Outside the hall of Dali Temple, lively discussions began again...
"Is it true? I think this little Marquis looks soft and weak. He doesn't look like a bad person no matter what."
"Hey, these days, there are not many people like this who wear a good-looking skin and do extremely unscrupulous things?"
"Oh, stop talking, I can't even hear what the girl is saying..."
Everyone became quiet again, only to hear Su Qianle continue: "He placed me in a yard. In order to save me, my brother worked as an ox and horse for him, and followed him every day to wait on him when he left early and returned late. Until the day of the New Year's Eve, he wouldn't even let my brother have a reunion dinner with me. I waited until my brother returned to the yard. My brother told me that the young Marquis was going to take him there. Han Yang, he begged me hard because of my poor health, so I was able to stay. Now that I think about it, I’m really lucky. Fortunately, my brother was kept here at that time. Otherwise, if I didn’t help him with the following things, I’m afraid he would have died. Died in Hanyang."
Su Qianle's voice was still trembling slightly, and the people in the hall could vaguely see her back, which was still trembling from time to time. They all felt some pity for her and began to denounce Xia Chu on her behalf.
Kong Changhui naturally didn't believe it at all. It was not like Su Qian'an had never been to Mingxiang Garden in the past. He respected Xia Chu very much.
What's more, anyone who is not blind can see how Xia Chu treats the two brothers and sisters, which is really heartbreaking.
Therefore, Kong Changhui angrily slapped the wall on the wall and yelled outside the hall: "What are you making a fuss about? Anyone who disturbs the court will be whipped down and given twenty canons."
This is the first time that the people have seen this man angry since morning.
For a moment, everyone was stunned...
Kong Changhui said to her coldly: "What you said has nothing to do with the crime you accused. If you keep talking like this, I will punish you for occupying the court."
"Sir, a daughter of the people must explain the cause and effect." Su Qianle bowed and continued: "On the night of the Lantern Festival, he was very happy after returning home. I was in unbearable pain and did not fall asleep when I heard him return home. I wanted to find my brother because of the noise. For convenience, the young Marquis summoned my brother at any time and asked him to live in his courtyard. When I went to look for my brother, I heard the young Marquis showing off his collusion with the hawkers outside the house. , learned the answer to the lantern riddle in advance, tricked His Highness the Fourth into making a bet with him, and deceived a drinking room into the Marquis's residence."
Someone outside the hall sighed with emotion: "It turns out that this is how the young Marquis won in the first place. No wonder he answered so quickly!"
After hearing what he said, the person next to him slapped his thigh and was about to respond when Kong Changhui glanced over coldly and ordered Guan Xi: "Pull him out and give him twenty punishments with the cane."
Guan Xi responded and led others to pull him down. After a while, screams came from the torture room behind him, which was heartbreaking.
The person next to him who was about to respond just now was secretly grateful that he had not had time to speak just now.
With this established authority, no one outside the hall dared to discuss it anymore.
Kong Changhui looked at Su Qianle with an angry look on his face: "What you are saying is completely irrelevant. I want to punish you..."
"Master Kong, what she said is related to my reputation. I would like to thank her for informing her about this matter. If you want to punish her for this, I will doubt whether you are serving the public good for personal gain. I am afraid that she will continue to reveal the truth and expose the young marquis. His true colors are revealed." Xiao Yanjun interrupted, with a sinister light in his eyes.
"Master Kong, let her continue. She must have been making up this story for a long time. How can I disappoint her?" Xia Chu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, with a calm tone and a languid expression.
When Su Qianle heard this, her body stiffened. When she heard the word 'lost her heart', she pinched the hem of her clothes and kept rubbing them.
She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her expression was completely different, extremely cold.
"I eavesdropped outside the house, and then I heard him opening the door and hid quickly. I saw a completely unfamiliar man coming out of the room, but the voice was still the voice of the young marquis. Only then did I realize that he was Yi I tolerated it. I hurried back to the yard after seeing him leave. I didn't dare to go to my brother, and I didn't dare to tell him for fear of hurting him. It wasn't until I saw a portrait that I knew what the young master had done when he went to Hanyang. ." After she finished speaking, she took out a piece of paper from her arms, and one of the government officials on both sides took it and handed it over.
Kong Changhui took it and saw that it was a wanted portrait of a young man. He handed it over to Jing Qibin, the Minister of Punishment, and Feng Zhen, the Royal Envoy doctor.
After they both finished reading, they frowned and asked Su Qianle, "What do you mean?"
"It's normal that you don't know this person. You can show it to General Zhao. I'm sure he will recognize it. This portrait is affixed to the official document on sea arrests. The young man in the painting is the young man who entered the country at the beginning of the year. I saw the military doctor's coat and knife in the Zhao family's military camp, and the appearance on the painting was exactly the same as the disguise I saw that night."
Xiao Yanjun listened to Su Qianle's sweet accusation and looked up at Xia Chu. Although he tried his best to hold back, he still had a vaguely hurt look on his face.
He curled his lips and felt very satisfied. He had been pressed for too long since Xia Chu came down the mountain, and he couldn't wait to trample Xia Chu under his feet.
Xiao Yanjun really wanted to see how Xia Chu, who had always looked down on him, would look like being spurned by everyone...
Just thinking about it made him excited.
Xiao Yanjun pursed his lips and moved his gaze to Kong Changhui, who had a stunned expression and was still looking at the portrait in his hand. He said to him seemingly as a reminder: "Master Kong, you can't recognize me. Why don't you give up now? You can recognize people." General Xiao Zhao stepped forward to identify him and find out for himself."
What Xiao Yanjun said was reasonable, and Kong Changhui couldn't refute it, so he had to say to Zhao Xingwen on the left: "I have to trouble General Zhao to come to the hall to identify him."
Zhao Xingwen was originally there, but the boss was reluctant. Bingwen said softly beside him: "That is the portrait of Yi Dao. What you identified was only Yi Dao."
Zhao Xingwen glanced at Bingwen and saw him nodding slightly, then walked out of the queue and walked into the hall.
Everyone in the Zhao family's military camp has basically seen Yi Dao's appearance, and it is true that this matter cannot be covered up.
The yamen servant took the portrait from Kong Changhui's hand and handed it to Zhao Xingwen. Zhao Xingwen took a look and put it back in the yamen servant's hand.
"This is the portrait of Yi Dao, but what does it have to do with the young Marquis?" He turned around and squinted his eyes as he spoke, looking at her from top to bottom: "Su Qianle, in the dark, you said that you were extremely scared. It’s really not easy to see so clearly.”
Kong Changhui looked at Xiao Yanjun's face and frowned, and quickly spoke before him: "I'm sorry to bother you, General Zhao. Please step back first."
Zhao Xingwen didn't insist on staying after hearing this, but deliberately walked behind Su Qianle, leaned down, and threw a disdainful curse at Su Qianle who was kneeling in the hall: "You are a wolf-hearted person. !”
(End of chapter)