"Your Majesty, I don't know what Duke Zhao's intentions are, but this move is really against the people of the world. In addition, Duke Zhao took human life lightly, robbed women of the people, allowed his subordinates to commit murders in the streets, and designed to poison and murder nearly two thousand people.

Please punish me, Your Majesty."

Seeing this as a good opportunity, Ye Yin dared to poison his back. If I hadn't taken my son away in time, if my child was there, wouldn't the poison have also harmed my son?

It is simply intolerable. This time, He must be punished, and Zhao Yi must be punished as well.

"Your Majesty, I am impeaching Zhao Yi for his misbehavior, treating the people working on the farmland as prey, and actually taking bows and arrows to shoot and kill people for fun. This is in vain."

"Your Majesty, I am impeaching Zhao Yi. Why? These two people not only criticized Your Majesty behind your back, but also practiced witchcraft. They got scarecrows and plastered them with the names of the people they hated.

, not only the prime minister, but also other ministers, if they are dissatisfied with anyone, they will write their names, and then shoot them with bows and arrows, or burn them with fire to vent their dissatisfaction."

One person talked eloquently and described the incident with great skill, and everyone's expressions were wonderful when they heard it.

This was originally a venting technique, but after his processing, it became a witchcraft.

The emperor's face turned dark after hearing this, and all the people who were dissatisfied with him were written down. But who were they cursing if they were dissatisfied with him as the emperor?

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I didn't do it. Then Zhao Yi acted like this, but I didn't do it. He wronged me, wronged me." He Ye heard that when did he practice witchcraft? It was Zhao Yi.

, it’s none of his business.

"No, then let me ask you, did you watch Zhao Yi shooting rabbits at the Duke of Zhao's Mansion, and clapped your hands in admiration?" The man made an impassioned speech, pointed his finger, knelt on the ground, cried bitterly, and kept defending himself.

He Ye said, "The name of the Prime Minister was plastered all over the rabbit. The rabbit was also enclosed in a fence, which means that the Prime Minister is the lamb to be slaughtered in his hands and can be killed at will."

When Xie Ji heard these words, there was a dark line on his face, not because Zhao Yi shot the rabbit, but because this man knew metaphors and actually compared him to a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"According to people's understanding, if Zhao Yi killed a rabbit and you cheered, wouldn't he be an accessory?"

Good guy, I'm just a good guy, this can be involved. Xie Ji was impressed in his heart.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, that's not what I mean. Please be more careful."

Why did he want to cry? He didn't expect that such a charge would be brought up, the art of witchcraft. He just praised Zhao Yi and brought up the art of witchcraft?

"Come here, take He Ye down, chop him in half and abandon the city. As for his family, they will all be exiled for three thousand miles." As soon as the emperor's order was given, He Ye was dragged down.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I haven't practiced witchcraft. I really haven't. They forced me to explain." He Ye was still crying. He was really wronged. He never dreamed of Zhao Yishe.

Rabbit actually let him get involved in witchcraft.

But he was eventually dragged out.

"As for Zhao Yi, it seems that he has worked hard in the past few years without any merit, so I will leave him intact."

The emperor said to Xie Ji expressionlessly: "Prime Minister, Zhao Yi will be handed over to you. As for his family, they will be demoted to common people and their property will be recovered."

"Your Majesty is wise." Everyone shouted, this Duke is indeed an eyesore, and we can solve it if we can.

"I obey." Xie Ji took the order with a smile.

After going to court, Xie Ji ordered the people to completely surround Zhao Guogong's mansion.

"Xie Ji, what are you doing?"

Zhao Yi came out and saw that Xie Ji had people surrounding his residence. He was so impatient that he ran out and shouted to Xie Ji.

"Capture Zhao Yi and kill anyone who dares to stop him."

Xie Ji ordered, watching the guards behind Zhao Yi protect Zhao Yi.

The soldiers brought by Xie Ji confronted Zhao Yi's guards.

"Xie Ji, what are you doing? Do you know that your behavior is a capital crime?"

"Your Majesty has ordered that Zhao Yi, Duke of Zhao, practiced witchcraft and cursed the ministers to death. He stole the beams and replaced them with rice, which was against the will of God. He poisoned the ministers maliciously, framed the ministers, and took human lives. In the past, he raped the women of the people, disrespected your Majesty, and became greedy... so on.

His crimes are numerous and numerous. Now his title is revoked, his waist is cut off and the city is abandoned. In gratitude for his merits, he is allowed to keep his body intact, and his children are demoted to common people."

Xie Ji rode on the horse and looked at Zhao Yi condescendingly and said, his expression serious.

"Xie Ji, are you kidding me?"

Zhao Yi laughed and said, how is this possible? Xie Ji made it up, definitely made it up.

"Xie Ji, you dare to falsely convey His Majesty's will. You are so brave. I am going to complain to His Majesty."

Zhao Yi pointed at Xie Ji and said, how is it possible?

