Xia Chu looked back and smiled calmly at the people. The smile was pure, like the stamens of a newly blooming flower or a new willow branch.
A pair of starry eyes are as clean as glass soaked in a clear spring, making people feel pure and beautiful, and they can't bear to scold loudly, let alone point fingers.
Of course, some people reacted briefly and continued to shout, interrupting other people's appreciation and causing public outrage.
Jiewu focused on those few people and raised a gesture. The subordinates hidden in the crowd gathered towards them and detained them without leaving a trace.
Xia Chu turned to look at Xiao Yanjun and raised his chin provocatively at him. Who doesn't know how to show off
Xiao Yanjun turned his head disdainfully and smiled gracefully at the people outside: "It seems that the young marquis does not intend to kneel down."
The people outside the hall all hissed when they thought about it, which was obviously more intense than the sensory shock they had just received.
Xia Chu sighed slightly. It seemed that being good-looking was indeed more effective than being good-looking.
He finished sighing and took advantage of the opportunity before the people came to their senses to walk towards Xiao Yanjun.
Xia Chu walked up to him, looked down at him and said: "When I entered the palace at the beginning of the year, the emperor was considerate of my frail body and specially gave Dao En the order not to kneel. From then on, I don't have to kneel when I see the emperor, Yu Is the prince claiming to be more important than the emperor? If so, it doesn't matter if I kneel down for you."
After Xia Chu finished speaking, he pretended to lift the hem of his clothes. The three people in the hall were dumbfounded and called out repeatedly: "Young Master, you can't do this..."
Although Xiao Yanjun said nothing, his right hand reluctantly stopped Xia Chu's hand that was lifting the hem of his clothes. He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't mean that."
His pupils shrank, and his eyes met with Xia Chu's. Both sides' eyes revealed their own meanings.
Xiao Yanjun was angry that Xia Chu deliberately misinterpreted his meaning: "I mean that the young marquis should respect Santang."
Xia Chu turned to look at the three people in the hall. The three people hurriedly waved their hands in unison. Kong Changhui naturally rushed to say: "Since the emperor has given the special permission, the young marquis is only a suspect now, so naturally he is exempted, exempted."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Jing Qibin and Feng Zhen, and the two people responded in succession: "What Mr. Kong said is true, it is true."
Xia Chu glanced at Xiao Yanjun lightly from the corner of his eye, returned the disdainful look he just gave, and walked back into the hall. When he turned around, he happened to bump into Xiao Zi, who was sitting directly opposite Xiao Yanjun. In Mu's eyes.
Xia Chu immediately smiled, and Xiao Zimu tried his best to smile, but his heart was very bitter.
He couldn't do anything. Even at this moment, Xia Chu gave him a comforting smile...
When Kong Changhui saw that Xia Chu had returned to his original position and stood up, he was ready to greet the two people beside him: "Then let's continue?"
Jing Qibin and Feng Zhen responded quickly: "Master Kong, please."
Kong Changhui calmed down and asked in a deep voice: "Little Marquis, someone has accused you of committing a corpse-burning case that is unacceptable to justice. Do you plead guilty?"
Everyone held their breath at this moment, and Xia Chu could even hear the sound of falling snow outside the hall.
He raised his eyes slightly, curved the corners of his lips slightly, and spoke clearly: "I don't recognize it."
After these two words were spoken, a sound of exhalation was heard inside and outside the hall.
However, the corners of Xiao Yanjun's mouth could not help but rise slightly at this time.
Others couldn't see clearly, but Xiao Zimu sat directly opposite him and saw clearly. His heart sank, and he felt suffocated and panicked for no reason.
Kong Changhui was stunned: "Summon witness Tian Shu."
Taking advantage of the summons, Kong Changhui explained to the hall that because there was no specific accuser in Xia Chu's case, it was a group effort that had a wide impact and gained the emperor's attention.
Therefore, Dali Temple collected various evidences, among which Tian Shu was the one who took the initiative to go to court to accuse.
Everyone in the hall nodded to express their understanding. After a while, a middle-aged man was brought up by the Yamen servant. After entering the hall, he knelt down and said, "Tian Shu, a common man, I have met all of you."
Kong Changhui asked in a deep voice: "Is it the person next to you who you identified?"
Tian Shu looked up, swallowed his saliva, nodded and said, "Yes."
Kong Changhui then shouted loudly: "Do you know who he is? If what he says is false, we cannot afford the consequences!"
Tian Shu kowtowed, crouched down, his forehead still on the ground, and gritted his teeth and said: "The common people know that he is Xia Chu, the legitimate son of Xiahou Mansion, and a young prince. The common people dare not lie, because he is the one who burned everything." The bodies of soldiers..."
Outside Dali Temple.
The snow was falling heavily and the wind was raging.
The people standing outside the fence watching the excitement all turned their attention to the relatives and family members. They who screamed the most fiercely a few days ago did not say a word at the moment. Zhao Xingwen whispered to them from time to time.
After Tian Shu said this, he did not cause an uproar outside the hall, but instead caused a lot of discussion on the right side of the hall.
Kong Changhui in the hall looked at the courtiers whispering to each other, and he couldn't take pictures of the panic, so he could only cough twice.
But the ministers did not buy his account as a third-rank minister of Dali Temple. He said what should be said and discussed what should be discussed.
Until Jie Jiming snorted coldly and suddenly reprimanded: "It seems that all the adults have their own ideas, why don't you go and talk about it in that hall."
Xie Jiming's voice was not loud, but it was very abrupt.
Kong Changhui felt confident after hearing this. This is Dali Temple, he is the minister of Dali Temple, the chief judge appointed by the emperor, and he is scared as hell.
Therefore, Kong Changhui turned to the ministers with a cold face and asked: "Is there any sir who wants to hear this case for me in Dali Temple?"
The ministers looked at each other in confusion. After all, no one dared to speak out. Kong Changhui saw that they had become quiet and looked at Xia Chu: "I wonder how the young marquis can refute this identification?"
"Why do I need to argue? He said it with empty teeth, and I need to argue? Then if I say that the fire was set by Prince Yu, how can Prince Yu defend my accusation?" Xia Chu stood there and replied. The breeze is gentle,
Finally, he turned to Xiao Yanjun and raised his chin.
Xiao Yanjun did not retort, and even looked back at him with a narrow smile, disinterested.
"Little Marquis disappeared in Chang'an after the Lantern Festival. He disguised himself as Yi Dao and went to Hanyang. He entered the Zhao Army Camp and became a military doctor. After the battle between Hu Bing and Zhao Army, they held a bonfire barbecue to celebrate their victory. He But he took this opportunity to drug everyone and burned all the corpses with fire at night." Tian Shu knelt there and didn't raise his head until now.
He clutched his chest and said angrily and with a heartbroken tone: "The fire burned all night, and the fire spread all over the sky. The next day, General Zhao also issued a sea arrest order. The people of Hanyang City can testify to this."
(End of chapter)