On August 14th, the sky was clear.
The Mid-Autumn Festival, a very important sacrificial festival of the Dahan Country, would be held one day later.
Yunjing City was full of the lively atmosphere of autumn harvest sacrifice. Only the Ministry of Penalty was cold and solemn from inside to outside.
Today was the day when the Ministry of Penalty tried the case of the Baiwei Building!
In the early morning, many people who heard the news came to the door and stopped to watch. At seven o 'clock in the morning, the main gate of the Ministry of Penalty, which had not been opened for a long time, was suddenly opened by jailers from both sides. With the orderly and heavy footsteps, two teams of officers and soldiers with solemn faces came out one by one. The security extended from the trial hall to the people who stopped to watch.
After the crowd was in a commotion, Chen Gong in official uniform came out from the back hall and sat behind the high table in the middle. He looked cold and solemn. He raised his eyes and glanced at the people who stopped to watch. Although there was still a yard between them, the sound of the crowd immediately disappeared.
"He is Chen Gong!"
"What a terrible momentum!"
Not many people had seen Chen Gong. At this moment, they suddenly saw him. Although Chen Gong was not as horrible as a ghost with three heads and six arms as the rumor said, his cold, ruthless and oppressive eyes were enough to frighten people and make them hold their breath.
After Chen Gong sat down, another young man came up from the back hall. He had a gentle smile on his handsome face, as if he was a young master who came for an autumn outing. However, the black and golden official robes he wore showed that his status was not lower than Chen Gong's.
Ling Qinglan glanced at the people who stopped to watch outside the Ministry of Penalty. He patted his folding fan and sat on the right side of Chen Gong.
Then, two middle-aged men in blue official uniforms came out from the back hall. They gave a salute to Chen Gong and sat on the left side of Chen Gong.
Chen Gong glanced at Ling Qinglan who was calm and composed. His powerful voice spread through the whole hall,
"In the case of the Baiwei Building, there are seventy-six injured and five dead! It is of great importance. According to the law of the Dahan Country, this case will be jointly tried by three departments! It will be tried by me, Ling Qinglan, the Officer of the Supreme Judiciary, Cui Ziliang and Sang He of the Censorate together to show fairness! Because the Su Family and the Officer of the Supreme Judiciary have an old relationship, the Supreme Judiciary only has the right to speak in this case, but not the right to vote! Do you have any objection? "
After that, Cui Ziliang and Sang He immediately got up and replied in unison, "I have no objection."
Ling Qinglan's smile remained unchanged. His official rank was the same as Chen Gong's, so he didn't need to salute. He just closed his folding fan and nodded gently. He said with a smile, "Lord Chen, please."
"Then, bring the prisoner …"
"Wait!"
Chen Gong was interrupted by a sound from the side door.
He frowned and looked over coldly.
An old man in his sixties with a face full of wrinkles and wearing a crane official robe walked over with a gloomy expression. There seemed to be other people behind him.
Chen Gong's heart sank when he saw him. This person was the victim of this case, Ma Ling's father, Ma Weiming, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.
"Chen Gong, you blocked me with the law of the Ministry of Justice for half a month, and I didn't even get to see my son! This time, I have received permission from His Majesty to listen from the side. Do you have any objections? "
As soon as they met, Ma Weiming shouted angrily. Even though there were commoners watching, he didn't give Chen Gong any face. The two imperial censors were slightly shocked, but Ling Qinglan was not surprised at all.
Ma Weiming had many descendants, but he only had one son, Ma Ling. Moreover, Ma Ling was his son at the age of forty. He couldn't wait to spoil Ma Ling.
Then one day, he suddenly got the news of his son's death. Chen Gong stubbornly blocked him for more than ten days and let Ma Ling's body be buried in the Ministry of Penalty. It was not easy for him to talk to Chen Gong like this.
"How dare I not listen to His Majesty's oral order? Come on, bring a seat for Lord Ma. " Chen Gong gave an order, and immediately a soldier brought an old-fashioned wooden armchair for Ma Weiming to sit down. He said, "Lord Ma, just listen from the side. Don't intervene in the trial. Otherwise, even if it is reported to His Majesty, I will not let go of anyone who dares to despise the law of the Dahan Kingdom! "
"… You!"
Ma Weiming widened his eyes and pointed at Chen Gong, trembling with anger. As a first-rank official, he had never been scolded like this. Even the emperor treated him kindly. This cruel official, whose mind was full of criminal laws … Well, as long as his son's death could be avenged smoothly, he would not argue with him today!
"Lord Chen, long time no see!"
Ma Jintian suddenly appeared behind Ma Weiming and said, "My father ordered me to listen from the side of the case and try my best to ensure the fairness of the case. Lord Chen, please don't mind … "
Chen Gong felt it was tricky when one more person came to listen from the side. But he remained calm and snorted coldly, "I don't care how many people come to listen from the side. But if you interfere with the trial, don't blame me for being merciless and driving all of you out! "
"Lord Chen, you are the judge of the case. How dare I disturb you?" Ma Jintian laughed, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes.