Your Majesty ordered him to die. What kind of joke were you kidding?

Xie Ji clapped his hands and ordered three items to be brought, a sword, a bottle of wine, and a piece of white cloth.

Zhao Yi was in disbelief. He looked at the three things and chuckled: "Xie Ji, you are doing a complete performance. You are really well prepared. It's really hard for you."

Zhao Yi said as he took the bottle of wine, picked it up, poured it on the floor, and then simply threw the wine glass on the ground with a crisp sound.

Zhao Yi looked at the wine on the ground and sneered, "Is this poisonous wine? Xie Ji, are you really good at joking?"

Xie Ji remained unmoved, watching him having fun and looking at him coldly.

"This piece of white cloth is quite long. It really looks like one." Zhao Yi laughed as he spoke. Seeing Xie Ji's expression, he didn't move a muscle and just watched him do it casually.

"Speak, Xie Ji, did you find this thing from somewhere to scare my father-in-law?"

Zhao Yi realized something was wrong, and looking at Xie Ji's face, it seemed as if this matter was true.

real?

How can it be?

He is the Duke of the country, how could your Majesty suddenly kill him?

"Xie Ji, is this true or false?"

Zhao Yi looked at Xie Ji and asked nervously.

It can not be!

No matter how brave Xie Ji is, he will never make such a joke.

Xie Ji looked at Zhao Yi, sitting upright on the horse, his eyes not loosening at all.

"Mr. Zhao Guo, have you made your choice?"

Xie Ji's words instantly turned Zhao Yi's face pale, and he looked at the white cloth in his hand with incredible eyes.

This Xie Ji came so suddenly that Zhao Yi felt as if he was still living yesterday.

"Xie Ji, you said, this is fake, this is fake, how can this be true?" Zhao Yi threw the white cloth on the ground, stepped on it hard with his feet, and kept saying, "It's absolutely fake.

It’s fake, that’s right, it’s fake.”

After saying that, stepping on the white cloth was not enough, so he looked at the sword on the case in the soldier's hand.

The sword was knocked to the ground directly, making a unique metallic sound.

Xie Ji slowly dismounted and slowly picked up the sword on the ground.

"Since the Duke doesn't choose, how about the Prime Minister choose for the Duke?"

Xie Ji held the sword in his hand and looked at it. Under Zhao Yi's gaze, he opened the sword. Under the sunlight, the sword reflected a white light.

Zhao Yi watched Xie Ji slowly open the sword. The sword was extremely sharp, as if it could separate the head and body with just one touch.

"Get Xie Ji down for me. He is pretending to convey His Majesty's will. It's a lie."

Zhao Yi panicked, but when he saw Xie Ji holding a sword and touching the sword with his fingers, and slowly walking towards him, he ordered the guards behind him.

Those guards stopped moving forward, not knowing what to do?

"Hurry up and capture Xie Ji. He is falsely passing on the imperial edict and will be punished with death."

Seeing that the guards were motionless, Zhao Yi continued to shout hysterically.

"Put down your weapons and surrender. Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy."

Xie Ji shouted to the guards that the soldiers he brought were ten times as large as those guards. If they resisted, they would be dead.

The guards were shaken and wanted to put down their weapons.

"What are you doing? Don't listen to that Xie Ji. Take Xie Ji and give you a thousand pieces of gold. No, you can have whatever you want."

Zhao Yi continued to shout, he didn't want to die, he didn't want to die, what Xie Ji said was false, how could the emperor grant him death, how could it be possible.

But the guards still threw their weapons on the ground.

Zhao Yi watched Xie Ji slowly walking towards him with a sword, paralyzed on the ground.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die." Zhao Yi was so frightened that he grabbed Xie Ji's cry and begged Xie Ji, "Xie Ji, no, Prime Minister, please let me go. I will never fight against you again."

, please, please.”

Xie Ji could see that Zhao Yi's clothes were wet and unknown liquid was flowing out.

"Do you want to understand it yourself, or do you want me to help you?"

Xie Ji's gentle tone sounded to Zhao Yi like a judge from the underworld.

"Prime Minister, please don't, I want to live, I don't want to die, I don't want to die." Although Zhao Yi knew that Xie Ji would not spare him, he still pulled on Xie Ji's clothes and begged for mercy.

"Prime Minister, please forgive me. I will listen to you from now on, and I will not go against you again." Zhao Yi looked embarrassed, with tears and snot running down his face, coupled with the sweat soaked in,

This face can no longer be described as a face.

"Looking at the state of the Duke, I should help the Duke as I am."

After Xie Ji finished speaking, he quickly drew the sword from under Zhao Yi's neck under Zhao Yi's disbelieving gaze.

"No... don't..." Zhao Yi fell down and his last words were this.

Xie Ji looked at Zhao Yi's expression of stubbornness and turned his head away, his hands trembling all the time, and the bloody sword fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!