He was plotting to murder the imperial officials? The gatekeeper was frightened by the group of vicious officials and did not dare to procrastinate. He heard this and ran back immediately.

When Master Yuan heard the news, his face changed drastically and he said angrily: "It wasn't me who smashed her if she doesn't wake up, it's..."

"What do you dare to say?" Several old men walked in from outside the door, all with a look of disdain. It was obvious that they had heard the news about what happened outside the door.

It was His Majesty who wanted Jiaojiao to wake up, so Jiaojiao woke up, but she didn't wake up.

What a simple truth, even a three-year-old child can understand it.

"Speaking of this, I'm much heavier than hers," Master Yuan touched his head and said dissatisfiedly, "Why dare Dali Temple take people?"

"Just because she wasn't awake!" One of the old men said coldly, then paused, and said, "I'm really right to murder the imperial court's official."

She is an official, a female official from Dali Temple. Even if she heard that she went to Dali Temple for the sake of the storefront of Dali Temple, and she heard that she was relying on luck to solve the case, she was also an official.

"Who is the official?" Yuan Erye said angrily, "It's just an eighth-rank official with a sesame size."

People say that the ninth-rank sesame official can be so big?

"It's true that she is an eighth-rank official," the old man who had just spoken out again and asked, "What about you? What is your official position?"

The second master Yuan was speechless for a moment.

He is the second master of the Yuan family. Not to mention the eighth-rank sesame official at the moment, he is the seventh-rank. If a sixth-rank stands in front of him, he should still say respectfully to the second master of the Yuan family?

But he is not an official.

This sentence seemed to suddenly hit his heart's pain, and Master Yuan angrily said, "My surname is Yuan!"

This surname is much more useful than the seventh or eighth grade sesame official.

"So the surname Yuan is powerful, not you." The old man closed his eyes, as if he was helpless, "Also, Jiaojiao is not an official either."

"This has nothing to do with Jiaojiao." said the second master Yuan, "She was not stunned because of me. I want to ask His Majesty to make the decision."

"Do you think you have entered the palace gate?" The old man snorted coldly, looking at him as if he was looking at a fool.

"But this is what Your Majesty allows." Master Yuan Er said angrily, "What does this have to do with me?"

"Is there an imperial edict?" the old man looked at him coldly and asked again.

The imperial edict? The second master of the Yuan Dynasty was speechless for a moment.

Of course he didn't have anything like an imperial edict.

"Then I won't ask your Majesty to allow it." The old man spoke blankly, "I can't count such things."

The second master Yuan was shocked: "That's a dignified emperor, the emperor's words are all sacred."

"The words of the imperial edict are called "A word of the word". Your Majesty has never said that you will attack her, so naturally I can't count it." The old man glanced at him, "Emperor... Oh, the emperor's words are the most unbelievable. I wonder if I introduced me and Jiao family to Chang'an City to fight against the Great Heavenly Master? I used to think that the emperor and the Great Heavenly Master were as powerful as water and fire. Now it seems that the relationship between the king and the minister is very good."

Of course, the face is very good. After all, the great master has no contribution to helping His Majesty ascend the throne and maintaining the country. Even His Majesty cannot cause her for no reason.

Of course, such a minister and emperor were jealous, so he and Jiao and the two families went to Beijing to follow the trend. This should have been a good thing. Why are they still in this situation supported by His Majesty?

Not to mention this, even the ancestors themselves could not understand it.

"What should I do now?" He said so clearly. If Master Yuan Er didn't understand, he would be a fool. "Didn't he really admit the charge of murdering the imperial court official?"

"She is not dead, so you will naturally not be able to do anything." The old man frowned, as if he was a little impatient, and said, "You should stay in the prison of Dali Temple first. I will find a way to save you in the next few days."

Is this how?

"But..." Yuan Erye was obviously not satisfied with his answer.

The old man had already interrupted his words with a humming voice: "Do you think you would be able to block the leisurely mouth outside to watch the fun if you don't go in front of everyone today?"

The Zhen Shiyuan obviously did it on purpose, and the officials sent out "many people emerged". Some of them ran to the Yuan family to show off their power, and some of them had "clever mouths" comparable to those of the storyteller. In this time, everyone has already spread the story in Furong Garden.

Lord Qiao from Dali Temple accidentally used a flower pot to hurt Master Yuan Er. Master Yuan made a ruthless move and hit Master Qiao. However, compared with Lord Qiao who "inadvertently injured him", Master Yuan Er's ruthless move was obviously too heavy, so that Lord Qiao is still unconscious.

So isn't this called murdering a court official?

Of course, it’s also a mistake!

The pedestrians watching the fun outside started to cheer, and even a few famous families got involved and shouted loudly, "Come out quickly."

"But I don't want to go." Although Master Yuan Er was not very smart, he obviously knew that it was not a good thing for Dali Temple to come here in a fierce manner. He shouted, "This is not my fault, I am all for Jiaojiao..." With a muffled groan, the person in front of him fell down softly.

The old man who was talking on the side slowly withdrew his hand and looked at the man who fainted, saying, "We are also for Jiaojiao, so you can go back with the people from Dali Temple!"

Anyway, I'm just locked up and won't die.

"Go and hand over the people from Dali Temple!"

With a command, several strong guards immediately stepped forward and stood up, and soon they disappeared from everyone's sight with Master Yuan.

The yard was quiet for a moment, and after a while, someone suddenly sneered.

"Now, there are no annoying things."

Whether it is the child who made them tremble or the Yuan Er who always jumps up and down in front of him, one is unconscious and the other is arrested to Dali Temple, isn’t this a happy thing for everyone?

"Our Yuan family can finally calm down." One of the old men tutted his mouth, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious, "It should have been like this long ago!"

How great would it be if it was like this early?

"So it's best that child will never be awake now. Zhen Shiyuan kept Yuan Er's slut in the Dali Temple prison for the rest of his life." The old man who had just taken action also had a hint of looseness on his face, "How great this should be!"

Everyone laughed.

Before he could laugh a few times, he heard footsteps outside, and then the old ancestor with a blue face appeared in everyone's sight.

"What's so good? Have you really attacked that child?" Without the cleverness of the past and the secret of the words, the ancestors of the Yuan family were aggressive as soon as they opened their mouths.
Chapter completed!