Unsuccessful

Trial of the three divisions in the Zhengluan Hall of the Heguang Imperial City

"Presumably all of you have heard that Princess Mu was murdered recently, and Prince Mu followed her away?" Feng Yuan asked softly while sitting on the dragon chair, twirling a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

"I have heard about it, but..." Dali Siqing asked first.

"My lovers may not know that Princess Mu didn't die of a heart attack as rumored outside."

Dali Temple Minister looked at the officials present, all of them were related to the judiciary, and said, "Could it be that the princess was murdered by others?"

"As expected of the Minister of Dali Temple, it is true. Today I invite you all to come and interrogate together. Because the identity of this prisoner is not ordinary, if it is made public, I am afraid that it will miss the wisdom of Prince Mu's residence."

"Please let the emperor express it clearly." Several people saluted and stood aside with each other.

Feng Yuan curled his lips into a smile, "Bring someone up!"

Crash, clatter, the sound of chains colliding with each other came from a distance, and a figure swayed towards him. The two guards on the left and right were not so much pushing him up, as they were supporting him so that he would not fall down.

Although it is said that Jing Luo did a good job on the surface, Jing Luo was not unkempt, but the root was hurt inside, his complexion was gray, his lips were pale, his eyes were sunken, his eyes were black and blue, and the prison uniform he was wearing was empty. It has been so thin, it can be seen that it must have been abused inhumanly.

The Minister of Dali Temple, the Minister of Criminal Affairs, and the Doctor Yushi all frowned, and thought to themselves, since the emperor has already used lynching, why should he go through the road again?For whom?

"My loves, please sit down. Let's read." Feng Yuan waved his sleeves, seeing Jing Luo's desolation, Feng Yuan felt refreshed, and ordered the eunuch next to him to read out his crimes.

"Jing Luo, the adopted son of Prince Mu's mansion, entered the mansion at the age of six, with a sinister heart, insidious and cunning, poisoned and killed Princess Mu, as evidenced by the handwriting written by the princess during her lifetime, his intentions are too much to write down, and he will be executed today after the three divisions' interrogation!" Eunuch The words were sonorous, and the crimes were like a mountain, but Jing Luo still stood upright on his knees.

"Did all my loves know?"

"Your Majesty, is there a rubbing copy of this certificate? Can you show me this?"

Although Mr. Yushi doesn't know how to judge cases, he has met Jing Luo a few times. Every time he saw him, he accompanied Feng Tuo into the palace. Even an outsider Yu Shi can understand Jing Luo's careful care. Therefore, the censor did not believe that Jing Luo would poison Princess Mu.

"Yes, present it."

One of the eunuchs took the rubbings to the palace to prove Jing Luo's crime that day, so naturally the more people know the word Jing, the better. Now, the emperor can't change anything.

The minister of Dali Temple went to one o'clock one day, frowned again, and saluted, "Your Majesty, just relying on this irregular handwriting, I'm afraid it won't be able to convict Jingluo. Look, Your Majesty, this word, It can be the unfinished character 'Zao' or the character 'Yu', but it cannot be concluded that it is the character Jing. Is there any other evidence?"

Although this Dali Temple minister is young, but he judges cases like a god, and is very upright, he was dissatisfied with the emperor's use of lynching, now looking at the evidence is even more absurd, he feels a little unhappy.

"Yes, go and bring people up, and let everyone see how ambitious and ungrateful this Jing Luo is!"

Jing Luo, who had been unmoved until now, suddenly raised his head, his eyes piercing into Feng Yuan's eyes.

"I didn't kill my mother-in-law." The voice was weak, but firm, and there was no doubt about it.

"Hey, you still call Princess Mu a stepmother, you really..."

A few footsteps approached quickly, and Feng Yuan in the distance sounded as if someone was begging for mercy.

"Open the door!" was Feng Tuo's voice.

First came the voice of the guard kneeling on the ground, "My lord, you are not allowed to enter without the emperor's summons."

"Can you open the door!"

The guard looked at the rapier on his neck, and said firmly, "Your Majesty, calm down, you are not allowed to enter without the emperor's summons."

"Okay, okay," Feng Tuo said three times, and took away the rapier. The guard just breathed a sigh of relief, and almost committed suicide, because Feng Tuo directly placed the sword on his neck. There are shallow wounds, and there are several around them, presumably it was his own life that forced him along the way.

"My lord, please think twice!" Even if the guard didn't hear anything outside the window, he knew the weight of the lord in the emperor's heart, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Your Majesty, if you don't let me in, I will kill myself in front of the Zhengluan Palace today to thank the emperor!"

The door of the Zhengluan Hall opened, and Feng Yuan stepped out from inside, "Tuo'er, what are you doing, put down the sword!"

"Your Majesty, are you still judging Jingluo?" Feng Tuo's eyes were burning, and the thin sword in his hand was embedded in the flesh again, and strands of blood merged into blood beads and rolled down.

Feng Yuan became even more anxious when he saw it, "Yes, I want you to see him, you put down the sword!"

"Your majesty, can you deal with it fairly? Can you not follow your own selfishness? A Luo, he didn't kill his mother and concubine." Feng Tuo said more and more urgently, and the blood on the wound became more urgent.

"Okay, I promise you, you put down the sword first." Feng Yuan made a gesture secretly, if there is an accident in a while, no matter what, he must save Feng Tuo's life.

"No, I'm going to see A Luo now!" Speaking of Jing Luo, Feng Tuo's heart was tied, and some tears came out of his eyes emotionally.

"He's inside, you can go in and meet him now." Feng Yuan turned sideways, revealing Jing Luo standing in the hall.

"Kang Dang." It was the sound of the rapier falling to the ground.

"A Luo..." Feng Tuo heard his voice choked up.