Seeing that the surrounding people were becoming more and more angry, the closed door of Dali Temple was finally opened. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ascension!" The officials on both sides shouted, constantly banging on the ground with their killing sticks.

Zhou Lin looked at the open door and cried with joy. She kowtowed to the people around her, got up and pulled her children, and led a few clansmen to lift her husband's coffin, and walked into the lobby step by step.

The onlookers got up and followed, but were blocked by the officials at the entrance of the lobby. Although they couldn't enter the lobby, they could clearly see the scene in the lobby, and the people stopped pushing forward.

Zhou Lin turned around and gave a salute to the people outside the hall, and then knelt in front of the hall with a few children.

"Who is kneeling in the hall?" Lord Bai's face was full of authority, and he couldn't see his back that was already wet with cold sweat.

"The folk woman Zhou Lin is the surviving person of Zhou Qiao, the doctor of the Huichun Hall in the south of the city." Zhou Lin kowtowed, and without waiting for the adults above to speak, he continued. "Zhou Qiao, the husband of the migrant woman, went out for a consultation seven days ago, who knew that he was going, and when he came back, he was already a cold corpse."

"The husband of the folk woman was poisoned by the Xingwang Mansion and bled to death, but in just a few days, he was separated from the yin and yang of the folk woman, leaving the folk woman and three children, and she couldn't live alone."

"Please make the decision for our orphans and widows!"

Before the voice fell, Zhou Lin and several children cried.

"Silence," Lord Bai slapped the startled wood heavily, "There must be no noise above the public court." ”

"Zhou Lin's family, this official remembered that you had just lost your husband, and you were too sad, so I saved you from killing the stick, you can hold back your crying and talk back."

"Yes, thank you, lady." Zhou Lin kowtowed again, and then wiped away his tears, "Please make the decision for the people's wife." ”

"Zhou Lin, according to what you said, your husband Zhou Qiao went out to receive a doctor a few days ago, how do you know that he went to Xingwangfu, and how can you confirm that he was killed in Xingwangfu?" Lord Bai is worthy of being an official for more than 20 years, and he immediately found the loophole in Zhou Lin's words and forced him to ask.

Before the opening of the hall, he had already received a reply from the Xing Wangfu, telling him not to involve this matter with the palace no matter what, otherwise he might not be able to sit for long in the position of the secretary of Dali Temple.

"Back to my lord's words, the folk woman didn't know that it was the people from Xingwangfu who took my husband." Zhou Lin lowered his head and replied. It seems that the benefactor who secretly helped him was not mistaken, and this Xingwang Mansion would definitely not admit it.

"A few days ago, the person who picked up the husband of the woman was just a subordinate dressed as an ordinary steward, and the vehicle he was riding in could not see any palace markings," the benefactor was prepared in the face of this situation, and according to the benefactor's instructions, Zhou Lin's heart was clear, so he said slowly and unhurriedly, "The woman and the husband thought that it was just an ordinary big family to receive treatment. Where would you have thought that it was the Xingwang Mansion that came to pick up people," Zhou Lin raised his head and his voice became sad.

"Now it seems that this Xingwang Mansion deliberately concealed its identity in advance, and deliberately disguised itself as an ordinary big family to pick up my husband, which is obviously a deliberate attempt to kill people afterwards." Zhou Lin kowtowed again, "Please make the decision for our orphans and widows." ”

Several children on the side also cried with their mothers.

"Silence." Lord Bai patted the startled wood again. "Zhou Lin, according to what you said, where can you see that it is the Xingwang Mansion that picks up people?" Lord Bai darkened his face and secretly breathed a sigh of relief before he said again, "Do you know what kind of sin this slander is against Xingwangfu?" ”

Seeing that Zhou Lin had been talking for so long, he hadn't come up with actual evidence, so he felt a little more at ease. It seems that this week, the Lin family was just instigated by someone, and there is no actual evidence in his hands, maybe he just wants to bite the Xingwang Mansion and ruin the reputation of the palace, maybe it is just to blackmail some more silver.

"My lord, the women did not slander the Xingwang Mansion, and the women had evidence in their hands." Zhou Lin knelt up straight and said loudly.

What the? There is evidence! There really is proof!

Lord Bai in the lobby was stunned, and the people who stopped outside the hall were even more boiling.

"Where's the evidence?" Lord Bai clenched his palms, unaware that his palms were already full of cold sweat, he could only stare straight at Zhou Lin's kneeling in the hall to see what evidence this woman had.

Zhou Lin raised her head, but did not immediately produce evidence, she got up and walked to her husband's coffin, stretched out her hands and vigorously pushed open the lid of the coffin that had not yet been closed.

The man in the coffin had a blue face and was bleeding. When the people outside the hall saw such a tragic situation, they couldn't help but exclaim.

Zhou Lin ignored the bustle outside the hall, she lifted her husband's clothes and took out a white silk silk from her chest.

Zhou Lin raised the silk silk to the top of his head with both hands, and shook slightly against the noon sun outside the hall.

The crowd outside the hall was suddenly silent.

Everyone saw that with Zhou Lin's shaking, the plain white silk silk slowly changed into colorful colors in the sun, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, rippling in a circle, gorgeous and abnormal.

"It's a seven-colored brocade!"

Someone in the crowd recognized it and shouted loudly.

It turned out to be a seven-color brocade, a seven-color brocade that only came out of a foot in a hundred years!

As everyone knows, this seven-colored brocade is a kind of brocade made of silk thread spit out by snow silkworms on the Tianshan Mountains in northern Xinjiang, and carefully woven by the best embroiderers in the south of the Yangtze River. The brocade woven with this snow silk usually looks white and colorless, but as long as it shakes in the sun, it will show colorful colors, which is very magical.

And the snow silkworms on the Tianshan Mountains in northern Xinjiang are extremely rare, and there is only one pair all year round. It is often only after the death of one pair that the other pair can be found on the Tianshan Mountains. For thousands of years, no two pairs of snow silkworms have appeared at the same time, so the number of snow silks is surprisingly small and precious.

Therefore, the seven-color brocade woven with snow silk is very rare, and it can only be woven for hundreds of years.

The last time Northern Xinjiang paid tribute to this foot seven-color brocade was five years ago when the emperor was on his fiftieth birthday. At that time, the saint was overjoyed and put this only piece of seven-colored brocade into the inner treasury and regarded it as a national treasure. It wasn't until last year's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet that this seven-colored brocade appeared in front of everyone's eyes again. Everyone in the world knows that at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the palace last year, this seven-colored brocade was rewarded by His Majesty to Princess Annan, who was still the county lord at the time, to congratulate her and Cui Jinghao on their marriage.

Lord Bai, who was sitting in the high hall, looked at the seven-colored brocade in Zhou Lin's hand, and his dark face turned pale all of a sudden.

The seven-colored brocade that only Princess Annan has actually appeared on the body of the deceased Zhou Qiao, what does this mean!

Lord Bai didn't want to think about it anymore, he knew that his career was completely over.

It's over, it's all over, and now this matter can't be separated from Xingwangfu no matter what.