The Lu Clan's treason case was still ongoing, and the Lu Clan's remaining factions were still being purged. If Zhu Yuren were pushed into the Lu Clan's camp, then killing him would be perfectly justified. Using that as an excuse, they could carry out a bloody massacre in Tiandu City. How many innocent political enemies had already died?
In Song Yu's eyes, Zhu Yuren was the vanguard officer on the battlefield. Once he was executed, who would still dare to step forward and speak of the extermination of the Li Clan?
Once it was linked to the crime of conspiring to betray the nation, even those bookworms who spent their days with full bellies and nothing to do would have no way to speak in their defense.
They wanted to ruin his reputation and then take him down? Then he would simply pin a hat of colluding with the enemy and betraying the nation on Zhu Yuren's head. When the time came, his entire clan would be executed, leaving him in an even more miserable and pitiful state than the Li Clan.
Evidence?
Whatever the Song family said was evidence. If they wanted evidence, evidence would appear.
"I'll go handle it at once." Song Yu spoke urgently. "Until Zhu Yuren is eliminated, I won't be able to sleep peacefully for even a day. When the court issues an edict to exterminate Zhu Yuren's entire clan, I want to see the expressions of those who gossip, watch the spectacle, and stab us in the back."
"Sit down." Song Gudú spoke up. "The Li Clan case is troublesome, but it cannot shake the Song Clan's thousand-year foundation. If a censor or remonstrating official can casually jump out and chew a few words and topple our Song Clan, then we would never have