nodded and presented the two complaints to the Dali Temple Minister's case, and said in a stern manner: "Eunuch Lei and Beidou Company respectively submitted a complaint. Eunuch Lei sued the Beidou Company to ignore the emperor and arrest and intend to assassinate the Zhenren Demiao. The Beidou Company complained that Demiao was murdered and should be severely punished, but was sheltered by Eunuch Lei and intended to recommend it to the emperor. After receiving the two complaints, the subordinate felt that "

When the Dali Temple Minister heard Bao Zheng's words, his impatient expression flashed away. However, he quickly returned to his smile and interrupted Bao Zheng's words: "Wait for a moment, and wait until I read the complaint."

"Yes." Bao Zheng handed over the complaint, then stood in front of the case, said no more, and bowed and waited for the result.

The Dali Temple Minister opened the complaint and glanced at him. Seeing that Bao Zheng had not left, he opened his mouth again: "Bao Jingshi, the yamen will be disbanded soon, why haven't you left yet?"

Bao Zheng's expression remained unchanged and bowed and said respectfully: "Sir, this case is of great importance. Jingshi Zheng is a clean and honest minister and died in Tai'an. The court cannot help but give him an explanation. Now the murderer is in the inn instead of the heavenly prison, and he has to be received by the emperor. Isn't that true? So I hope the master will make a decision early to teach His Majesty the true feelings and avoid being deceived by the inner minister."

The Dali Temple Minister supported his head and pretended to think, but in a place where Bao Zheng could not see, the disgust on his face was even heavier.

But when he raised his head, there was another smile on his face and said in a gentle voice: "Ah, what Bao Jing said is very true. However, if you want to determine the right and wrong, you need to go to the court to ask the case and investigate the evidence. How can you do this so quickly? Teach Your Majesty to know the true feelings, haha, that's simple."

After saying that, the Dali Temple Queen took a sip of tea and looked at Bao Zheng with a smile: "You have copied one of these two complaints and sent them to the palace tomorrow morning. Wouldn't your Majesty know?"

Bao Zheng saluted with a serious face: "Sir, obey the order!"

The Dali Temple Minister smiled and encouraged him a few more words of encouragement, asking Bao Zheng to leave.

Looking at Bao Zheng's firm back, a mocking expression appeared on the face of the Dali Temple Minister, and murmured: "It's dull and square, I don't know how to adapt! Bao Zheng, Bao Zheng, you are also from the Jinshi list and you are stupid in your studies. You will have no great prospects in your life!"

After saying that, he looked up at the sky. Seeing that the time was almost over, he hummed a small song and stood up and walked out.

In the inn, De Miao was lying in the bathtub to bathe, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

After all, she is a woman. However, she loves to be clean, regardless of her good or evil, and her virtue is no exception. These days she has been trapped in a cage. Not to mention bathing, she is not even free to enter the toilet. Today, she can finally wash away the dust and feels so comfortable that she doesn't want to think about anything.

Suddenly, a slight sound came from the room, as if something had fallen to the ground.

De Miao was startled and looked up in surprise. He saw a square box the size of a palm appeared in the corner of the wall, with a small wheel at the bottom, slowly rolling towards the bathtub.

The square box stopped in front of the bathtub, suddenly decomposed, and the wooden strips fell to the ground and jumped up again, forming a thin and tall wooden man, which looked very strange.

The wooden man danced gently and made the same voice as the wooden kite that De Miao had seen before: "De Miao, I said that as long as you surrender to me, I can save you from the death disaster. Now, do you believe it?"

Demiao was shocked: "It turned out to be you, who are you?"

"I? You can call me Doumu Tianzun!"

"Doumu Tianzun?" Demiao was shocked.

"Although you are not a true Taoist, since you pretend to be a Taoist and cheat, you will not do your homework, don't even know about Doumu Tianzun?" A sarcasm sounded from the wooden man.

De Miao was a little angry and his face flushed: "Of course I know! Doumu Tianzun, also known as Doumu Yuanjun, is the god of life, death, and blessings in the world!"

"Not bad! I am the god of life, death, and blessings in the world!" The wooden man's voice was plain, but his words were so crazy.

De Miao sneered in his heart, God? How could a real god play with such a small trick?

She was about to speak sarcastic, but when she thought of her situation, she calmed down and frowned and looked at the wooden man and asked, "What do you want me to surrender to you? What do you want me to do?"

A faint laughter came from the wooden man: "Haha, you are the disciple of Tianjizi, and you are a brilliant and brilliant illusion that is only used to deceive some villagers and women. Isn't it a pity! Follow me, I will make you have great skills! However, you don't need to do anything at the moment, you can do your own thing! If I give you instructions, I will tell you!"

De Miao stood up in a panic, and a look of shock appeared on her face: "You actually know the origin of my master?"

The wooden man proudly said: "I know more than you know! Okay, listen carefully. Now I will tell you something that is the key to overturning the case when you are tried. Listen carefully!"

Speaking of this, De Miao calmed down and knew that it was related to his life and death. He stopped talking now, sat down slowly and listened with his ears.

"Don't be afraid after you come to court, do what I say, first you want it."

After a stick of incense, the wooden man finished what he wanted to say and said, "Okay, I'm leaving now. Before leaving, I'll give you a big gift."

"What a great gift!" De Miao was still thinking about the other party's previous words. When he heard the great gift, he didn't think much about it and asked casually.

"Don't be impatient, then you will know!" As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden man's body shook, regained into a small square box, rolling outwards and leaving.

Demiao stared at the direction where Xiao Fangxiao left, looking surprised and suspicious.

After taking a shower, Demiao returned to the bedroom, put on a thin and soft underwear, sat in front of the dressing table while combing her hair while thinking about what happened before, revealing her beautiful and hot figure...

At this moment, a flattering voice suddenly came from outside: "Fairy De Miao, Fairy De Miao?"

Demiao stopped the comb and frowned and turned around: "Who?"

"At the postmaster Xiao Yuan, Mr. Ding is visiting you."

De Miao was stunned: "Which husband Ding?"

"Of course, I am in charge of the minister of the Central Secretariat Pingzhang, the prime minister of our Song Dynasty."
Chapter completed!