Chapter Seventy-Four: Zhao Mu's Trial

Through the translucent curtain, Shen Qiwu could faintly see the scene outside. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The convoy of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the East Palace did not continue to move forward, but stopped, preparing to turn back to the public court in Dangtu County.

The only thing that didn't stop was the dilapidated carriage.

There was an old man sitting in the carriage, and it was a little scholar who drove the carriage. They did not stop, but drove slowly out of the city gates, driving slowly until they disappeared from sight.

Shen Qiwu sighed slightly, she didn't know Yan Ruojun's thoughts, his departure was to tell Shen Qiwu with his actions that he had no intention of participating in the whirlpool of struggle. Instead of going all the way with them, why not go one step ahead.

When people get old, their minds really begin to decay.

Shen Qiwu scolded bitterly in his heart, his eyes no longer hesitated, and he continued to read the book seriously.

The guards of the East Palace turned back again, and the young man who was crying out for grievances also followed behind the convoy, he walked very slowly, his eyes were no longer full of sadness, and slowly revealed a joy and inexplicable calm.

Today, for some reason, Song Jinliang was not on duty in the court, only an old toothless master was sitting there dozing.

As soon as I saw so many people entering the court, I suddenly felt sleepy, and quickly stood up and scolded, "Who are you?" Anything to drum beforehand. ”

"Presumptuous! I didn't salute when I saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! The leading general drew his sword and said with a majestic expression. All it takes is His Highness to make a sound, and he can immediately cut off this person's head.

"Too... Prince... Your Highness?! The master was so frightened that he hurriedly opened his eyes, although Zhao Mu was only wearing civilian clothes, there was still a python engraved on his clothes.

The Son of Heaven wears a dragon robe, and the prince is naturally a python suit.

"Your Majesty is rude, please forgive your highness!" The master hurriedly knelt on the ground, pleading guilty in panic.

Zhao Mu glanced at the master with disgust, "Those who don't know are not guilty, get up." ”

Since today's chief official Song Jinliang was not present, Zhao Mu was not polite, and sat on the main seat, and the young man who was blocking the convoy stood below, and the guards of the East Palace were standing all around, forming a majestic line of defense, blocking the people who followed to see the excitement outside the court.

As for Shen Qiwu, he asked Huan'er to move a chair and sit behind Zhao Mu like this.

"Now that you're in court, tell me your grievances. If you can't tell me why, I'll punish you! Zhao Mu said the back, and his expression became majestic.

The young man in the hall knelt down in fear, buried his head very low, and could not see his face, only his voice could be heard.

"The grass people don't dare, the grass people don't dare!"

Zhao Mu put on the score once and didn't show it anymore, and when he heard the words, he put away the expression on his face, and said softly: "Then tell me what grievances you have." If it is true, Gugu will get justice for you. ”

"The grass people's name is Zhang Erhu, who originally lived by the wharf not far from the county seat, and his father was a businessman, who did some sea trading, buying some silk and tea to transport to the Jin Kingdom to sell. But I don't know what happened that day, the dog officer surnamed Song actually sent soldiers and horses to arrest Xiaomin's father, and even seized my family's ancestral house. The villain has no choice but to live on the streets, my father is still imprisoned in the prison and tortured, please Your Highness is the master of the small people! Zhang Erhu told with a handful of snot and tears, and after speaking, he continued to kowtow on the ground vigorously, and kept muttering words like "being in charge" and "avenging grievances".

Zhao Mu glanced at Shen Qiwu, frowned and said, "What evidence do you have for what you are talking about?" ”

Zhang Erhu shook his head, "Although Xiaomin doesn't have evidence, His Highness can call that dog official to come and confront me." As he spoke, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, as if as long as Song Jinliang stood in front of him, he would eat his flesh raw.

Since they all said so, Zhao Mu also knew what to do.

Zhao Mu then glanced at the teacher standing in the hall, and said in an indifferent tone: "How about it, how long will it take for you to invite Lord Song?" ”

When the master heard this, he immediately collapsed to the ground in fright, and he kowtowed tremblingly: "Lord Song will be here soon, Your Highness will forgive your sins, Your Highness will forgive your sins." ”

"Oh?" Zhao Mu looked at the trembling teacher below with interest, and said with a little disgust: "You said forgiveness, what are you guilty of?" ”

When the master heard this, his head was almost buried in the ground, and he said in an intermittent trembling voice: "Your Highness, the lower official... Shouldn't.. Self. Make.. Host. Sheet. Target. Go.... Send people. Inform Lord Song, His Royal Highness Qing... Punish. ”

Zhao Mu smiled disappreciatively, nodded lightly, and said with a little sarcasm: "Alas, why do you want to punish you?" You are Lord Song's subordinate official, and you should care about and be considerate of your superiors, why should I blame you? ”

There was a shocking wood on the desk, and Zhao Mu held it in his hand, thinking about whether to try it out. However, seeing the appearance of the teacher below, Zhao Mu felt extremely disgusted, and he had no interest in scaring him.

At this time, Song Jinliang rushed over with someone.

He was naturally followed by the master named Hou Yuan, Song Jinliang's face was not good-looking, he didn't expect Zhao Mu to be stopped on the road, and now he continues to stay in Dangtu County, some things are afraid to be cautious.

"Your Highness, it's too late." As soon as Song Jinliang came in, he gave Hou Yuan all the looks, and the two saluted Zhao Mu together.

Zhao Mu sat on the top of the public court, showed a kind smile, pointed to Zhang Erhu below, and said, "Don't be surprised by the noisy guests today." Do you recognize the people in the hall? ”

Song Jinliang turned his head to look at Zhang Erhu, his eyes flickered, and replied: "Back to Your Highness, this person doesn't know the official." ”

"Don't recognize?" Zhao Mu laughed lightly, naturally he wouldn't believe Song Jinliang's words, and then his tone increased in vain, "You don't know him?" But he wants to confront you in court! You say, you don't know him! ”

Song Jinliang hurriedly bent down in confession, but still said without showing weakness: "The lower official really doesn't know this person!" ”

"Good, good!" Zhao Mu said three good words in a row, and Shen Qiwu gently pinched his arm behind him, which made Zhao Mu calm down, and he didn't ask Song Jinliang, but moved his gaze to Zhang Erhu, "Didn't you just confront Lord Song?" Now that he is standing before you, what do you have to say! ”

Zhang Erhu raised his head, his face changed, he looked at Song Jinliang with hatred, and said through gritted teeth: "Please call the shots, it is this dog official who framed my father!" They took away my property and made me live on the streets. Your Highness, please make the decision for me! ”

"You bastard,!" Song Jinliang pointed at Zhang Erhu on the side, and his angry fingers trembled. (To be continued.) )