Today, the eight-door lobby is crowded with people inside and out.

But today, the VIP seats in these eight doors are no longer high-ranking officials and nobles, but the village chief and villagers of Baijia Village. It is also very rare for the villagers of Baijia Village to be able to sit in the lobby today.

Many of the ordinary people in the small countryside are still entering the capital for the first time, and they still seem to be excited about other places.

In the courtyard outside the public hall, there were people standing in the capital again.

These eight doors usually try cases, and most of them are public, and many idle ordinary people love to come to these eight doors to watch and try cases. Among them, there are teachers, folk storytellers, storytellers, or playwrights in opera classes.

In these eight doors, there are many materials that can be made into stories and operas that can be passed on to the world.

Not to mention, this time the news from the eight doors is to interrogate a coffin, such a rare thing, since it has spread ten, spread hundreds of places.

Early in the morning, inside and outside the eight-door lobby, it was crowded again.

Fu Mingrui wore a formal hat and took a deep breath in front of the mirror, today, he was a little nervous.

Duanmu Qingchen shook to Fu Mingrui's side with a smile, and looked at him in the bronze mirror: "You dress up slowly, I'll go find Youyou." After saying that, he was already frivolous, like a flower butterfly, and flew to the courtyard.

Fu Mingrui didn't have time to stop it, he had already climbed the ladder and shouted on it: "Youyo~~~ The case has been tried~~~ Can you come~~~ Today's case is very good~~~~"

Fu Mingrui stiffened in his study, at this moment, he really wanted to give a copy to Emperor Cheng and let him take care of his son!

Not to mention Fu Mingrui's dislike, the entire eight doors of the yacha have also been tossed and choked recently because of the arrival of the prince. When passing by the courtyard, the prince climbed the wall and shouted, and they felt ashamed. What has become the place where their eight doors are so solemn and mighty? It has become a place for the prince to flirt with his sister and pick up girls?

"My lord, when will His Royal Highness the Crown Prince leave?" Sure enough, Zhao Cheng and the others couldn't help but ask, they couldn't bear it if they didn't sleep and patrol like this every day.

But there is no way, if this prince has an accident in the eight doors, it is not that Fu Mingrui can resist alone, but the officials of the entire eight doors will be buried together.

Fu Mingrui didn't even bother to look at Duanmu Qingchen today, and straightened it out: "He will return to the palace after the trial today." ”

Zhao Cheng and the others were greatly relieved.

Duanmu Qingchen stood on the high eaves, he didn't know that he was disgusted by the entire eight doors, but was looking for Lianyouyou's figure, and he found that the courtyard of the eight doors was empty, and there was no one.

He thought about it, Peach Blossom's eyes narrowed, and he walked slowly towards the beams in the backyard.

In the secret realm, the horses are running, the cats are jumping, He Shiqi is smirking, and the little lettuce is sluggish, which can be regarded as a lively appearance. Because the people in the secret realm are not normal, they cannot be looked at with normal eyes.

The horse that pulled the cart that had been tricked back by Lian Youyou was now fat and strong in the secret realm, and his hair was shiny and shiny, and he was not much more handsome than when he came.

Black Flame rode on the back of a horse like a human and stroked the horse's mane with a cat's paw: "This secret realm is full of fairy grass, and the lotus pond is fairy water. ”

Little Lettuce showed a surprised gaze: "Chengjing...... What will happen?"

"Yes, what will happen to Chengjing?" He Shiqi squatted beside Xiao Lettuce, with the same childlike look of surprise on his face.

Black Flame Cat's Paw scratched his head: "Can talk." ”

"Oh ————" The two children, one older and one younger, let out a loud exclamation at the same time, shaking the lotus pond with a faint ripple.

Rin Tingjun was sitting at the desk in the room at this time, and the four treasures of the study room were neatly placed on the table. He had been grinding for a long time, dozing off in between, and then waking up to continue grinding.

He stared blankly at the white paper in front of him, while grinding and looking at it, after looking at it for a long time, he slowly put down the ink stone, lifted the brush, and lightly dotted the ink, which can be described as a good look.

However, when he put the pen down on the rice paper, he did not move for a long time, just like Mr. Dongguo, who was indiscriminately filled. For example, the utensils should be of the highest level, and the forced grid is very high, but in fact, they don't know anything.

The blood sword flew over slowly, and a touch of blood came out of the scabbard, swirling around the blood sword, and gradually, a cute girl's face emerged, with a touch of jealousy on her face: "Brother Rin really wants to draw that lotus Yoyo? The book is all painted because of lovesickness, does Brother Rin also like that lotus Yoyo?"

Rin Tingjun didn't move, just stared at the white paper in front of him.

The girl fluttered around Rin Ting Jun unhappily: "Brother Rin, is it that if I have a human form, you can't recognize me, only know that Lian Youyou?" The girl pouted, her face full of jealousy.

Rin Tingjun's expression remained unchanged, his eyes only fell on the white paper, and his expression seemed to be about to fall asleep again.

The girl sighed in frustration, realized something, and immediately returned to the blood sword, and obediently lay down on the desk of the thunderous jun.

At this moment, a white shadow fell on the porch outside Rin Tingjun's house, and a leisurely fragrance had drifted into the house and entered Rin Tingjun's snort.

The invisible fragrance was like a soft light on the tip of the nose of the thunderbolt, and instantly lit up his somewhat dull eyes, which were immediately as bright as a morning star, and raised his eyelids to look at Lian Youyou, who was standing under the porch.

Lian Youyou glanced at him and hooked his fingers: "I'm going to see the trial." ”

Rin Tingjun's eyes tightened suddenly, and he looked at the white paper on the table: "Go ahead, I'm not interested in that Fu Mingrui." ”

Lian Youyou raised her eyebrows: "Yo, you don't go...... Can you rest assured? Don't follow me today?"

Rin Tingjun put pen to pen and sketched a faint outline: "It's okay, in court, you can't pick him up." ”

"Poof. Lian Youyou smiled, licked her lips, and looked at He Shiqi and them with her hands behind her back, "You're right~~ In court, I can't pick up a man." Okay~~~~ You draw slowly, I'll take you to see the excitement. Lotus said slowly, flew out of the eaves, stepped on the lotus pond, and the floating figure swept over the clear lotus pond, like an elegant white phoenix.

Rin Tingjun retracted his gaze and said that he was not going, but his face was already gloomy. When I put pen to paper, I was also a little more impatient.

Lian Youyou landed on the white jade arch bridge, looked back at He Shiqi and smiled: "Ah Qi, little lettuce, look at the trial." ”

As soon as He Shiqi heard that he was going to see the trial, he immediately jumped up and clapped his hands: "Okay! Okay! Come right away!" He directly pulled up the little lettuce and ran to Lianyouyou. He was very unhappy that he didn't take him to the Eight Doors trial last time, but this time he can finally go and see the excitement.

As soon as Black Flame saw it, he also hurried to follow, this followed Lianyouyou, and it was really much safer than staying here and Rin Tingjun. The last time left a lot of shadows in his heart. This Rin Tingjun must not be simple. As far as his gloomy anger is concerned, it is definitely not something that a mortal can have.