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Chapter 1203

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Liu He thought about it for a while and wondered how this case should be judged.

His eyebrows twitched uncontrollably. He stared at the three men and finally gave the order, "Bingzheng, you have wrongly accused Du Mubai of stealing and caused him to bear the name of a criminal. Since you know your mistake and repent, you cannot be absolved of this crime. From today onwards, your title as a High Scholar will be revoked. You will not be allowed to participate in the imperial examinations for the rest of your life.



His voice reverberated in the main hall of the Ministry of Justice.

When Bingzheng heard this, his expression was calm.

It was as if it had nothing to do with him.

He kowtowed once again.

"Thank you, your Excellency."

His voice was deep.

He had willingly accepted all of this. He had to bear the consequences of his own mistakes.

He could finally let go of the guilt in his heart.

He no longer had to be woken up by nightmares every night!

Liu He stared at Fang Tong and Jiang Wen, "As for the two of you, although you are not the main culprit, you are accomplices. You can be exempted from imprisonment, but you will be punished together. Similarly, your title as a High Scholar will be revoked and you will not be allowed to take the imperial examinations for the rest of your life."

What?

His title as a High Scholar would be revoked and he would not be allowed to take the imperial examinations for the rest of his life.

The two of them were dumbfounded.

They had thought that it would only be for a few years. They did not expect it to be for life.

Not only that, his title as a High Scholar would be revoked.

For a scholar, this was no doubt the same as dragging him to the death penalty.

Although Fang Tong was shocked, he knew that there was nothing he could do.

Jiang Wen could not control himself and shouted, "Your Excellency, please show mercy!"

"Show mercy? You are accomplices. I am already being merciful by not locking you up in jail. "

"We were deceived. We did not intend to wrongly accuse Du Mubai. Your Excellency, you must be clear!"

"You made a mistake and yet you dare to ask me to be clear. How hateful. Men, drag them out and punish them!"

The officials from the Ministry of Justice stepped forward and dragged the three of them out.

Two of them stopped struggling while the last one was howling.

Even after being dragged out, he could still hear the howling.

Liu He pinched the space between his eyebrows as his head buzzed.

He was indeed only suited to be in the Ministry of Personnel. Being an official in the Ministry of Justice was such a tiring job.

However, he was puzzled and felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed.

Unfortunately, there were no clues to speak of, and Bing Zheng had nothing to say.

Now that the case was imminent, they had no choice but to close it.

What he was afraid of was that it would be another unjust case!



City Department.

Du Mubai's coffin had been carried over.

The workers were very careful, fearing that something might go wrong.

Of course, according to Ji Yunshu's request, he also covered the edges of the coffin with a damp cloth to prevent any damage to the bones inside.

Li Cheng had been watching from the side.

From time to time, he would exhort, "Be careful, don't let anything go wrong! The things inside are very important. If you break them, you won't be able to afford it. "

The workers became even more careful.

He slowly carried the corpse into the morgue.

Gently put it down.

He heaved a long sigh of relief.

Even though it was winter, everyone was sweating profusely and gasping for breath. It was extremely strenuous.

Ji Yunshu and Jing Rong stood outside the door.

With Li Cheng watching over them, they could rest assured.

Just then —

A guard ran over and reported, "Teacher Ji, Young Master Jing, the Ministry of Justice has sent news."

"What?"

"Fang Tong, Jiang Wenhe and Bingzheng have been sentenced!"

"How were they dealt with?" Ji Yunshu asked.

The guard then told them everything that had happened.

Ji Yunshu had already expected this.

But —

She sighed, "I didn't expect Bingzheng to be imprisoned for five years."

Jing Rong said, "This is already a small crime!"

If it was in the Great Lin, according to the law,

They would have been executed!

Ji Yunshu understood what he meant, but she still felt a little regretful.

"You seem to have something on your mind. Is it related to Bingzheng's case?" Jing Rong asked.

It was related!

She suspected that there was a mastermind behind the case. That was why she asked Bingzheng to stay behind alone and talked to him. However, he refused to say anything, so she couldn't do anything about it.

"Forget it. Maybe I'm thinking too much." She shook her head.

Jing Rong didn't ask further.

At this moment, the workers had already untied the ropes on the coffin. The two of them entered the coffin.

Li Cheng asked, "Young Master Ji, what do we do now?"

"Open the coffin lid."

"Okay." Li Cheng ordered, "Open it."

The workers obeyed and tore off the cloth on the coffin lid. They were about to open the coffin, but Ji Yunshu suddenly shouted for them to stop.

Everyone turned to look at her.

"What's wrong?"

"Cover your noses with a cloth."

"Why?"

"He's been lying in the coffin for six years. The inside must be rotten beyond recognition. The smell is horrible, and there's also the smell of a corpse."

With this explanation, everyone understood.

They found a piece of cloth and covered their noses with it.

Only then did they open the coffin.

As they opened the coffin, Ji Yunshu fumbled for something in her sleeve. She looked at Jing Rong and said, "Open your mouth."

It's this again!

Jing Rong was already used to it.

He obediently opened his mouth.

Ji Yunshu stuffed the piece of ginger dipped in sesame oil into his mouth.

"You've been with me for so long. Aren't you used to the smell of a corpse?"

It sounded like a complaint, but there was a hint of flirtation in her words.

Jing Rong's lips curled up, his eyes smiling.

He replied, "I'm used to the smell of your body."

'Scoundrel.'

Ji Yunshu rolled her eyes at him.

Little did she know that the low-ranking official standing behind her was staring at them.

What did he just hear?

I'm used to the smell of your body?

This …

Two grown men talking like that was enough to make one's hair stand on end. He thought that Teacher Ji was a refined gentleman, but he didn't expect him to have such a fetish. No wonder the two of them were inseparable. It turned out that they had that kind of relationship.

Ugh!

The low-ranking official's face turned green.

At this moment, the coffin lid was opened.

The coffin was not made of good wood, but it was not of poor quality either. Although he was buried by the people of the memorial hall, it was said that Marquis Pingyang paid for the coffin. After all, he was a disciple. Marquis Pingyang couldn't leave his corpse in the wilderness just because he stole the poem.

As the lid of the coffin was lifted, an unpleasant smell wafted out from the coffin.

Even through the cloth, it was still nauseating.

The workers frowned and took a few steps back.

Everyone in the room moved out of the room.

Fortunately, the smell only lasted for a while. Coupled with the fact that it was winter, when the cold wind blew, the smell faded a lot.

Ji Yunshu removed the cloth covering her nose and walked to the side of the coffin. She peeked inside.

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