As soon as the emperor spoke, Yinglian's head became even bigger.

Because the emperor is talking about "haunted in the palace". Where is the palace? Who dares to talk nonsense about "haunted"?

There is a true dragon emperor in the palace, a blessing from the Taimiao, and a temple god guarding each hall. Moreover, the gods of Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and religions, as well as the traditional worship of Manchus... Where else can there be any other gods?

In this case, no one dares to say anything except the emperor. Unless he is tired of living, and he wants to take all the lives of his family!

What's more, the emperor has a golden mouth and a jade teeth, which determines life and death in one word, so no matter when it is, the emperor cannot say a word wrong.

Besides, what a wise and wise man is the emperor in front of him. He has been arbitrarily in court for so many years. Who can be fooled with this emperor? But it was the emperor who suddenly said this sentence in front of him.

With the experience of Yinglian’s ups and downs in the officialdom over the years, since the emperor has said such things, there are only two possibilities - or he is really confused and doesn’t know what he said, and he has lost all his mouth!

Or... it's this emperor, he did it on purpose!

But no matter what, since the emperor has spoken like this, he can only listen quietly and dare not say a word.

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"It was the fifteenth year of Qianlong's reign, and several antiques and jades were lost in the treasury of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. When the ministers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs investigated this case, they would also work with the Ministry of Justice to determine the case. In this case, I asked me to remember Yu Wenyi."

"That year, he was about the same age as me now, and he was in his sixties."

When the emperor mentioned the loss of things in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Yinglian mentioned it in his heart again; but when he heard that it was the fifteenth year of Qianlong, he let go of his heart again.

——In the fifteenth year of Qianlong's reign, he was just a small assistant leader of the inner three banners, and he was only in charge of his affairs outside the palace. He had not yet come to the palace to handle the work.

It was in the 22nd year of Qianlong that Concubine Qing's mother's family was ordered to enter the banner. Out of caution, Duke Zhongyong Fuheng personally chose his subordinates under the Inner Yellow House to settle the 6 families and entrust the 6 families to him... Only then did he have the opportunity to make his mark and rise step by step.

After letting go of this heart, his expression could finally relax.

The emperor glanced at him and continued to tell the story: "The Minister of the Interior Department started to investigate from the near the official warehouse. There was a work shed and some work servants lived there. The ministers of the Interior Department interrogated the work servants one by one. When it was a man named Chang Ming's turn, the ministers had not asked a few questions, and suddenly they saw that Chang Ming's expression was a little wrong."

"What do you think? I saw that Chang Ming's guy was pale and his eyes were dull. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times. Suddenly, a sound that only a young boy could make came out and said: 'The jade artifact was not stolen by Chang Ming, but he killed the human being. I am the wronged soul of the person he killed!'"

The Emperor's story was told vividly, and after this passage, Yinglian was stunned.

The emperor smiled, raised his hand into the void, comforting him, "Don't be shocked, don't be shocked, listen to me slowly."

Yinglian raised his sleeve and pressed his forehead, and hurriedly said, "The emperor said so well, it made the slave feel like he was there. After all these years ago, the slave seemed to be watching in front of him."

The emperor smiled, "It was Ji Xiaolan who didn't write much. You should know that guy's pen and ink."

Ji Xiaolan is a pen for the emperor. Although he is often scolded by the emperor, his writing style is indeed rare.

"Besides, this is something that his brother Ji Rongshu personally experienced. He wrote it in detail, which made him even more vivid."

Yinglian was stunned, "Ji Rongshu? He has not served in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, how can he record this?"

The emperor snorted, "After hearing Chang Ming's words, the ministers of the Interior Department were so panicked that they had no idea. They didn't find anything and were afraid that I would ask, so they had to transfer the matter to the Ministry of Justice. At that time, Ji Rongshu, as a doctor in Jiangsu, participated in the trial of the case with Yu Wenyi."

"Jiangsu Department's Doctor" refers to the chief of the Qing Lis Office of the Ministry of Justice in Jiangnan Province, and is an official of the Ministry of Justice. Therefore, Ji Xiaolan's father would go to the meeting with Yu Wenyi to try the case.

Yinglian nodded.

The emperor continued: "After Ji Rongshu and Yu Wenyi took office, they immediately tried the man who was Chang Ming and unknown. Who would have thought that the man continued to use the tone of a young boy to tell a terrifying and bizarre murder case!"

The emperor really has the ability to be a storyteller. He was so shocked that Yinglian was sweating all over his head!

Looking at Yinglian's expression, a little naughty surged in his heart in his sixties - Yinglian didn't know that he was a well-known "flying"!

Those who write notes and scripts only dare to call themselves "Mr. Fox Talk", and he himself is the serious fox!

When the emperor thought of this, his heart suddenly trembled. The originally naughty little flowers suddenly withered and turned into boundless desolation.

——There are only wives left in this world, but there is no more Linghu Jiu.

Looking back on the past, they were standing shoulder to shoulder, or they were in the tent together to watch the stories of foxes and ghosts together... Such a scene will never come back, and will never come back...

Now, he is the only one left, patting the paperweight, scaring his ministers in surprise.

He laughed, his laughter was a little desolate.

Yinglian was frightened and quickly called softly, "Master? Master...you..."

The emperor quickly smiled and covered up the sourness that surged from the corners of his eyes, "It's nothing, nothing, it's me that I feel funny. I'll be happy for a while. Yinglian, don't worry, I will continue to tell you now, ah~"

The emperor calmed down and continued, "The guy said in a childish voice: 'My name is Erge, I am fourteen years old this year, I live in Haidian, and my father's name is Li Xingwang.'"

The emperor also learned it with his throat, like an old child playing alone.

"Last year on the Lantern Festival [the fifteenth day of the first lunar month], I went to the street to watch lanterns. I met my neighbor Chang Ming on the road, and he had fun with me. I stayed home late at night and went home. On the road, Chang Ming suddenly started to play with me and touched me. While resisting, I scolded him and told him to tell my father what he did to me when he got home."
Chapter completed!