Seeing the person coming, Wei Sizhong couldn't help but feel secretly frightened.
The person who came was actually First-Rank Sword-Bearing Guard in front of Chu Jinghui, the leader of Imperial Guards, Suotu.
This made Wei Sizhong have a very bad premonition about the Imperial Edict held by Suotu.
However, after all, he is a veteran who has been by Chu Jinghui's side for more than ten years.
Wei Sizhong's eyes just flashed with a hint of shock, and then he quickly regained his composure.
"It turns out that Guard Suotu is here. Wei is acting like this. I apologize for any inconvenience caused by Guard Suotu."
Suotu glanced at him and said calmly, "Wei Sizhong, take the order!"
Wei Sizhong dragged the heavy handcuffs and knelt on the ground very slowly. He lowered his head, and his gray hair fell down, blocking his eyes.
Suotu shook Imperial Edict, unfolded the two phases, and said loudly, "Command Wei Sizhong, come quickly to the Heavenly Wave Pavilion to see the saint, I admire you here!"
Hearing the word "face saint", a look of surprise flashed across Wei Sizhong's face again, but he quickly suppressed it.
He said, "Old minister, take the order!"
Suotu put the Imperial Edict away again and said coldly, "Wei Sizhong, hurry up, don't keep the emperor waiting!"
Wei Sizhong stood up tremblingly again, dragging the cold shackles, and slowly followed Suotu.
Heavenly Wave Pavilion, a few hundred steps north of Celestial Prison, is where it is.
Although it is only a few hundred steps, it is undoubtedly a torture for today's Wei Sizhong.
His ankles were tied with extremely heavy iron chains, and every step he took was like a dull knife grinding against his flesh.
Before he had even taken a few dozen steps, Wei Sizhong's ankles were already bruised to pieces by the chains.
The two trouser legs were also stained with blood, which made people feel frightened just by looking at them.
However, Suotu walked slowly in front from the beginning to the end, as if the person behind him was an ordinary person.
On the way, people from the palace occasionally passed by. Seeing this, they all panicked and fled, not daring to say a word.
After burning half a stick of incense, Wei Sizhong finally walked up to the Heavenly Wave Pavilion.
Heavenly Wave Pavilion has been surrounded by layers of gauze, and is guarded by Imperial Guards.
Wei Sizhong stood outside the Heavenly Wave Pavilion, and he reached out and straightened his clothes.
After doing this, he knelt down straight.
"Old minister, I'd like to see the emperor."
"Wei Sizhong, are you still calling yourself an old minister? So, I can't tell the difference between right and wrong?"
The voice of Chu Jinghui came from the Heavenly Wave Pavilion.
Wei Sizhong leaned over again. "I don't dare."
Eunuch Zhang rolled up the gauze on both sides, and Wei Sizhong saw Chu Jinghui sitting upright in the Heavenly Wave Pavilion, with his eyes facing his.
"Let me ask you, on Princess Nazhen's wedding day, someone from your Wei family actually appeared in the wedding party. How should you explain this?"
"On the day of the princess's wedding, someone from my Wei family showed up? This, how is this possible?"
Wei Sizhong was shocked. "Your Majesty, there are hundreds of people in my Wei family. Since I was imprisoned, they have been scattered and withered. They were either exiled or exiled. This matter is the emperor's imperial decree. Who would play tricks on this matter?"
Seeing that Wei Sizhong chen did not mention a word about the Shadow Guards he had trained, Chu Jinghui felt even more angry.
"So, those people are not from your house?"
Wei Sizhong said resolutely, "When I return to the emperor, I will use the heads on my neck as guarantee. Those people will definitely not be from my residence."
"That's the case, Suotu!" Chu Jinghui shouted.
Suotu took a step forward. "I'm here!"
"I think this head is of no use if it remains on his body, so I'll just take it away!"
"Yes!"
Suotu With a swish, he took out the sword tied to his waist.
I saw a flash of cold light, and the sword, which was filled with coldness, was already placed on Wei Sizhong's neck.
Chu Jinghui looked at Wei Sizhong: "So, what else do you have to say?"
Wei Sizhong closed his eyes. "I ask myself, there is nothing I can do that I would be ashamed of, the Emperor. Therefore, I have nothing to say."
"Oh, you are worthy of me! According to you, I have wronged you, right? Let me ask you, those two people mixed in the Princess Nazhen wedding party are Shadow Guards of your Wei family. I already know everything about this."
"Wei Sizhong, I am meeting you here because I want to give you a good death based on our friendship for more than ten years. Since you don't want it yourself, then I will grant it to you!"
After Chu Jinghui said that, he planned to let Suotu take Wei Sizhong away.
But Wei Sizhong, who had always been silent, spoke at this moment.
"Back to the Emperor, I have something to say."
After saying that, he turned his gaze to the surroundings. "However, this fact is confidential. I can only say that only the emperor knows about it."
"When we get to this place, I want to hear what explanation you have for this."
After Chu Jinghui finished speaking, he waved his hands to Suotu and Eunuch Zhang and said, "You can go down now."
Looking at Wei Sizhong's posture, for some reason, Suotu only felt a coldness flashing through his heart.
However, the holy mouth of Chu Jinghui has been opened, and no matter how doubtful he Suotu is, he can only be ordered to retreat.
After all the surrounding soldiers had withdrawn, Wei Sizhong knelt down in front of Chu Jinghui again.
"Your Majesty, this old minister is guilty, please forgive me."
"Oh? What are you guilty of?"
Facing Wei Sizhong's actions, Chu Jinghui had a flash of confusion in his heart. "When I found you guilty just now, you kept shouting that you were innocent, but now you are here again, Wei Sizhong, you are so brave! How dare you treat me like a monkey!"
"Your Majesty, please calm down and please be patient!"
Facing the furious Chu Jinghui, Wei Sizhong remained calm and calm.
"I really want to hear what else you have to say!"
Chu Jinghui snorted coldly, returned to the chair in the center of the Heavenly Wave Pavilion, and sat down.
"When I return to the emperor, the person who was mixed up in Princess Nazhen's wedding party is indeed Shadow Guards from the old minister's house."
After hearing Wei Sizhong admit it with his own ears, Chu Jinghui immediately slapped his hand on the stone table in the Heavenly Wave Pavilion: "Wei Sizhong, you are so brave! How dare you raise private soldiers in your house!"
"I'm just doing this for the sake of the emperor."
Facing the furious Chu Jinghui, Wei Sizhong remained calm, which made Chu Jinghui feel a little different about him.
Is it possible that there is really something hidden behind raising private soldiers?
He didn't speak, Wei Sizhong took a slight breath and continued.
"I have been blessed by the Holy Spirit for more than ten years now. Although I am a high-ranking official with good salary, fine clothes and good food, I never dare to forget that the emperor was attacked at Yan Prefecture."
Hearing Wei Sizhong mention the incident of risking his life to save someone, Chu Jinghui also had a look of emotion on his face.
Wei Sizhong is right. If Yang Family and Wei Sizhong had not sacrificed their lives to protect each other, Chu Jinghui would not be where he is today.
But these cannot be the reason for Wei Sizhong to absolve himself of the crime with his eloquent words.
Seeing Chu Jinghui's face change slightly, Wei Sizhong immediately said, "But, my current plan is not for my own sake."
Chu Jinghui was about to continue talking when someone outside suddenly announced, "Your Majesty, Princess Northern Liang is asking for an audience outside!"