The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

When Lu Lao Er and Lu Lao San heard the sound, they raised their heads suddenly as if they were hit by a heavy hammer. Their necks trembled uncontrollably, their eyes full of fear and anxiety, and they looked towards the source of the sound tremblingly.

Their hearts were in turmoil, like fifteen buckets of water being drawn out of a bucket – up and down, [This is over, this is definitely a disaster, why did the emperor suddenly appear here, has our plan been exposed?]

The moment their peripheral vision touched the emperor's figure, the two of them seemed to be under a spell of immobilization, their bodies began to tremble violently uncontrollably, and every hair on their body stood up.

"I...we..."

Their lips trembled, their voices were as soft as gossamer, with fear and panic that could not be concealed, and they kept praying in their hearts that this was just a nightmare.

The emperor's long-suppressed anger suddenly erupted, and he roared in anger: "Louder!"

The roar was like a thunderclap that shook the air.

In an instant, Lu Lao Er and Lu Lao San felt as if their breathing was strangled, their hearts seemed to have stopped beating, and only endless fear was spreading wildly in their chests.

What should we do? The Emperor is furious. If we tell anyone, we'll definitely face bad consequences. But if we don't tell anyone, we won't be able to get through this either!

They seemed to have their spines pulled out, and collapsed to the ground, kowtowed desperately, their foreheads hitting the ground with a dull sound, but their throats seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and no matter how anxious they were, they could not utter a single word.

The emperor's patience had been worn to the limit. He looked at Lu Qingchen coldly with a glare as sharp as a knife, his tone full of warnings and threats: "Marquis Xuanping, if they continue to play deaf and dumb like this, I will not be willing to accompany you here any longer."

Lu Qingchen leaned slightly and bowed respectfully toward the Emperor. Then, he slowly straightened his back, his expression somewhat nonchalant as he glanced at everyone. He spoke slowly, "Everyone, if you confess now, you can still be considered accomplices and there's still room for leniency. But if I present the evidence before the Emperor, your crimes will be the same as Lu Yuande's."

Up to this moment, Lu Lao Er and Lu Lao San still didn't take it seriously. However, as he continued to speak, they began to sweat profusely. Their clothes were soaked with cold sweat, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

"You conspired to murder the mistress of the house, seize her property and dowry, and even sell the nation's most valuable treasures to the enemy. Such actions are irrefutable evidence of treason. You will face exile for your entire family, or even the extermination of all nine generations of your clan!"

In the solemn hall, Lu Qingchen's voice echoed clearly and powerfully.

At first, the emperor sat upright on the dragon throne with a calm expression, showing no sign of abnormality.

But when he heard the word "treason," he was shocked and stood up from the dragon throne uncontrollably. His eyes were filled with astonishment and anxiety. He hurriedly asked, "Marquis Xuanping, what did you just say? What do you mean by treason?"

Lu Qingchen stood tall and straight, his expression solemn. He bowed and replied righteously, "Your Majesty, I'm not aware of this. Recently, while sorting through my mother's belongings, I discovered a startling secret in her notes. My mother devoted many years of painstaking effort to cultivating a miraculous grain seed. This seed is extremely special; not only can it be planted year-round, but it can also be harvested twice annually. If it can be widely cultivated, it will greatly alleviate the food crisis in Longyuan State and free the people from hunger."

When the emperor heard this, his heart began beating violently and his eyes flashed with excitement.

He knew very well that if this news was true, it would be a major event that would make him famous in history!

At this moment, a picture has emerged in his mind: the people of Longyuan Kingdom are well-fed and well-clothed, the country is becoming increasingly powerful, and people from all directions come to pay tribute. What a prosperous scene that would be!

The emperor leaned forward slightly, his hands tightly gripping the armrests of the dragon throne, trying hard to suppress the excitement surging in his heart. Although he tried his best to keep his voice steady, he could not hide the slight tremor in his voice: "Are you serious?"

Lu Qingchen's face was as calm as water, his eyes revealing an unquestionable determination. He bowed and responded in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "It is absolutely true. Mother's letter is right here. Your Majesty, please personally review it."

