Chapter 448 The situation in Beijing is getting worse

In front of the official office of Dali Temple, the agitated scholars from various families gathered here, looking very excited and shouting loudly:

"Release Master Si Ye and severely punish Di Renjie, the minister of Dali Temple!"

"Constructing a crime, falsely accusing celebrities, this is what cruel officials do!"

Faced with such a group of extremely excited and indignant scholars from hundreds of schools, Yao Guangxiao was well prepared and sent a group of forbidden troops to strictly guard the Dali Temple. In addition, the Ministry of Punishment, Sticking Branch, and Dongchang were also in charge of various activities.

Send experts to guard the inside and outside of Dali Temple.

At this time, the people from hundreds of schools who were on duty in Dali Temple, especially the Legalist disciples, had even been ordered to stay in their respective courtyards, under strict guard by the guards, and were not allowed to go out at will.

The atmosphere in the entire Dali Temple was solemn and tense. Everyone felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and their expressions could not hide their panic.

At this time, the minister of Dali Temple, Di Renjie, who was the main target of criticism by scholars of all schools of thought, was sitting in the lobby of the government office with a normal expression, handling official duties as usual.

An official from Dali Temple looked anxious and said in a deep voice:

"Sir, these daring scholars outside are here just for you, my lord, why don't you just stay away from them?"

Di Renjie flatly refused without raising his head:

"Avoid? I have a clear conscience, why should I evade?"

Di Renjie never dreamed that one day he would be called a cruel official...

However, he acted in accordance with His Majesty's will, and he had a clear conscience in what he said and did, and never acted in any way to frame himself. If he left the Yamen of Dali Temple at this time, he would be suspected of having a guilty conscience, and he would also lose the dignity of the court. Therefore, no matter what, he would

Neither wanted to leave just like that.

Listening to the voices of accountability coming from outside, Di Renjie put down the official document in his hand, stood up, and said:

"Go to the prison, I want to see my teacher Mingzhe!"

The officials under his command were surprised by Di Renjie's calmness in handling matters, and they couldn't help but feel admiration in their hearts. They cupped their hands and said:

"yes!"

The prison in the official office of Dali Temple is considered to have the best conditions among the prisons in various government offices in Beijing. After all, most of the people detained here were officials before, and many people were able to clear their grievances and be reinstated to their original posts.

The prison built above the ground does not feel dark and damp at all, but is bright and bright.

The cells of Shi Mingzhe and the three of them were the best among all the cells.

Sunlight shines in through the window in the cell. Looking out from the window, you can also see the flowers and plants in the backyard of Dali Temple. If you listen carefully, you can also hear the sound of birdsong outside.

In the three adjacent cells, Shi Mingzhe, Ji Fang, and Gongsun Song were kneeling on brocade cushions. On the low table in front of them, there were exquisite tea sets. The refreshing fragrance of tea made people feel happy when they smelled it.

You know what is brewing in the teapot is the finest tea leaves in the world.

At this time, the three of them were raising glasses to each other across the cell door, looking relaxed and enjoying themselves.

Ji Fang and Gongsun Song, who were still a little panicked at first, apparently heard the noise coming from outside Dali Temple at this time. They were convinced in their hearts and regained some of the calmness that elites from hundreds of families should have.

Di Renjie glanced at the cell of the three people calmly, his brows moved, and he said in a deep voice:

"As the minister of Dali Temple, I often come to this prison. But I just found out today that the conditions in this Dali Temple cell are so good!"

The conditions in the cells in Dali Temple are good, but they are just cleaner and brighter in comparison. The people here are all guilty after all, so the conditions cannot be so comfortable!

The cell leader next to Di Renjie was trembling all over and stammered:

"Big, big, adults, little people really don't know how these things got in..."

Di Renjie sneered and said:

"Of course you don't know! I have no idea how many hundreds of disciples are serving in Dali Temple, especially the Legalist disciples. I don't have the guts to rescue these three people from prison, but as a master, Jitang

Lord, Mr. Gongsun secretly conveyed some news and sent some things in, but many people are willing to help!"

Compared with the various forces in the world, the various schools of thought are more loosely organized and have a looser structure. Except for a few core disciples who have been carefully cultivated, the rest of the disciples are mostly similar to the relationship between an academy and its students.

These people may not necessarily be willing to give up their own future for each school. But they have taught each other skills and are from the same school, so it is inevitable that they will help each other. When something goes wrong, it is normal for them to help secretly.

Shi Mingzhe, who was in the cell, raised his head slightly at this time, raised his hand to pour a cup of tea for Di Renjie, and then raised his hand to greet him.

When Di Renjie saw this, he immediately waved his hand to signal the people around him to open the cell, then walked straight into it, knelt down in front of Shi Mingzhe, and took the cup of tea from Shi Mingzhe.

