Peng Yushan glanced at Chen Zhenya beside him, then bowed down and said:

"Of course there is a way, blood to recognize relatives!"

As soon as these words came out, Wen and Zhu Xiaochang suddenly quit, and after seven days, Chen Wenchi lost his position as Yin of Shuntian Mansion, in order to make this stillborn fetus dry up, and it was impossible to recognize relatives with blood at that time, after all, this was the last chance to fight, and Wen definitely couldn't agree.

Wen fell to his knees and solemnly kowtowed to Zhang Fuling.

"My lord, although I lost my husband at an early age, but I still have a fate, you can't create evidence of what you did at will, the blood is known to everyone, you need to drip blood from each of you in the bowl for observation, but this is a stillbirth, how do you take blood, even if you take it out, how can you convince the public?"

Peng Yushan saluted the Wen family.

"Madam, we are the imperial doctors of the Tai Hospital, and today according to the holy decree, we will follow Lord Zhang to find out this case, naturally we will not favor any side, as for the way we take blood, it is naturally different, this can be done for a while, and Imperial Doctor Chen and I will also do experiments together."

Zhang Fuling nodded towards Peng Yushan, he didn't expect that the imperial doctors of the Tai Hospital were so tough now, and these words were not leaky.

Peng Yushan hurriedly beckoned outside the lobby, and in a moment, someone brought a few bowls, a kettle, and a servant moved a table.

Chen Zhenya got up, took out a syringe from the medicine box, took out some liquid, and injected it into the stillborn fetus, seven days, fortunately, the weather was cold, and the stillborn fetus was just like leather, completely black and stiff.

After wasting half a day's strength, Chen Zhenya pierced the syringe, and with the injection of liquid, Chen Zhenya kept kneading the stillbirth, and Dongmei's tears on his side crackled and fell, while Zhu Xiaochang and Wen Shi next to him stared at Chen Zhenya's movements.

After rubbing for a while, Chen Zhenya twitched the syringe again, and the dark red blood instantly filled the syringe, and the people behind him couldn't see it clearly, but several people around him could see it really.

Zhou Heng and Zhu Yunmo looked at it even more carefully, Zhu Yunmo gasped, if he was Zhu Xiaochang, I am afraid that he would be stupid at this time.

"Will this blood work?"

Zhou Heng nodded, "I can't do anything else, it's enough to be a blood confession." ”

"That's your backhand, isn't it?"

Zhou Heng smiled, "Look, at such a moment, the prince must remember that this is to seek justice for Dongmei and avenge you." ”

Zhu Yunmo nodded vigorously, he really felt happy and comfortable when he entered.

In the lobby, everything is ready, three bowls filled with water are lined up on the table, each bowl is marked with a number in front of it, from one to three, Peng Yushan holds a silver needle and looks at Zhu Xiaochang.

"Master Zhu Xiaochang, please come forward, don't worry, it's just a stab on your fingertip, and you need a drop of your blood."

At this time, if he said no, it would be a slap in the face, Zhu Xiaochang slowly walked forward, and took one last look at Wen's side, and then came to Peng Yushan's side.

Peng Yushan grabbed Zhu Xiaochang's left hand, stabbed it at the tip of his index finger, and instantly blood beads came out, Peng Yushan squeezed hard, and the blood beads instantly fell into the No. 1 bowl, and did not spread out instantly, but slid along the edge into the bottom of the bowl.

Peng Yushan grabbed a cotton ball and handed it to Zhu Xiaochang, "Childe, please step back and press it with a cotton ball, and the bleeding will stop in a moment." ”

Everything was said very politely, and Peng Yushan still had a businesslike smile on his face.

At this moment, Chen Zhenya had already walked to the front of the bowl with a syringe, and slowly dripped two drops of blood into the No. 1 bowl, and then the No. 2 and No. 3 bowls did the same, Peng Yushan and Chen Zhenya each held a silver needle, pierced it on their fingers, and then squeezed out the blood beads and dripped into the No. 2 and No. 3 bowls respectively.

In this way, everyone with doubts quieted down in an instant, and everyone dared to compare themselves, indicating that they had full confidence in recognizing their relatives with blood.

With the three bowls ready, Zhang Fuling had already stood up and walked quickly from behind the desk to the table, and Zhu Xiaochang subconsciously got closer.

They were closer to the No. 2 and No. 3 bowls, and the blood in the bowl was constantly dispersing on both sides of the bottom of the bowl, with no intention of converging, and it seemed to repel each other, and there was no way to distinguish which drop of blood belonged to Zhu Xiaochang in the No. 1 bowl, because the blood had completely fused together.

