The Lone Star of the Tang Dynasty

At this time, a slightly younger old man interjected and asked, "Who is so bold to arrest Zhengde?"

The old man who wept helplessly replied: "It is that Wei Guo Gong Li Jing!"

The young old man smiled slightly when he heard this, he was the helmsman of the Zheng family in Xingyang.

"I also know a little about this person, and it is indeed from Li Er's side. Since it was Li Jing who made the shot, then I am afraid that the matter is not complicated, and it is most likely that Li Shimin is behind the instructions. "

The young old man sneered, "How dare this Li family kid ...... Where did he get the guts to offend our family?".

"It's really weird, but Brother Cui doesn't need to panic too much. Although people were sent to Dali Temple, can't they find a chance to escape?"

"Escape?" the old man of the Cui family listened, and a flash of ecstasy flashed in his eyes, "Yes, Zhengde is still alive now, which means that everything is still going to turn around!" His mood instantly turned from sadness to joy, as if he saw a glimmer of life.

The young old man Zheng sneered proudly, and said confidently: "Brother Cui, although relax, my Xingyang Zheng family has deep connections in Dali Temple, from Dali Temple to most of the jailers are our people. Even if they can arrest Zhengde with an official document, as long as we take action, when dawn breaks tomorrow, you will definitely be able to see Zhengde standing in front of you safe and sound. "

When all the old men heard this, they all looked happy, laughed together, and then began to discuss how to retaliate with a tooth for a tooth and teach Li Shimin a profound lesson.

They believed that since Li Er dared to challenge the authority of the family, let him taste the bitter fruits of being the enemy of the entire scholar class.

Of course, in their hearts, this so-called "people" is limited to them and the nobles, and as for the common people, it is not in their consideration.

"Since ancient times, the emperor has ruled the world with the scholars, not with the people. An old man said, "Isn't it up to us to decide whether the sins are sinful or not?"

Late at night on the same day, in the depths of the dungeon of Dali Temple, it was cold and damp, and rows of sturdy wooden fences divided the imprisoned spaces. In the dim silence, the occasional sound of water droplets and faint sobs accentuated the terrifying atmosphere of purgatory.

In one of the cages, a familiar figure was curled up - it was Cui Zhengde, who was imprisoned here. He stared blankly at the ground with blank eyes, and repeatedly muttered about his identity and grievances: "What did I do wrong...... I'm the eighth son of the Qinghe Cui clan, you can't arrest me ......

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In fact, Choi was not subjected to any severe torture.

Because what he experienced was not an ordinary trial, but a prison without a clear crime, but only because of a holy decree.

In the Imperial Prison, it does not matter whether there is a crime or not, the court wants deterrence, not a specific crime.

On the surface, Cui Zhengde's crime is to buy and sell forcibly and oppress private businessmen, but in fact, no one has even appeared for interrogation.

At this moment, loneliness and fear plunged Choi Jung-deok into despair. He hoped that even if someone came to give him a beating, it would be a kind of communication and catharsis: "Come on, come on, come on, even if they come to beat me!"

At this moment, a vague figure slowly approached the cell, breaking the dead silence.

The visitor said in a deep voice, "I have never heard of it...... The son of the Qinghe Cui clan would be so low-voiced, begging for a chance to be tortured......

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When he heard someone approaching, Choi Jung-deok was ecstatic ......

"Big brother, is anyone coming? When can I be arraigned?" asked Cui Zhengde eagerly.

"I'm a palace Jin Wuwei, how can I know when you will be arraigned?" The other party's tone was cold, making Cui Zhengde a little confused.

Cui Zhengde couldn't help but look at the other party carefully, and he found that this person seemed to be a little different, and there was an unusual aura exuding from his body. However, when the other party said the next sentence, Cui Zhengde's three souls and seven spirits instantly went to two souls and six spirits.

"The people in the palace are coming. The other party said lightly.

