In fact, it is not difficult to know which team Lu Siqing is standing on, just look at who will come to inspect the knife after a while. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After kneeling for a while, an old man dressed in coarse linen was brought in by the officials.

"Master Song, the knife is here, I'm sorry for you." The servant with the knife walked in front of the old man known as Master Song, the old man with a face full of folds, from a pile of folds, opened a pair of thin eyes, stretched out his hand like a dead branch, trembled and touched the knife, and sneered: "It's a knife from the Ministry of War, and it's not a knife from the Ministry of War." ”

"What did Song Lao say?" Lu Siqing hurriedly asked, Mu Yubai noticed that Lu Siqing's address to this old man, the master may be an honorific, but calling him Song Lao, this is an honorific title for a court official of the third grade.

I really can't see it, Mu Yubai secretly looked at the old man again, this old man who looks like a piece of dead wood, could it be a big man?

"The workmanship and the yin lines on the knife are from the Ministry of War, and only the Ministry of War can do it." Not only did the man look like a piece of dead wood, but the old man's voice was as ugly as sawing wood: "But the military department has always used only high-grade fine iron, and has never used this kind of slag iron that crushes when pinched. ”

After that, the old man's gaze fell on Qi Feng through his slitted eyes: "You, come and pinch and see." ”

Qi Feng did not hesitate, strode in front of the old man, held the blade of the knife with one hand, and gently pinched his index finger and thumb, just as the old man said, the seemingly hard blade of the knife was broken into a large piece like tofu dregs.

This old man is really good at picking people. Mu Yubai secretly praised in his heart, who to choose is not good, but choose Qi Feng, a strong monster, not to mention this slag of iron, even if it is really fine iron in his hands, it has to be bent if it is not broken.

"It seems that I am really old, and I don't know that Dasheng's soldiers are so strong that they can go to the battlefield with a slag iron knife and kill all sides." The old man sighed for a long time, and the sound of sawing wood was muffled in the lobby, and Mu Yubai just wanted to cover his ears. Fortunately, the old man also seemed to know that his voice was not very good, and after sighing, he closed his eyes and closed his mouth, and successfully turned into a piece of wood, and never moved again.

Very good. Mu Yubai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this Dali Siqing is not a person from King Rong.

After distinguishing the authenticity of the knife, Mu Yubai estimated that he should also be invited down. Sure enough, as soon as the front foot ordered someone to take Song Lao down to rest, Dali Siqing ordered to withdraw from the hall on the pretext that it was getting late today and the case would be retried tomorrow.

It's just past ten o'clock now, and it's getting late, and it's clear that the three divisions are going to report the progress of the case to the current saint.

Although he retired from the church, Mu Yubai could not leave Dali Temple because the case had not yet been heard.

Qi Feng helped Mu Yubai, who knelt until her legs were weak, back to the room where she had stayed before, closed the door, she could no longer hold back the virtuous and virtuous virtue she pretended, she spread out in the chair very unimpressively, tilted her legs to Qi Feng, and asked the young man to help her rub her legs.

"Sister has worked hard." Qi Feng's fingers roamed over Mu Yubai's straight and thin legs, he had seen the appearance of these legs when they were naked, but he had never had a chance to touch them, although through the clothes, he could still feel the beauty of his hands.

"Fortunately, your sister and I are smart, otherwise it would not be hard now, but a hard life." Speaking of this, Mu Yubai couldn't help but pout.

Duan Ang, who was damned, dug this big pit for her to jump, and the most infuriating thing was that he also handed over the work of burying her to herself.

If she hadn't read the diary last night and found the description of the military chariot in it, if she hadn't found the knife in the carriage this morning, and kept an eye on Qi Feng to keep the knife on her body, she probably would have been detained in the prison of Dali Temple for perjury.

Is...... If you have less heart, you will be played to death by Duan Ang.

But speaking of which, what is the attribute of this Duan Ang, while saying that he likes her, he is harming her, what does this man want?

Here Mu Yubai muttered to himself in his heart, Qi Feng saw her frowning thoughtfully, and couldn't help but reach out and nod her eyebrows, wanting to smooth out her frowning brows.

"Sister, don't frown, you can tell me if you have any worries." The boy has reached the stage of voice change, and his voice is not as sweet and crunchy as when he was a child, and he is dumb, and he feels like he has been scratched by a cat.

"Xiaofeng...... What girl do you like in the future, you must love her and protect her, and you must not let her suffer a little bit of hurt and grievance, you know? Thinking that in the past five years, Qi Feng has been by Duan Ang's side, Mu Yubai has a headache, adolescence is a critical period for the formation of a child's character, in case her baby brother is influenced by Duan Ang and also grows into a ghost animal character, then she really has no qualifications to kneel on Qi Yuan's grave and cry.

"It's natural." Qi Feng nodded heavily and promised, "I will never let my sister be hurt a little." ”

"Not me." Raising his hand and knocking on the young man's head, Mu Yubai was amused by the young man's words: "It's to be good to your future daughter-in-law, do you hear?" ”

"I just need my sister." The young man shook his head, and his head rubbed against Mu Yubai's outstretched hand: "No one." ”

"It's sweet in your mouth." The young man's words made Mu Yubai very useful, no wonder when he was coquettish with his grandmother, he said that he would not marry for the rest of his life, and he would stay by his grandmother's side, which always made the old man smile like a flower, and now she is also comfortable to listen to.

The child didn't hurt in vain, Mu Yubai held a handful of tears in his heart, and it didn't hurt in vain.

Mu Yubai waited until it was dark, and did not wait for the re-summons of Dali Temple, but as an important witness, she was not allowed to leave Dali Temple without permission, so she waited all night, and early the next morning, she received the news.

The book of the military department was raided.

Overnight, Sun Wu's title was cut, his official position was demoted, and he fell from a marquis and a scholar of the military department to a prisoner under the ranks. This turn came unexpectedly, and Mu Yubai couldn't eat breakfast.

She didn't quite believe that with the knife she took out yesterday, she could pull Sun Wu off the horse and subvert a family overnight, presumably Duan Ang and Chu Xinggu had done a lot of foreshadowing before, just waiting for her to appear as the last straw that crushed the camel.

If this is the case, Mu Yubai decided to forgive Duan Ang a little, after all, she is the daughter-in-law of the Bai family, and it is only appropriate for her to come up with these evidences. Whether it's a diary or a saber in the car in advance, if these things weren't handled by Mu Yubai herself, even if the man handed them to her, I'm afraid there would be loopholes.

"It's going to change." When Mu Yubai stepped out of the gate of Dali Temple, she heard an extremely ugly sound behind her, like a blunt knife sawing wood. Turning around and saluting the old man, Mu Yubai looked at the thin old man looking up at the sky, and said with emotion: "If you don't want to get drenched in the rain, go home quickly." ”

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Hee-hee-hee~~~ (To be continued.) )