Chapter Fifty-Seven: Stop Here?
Jing Zhaoyin's hand rested on the bucket of chips in front of him, and he pulled out two chips, but he hesitated again, put down one of them, and only threw the other one on the ground.
The chip bounced up on the ground for a few minutes, shook twice, and then completely stacked on the ground, and the word "twenty" engraved on it made Song Lan's heart tighten.
"It's really hateful to instigate kidnapping and threatening others! This palace sentenced you to 20 canes and three months in prison. Jing Zhaoyin seemed to be very simple, but only his own heart understood how difficult it was to say these words.
If Song Hu and Lu Ziyou knew that they would actually punish Song Lan in public, they would be afraid that they would take their own lives.
When the time comes, don't say that it is this black yarn hat, and it is still unknown whether your whole family will be safe and sound.
As the saying goes, what are you afraid of!
When Jing Zhaoyin was thinking about it, he heard the official outside the hall report loudly, "Lord Song Hu, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and Lord Lu Ziyou, the waiter, have arrived." ”
Hearing this, Jing Zhaoyin only felt that his whole body was cold, and a cold sweat dripped down his spine.
He was bold, raised his head, and glanced out, his heart was also tight.
Immediately, I saw Song Hu and Lu Ziyou standing side by side and walked in quickly.
Seeing this, Jing Zhaoyin hurriedly stood up, with a smile on his face, bowed down, and went out to greet him.
When Song Lan heard this, she immediately turned her head and saw the two of them, and her face eased a little.
She turned her head sideways, stared at Lu Yunxi, glanced up and down, drooped the corners of her eyes, and said coldly, "Lu Yunxi, you want me to give your maid her life, what you think is beautiful." ”
After speaking, Song Lan simply stood up, rushed to the outside of the hall in a few steps, and knelt in front of Song Hu and Lu Ziyou.
She tilted her head, held Lu Ziyou's trouser legs tightly with one hand, and said in a loud voice, "Lord, take a look." Your good daughter actually sued her mother-in-law in the Jingzhao Yin Yamen with a written letter. If this matter spreads outside, we will think that our family is not harmonious. ”
Song Lan lowered her head as she spoke, tears streaming down her cheeks.
The way she looks can be regarded as pity for me.
Seeing this, Lu Ziyou's eyes frowned slightly, glanced at Song Hu, and then looked at Jing Zhaoyin, then stretched out his hand, gently held Song Lan's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "You get up first." ”
Song Lan helped herself up by Lu Ziyou, lowered her head, put a veil on her cheeks, twitched her shoulders, and followed Lu Ziyou to the hall.
Lu Ziyou entered the hall and glanced sideways at Lu Yunxi and Si Tingyan who were standing on the side, with a look of displeasure on their faces.
He retracted his gaze and glanced at Jing Zhaoyin, "My lord, I wonder if what my wife has done has been properly investigated?"
Jing Zhaoyin's face was full of smiles, bowed down, and waved his hand to the master behind him.
The master immediately handed over a bamboo slip.
Lu Ziyou knew that it was all the records of the time when he passed the hall.
He glanced at his eyes, and his heart tightened.
It was clearly written on it that Song Lan actually admitted that she had instructed someone to kidnap Qing'er, and she also asked Lu Yunxi for the formula.
Seeing that Lu Ziyou's complexion was getting worse and worse the more he looked, Song Lan's heart also sank, and he couldn't help but turn his head sideways and look at Song Hu.
Song Hu stepped forward, "How's it going?"
"My lord, these testimonies are all admitted by Madame herself. Seeing this, the corners of Jing Zhaoyin's lips widened, and although his smile deepened a little, it looked a little more embarrassed.
Lu Ziyou had a cold face, handed over the record to Song Hu, glared at Song Lan unhappily, raised his hand angrily, pointed at the tip of Song Lan's nose, shook his fingers twice, but did not say a word.
After Song Hu finished reading it, he slapped the bamboo slip in his hand on the small square table on the side, glanced at Jing Zhaoyin unhappily, and said in a deep voice, "Even if what is said in this confession is true, but the wife of a court official and my daughter will be imprisoned for twenty months and a court cane." This official looks at you, the parent official of the capital, and you can be regarded as the first one!"
Hearing this, Jing Zhaoyin's feet softened, he knelt on the ground, put his hands in front of his forehead, and said in a loud voice, "The lower officials don't dare, the lower officials don't dare." ”
Song Hu snorted coldly, took two more steps in front of Jing Zhaoyin, and said in a deep voice, "Then do you know what to do?"
Jing Zhaoyin looked away in embarrassment, staring at Song Lan, who was standing behind him, with his head down, crying.
When Song Lan saw Jing Zhaoyin staring at him like this, she raised her head even more nonchalantly, raised her chin, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and snorted coldly.
Jing Zhaoyin's heart sank, pursed his lips, drooped his head, and although he was dissatisfied in his heart, he still had to admit it, "Xia Guan knows." Mrs. Song was ......"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Lu Yunxi step forward, folded his hands on his waist, and curtsied to Song Hu, "Lord Shangshu." ”
Hearing this, Jing Zhaoyin and Song Hu's eyes were attracted by Lu Yunxi.
Even that Song Lan stopped her tears, raised her head, and stared at Lu Yunxi with displeasure.
"The Son of Heaven is guilty of the same crime as the common people. Each of the above records is from the mouth of the doctor, if this can also be denied, then I will go to the palace to beat the drum, so that His Majesty and the civil and military officials can see what the daughters taught in your mansion look like!"
Hearing this, Song Hu's eyes seemed to be able to erupt flames.
He took two steps forward, put his hands in front of him, stared at Lu Yunxi's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "You threaten me?"
"I don't dare. Lu Yunxi hurriedly lowered her head and avoided Song Hu's gaze, "I only ask for justice." If Jing Zhaoyin can't give me justice, I can only go to His Majesty to ask for justice. ”
After speaking, Lu Yunxi raised his head and stared at Song Hu, without any fear in his eyes.
Song Hu was full of anger, but he couldn't attack Lu Yunxi.
He stared at Lu Yunxi for a long time, then turned his head, pointed to the tip of Lu Ziyou's nose, and said in a deep voice, "It's all your good daughter! Lu Ziyou, I'll put my words here, if Song Lan is really twenty years old, he will be imprisoned for three months." In the future, there will be no relationship between me and you, and in the court, please call me only one lord. ”
After speaking, Song Hu turned around to leave.
Seeing this, Lu Ziyou was shocked, hurriedly took two steps forward, blocked Song Hu's way, bowed and saluted, and said in a deep voice, "My lord, don't worry. This ......"
As he spoke, Lu Ziyou glanced at Lu Yunxi, "I will deal with this matter as soon as possible." I will definitely give an adult a satisfactory answer. ”
When Song Hu heard this, he stopped, didn't look over, glanced at Lu Yunxi, snorted, stood on one side, and didn't say more.
"Lu Yunxi!" Lu Ziyou stared at Lu Yunxi in confusion, "The good things you did!"