The thieves must be punished!

His eyes were like daggers, but Qian Zhuo didn't care.

As the female official came to court, he, the censor of Zuodu, was pushed to the edge of the cliff. If he didn't struggle, he would have no choice but to resign.

Of course he would not resign.

Then there is only one other way.

Just like Chang Shengning served His Majesty's sword back then, he does the same today!

Even if he doesn't know how to do it, he can still copy it!

"Your Majesty, I think that if we want to investigate this matter, we cannot leave it to the Metropolitan Procuratorate." Chang Shengning, who had just been muttered in his mind by Qian Zhuo, spoke at this moment.

He stood up again and insisted on kneeling on the ground regardless of the help of several eunuchs.

"If Your Majesty really wants to change the distinction between men and women in the Litigation Prison, he should start from the "Dayong Code". There are many implications, and I think that the female officials of Duanji Palace should discuss it together."…

Shen Shiqing looked at Chang Shengning and saw only the white hair faintly peeking out from the old man's hat.

Chang Shengning, known as "the most cruel official in the Yong Dynasty", "the rebirth of Junchen", "the reincarnation of Zhang Tang"... Such a person was actually the first among the ministers to really stand up and propose to bring female officials together. To discuss matters in court.

With a slight movement of her fingers, a smile appeared on Shen Shiqing's face:

"Okay, this matter will be based on what Chang Shangshu said."

Qian Zhuo knelt on the spot. He was obviously the first to stand up. He also learned from Zhao Mingyin's decisive attitude. He also decided to follow Chang Shengning's example and never play both sides again. From now on, he would only be a solitary minister.

But he still didn't catch anything.

For three hours from morning to afternoon, the gate of Wuying Palace was reopened, and the ministers filed out with their legs weak, their faces pale and pale as if they were mourning for their heirs.

Chang Shengning was helped by Yiji himself and walked slowly out. When he reached the courtyard gate, he turned back and glanced at Wuying Palace.

"Master Chang, be careful."

"Thank you." A smile suddenly appeared on Chang Shengning's wrinkled old face, "A chicken, a clay figure with iron underneath, and a heart in the iron bag. Have you ever thought of that?"

Yiji smiled modestly and said, "Sir, I am dedicated to serving the public. Our family does not dare to think about it arbitrarily."

Chang Shengning suddenly laughed out loud: "Before today, I never thought of it myself!"

A chicken just smiles.

In Wuying Hall, Gao Wanxin led a group of female officials and maids to put away all the case files.

"Your Majesty, are these files going to be returned to Dali Temple?"

"Make a copy and send the copy back."

Shen Shiqing, who was writing something on the folder, raised his eyes and looked at the case files.

"From today on, these case files are no longer case files."

Gao Wanxin carefully straightened the pen holder and saw a smile on His Majesty's face.

It was a smile that was completely different from His Majesty's usual smile.

"I am ignorant. I don't know if these files are anything other than case files. Please enlighten me."

"It's evidence of guilt." Shen Shiqing said with a smile, "Since today, more and more

People will know that these case files are evidence of crime."

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When Shi Chunmei opened her eyes, she felt a bright light in front of her eyes. She was stunned for a long time before she realized that she was in a cell with a window, and she was also covered with layers of quilts. These quilts were not only

It's new and still smells good.

Shi Chunmei couldn't hold back, buried her face in it, and took a deep breath.

"This is truly a fairy quilt." She murmured to herself.

"If gods don't eat, drink or sleep, what are they doing with quilts?"

Suddenly a woman's voice came from not far away.

Shi Chunmei hurriedly went to see her, and saw a jade-like woman sitting on a wooden chair with her legs crossed. She looked dignified everywhere.

"What a pretty lady!"

When someone said this, Zhao Surui's face sank.

Before rescuing people, he was still called "Good Bodhisattva". Why was this person kicked off the altar after he was healed?
Chapter completed!