The news of Sun Zizhen, the assistant minister of the disciple, committed suicide by taking a strange poison and exploding body spread like wind throughout the mirror palace, and then quickly spread out of the palace and spread to the entire mirror.

Not to mention the aristocratic families, even the civilians in the lower-ranking markets will know about it.

"If Mr. Sun hit a pillar or drew his sword to smear his neck, there would be many martial arts masters in the Political Affairs Hall, and he would definitely be able to stop him. Obviously, Mr. Sun had expected it, so he chose to commit suicide by taking the poison. This is because he has the will to die, not a joke." A storyteller sighed.

Many good people gathered in the restaurant, listening to the storyteller talking about the big events that happened in the Mirror Palace today.

The Great Wei Dynasty had never had the crime of criticizing civilians for political affairs, so this scene appeared in broad daylight.

After listening to the storyteller in the restaurant, I was silent for a while.

"It is said that Mr. Sun committed suicide because he was quarreling with the three traitors." A businessman in brocade clothes said with anger.

"The traitor is quite good, the world is over." Another person responded.

"The three old men of Wang Daozi, Xiao Hui and Ye Gaoshan who are not dead are thieves." Another person said, "If they don't retreat for a day, the world will not be peaceful."

“…”

Everyone in the restaurant said one by one, insulting the Three Celebrities.

It is a normal state to curse the Three Elements. Not to mention the Three Elements, even the priest can curse a few words. As long as you don’t scold in person, even spies who are monitoring everything in the mirror will not be able to control this matter.

"No." Mr. Storyteller shook his head and said, "Mr. Sun did commit suicide after arguing with the Three Kings, but it was not because of the Three Kings."

"What did Boss Sun say to the traitor during his lifetime?" Someone couldn't help but ask curiously.

The Storyteller's face darkened: "Don't say I don't know. Even if I'm lucky enough to know, would I dare to tell you? The warriors of Yiluansi will find me and arrest me immediately. If you can't say it well, you will never be able to get out."

It is OK to curse people, but if the official secret affairs are leaked, it is a serious crime.

The man smiled embarrassedly and said, "Don't be angry, I didn't want you to tell me the details. You can tell us maybe what's wrong."

After the man finished speaking, he threw several coins into the iron basin where the storyteller held the money.

The others also donated generously.

Seeing the money in the iron basin increasing, Storyteller said anxiously: "Don't invest again, you are trying to kill me. I really don't know anything."

"Tell us." Someone cheered.

The people in the restaurant also started to make excuses.

The storyteller gritted his teeth and said, "I will take a risk thanks to your kindness, but I have said this. Just listen to it, don't spread it outside, otherwise if something happens, don't come to me, I will not admit it."

Everyone in the restaurant became quiet.

"It is said that it is related to the A-character class exam and the saints of the academy." Mr. Storytelled.

After saying that, he lifted the iron basin, packed up his things and left.

The people in the restaurant looked at each other.

At the beginning, no one stopped him, but soon two scholars stopped him with anger on their faces.

"What is related to the saints of the academy? You can make it clear before leaving."

"If you dare to talk nonsense, we will not spare you." The two scholars said one by one, whipping the storyteller's hand from left to right.

"How do I know this?" Mr. Storyteller rolled his eyes and said, "Just just pretend I'm talking nonsense. It's rumored that your saint was in a big exam. I don't know how many outstanding geniuses in the Wei Dynasty killed. He said that the third item of the martial arts exam was even more dangerous."

"Boss Sun, who learned the inside story, was so angry that he committed suicide and tried to wake up the emperor."

The two scholars were stunned.

"This must be a trick of a treacherous person." One of the scholars cursed.

"I heard that the saints and the three phases united together, allowing the escorts to be allowed to cross-country trials, is to help the aristocratic families get a better ranking. Perhaps because of this, the quarrel between the three phases will help the saints deal with Mr. Sun." Another person in the restaurant whispered.

After a silence.

"A saint is definitely wronged." Someone shouted loudly.

"How do you know if the saint was bribed by the three phases?" someone retorted.

There was an instant quarrel in the restaurant, and it was so quarrel.

Such a scene happens in different corners of mirrors.

The common people treated the saint in the academy as gods, but this time, many people were shaken.

...

...

There was a lot of controversy outside the mirror palace, and it seemed that it could not blow into the palace city that was separated by a mirror.

But the mirror palace only looks calm on the surface.

The eunuchs and palace maids who come and go to work are more cautious than usual, and they dare not have any discussions on what happened in the Political Affairs Hall in person.

They are the humblest people at the bottom of the Mirror Palace, but they also understand one thing: the emperor is kind, but it does not mean that the eighteen general managers are vegetarians.

There must be rules that should be found in the palace.

According to what the eunuchs and palace maids saw, the eighteen chief executives were indifferent to this matter, as if nothing had happened.

But what happened.

It is said that when cleaning the conference room of the Political Affairs Hall, thirty eunuchs were used to clean the remaining wreckage. After thirty eunuchs restrained the remaining wreckage, they washed them with dozens of barrels of water, but the smell of blood was still spreading inside.

Everyone below felt panic. This period of time might be long and difficult. There may be many people in the palace.

After the three prime ministers took a bath and changed their clothes, they filed a complaint.

Because something happened in front of them, and the subordinate minister was their subordinate.

No one was surprised when the three princes sued for guilt.

But unlike the attitude of the three phases, most of the officials in the court were very angry and reported to impeach the saint of the academy.

The subordinate minister Sun Zizhen would die on the surface because of the saint.

As for the facts, the officials who reported the report didn't care.

The memorials fell like snowflakes toward the inner city of Jing Palace.

Such a memorial palace did not dare to intercept the chief executive in it, and soon a table filled with the study of the Emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty.

The Emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty looked at the memorials stacked like a mountain, and he chuckled and asked, "Old tongue, how do you think?"

Today, the Emperor of Wei did not drink alcohol, but his face was a little pale, and he looked like he was empty in wine, but his handsome face still had a luxurious temperament.

The tongue father-in-law had white hair, but had a baby face, without any wrinkles on his face, and looked like a boy. He sneered: "Master, even the little eunuch who had just entered the palace for a year can understand that Sun Zizhen's death was manipulated by Wang Daozi and the other two."

"Otherwise, even if Sun Zizhen took poison in advance, she wouldn't have died so vigorously."
Chapter completed!