When the emperor heard this, a fiery light flashed in his eyes. He anxiously glanced at Eunuch Wu beside him, and his eyes seemed to say, "Hurry up."

Eunuch Wu didn't dare to delay and ran quickly to present the things.

The emperor reached out his hand impatiently, snatched the letter, and began to read it quickly with trembling fingers.

On the other side, the faces of the two Lu brothers turned pale in an instant, and beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

Their eyes met in panic, as if looking for answers in each other's eyes, but they only saw the same confusion and fear.

Both men unconsciously clenched their hands into fists, their joints turning white from the force.

They frantically searched their memories, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't recall selling any seeds. But they knew they had sold much of Jiang's dowry to neighboring enemy states, making a killing. Could it be that those seeds had been accidentally sold at that time?

Thinking of this, their hearts tightened and they all prayed silently in their hearts, hoping that Lu Qingchen was just exaggerating, otherwise they would be in great trouble.

A moment later, a deafening roar resounded throughout the hall.

"Marquis Xuanping! Why didn't you tell me this earlier?"

After seeing Jiang's letter, the emperor could no longer suppress his anger. He stood up suddenly, his dragon robe fluttering with his movements. His eyes were wide open, burning with rage, as if he wanted to burn everything in front of him to ashes.

Lu Qingchen slowly lowered his head, his thick eyelashes hiding the complex emotions in his eyes. His voice was filled with helplessness and bitterness. "Your Majesty, I have mentioned the items my mother left behind to you many times, but you said at the time that it was a private matter of the Marquis' Mansion and asked me not to mention it again."

The emperor's body suddenly stiffened, and the anger on his face froze instantly, replaced by deep regret. That regret was like a sharp knife, piercing his heart fiercely.

He remembered that he had originally thought that Lu Qingchen wanted to ask him to return the things donated by the Jiang family, so he impatiently refused to listen to his details again and again, but he never thought that there would be things that would benefit the country and the people.

"Then you should be tougher and explain the whole story clearly!"

The emperor still refused to give up. His chest heaved violently, and his voice was low and majestic, as if he wanted to use this method to cover up his inner uneasiness.

After all, he is the emperor, how could he be wrong?

Lu Qingchen stood there quietly, like a silent statue. He raised his head slightly, looked into the distance calmly, his lips tightly closed, and chose silence.

At this moment, facing such unreasonable accusations from the emperor, if he really did that, he might be killed by the emperor before he could even say a word!

Witnessing the scene before him, the emperor was filled with rage but had nowhere to vent it, and in the end, all this anger was poured onto the Lu brothers.

There was a loud "bang" and the inkstone on the table fell in front of the two of them like a cannonball.

The hard inkstone could not withstand the violent force and instantly shattered into pieces, with fragments flying everywhere.

Both of their faces were scratched with blood by the flying debris, but they dared not even make a sound, for fear that any movement would provoke the furious emperor to order them to be dragged out and beheaded.

"Tell me! Where did you sell Jiang's seeds? And to whom?"

If it only involved Jiang's dowry, the emperor might still gloat over Lu Qingchen's misfortune, but once it involved seeds, the nature of the matter was completely different, and he would never allow such a thing to happen.

The Lu brothers were so frightened that their voices trembled as they stammered, "Your Majesty, we...we never sold her...it was Lu Qingchen who sold her. He sold her and then deliberately framed us."

Before Lu Qingchen could open his mouth to argue, Yan Wanwan spoke first, "That's strange. Based on the time you guys sold Jiang's dowry, the young marquis was only four or five years old at that time. So, you're saying that the young marquis sold Jiang's dowry when he was four or five?"

This is simply a fantasy! If Lu Qingchen could have received Jiang's dowry when she was four or five years old, why would she have endured humiliation for so many years, and even nearly been killed by those three ill-intentioned Lu family members?

The emperor had obviously thought of this, and the fury on his face could no longer be suppressed, bursting out completely: "Well! How dare you tease me! Come! Give me thirty lashes!"

The Lu brothers recalled the tragic scene of Lu Yuande being beaten, and they couldn't stop trembling. As if they had a telepathic connection, they shouted in unison: "Your Majesty, it was Lu Yuande who sold it!"