Chen Zhaolin likes this feeling.

He sat above the great hall, and below him were the people who knelt and prostrate. The people below trembled at every frown he had, and were grateful to Dade for a little bit of his magnanimity. He is not the king of Yama, but he is in charge of the life and death of these people.

In the past, he usually held the shelf and waited for the hall to be a little cold before asking. Now he has to be very dignified and like a parent official.

"Who's in the hall? Quote your first name and last name. Chen Zhaolin was shocked and drank.

The kneeling man shuddered and whispered: "The grass people's surname is Liu Mingda, and he is from Dongzhuang in the suburbs of Beijing." ”

"Liu Da, you sued the auxiliary prince Cui Xu for killing people on the outskirts of the capital, is there any evidence?"

Liu Datou didn't dare to raise his head, but just muttered: "On the seventh day of the first month, the grass people came back from paying the rent, and when they walked three miles away from the city gate, they saw a man raising a knife to kill people. The grass people were afraid that they would be killed by someone if they saw this, so they had to hide in the forest and wait for the man to leave. As he left, he passed by the bushes where the grass people were hiding, and it was the Auxiliary Prince. ”

Hearing this, the people gathered outside were in an uproar.

"We don't believe it!"

"That's it!"

"Grandpa Guo only kills thieves on the battlefield, how can he kill court officials!"

"We don't believe it! Unbelief! "The noise outside was loud and loud, and some people even tried to throw objects to smash Liuda. The errand officer at the door stopped for a while, and it was not easy to stop the noise after pushing and shoving.

When the scene outside was quieter, Chen Zhaolin's brows tightened, and he said coldly: "How do you recognize Fuguo Gong?" ”

Liu Da said without hesitation: "The grass people have seen the scene of the victorious return of the Duke of Fuguo to the dynasty, and the people are greeted by the people. He stood nearer, so he recognized. ”

Chen Zhaolin asked this, looked up at the regent Li Zhang, and Li Zhang nodded knowingly.

"Bring the auxiliary prince in." Chen Zhaolin said.

Not long after, Cui Xu, the Duke of Fuguo, was led into the lobby by the errand officer.

He was dressed in civilian clothes, his hair was not disheveled, his expression was sparse, and he could not see panic or anger. As soon as the figure appeared, there was cheering outside.

Li Zhang raised his eyes and nodded at him, which was regarded as a greeting.

Cui Xu also bowed his head, and glanced at Liu Da under the hall and Wei Cong, the son of Wei Huailin, by the way.

Wei Cong saw Cui Xu coming in, and stood on Cui Xu's side, with anger on his face, as if he had something to say, but he glanced at the regent again and pressed it down.

Because Cui Xu is a first-class official, he has the treatment of not kneeling down to the court, and the official set up a seat for him in the hall.

Cui Xu sat down on the chair with a big grin, Chen Zhaolin nodded at him slightly, and said, "Do you recognize this person?" ”

Liu Datou was still down, but his eyes glanced up, and he said: "I recognize, this person is the person who the villain saw in the official road on the outskirts of Beijing that day, and killed Wei Huailin." ”

Chen Zhaolin nodded slightly, looked at Fu Guogong and said: "Grandpa Guo, this person testifies that you intercepted and killed the court officials, what do you have to say, you can defend it in court." ”

Fu Guogong looked at Liu Da and said slowly: "Then the Japanese Duke is indeed in the official road on the outskirts of Beijing, and he has indeed seen General Wei Huailin. However, when I saw him, Lord Wei was already dead. ”

"Grass people," Liu Da plucked up his courage and said, "the grass people saw you wield a knife and kill him." ”

Fu Guogong said with a relaxed expression: "In this way, may I ask how wide and long the knife you are holding in this father, is it a knife with your left hand or your right hand, and how many stabs did you stab before leaving?" ”

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