Cui Zhengde was shocked, he thought that he was just arrested for the crime of bullying and dominating the market, but now it seems that things are not so simple. He was born in the Cui clan of Qinghe and was a son of a family, so how could he be imprisoned in Dali Temple for such a crime? Moreover, Li Jing personally led the troops to carry it out!

Cui Zhengde was full of suspicions, and he wondered if he was inadvertently involved in a major event. However, he couldn't figure out what was going on. When he saw someone coming, he instinctively sensed that he might be bad.

"My lord, I am the eighth young master of the Cui clan in Qinghe, can you help me be accommodating, I want to contact Lord Zheng of Dali Temple!" Cui Zhengde pleaded.

"You want to see Lord Zheng of Dali Temple?" the other party seemed to be a little surprised.

"Yes, please be accommodating. Qinghe Cui will be grateful in the future!" Cui Zhengde continued to plead.

After the other party was silent for a moment, he actually agreed: "Okay, I remember." Do you have any last words besides this?".

When Cui Zhengde heard this, he was immediately ecstatic. However, the next moment, the other party added another sentence, so that Cui Zhengde's soul was not possessed.

"What do you mean by the last words? Why do you ask me if I have any last words?" Cui Zhengde was stunned, looking confused.

"My lord, is there a mistake, I am really ...... Qinghe Cui".

"I know! It's because you are from the Qinghe Cui clan that you will definitely die today!" the other party sneered and opened the door of the cell.

Cui Zhengde was horrified to find that this person was actually Qin Qiong! Wasn't Qin Qiong his father-killing enemy? How could he appear here?

Qin Qiong looked at Cui Zhengde and sneered: "How many years have you been waiting for the family to usurp the government and control the court? It's a pity that your majesty is no longer a first-class majesty of Huan Ling!"

"Today, I will teach you to die clearly, you have provoked the people that Your Majesty respects and relies on!" Qin Qiong said coldly.

"Your Majesty...... Respect the people you rely on?" Cui Zhengde trembled, and his brain went blank. He always thought that Li Er was an emperor born as a military leader, and what could he respect and rely on?

Suddenly, Choi Jung-deok remembered the events of the day. He remembered that after Li Jing arrested him, he was very respectful and comforted the young shopkeeper who had just come to Chang'an. Could it be that that young man is the person that Li Er respects and relies on?

"Your Excellency, you're talking about the ...... The owner of the cloud dress on Suzaku Street?" Cui Zhengde's voice trembled slightly, and his face was full of consternation.

"It's him. Qin Qiong, the mighty general of the government and the opposition, had unquestionable firmness in his tone. The copper shovel in his hand shimmered heavily, as if it heralded the unexpectedness that was about to happen.

"This person, everyone knows today, he is His Majesty's first adviser!" As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and everyone present was nervous. Qin Qiong carried the copper hammer, his steps were steady but with a murderous aura, and he stepped into the dark prison step by step.

Cui Zhengde, the eighth prince of the Cui clan of Qinghe, was curled up in a cold and damp cage at the moment, and when he heard such news, his eyes instantly widened, and endless confusion and fear were reflected in his pupils. He pondered repeatedly in his heart, how could this new Chang'an hawker, who was once regarded by himself as an ant, become the number one think tank around Li Shimin?

"Impossible! How can this guy be more powerful than Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng, these old foxes? If that's the case, then our Cui clan ......" Cui Zhengde's face turned pale, and various possible future pictures flashed in his mind, each of which was enough to plunge the family into a place of no return. He was eager to convey a warning to his clansmen: no matter what, he must not be an enemy of Li Er!

However, fate is often cruel and unforgiving, and just as his thoughts were surging, a cold light suddenly pierced through the darkness.

The copper shovel in Qin Qiong's hand rose and fell, like a thunderbolt, and the air seemed to freeze at this moment.

With a terrible roar and blood splashes, Cui Zhengde's life was frozen in an instant, and all remorse and struggle were ended under the cold copper gong.

Blood splattered like rain within three feet, and Cui Zhengde was directly executed without any interrogation, and his death was horrific and ......terrifying