EBE Chapter 122 Using a borrowed knife to kill, cleaning up the court
Chapter 122 Using a borrowed knife to kill, cleaning up the court
Yang Ling's gaze fell on Lan Fang, a hint of amusement in her eyes.
"You look a little different?"
Lan Fang looked puzzled; she didn't understand why Yang Ling would suddenly say that.
Yang Ling smiled and then gently extended her hand.
"What are you carrying? Show me!"
Lan Fang's expression changed, and she looked at Yang Ling with a hint of wariness in her eyes, but she still put her right hand inside her clothes.
Just as she put her hand in, Yang Ling grabbed her wrist and took the item from her hand with his other hand.
Upon seeing the object, Yang Ling burst into laughter, repeatedly expressing his amazement.
"I've seen this thing before; I think it belonged to my mother!"
“Your Highness, this bead was given to me by the Empress. I always keep it close to my body.”
Lanfang's expression was rather unpleasant, but she still managed to say something.
Yang Ling frowned slightly, but still let go of her hand.
"Have you remained loyal to my mother all these years?"
Lan Fang nodded gently, but there was a hint of bitterness in her eyes.
"Your Highness saved my life back then, and I have no way to repay you, so I stayed in the palace, hoping that one day I could help Your Highness."
Yang Ling nodded. Although he didn't know how the bead ended up in Lan Fang's hands, it didn't matter to him anymore.
Dali Temple.
Since Vice Minister Lü and his gang were completely eradicated, several positions in the Court of Judicial Review have become vacant. Emperor Liang sent Yang Ling here, naturally intending to cultivate him.
"Your subordinate greets Your Highness the Ninth Prince!"
"Get up."
Yang Ling looked at the group of people in front of her. The oldest was only in his early thirties, and the others were all in their early twenties.
It was somewhat strange to him that the prestigious Dali Temple was filled with such young people.
But it makes sense, why would Emperor Liang let himself be a servant of those old ministers?
"Your Highness, Vice Minister Lü has just fallen from power, and the Court of Judicial Review has just been reorganized. There's nothing much going on for now. You can take a look at the case files and familiarize yourself with them!"
Just as Yang Ling was wondering, the person next to her explained.
Yang Ling nodded without giving it much thought, but when he opened the file, he felt a bit of a headache.
The Dali Temple of the Great Liang Dynasty was in charge of criminal justice and was responsible for trying major cases. Anyone found guilty would be sent to the Dali Temple for trial and execution.
The files in the Dali Temple were naturally all criminal cases, but the contents were far too complicated, and he had no desire to stay there any longer.
"Alright, I'm just here temporarily to handle some matters, you don't need to take it too seriously!"
Yang Ling waved his hand and put down the dossier. He didn't have time to stay here; he was thinking about getting back to Liangzhou as soon as possible.
"You all must have been transferred here not long ago, right?"
Yang Ling suddenly remembered something, her eyes flickered slightly, and she looked at the people in front of her and asked curiously.
After he finished speaking, the group looked at each other without saying a word.
Seeing this, Yang Ling frowned. The fact that these people were all so cautious made him feel a little angry.
"say!"
"Your Highness, it's not that we don't want to talk about it, but this matter is far too complicated!"
The person next to him spoke up, his voice tinged with embarrassment.
Yang Ling waved his hand, signaling the person to continue.
"We were all urgently transferred from various departments. We had never been involved in cases of the Court of Judicial Review before. I suppose all of this is to cooperate with Your Highness!"
Hearing this person's words, Yang Ling was completely bewildered. He really didn't expect that Emperor Liang would do such an absurd thing for him.
What was Emperor Liang doing?
At this moment, inside the Qianzheng Hall, Emperor Liang lay on his dragon bed, seemingly dozing off.
"Is everything cleaned up?"
Emperor Liang's voice deepened slightly, and Feng Zhengyang, the Minister of Justice kneeling before him, nodded slightly.
"Everything has been handled cleanly, and no one will know the cause and effect of this matter."
Upon hearing these words, Emperor Liang finally opened his eyes.
"I was too merciful. If it weren't for the Ninth Prince's return, how could that old scoundrel Lü Qingfeng have lived so comfortably under my nose?"
Emperor Liang tapped the bedside lightly twice, his eyes filled with a cold aura.
He had long wanted to deal with Lü Qingfeng and his gang, but he had never found a suitable reason. Now, this incident had given him an opportunity.
However, what's giving him a headache right now is Yang Ling's situation.
"By the way, how's the situation in Liangzhou lately?"
Emperor Liang looked towards Feng Zhengyang, whose expression changed slightly upon hearing this.
When Emperor Liang saw the other party's appearance, he immediately burst into laughter.
"It seems I don't need to worry too much about things over there."
……
Not long after Yang Ling left, a carriage slowly drove past the Dali Temple. A middle-aged man inside the carriage frowned slightly as he looked at the scene.
"What's going on now?"
"My lord, the influence of Vice Minister Lü's faction in the court has been almost completely eradicated. Now there are basically no obstacles left, and our plan can proceed smoothly!"
Upon hearing these words, a glint of shrewdness flashed across the man's face.
"Get your men to do it as soon as possible. The Ninth Prince is destined to perish here!"
The carriage slowly drove away, and the middle-aged man's expression became extremely solemn.
As night fell, the streets of Liangdu were deserted.
At this very moment, a carriage was heading towards the entrance of the Dali Temple.
The carriage stopped when it reached the entrance of Dali Temple.
A man and a woman got out of the car. The man looked tired, but the woman had a beautiful face and a delicate figure.
"Sir, what's wrong with you?"
The woman had a very pleasant voice, and she spoke softly, which made people want to protect her.
The man waved his hand; he had been busy with case files all day and was now exhausted.
But he still had to come to Dali Temple to see Yang Ling, so no matter how tired he was, he had to persevere.
"It's alright, let's go!"
Looking at the gate of Dali Temple, the man took a deep breath and walked inside.
But as soon as he stepped in, he found that his feet felt like they were made of lead, and he couldn't take another step.
"Sir, are you okay?"
The woman's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, and she frowned slightly as she looked at the man in front of her.
The man waved his hand gently.
"I...I'm fine. Why is there no one here?"