Sun Shi's second son, Sun Yao, committed a crime.

This son is smart, but he likes to take shortcuts. This has given Sun Shi a headache since he was a child, and he felt that his second son was not like himself.

Back then, Sun Yao was caught having sex, and Sun Shi had no choice but to pursue his own interests.

This smuggling is even more shocking.

News from Lovers Division keeps coming in.

"What Sun Yao smuggled was weapons and sold them to thieves."

Nian Xu's face turned livid, "I have rewarded the Sun family a lot, and Sun Yao and I have also rewarded him with an official position. Why is it not enough?"

Nian Xu was always willing to give up to important ministers and rewarded him endlessly. Moreover, when one person attained enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascended to heaven.

"Who caught Sun Yao smuggling?" Nian Xu suddenly thought of this matter.

That was Sun Shi's son. Even if he was caught, the matter should be handled quietly.

Sun Yao's temperament, I remember, was quite tactful, how could he commit suicide?

When Sun Shi returned home, Sun Yao's body was placed on the door panel, and his old wife sat beside him crying.

"Jiro!"

Sun Shi staggered over and saw a solidified wound on his son's neck. He hissed: "Erlang is most afraid of pain. How could he commit suicide? Who is it?"

check!

The prime minister who was in charge of the government was furious, and all the yamen in Bianjing did not dare to slack off and went out to investigate the matter one after another.

"Nonsense!"

Privy Councilor Han Bi smiled bitterly upon hearing the news, "Those people are waiting for you to investigate!"

The emperor sighed for it in the palace.

But Peng Jing and Fang Chong were drinking and celebrating together.

"Well done!" Peng Jing raised his glass and said with a smile, "By the way, how did Sun Yao hook up with those rebels?"

Fang Chong said calmly: "I asked people to pretend to be the rebels in southern Xinjiang, and got in touch with Sun Yao and asked them to buy weapons. Sun Yao naturally agreed."

"In the past few years, Da Zhou often sent weapons to those rebels. Being able to exchange them for money is a skill." Peng Jing nodded.

"Subsequently, I sent people to contact a group of rebels in Dazhou and promised to sell them a batch of weapons at a cheap price."

Fang Chong smiled, "Does Mr. Peng understand?"

Peng Jing's body was shaken, "Then the real rebel came to make a deal,

Sun Yao, who originally thought that the visitor was a foreigner from southern Xinjiang, went happily."

"I ordered people to stay nearby and everyone got the stolen goods immediately."

"Wonderful!"

Peng Jing stroked his beard and praised: "This is the art of war! It's wonderful!"

The conservatives have been trying to deal with Sun Shi for a long time, and they are even clamoring internally to get rid of the Sun family.

But Sun Shi was stubborn, upright, and refused to be flexible, so he couldn't find any excuses.

In the end, Fang Chong planned this game and deceived Sun Yao in one fell swoop.

Peng Jing asked: "Now that we have the handle, why is Sun Yao dead? Sun Yao is better alive!"

Only the living Sun Yao can humiliate Sun Shi.

Aren’t you clamoring for selflessness?

Aren’t you shouting that I am serving the country and the people, and you have nothing to be ashamed of?

Come!

Let’s take a look at what Sun Shi’s son did!

He actually sold weapons to the rebels!

You, Sun Shi, said you wanted to revive the Zhou Dynasty, but your son is poaching the Zhou Dynasty.

Do you have a split personality?

If this huge public opinion is suppressed, if Sun Shi does not commit suicide, Peng Jing will lose.

"Why!"

Fang Chong sighed, "The people below are messing around. I said they can just capture them. They are eager to do their best and force Sun Yao."

"They forced Mr. Erlang to report Alang."

Sun Yao's followers are all alive, and no one dares to silence them.

They witnessed the entire incident.

"Erlangjun refused, so they said this was a scandal and could make Alang commit suicide in shame."

Sun Shi looked pale.

"Erlangjun grabbed a knife and that's it"

The attendant gestured.

Pull hard!

That son who is afraid of pain!

He had many incompetences, but in the end he still refused to harm his father.

Sun Shi sat there, motionless.

"Then Sun Yao was so decisive that he grabbed a knife and committed suicide."

Fang Chong took a sip of wine with some regret.

Peng Jing said: "This matter must be revealed immediately."

"I know that if Your Majesty suppresses it, it will be difficult for us to talk. Therefore, after I learned of the success, I asked people to spread the word outside.

The ruling Sun Shixiangong sold weapons to the rebels!

The news spread throughout Bianjing City.

It stands to reason that Sun Shi should go to court to defend himself.

But he didn't respond.

"Xianggong Sun was sitting next to the corpse, muttering to himself."

Nian Xu asked: "What did you say?"

Xie Yingong went to the Sun family in person and said, "What if I can be famous forever? Maybe I can get my son back!"

Nian Xu was shocked, "Is he discouraged?"

"Yes!" Xie Yingong nodded.

Nian Xu said: "If you go again, please give me my condolences."

"Your Majesty sent Xie Yingong to the Sun family for the second time!"

The news reached Peng Jing and his wife.

"Your Majesty is worried that Sun Shi will be disheartened and the New Deal will come to an end."

Peng Jing smiled and said: "If it were someone else, without Sun Shi's courage, the New Deal would naturally exist in name only."

Fang Chong said: "No more inquiries!"

The two toasted and laughed.

Xie Yingong came again.

"Prime Minister Sun, Your Majesty expressed his condolences!"

Sun Shi remained motionless.

Xie Yingong leaned over and heard it.

"Who can comment on the merits and demerits of a thousand years? ***!"

Xie Yingong was shocked.

"Prime Minister Sun?!"

"Sun Xiang!!!"

Sun Shi didn't move.

"My family, my country, and my world are all empty!"

Xie Yingong was horrified, and after repeated consolation, he left.

He walked outside the gate and turned around to take a look.
To be continued...