"This should be the first time Master Di has come to see us since the three of us entered Dali Temple." Shi Mingzhe looked at Di Renjie in front of him and said in a deep voice.

Di Renjie put down the tea cup in his hand, nodded and said:

"Well, although Your Majesty has been on tour for several months, I have just returned to Beijing and it is inevitable that I will be busy with official duties... If it weren't for Shi Siye's method, I'm afraid I still wouldn't be able to see me today!"

Gongsun Song, who was in the next cell, directly intervened:

"Lord Di, what does this mean? Why can't we understand it? Also, didn't you say before that there was evidence in Dali Temple that the three of us conspired to assassinate Gong Wei? I wonder if you can show it to the three of me now?

look?"

Upon hearing this, Di Renjie turned his head slightly and nodded to the officials accompanying him.

When there was a police officer, holding a thick file in his hand, he walked into the cell and placed the thing in his hand in front of Shi Mingzhe.

Di Renjie picked up a few copies and introduced them respectively:

"This account book is the private property of your Confucian family. It contains the details of the fund allocation in the past few months."

"This file contains the confessions of the servants in the palace who were bribed by infiltrators, as well as an inventory of the money used to bribe them."

"This is the confession of the person responsible for bribing the palace servant."

…

Gongsun Song and Ji Fang on the side looked a little strange at this time.

Obviously Shi Mingzhe had promised before that Confucianism had dealt with it carefully, and it would never be so easy for the court to find clues.

But he never expected that in just a few days, Di Renjie would have so many things in his hands!

From the corner of his eyes, Shi Mingzhe glanced at the two people next to him who had different expressions, and immediately frowned slightly.

He knew very well that despite the fact that Legalists and famous scholars were standing with him now. But in fact, if the situation really came to an irreversible point, in order to preserve the foundation of the two families in Yun State, Ji Fang and Gongsun Song would definitely

He gave himself up without hesitation in exchange for the Yun State court not to investigate further.

Thinking of this, Shi Mingzhe quickly retorted:

"If we only have these pieces of evidence, we can't convict someone of my master's crime!"

When Di Renjie heard this, he laughed, nodded slightly, took out another file, held it in his hand, and continued:

"And this one is the confession of your Confucian disciple, Zou Shi, who I, the Dali Temple, caught following the clues! According to his account, this matter..."

When Di Renjie said this, he was immediately interrupted by Shi Mingzhe:

"Zou Shi, isn't he already dead?"

At this time, Shi Mingzhe blurted out, obviously a little out of control.

Because the power of the Yun Kingdom's court far exceeded his previous imagination. It actually touched Zou Shi's body in such a short period of time.

"How did Mr. Shi know?" Di Renjie asked immediately.

Shi Mingzhe took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"As Mr. Di said, there are many people in Dali Temple who sympathize with the three of us..."

Di Renjie curled his lips, nodded, and said:

"He's not dead!"

Shi Mingzhe narrowed his eyes and said suspiciously:

"Not dead?"

"Yes, he's not dead! The head of the Fang Ji family, the imperial doctor Ji Xu, who is known as 'the living and the dead, the flesh and bones', is now sitting in the capital. Your disciple named Zou Shi was very lucky, and he was saved by the imperial doctor Ji Xu

One life!"

"Perhaps after dying once, Zou Shi is now enlightened. After a little interrogation, he explained everything."

This Ji Huan, also known as Bian Que, the famous miracle doctor in history, possesses sixth-level medical skills that are among the best in the world!

He and Qin He, with the support of Xiao Cheng, founded Fang Jijia in Jixia Academy, aiming to train medical disciples to practice medicine all over the world and relieve the world from the suffering of diseases.

Naturally, Shi Mingzhe and the others knew about such medical skills and reputation.

When he heard what Di Renjie said at this time, Shi Mingzhe actually didn't believe it. Because this Confucian disciple named Zou Shi was trained by him personally, he strongly identified with Confucianism, and he was from the Xia Kingdom. It was absolutely impossible that he would

Tell the truth about what you know.

However, even if Shi Mingzhe was so sure that his disciples would not betray him, Ji Fang and Gongsun Song did not have such confidence. When they heard what Di Renjie said, their faces sank and became extremely solemn.

Shi Mingzhe's face was uncertain. He immediately took the file from Di Renjie's hand and glanced at it. Then he breathed a long sigh of relief, sat up straight and said:

"This file is full of nonsense and has no credibility at all! I also ask Master Di to bring Zou Shi to me and confront me face to face!"

When Di Renjie heard this, he nodded repeatedly and said casually:

"Okay...but Shi Siye still has to wait a moment! I want to interrogate Hall Master Ji and Mr. Gongsun first!"

Having said this, Di Renjie stood up straight away and said loudly:
To be continued...