Chapter VIII: Skillful Judgment of Doubtful Cases

"Beichen, everyone is gone, why are you still letting us stay here? Have lunch? "Originally, Beichen was regarded as a thief, and Beichen was so hasty in deciding the case, Mu Qing suddenly glared and was furious!

Mu Wantong on the side of the board frowned slightly, and immediately pulled her father's clothes from behind, and whispered, "Dad, didn't we say it before?" ā€

"Say what?" Mu Qing was lying with cold eyebrows, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Beichen was unhappy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

In this regard, Beichen was not angry, but smiled gently, waved his hand at the people who were about to leave, and said loudly: "Don't worry, this unsolved case has not been solved, why are you in a hurry to leave?" ā€

"Peking University, this person is gone, how can you untie it?"

Some people hid in the crowd at the entrance of the yamen and dared to speak, although others were curious, but they did not dare to speak, since ancient times, the poor did not fight with the rich, the rich did not fight with the officials, and any words were very likely to cause death for themselves.

Everyone's questioning eyes, Beichen was not angry, but laughed loudly: "This case is now, and the truth is far from it...... Only one step away! ā€

"One step away?" The onlookers at the gate of the yamen were shocked, and they didn't know why.

"Let's go!"

At this moment, a cold scolding sound sounded outside the yamen, and everyone looked back, and when Beichen heard this voice, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked out of the door, and muttered in his mouth: "It's coming......"

Mu Wantong, who was nearby, shook slightly, looking at Beichen's brows, he didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd!

At this time, two government officials outside the yamen came back, and they were pushing a middle-aged man in their hands, and everyone looked at it, this middle-aged man turned out to be Zhang Tong who had just left!

Entering the yamen hall, the head catcher saluted Beichen and said excitedly: "My lord, you are really a god, as you expected, after this person left with half of the fabric, he was overjoyed on the way home, and we looked at it carefully!" ā€

His eyes flickered, and Zhang Tong hurriedly spoke: "My lord, I believe that you judge the case like a god, but I don't break the law by laughing, right?" ā€

"You don't break the law when you laugh......"

Beichen was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, after saying this sentence, he suddenly stopped talking, and in the field, only a few people stared at the fabric in Tongtong's hand, and he noticed that something was faintly wrong!

"If I didn't break the law, why did the adults arrest me?"

With a turn of his eyes, Zhang Tong looked very angry, roared loudly, and the two catchers next to him frowned, and immediately pressed him down, and said coldly: "Be honest!" ā€

Sitting on the Taishi chair behind him, Beichen leisurely took a sip of tea, and said meaningfully: "Zhang Tong, why did I arrest you, you will soon know......"

"My lord, my lord, I brought you back......"

As Beichen's voice fell, he suddenly remembered to chant outside the door, hearing this voice, Beichen's heart was more confident, everyone looked back, and just saw two more officials coming back, and they were still pushing another person who had just left: Li Si!

As soon as he stepped into the lobby, the catcher grinned and said: "My lord, you really think that things are like gods, this person is just as you said, Li Si cried and mourned after leaving the yamen, and even shed tears halfway through." ā€

Smiling slightly, Beichen nodded, he looked at Li Si with gentle eyes, and asked softly: "Li Si, let me ask you, why are you crying with a sad face, and even crying?" ā€

"My lord, the little girl in the family is going to get married, and I wanted to make a new dress out of this fabric, but who would have thought, hey, ......" Li Si's face was aggrieved, and even the onlookers felt heartache at this moment.

An honest man did a good deed, but was framed, and lost half of the fabric, everyone was very angry, if so, who would dare to do good deeds in the future?

Beichen nodded, then turned his head to look at Zhang Tong, and said lightly: "Zhang Tong, you didn't break the law by laughing, but let me ask you, he cried for losing half of the cloth, why did you laugh?" ā€

Under Beichen's aggressive eyes, Zhang Tong let out a "grunt" in his heart, and secretly said that it was not good, why he was happy was afraid that only he knew that he had so much silk and white cloth, how could he not be happy.

After thinking about the exam, Zhang Tong hurriedly said: "My lord, I am happy because of my family's affairs, and it has nothing to do with this cloth!" ā€

Hearing this, Beichen smashed the teacup on the wooden table next to him, stared at Zhang Tong, and said coldly: "Qubble, do you know how much this cloth is worth?" ā€

"Of course I know ......" Without thinking, Zhang Tong spoke.

Stretching out his hand, Beichen pointed to Li Si, who looked stagnant, and muttered softly: "Li Si's family is going to marry a daughter, this matter is naturally a great thing, but he lost the silk cloth, and he still cried and mourned......"

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Beichen stared at Zhang Tong coldly: "I really want to know, what is going on, even if you lose the silk, you can't hide your joy......"

"This ......"

Facing Beichen's questioning, Zhang Tong was already sweating, and his whole person collapsed, he was sitting on the cold ground at the moment, his eyes were empty, and he was speechless.

Seeing his appearance, Beichen narrowed his eyes and said, "Come on, pull out and take the thirty boards!" ā€

"Yes!"

The two catchers quickly took the order and stepped forward to pull Zhang Tong out, but at this moment, Zhang Tong suddenly came back to his senses, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Beichen, stared at his red eyes, and said loudly: "My lord, don't fight, I move, I will move!" ā€

It was not until this time that the onlookers came back to their senses, they suddenly realized, and their eyes looked at Beichen and became worshipful, these people were very excited, with such a clean official in charge, it was really a place where the people were safe, living and working in peace and contentment!

"My lord, you are really like a god, you are a veritable master of the blue sky!"

"Yes, having an official like this is the luck of the people, the luck of the place, and the luck of the country!"

Beichen was fluttering in his heart, but he waved his hand on the surface, and said with a kind smile: "Where is it, the kid is still very young, he is an official, broad and profound, and he never dares to claim to be a ...... in the sky."

Mu Wantong next to him was so smart, seeing his smug appearance, his eyes flowed, and he covered his lips and chuckled: "Adults don't have to be humble, but everything is done, and those who can live in it, why are they messing up?" ā€

"Well said, the things of the world, the capable ......"

In the crowd, there was a young man with a slight fat body who spoke loudly, but halfway through his words, he stopped talking in panic, and his eyes were still a little scared.

Everyone's eyes also looked over, all of them were in a cold sweat, those who dare to call the world, except for the Long Live Emperor, who dares to evaluate it in vain, this is the crime of rebellion against the nine clans!

The people outside the yamen were all frightened, they all left in a gray manner, Rao is Beichen, and they were also shocked to sweat, talking about the world, this is a headless thing!

"Stutterers, don't leave yet!"

Mu Qing, who was on the high platform, obviously didn't want to invite trouble, so he slapped the shocked wood and yelled at the slightly fat young man who was trembling at the yamen.

Beichen's eyes turned slightly, staring at the person under the hall and frowning, "Who are you?" Who's last name? ā€

The slightly fat young man was frightened, and said in a trembling voice: "The small An Lushan is the Yalang ...... of the agreed prices of buyers and sellers from various countries" (Yalang is the translator)

"An Lushan ......"

Hearing these three words, Beichen muttered softly, stood up with a thud, and said in horror: "Anshi Rebellion!" ā€]