After reading the letter, Feng Zhun, the doctor of the imperial envoy, showed a look of righteous indignation on his face. His fingers still beat hard on the letter paper and scolded at the beginning of summer: "little Marquis, you are the only one in our big Xiao, the little Marquis who inherited the Marquis from birth. Under this letter is the seal of King Hu. What else can you argue now?"

As soon as Feng Zhun's impassioned pledge of responsibility came out, the pot immediately burst open inside and outside the hall. Together with the shock of pleading guilty in person just at the beginning of summer, it was noisy at this time.

At this moment, Kong Changhui could not give another order to pull down the angry people.

Although their abusive voice was vulgar at this time.

Now, the Dali temple is full of accusations. He can't order Guan Xi to drag all the people down and beat the board.

Therefore, Kong Changhui could only look at the Yamen serviceman, and the sound of "Dong Dong Dong" yamen sticks sounded on both sides of the hall

However, the speech inside and outside the hall has not been reduced.

Until Xiao Zimu stood up, Turning to the outside of the hall, I said coldly: "as the prince of the state of Xiao, I naturally pay more and more attention to this matter. But please think about it. If only one letter from other countries can convict our people of treason and treason, wouldn't it be ridiculous. If it's so hasty, why should we send the scholar to war? I asked my father and emperor to write four letters, affix the emperor's seal and personally send them to the four countries."

The people were reprimanded by his sudden royal majesty and loud words. They stopped and turned their minds. They also felt that what he said was very reasonable.

It's ridiculous to believe that the enemy collaborated and betrayed the country in early summer only by relying on letters from other countries.

At this time, Su qianle took out a letter from his sleeve, turned to Xiao Zimu, opened his mouth to his back and said: "this is the reply sent by the little marquis to the state of Hu. I wonder if his highness Qi can forcibly defend the little Marquis after reading it..."

Xiao Zimu's body stiffened and his fists behind him clenched tightly. He tried his best to maintain a calm and calm face in the eyes of the people and turned slowly.

He looked at Su qianle with letters in his hands. His face, which was always as warm as jade, was very cold at this time.

Xiao Zimu took a hint of irony on his lips and asked her, "since the reply to the state of Hu is not in the hands of King Hu, how can it appear in your hands?"

Su qianle took a fancy to the channel in his hand: "this is the letter that the little Marquis forced my brother to send. My brother is honest and magnanimous. He refused to do this thing of collaborating with the enemy and treason. He secretly withheld it and handed it to me for safekeeping."

Xiao Zimu sneered: "it's hard for Miss Su to keep it so well. It's really intentional."

Su qianle ignored the sarcasm in his words, but raised his hands again: "Your Highness Qi has always had a good relationship with the little marquis. I think he knows his handwriting. I don't know if it's written by him."

Xiao Zimu walked in front of her and took the letter in her hand.

The letter was drawn out and there were only seven words in it: peace of mind, peace of mind.

There was no address or signature, but the familiar uninhibited wild grass, Xiao Zimu knew at a glance that it was the handwriting from the beginning of summer. As soon as his hand shook, the letter fell down, and was blown by the wind and fluttered at the feet of the beginning of summer.

At the beginning of summer, a crack finally appeared in the original wave free complexion.

This letter is the peace letter that Su qianle wrote to Su Qianan when he came to yunqi hospital to deliver rice to him that day.

At the beginning of summer, I raised my eyes to Su qianle. The eyes were full of sadness

At this moment, he laughed loudly as if he were crazy.

The laughter was miserable, with endless heartache and disappointment

He smiled at himself. Until now, he didn't know that Su qianle had started planning so long ago?

On that day, she came to deliver food to him.

What he thought at that time was that he only wanted to protect her to live a carefree and stable life in prosperity and peace

But what's in her mind? How did you put him in a hopeless situation?

Xiao Zimu knew for the first time that a person can laugh, so sad and desperate

"Ah Chu..." he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, gently and carefully put it on the shoulder of early summer, and spoke to him with almost tenderness and worry.

Xiao Zimu looked at the letter on the ground and was extremely afraid. He naturally believed in early summer, but he didn't know that he was under the mountain of hard evidence.

How can he protect him

He was even more afraid of what it was like at the beginning of summer. Before he could figure out a way, his mind had collapsed.

"Seven younger brothers, tell me if this letter is written by the little marquis." Xiao Yanjun looked at the beginning of summer when he lost his temper. He was very happy. His eyebrows were full of smiles. He kindly asked Xiao Zimu.

Xiao Zimu turned to look at him. His eyes were full of hate and killing. He had never felt so eager to sit in that chair.

He only hates that he realized too late. He still doesn't have enough rights in his hands so that he can protect the people on the tip of his heart recklessly

"Huh?" When Xiao Yanjun saw him like this, his smile became more meaningful and full of satisfaction. He smiled at the corners of his lips and challenged Xiao Zimu: "seven younger brothers, is it or not?"

Xiao Zimu knew Xiao Yanjun's intention and was forcing him to speak.

If he said so, he would naturally become a traitor to the enemy in early summer.

If he said no, maybe he would suffer the disaster of collusion with early summer.

"No!" Xiao Zimu replied loudly and emphatically to him.

He stood upright with his hands behind his back and clenched his fists. Even though he didn't have enough power at present, he still wanted to be openly partial in full view of the public!

"That's great." Xiao Yanjun's handsome face was filled with sincere joy. He didn't expect Xiao Zimu to be so stupid. The obvious pit would rush to step in.

At first, he just wanted to kill Xiao mubai and General Zhao in early summer.

As for Xiao Zimu, he never thought about it at all.

Who ever thought that someone would come from the way of death

Just now Kong Changhui asked Jing Qibin whether the seal letter was really the seal of King Hu. He was a little flustered. He was not sure whether the letter sent by his mother's imperial concubine would show his feet.

Kong Changhui was easy to fool when he was an official soon, but Jing Qibin, the Minister of justice of the Ministry of punishment, had been immersed in the Ministry of punishment for many years and was naturally familiar with the king's seal of the state of Hu.

In case he recognizes the fake, he's afraid of self defeating.

He didn't know that what concubine Li gave was originally true. She had sent people to the state of Hu and sent this confidant. Naturally, the Wang seal was true. Where would Jing Qibin recognize it as a fake