Luo Yang shook his head, he was really a confused official.

At this time, the master beside Master Sun took the jade handed over by the people in the hall and sent it to the adult.

Master Sun took the jade presented, admired it for a long time, and then patted the shocking wood:

"Zimo, are you a handyman from the Qian Mansion?"

"Back to the adult, the villain is."

"Since he is a poor boy, how can there be such a precious mutton fat jade? This jade must be something from the Qian Mansion.

It's not enough that your kid stole something, but also injured the second young master, it's really unreasonable, come on! Drag me down and hit the twenty boards again! ”

As he spoke, he didn't forget to sneak a glance at the second young master's expression, seeing that his face was happy, and his heart was a lot more comfortable.

Luo Yang stood outside the door and couldn't help but shake his head.

In this way, I don't know how many unjust cases have been born from this.

Without waiting for someone to bring up the bench for execution, Luo Yang shouted loudly: "Slow! ”

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see that Luo Yang had already entered the door of the court:

"Isn't it too hasty for adults to draw conclusions like this?" As he spoke, Luo Yang had already entered the court.

Although she was standing outside the court, she had already seen the clues:

There are so many thugs under Second Young Master Qian, how could he let Zimo take advantage of the loophole?

Even if he was beaten, looking at Second Young Master Qian's pampered appearance, if he was really covered with scars, he should be humming and chirping in pain, but this time he was full of energy, and after a little thought, he understood the reason:

"I don't think this brother hurt Young Master Qian."

"What do you mean by that?" Master Sun was very angry, a nobody, still a woman, who dared to point fingers at him in the court. He struck a bang for the third time.

Luo Yang glanced at him, ignored him, only turned around leisurely, and said to people outside the court:

"Fellow villagers, if I can come up with evidence to prove that this brother did not hurt Young Master Qian, can you agree that the government will release people and return the jade?"

Outside the door, it was unsurprisingly quiet, and no one came out.

Sun Daren secretly rejoiced, these mediocre people also knew that they were making fun of themselves, how could they dare to disobey the officials?

Luo Yang tugged at the corners of his mouth, turned around slowly, and arched his hand:

"My lord, the folks are waiting for you to decide!"

It is impossible to hear the consent from the mouths of the villagers, and no matter how bold this Lord Sun is, he does not dare to openly disobey the will of the people.

Luo Yang didn't expect the villagers to really stand up and speak, what she wanted was this scene where she only dared to talk quietly but didn't dare to speak.

Under so many pairs of eyes, the parents in front of them didn't dare to say a word "no".

If this becomes a topic of conversation after dinner, I am afraid that the government will not be able to block the people's leisurely mouth, and it will only spread ten, ten to hundred, and reach the ears of the above, which is not good news.

"This ......," Lord Sun looked embarrassed.

With so many pairs of eyes watching, I am afraid that the blatant cover-up will reach the ears of others, and I will not be able to speak clearly when the time comes:

"If you can really come up with evidence, of course this official will deal with it impartially."

"Good!" Luo Yang has the ticket to victory, just waiting for his words.

She looked back at Zimo and Young Master Qian, and said:

"The folks who live here should know that there is a tree outside our village called the beech willow.

When you take its branches and leaves and apply them to your skin, they will appear bluish-purple like scars. If you put the bark on the skin and iron it lightly over a fire, you will not be able to wash off the traces left with water.

The wounds of being beaten by fists, in addition to the bruises on the skin, will also have bruises under the skin, and the induration of the hands will be touched, and the traces forged with the bark or leaf juice of the beech willow tree will have no bruises under the skin, and they will naturally be no different from ordinary people to the touch. ”