One touch and one silence

When Nanzhi arrived at the Dali Temple, he immediately ordered Zhao Xiaojing to take people to bring Fan Siyu's entire family to the Dali Temple.

There is also the old man named Wang San.

Zhao Xiaojing heard the yamen runners complaining to him yesterday about Nan Shaoqing's affairs.

He received an order from Shaoqing Nan today, so he had to report to Shaoqing Yuan.

"and many more!"

"Forget it, you go first!"

Nanzhi thought about it and decided that this matter had to be handled by her people. These people were already very busy with their work, and she didn't want to add more work for them.

"Liu Yue, go back later and have someone buy some rice, flour, grain, oil, etc. Use half of what we have learned from fortune-telling to buy them. Then, check the household registration to see if there are any lonely elderly people around, and give them some food, charcoal, or firewood for the winter!"

"In the name of His Highness?" Liu Yue asked hesitantly.

Nanzhi shook her head, "No need, use His Majesty's!" It just so happens that it is needed now, it's just a name, forget it, just do it for a more peaceful life in the future.

If she did it, no matter she was a prince or a princess, she would probably be in trouble.

Besides, she never needed any good reputation. It was of no use to her.

When Liu Yue heard this, he turned around and walked out the door.

At this time Yuan Wuqing came over in a hurry.

"I heard that Nan Shaoqing wants to review the case of Fan Siyu's child?"

Nanzhi had just sat down and was studying the boy's file when she heard Yuan Shaoqing running over in a hurry and asked her this question.

Nanzhi looked up at Yuan Wuqing and smiled, "Why? Is it not possible?"

Yuan Wuqing did not directly answer Nanzhi's words, but just sighed.

"To be honest, I did find something amiss at first, but that kid was very stubborn. I was willing but powerless."

"I didn't expect that Nan Shaoqing also noticed something was wrong?"

"Oh?" Yuan Wuqing's words made Nanzhi stunned. She put down the file in her hand, walked over and sat down opposite Yuan Wuqing.

"So Yuan Shaoqing just gave up like that?" This doesn't seem like something this guy would do?

"No, it's just that I've been very busy recently, so I had no choice but to put it aside. I didn't expect that when I arrived today, I saw Zhao Xiaojing inviting the boy's family to come over at the door."

"My next guess is that Your Highness might have noticed something. It makes sense. With Your Highness's intelligence, he must have noticed something." Yuan Wuqing didn't say that it was Zhao Xiaojing who went to find him specifically.

Nanzhi smiled and said, "Mr. Yuan, you are too kind. I just wanted to ask you to review the case together. I wonder if you have time?"

"There is only Shaoqing Nan here!" Nanzhi repeated.

Yuan Wu smiled affectionately and said, "It's my honor!" But he was secretly complaining in his heart, who said that about His Highness last time?

The two drank tea and discussed the loopholes in the files.

Liu Yue came back from outside, walked up to Nan Zhi, and whispered in Nan Zhi's ear, "Leave the matter to San Qi and the others."

Nanzhi understood.

Her people do it themselves, which can save a lot of money and help more people instead of having the money withheld by those with ulterior motives.

Zhao Xiaojing, who was outside the door, walked in and saluted to Nanzhi Yuan Wuqing, "Sir, bring all the Fan Siyu family and Wang San that you ordered."

Nanzhi stood up and said, "Let's go! Master Yuan!"

I have been to the main hall of the Dali Temple where cases are tried several times, and I am very familiar with Nanzhi Road.

He walked in the front position without any hesitation.

Zhao Xiaojing fell behind, and beside Yuan Wuqing, he asked quietly, "Sir, don't we need to tell the higher-ups about the retrial of this old case?"

Yuan Wuqing smiled at Zhao Xiaojing and whispered, "Who is that person in front?"

No matter how useful the person above is, he is not as useful as the one in front.

Liu Yue heard what they said and looked back at them.

Zhao Xiaojing instantly felt the murderous intent in Liu Yue's eyes and immediately lowered his head.

Only then did he suddenly remember that the master was the Seventh Prince!

What a fool he is!

Nanzhi sat steadily in the upper seat, looking down at the people kneeling below.

"I am honored to meet you two gentlemen. I wonder if you have called me here for something?" Fan Zhe asked bravely.

"Where is Fan Zhe?" Nanzhi asked.

"The grass people are here!"

"On the day Yu Wanzhou fell into the water, were you sure you heard that it was Yu Wanzhou who personally pointed out before his death that Fan Siyu pushed him into the water?"

"To answer your question, sir, I heard it with my own ears. My son was outside at that time."

Old Mrs. Fan answered before Fan Zhe.

Nanzhi chuckled and ordered coldly, "Come here, slap your mouth! Did I ask you to speak when I asked you to speak?"

"Sir, spare your life!"

"Please spare my life, sir. I know my crime!"

Nanzhi ignored him. Zhao Xiaojing walked over and slapped old lady Fan ten times in a row, causing her mouth to bleed and become red and swollen.

"Please spare my life, sir! My mother is old and doesn't understand things. Please forgive me, sir!"

Fan Zhe knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to plead for mercy for his mother.

"Fan Zhe, I have a question for you. Did you hear with your own ears that your step-wife Yu Wanzhou identified your son and that Fan Siyu pushed her into the water?"

Nanzhi shouted loudly.

"Sir, that day the neighbors rescued my wife and brought her into the house. It was my mother who changed her clothes. I was outside the door and didn't hear clearly."

"How dare you! Then why did you accuse your son of pushing your second wife into the water? How did the people in your village hear this? You might as well confess the truth!"

Nanzhi slammed the gavel on top with such a loud bang that she even scared herself.

What the hell is this wood? Why is the sound so loud? It scared her to death.

Nanzhi quickly pushed the thing away.

His eyes were glaring at the people below.

"My Lord! I was not at home that day. I was chopping wood in the mountains. When I returned, my wife had already been rescued. I did not have the chance to see her for the last time! My Lord!"

Fan Zhe was so frightened by Nanzhi that he trembled with fear and dared not hide anything anymore.

"What a joke! Fan Zhe, that's not what you said last time!" Yuan Wuqing scolded coldly.

Fan Zhe was so frightened that he kept kowtowing, "Sir, I was in a trance last time and I didn't even know what I said. Please forgive me, sir!"

Fan Zhe's words made Yuan Wuqing laugh out of anger.

"Then why did you testify in public, saying that you heard your step-wife say in public that it was your son Fan Siyu who pushed her into the water!"

Yuan Wuqing's words made Fan Zhe feel guilty for a moment. He only thought it was true because he heard his mother say it, so he...

"This……"

Fan Zhe looked at his mother, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"What are you looking at! I asked you a question and you didn't answer honestly!"

"Snapped!"

Yuan Wuqing slammed the gavel hard.

Nanzhi was caught off guard and was frightened by the sound of the gavel.