Feng Xiangkong still didn't speak, just looked at these "incriminating evidence" with an expressionless face, and no one knew what he was thinking. [This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

At this time, Qiu Yexian spoke, and his voice was very low: "General Feng, although there are all the human and material evidence, it is still hard for me to believe that you would do such a thing. I will give you enough time now to explain and refute these allegations. ”

He said very well, and his expression was quite touching, if ordinary people listened to it, they would definitely think that he was a Ming monarch, and he could still trust his important minister in the face of such sufficient evidence.

Feng Xiangkong suddenly took two steps forward, grabbed the letters, and read them very seriously.

Those letters seemed like a lot, but they were only a dozen, and the contents were so short that no matter how slow he read, it didn't take him too long.

After reading the letter, look at the silver ticket.

After reading the silver ticket, I went to read the letter.

After reading it five or six times, he laughed: "Your Majesty, the minister asked the imperial doctor to prove something for the minister. ”

Qiu Yexian said: "Can the hospital envoy stay alive?" ”

Generally speaking, the official rank of the imperial envoy is not enough to go to the court, but today's court meeting is an exception.

In order to ensure that the trial was open and fair, the emperor required the highest officials of all institutions to be present to observe, and emphasized that Changliusheng must be present to avoid accidents at the scene and not being too late to call the imperial doctor.

Soon, Chang Liusheng walked out of the back of the line and saluted: "Weichen is here-"

Qiu Yexian said: "General Feng, what do you want the envoy of the long court to prove for you, just bring it up." ”

Feng Xiangkong walked up to Chang Liusheng and took off the glove of his right hand: "Envoy of the Long Academy, please check the fingers of my right hand carefully to see if there is any problem." ”

Chang Liusheng didn't know why, he held his right wrist with one hand, and pinched the fingers of his right hand with the other, and looked carefully.

Soon he said: "General Feng's right thumb and right middle finger are fractured and have not yet healed. ”

Feng Xiangkong said: "You are a good hand at treating bone injuries, just tell me, when did the fracture of my two fingers be caused." ”

Chang Liusheng thought for a while: "Three months ago. ”

Feng Xiang said emptyly: "Are you sure? ”

Chang Liusheng nodded: "I vouch for my reputation as an independent doctor for thirty years, absolutely yes." ”

Feng Xiangkong said: "Do you think that the thumb and middle finger of my right hand are injured like this, can I write normally in the past three months?" ”

Chang Liusheng didn't think about it and said, "Absolutely impossible!" The general's two fingers were injured quite badly, and it would take at least half a year to fully recover, and he might be able to barely hold a pen and write now, but he must not be able to write well. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately understood Feng Xiangkong's intention of asking the imperial doctor to appear.

The ministers also immediately realized that this was the case!

"The envoy of the long hospital is worthy of a generation of famous doctors." Feng Xiangkong sneered twice, grabbed those silver tickets and letters, and shook them with a crackling sound, "Your Majesty, almost all of these silver tickets and letters were written in June, July, and August, and in these three months, the minister's right thumb and middle finger were broken, and he couldn't even hold the pen steadily, how could he write the same handwriting as before?" ”

Autumn Night Strings: "......"

Ministers: "......"

They had all seen the stamps and letters, and the inscriptions were dated definitely, almost all of them were written in June, July, and August.

If Feng Xiangkong couldn't write during those three months, it would naturally show that the silver tickets and letters were forged.

So, if the thumb and middle finger of the right hand are injured and cannot move, can I write with the other three fingers?

Everyone subconsciously tried and tried, and there was only one result: impossible!

Feng Xiangkong looked directly at Qiu Yexian and said loudly: "Your Majesty, these silver tickets and letters can be identified as forgeries, right?" ”

Autumn night strings are silent.

His face was still calm, but in his heart, he was already angry.

"Communication with the enemy" can be said to be the most critical evidence, when he asked people to imitate Feng Xiangkong's handwriting to write letters, he personally checked and compared them more than a dozen times, and only after making sure that there were no mistakes, he asked the Military Aircraft Department to hide these silver tickets and letters in Feng's house.

What a perfect move? But, why didn't so many secret agents find that Feng Xiangkong's right hand was injured and he couldn't write?

Now, how is he going to reject Feng Xiangkong's request?

It is said that Feng Xiangkong has been writing with his left hand for the past three months, and he writes exactly the same as his right hand?

said that Feng Xiangkong actually asked people to ghostwrite, and other people's handwriting is exactly the same as his?

Said that these silver tickets and letters were actually written by Feng Xiangkong before he injured his right hand, but the payment was recent?

If he is a "faint monarch", he can do this, but he is a "bright monarch", and he can't deliberately make things difficult for Feng Xiangkong in front of all the ministers.

After a while, he secretly gritted his teeth, suppressed his unwillingness and anger, and showed a pleased smile: "For the time being, you can think so." ”

Since he wants to create a perfect image of Mingjun, he can only play to the end.

Jian Chuanyun never expected that Feng Xiangkong just showed his right hand, and then disappeared the matter of the silver ticket and letter, and after being stunned for a while, he said: "How can General Feng explain these valuable gifts?" ”

Feng Xiangkong is really going to sweat this time.

How is he going to prove that these things are not his?

He picked up the jewelry, and then the sword, and then the armor, and looked at it carefully, and examined it repeatedly, and pondered it carefully.

The more you look at it, the more sweat you get on your head.

He couldn't see that these things were fake, and he couldn't see anything wrong with them.

Little by little, time passed.

There was silence in the Golden Luan Palace, and everyone was staring at Feng Xiangkong.

Even if the tickets and letters were fake, the remaining evidence, as well as the witnesses, would still prove his guilt.

What to do? Feng Xiangkong's mind was in chaos, and he couldn't find any clue or way out.

The ministers who were good friends with him were worried, and they wanted to help him, but they couldn't do enough.

The ministers who opposed him were secretly proud, and thought to themselves: I can't find a reason to refute it, can I? See what you do!

Qiu Yexian was really patient, and he never urged Feng Xiangkong.

However, as the day was tilting westward, and the time was approaching evening, he suddenly pressed his hands on the armrests, cleared his throat, and prepared to end today's trial.

When the ministers heard this voice, their bodies shook twice, and their fatigue disappeared: It seems that the emperor is about to make up his mind! Feng Xiangkong is not saved!

A generation of famous generals Feng Xiangkong is about to be ruined and stinking for 10,000 years!