Seeing that Chen Gong had no reason to drive Ma Jintian out, Cui Ziliang, who was sitting aside, felt depressed. Why did so many people come before the court started?
When he heard the First Prince's order, he thought he got a good job. But after he came here, he knew it was not a good job but a deep pool of muddy water!
Chen Gong was nervous. When he was about to say something, he heard something from the side door.
Ma Jintian looked serious. Was there someone behind him? It shouldn't be.
Everyone followed the sound and saw a young servant pushing a wheelchair into the hall of the Ministry of Penalty. The teenager in the wheelchair was disheveled and had an evil smile. It was Ling Li!
How could he, a playboy, come to the trial?!
At this moment, Chen Gong, who was always calm in front of a landslide, was shocked. Except for Ling Qinglan, the others were stunned and couldn't understand it.
Ling Qinglan frowned slightly. He paid attention to Su Qingtan these days and didn't have much contact with Ling Li. He didn't know why Ling Li appeared here today.
Ling Li raised his eyebrows and said lazily, "What? Ma Jintian, can you come here? Can't I come here? My father was the Lord of Zhennan before he died. I am also a little prince. Can't I even have the qualification to listen from the side of the case? "
Hearing these words, everyone came to a sudden realization. So it was still a competition between the playboys.
Ma Jintian's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He said gloomily, "Ling Li, if you make trouble today, even your brother can't save you."
He finally offered a plan in front of the Fifth Lord. Today, he came here to implement it. But he didn't expect that Ling Li would make trouble. If he was disturbed by this rascal, how could he go back and tell the Fifth Lord?
Chen Gong also frowned and said in a low voice, "Ling Li, the Ministry of Penalty is an important place. It's not a place for you to make trouble! Go back quickly! "
Ling Li touched his ears and said, "Don't worry. Lord Ma's son died. How can I not know this?"
Ma Weiming's mouth twitched, but Ling Li didn't feel it. He continued, "I will watch the case and will never make trouble. If I really do something, I will be impotent for the rest of my life. How about that? "
Everyone was shocked. Did Ling Li mean it?
Such a vow was definitely the most poisonous vow to a playboy, but it was quite convincing.
"Fine, I'll let him stay here. Lord Chen, let's start the interrogation. "Ma Weiming said helplessly. He had no mood to play tricks with the playboy.
Since the victim's family had no problem, Chen Gong didn't continue to drive Ling Li away. He shouted, "Bring the prisoners Su Huanli and Su Li … up!"
Ling Li sat on one side and suddenly squinted his eyes. His cold voice sounded in Ling Mo's mind, "How is the preparation?"
Ling Mo, who stood behind Ling Li, bowed his head slightly and said, "It has been arranged. Today, the soldiers and jailers inside and outside the court are all our people. In the end, if we want to punish Miss Su, we can save Miss Su without being noticed. "
Ling Li nodded slightly. He inadvertently glanced at the jailers' queue that extended from the court and sighed in his heart. No matter what the result of the final interrogation was, Su Li must be safe. Otherwise … Ling Qinglan's life would be in danger.
When he was thinking, a group of people in white prison uniforms were brought up. Su Li was shackled and followed Su Huanli.
"Lord, I'm Su Huanli! I'm … I'm wronged! "
Su Huanli's face was pale. Although he was tortured a little during this time, the torture in his heart was no less than that in torture. He knelt down with a thud. His voice trembled and his body trembled.
Su Li also knelt down and said in a timid voice, "Lord, I'm Su Li."
Behind him, a group of waiters knelt down. Many of them had bruises and swollen faces. Some of them lost a lot of weight. It seemed that they didn't have a good time in prison.
"There is a public opinion. I won't let go of any thief or kill any good man by mistake."
Chen Gong said lightly. He patted the chopping board and asked in a deep voice, "Su Huanli! What were you doing on the day of the incident? "
Su Huanli was shocked and said quickly, "I still run the restaurant as before. The Baiwei Building has been open for so many days, but nothing has happened. I still count on the Baiwei Building to support my family. How could I poison it? It's unreasonable! "
Cui Ziliang stood up and sneered, "Those who want to kill don't need to be reasonable. Maybe they felt that there were too few people at the beginning of the business and poisoned it when the business was booming. "
Su Huanli was stunned when he heard that. He waved his hand in a panic and said, "Lord, please understand. I'm just a businessman. How could I want to kill?"
"You didn't. What about your daughter, Su Li?"
Cui Ziliang looked at Su Li with bad intentions and said, "As an imperial censor, I have a good understanding of the case. Su Huanli, both the dishes and the stove design in the back hall of the Baiwei Building are designed by your daughter, right? "
"Yes … yes."
Su Huanli nodded blankly. Cui Ziliang immediately succeeded and said, "But you embezzled all the profits of the restaurant. Your son and daughter didn't get any. You didn't even buy a piece of clothing for your daughter. You are so stingy! You did this in the Dasu Town, and you still did the same in Yunjing. So, your daughter wanted to destroy the Baiwei Building with hatred. Am I right? "
Wh … what?
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