Han Dayong was a loud voice, and when he saw the blood in the bowl, he instantly pointed at Zhu Xiaochang and shouted.

"The child's blood is blended with Zhu Xiaochang, how do you deny it this time?"

For a while, Zhu Xiaochang felt a little soft in his legs, and if the guilt of each one by one really fell, it would really cost people's lives.

Zhang Fuling glanced at the blood in the bowl, raised his eyes to look at Zhu Xiaochang, quickly returned to the back of the case, grabbed the shocking wood and slapped it on the case.

"It has been confirmed that the blood is your blood, what else do you have to say, Zhu Xiaochang?"

Zhu Xiaochang seemed to want to argue something, Wen grabbed his sleeve, shook his head at him, stretched out his hand and took off the crown, and raised it high in his eyes with a resolute posture.

"I am a fate, my husband is the son of the world who sacrificed his life for the country, my son is his only blood and blood, even His Majesty will open up here, no matter how it is judged today, I will see Your Majesty, and Dongmei is my assigned subordinate to fight, these have nothing to do with my son Zhu Xiaochang."

Zhang Fuling raised his eyes and looked at Wen's family, this person is the most difficult person, he knew before he came, and it will not go well today, but no one can stop the guilt that should be sentenced.

Zhang Fuling was shocked, grabbed a wooden token and threw it down.

"This is Shuntianfu, is this a place for you to mess around? Someone ...... coming."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a hurried sound of horses' hooves outside the gate, followed by a shout.

Zhu Yunmo was stunned, and quickly turned the telescope over, the person who came was not someone else, it was Fang Jizhong, he walked quickly to the lobby, raised his left hand high, and there was a bright yellow holy decree on it.

Zhou Heng squinted his eyes, although he didn't know the content of the holy decree, it was obvious that he had chased it in such a timely manner, and the emperor had a backhand.

After Pang Qi carefully identified it, he continued to read the lip language.

I saw Fang Jizhong say with a smile:

"Everyone, please take the order!"

Zhang Fuling knelt down first, and then knelt down behind Hulala, even if the people in the courtyard saw that these adults were kneeling, who dared to stand, isn't this looking for death?

They all knelt down honestly, and Fang Jizhong unfolded the holy decree and read it.

"Fengtian carried the emperor's edict and said, when I learned that the Wen family of Ning Wangfu and Zhu Xiaochang injured the slave and maid and caused his fetal death, I was heartbroken, and I read that Changjin's mother died suddenly, and Zhu Xiaochang was temporarily exempted from exile, and he was deprived of the seal of the Wen family of Ning Wangfu.

A few words made Zhou Heng a little confused, what is this?

Oh, you asked Zhang Fuling to come over to try the case, cleaned up Zhang Wenchi, and then tried to the end, before the verdict was announced, your emperor Lao Tzu jumped out and said that this matter was turned into a small matter, and he directly took away his life and was exempted from exile, which is not to let the heavy sentence be given.

Zhu Yunmo didn't understand it at all, but when he saw the expression on Zhou Heng's face, he didn't have to guess to know that this holy decree was Zhu Xiaochang's life talisman, and his face instantly turned blue.

In the lobby, Zhang Fuling got up, with such an indifferent expression on his face, as if he was not surprised by this holy decree, stood up and took the holy decree, lowered his head and said something, but Pang Qi couldn't see it and couldn't explain it.

Fang Jizhong didn't stop long, and left with people, Zhang Fuling stood up and held the holy decree high, and returned to the back of the case.

Zhou Heng knew that even if this case allowed Zhang Fuling to be sentenced normally, Zhu Xiaochang would not be able to be divided into exile, but nothing else would be inevitable, and he could also take Wen's life, which was quite a good result.

Zhang Fuling grabbed the token again and threw it down, and said loudly:

"In accordance with the holy decree, the Wen family stripped off the clothes and crown of the edict, exempted Zhu Xiaochang from exile, punished him with a rod of twenty years, and paid Han Dongmei two hundred taels of silver for his private property, and was executed immediately."

At the sound of an order, the official moved, and four people rushed to Zhu Xiaochang's approach, directly set up the person with a water and fire stick, put a bench below, and four people came up one after the other, grasping the grip of the hand, grabbing the foot, and began to prepare for the execution.

Wen didn't care about any fate, the original crown had been taken off, he reached out to remove the clothes on his body, knelt down towards Zhang Fuling and said loudly:

"That Han Dongmei is the slave maid of my Ning Wangfu, and she sold herself in Ning Wangfu, you humiliated our orphans and widows so much for a slave and maid, and heaven is intolerable!"