As soon as the sky was bright, the people of the capital gathered outside the Jingzhao Mansion waiting for the opening of the court to hear the case.

First, there were groups of three or five standing outside the government office and talking in a low voice, and then there were passers-by who gathered to join in the fun. It didn't take long for someone to rush over for this case, and the entire street was densely crowded.

When Chen Zhaolin came out of the palace hungry and wanted to buy a bowl of tofu brain to satisfy his hunger, he found that the tofu brain stall that was usually set up at the mouth of the alley was empty. The seller next door said that the tofu brain stall had been moved to the gate of Jingzhao Mansion. Look at the situation, it will be sold out before dawn.

"Why don't you go over and sell pancakes too?"

"There was a fire in the stove, and someone drove it back."

Also, no one wants to watch the excitement and be scorched.

Chen Zhaolin nibbled on a dry cake and returned to Jingzhao Mansion from the side door, no matter what, he now has a bottom in his heart, and he still has something to prepare before the trial starts, so as not to spoil this big scene.

Before the time came, the Jingzhao Mansion was busy.

First of all, according to the custom, the officials brought the sufferer, the defendant, and the witnesses to a small room next to the lobby, and kept them separated, so as not to cause trouble before they met. Then Chen Zhaolin greeted the Dali Siqing who came to the jury. The crowd waited for a short time, and the regent Li Zhang arrived.

Li Zhang's behavior was simple, and he only brought two retinues, and he came on horseback.

Chen Zhaolin welcomed him off the horse, and while Dali Siqing was standing far away, he whispered: "Thank you for the prince who came late at night to guide the lower officials." ”

Point......

Li Zhang looked at him fixedly.

It's about Wang Xuanhu coming to beat him.

Li Zhang was about to ask something, but Chen Zhaolin had already led him a few steps forward. When Dali Siqing saw him coming, he hurriedly greeted him and gave a salute, so he missed the opportunity to ask.

When someone came over there to greet him, Chen Zhaolin hurriedly led Li Zhang and Dali Siqing to sit in the lobby. When I went to see it, the bitter lord in the hall had already arrived.

It's not just the bitter master, outside the lobby is the square courtyard of Kuolang, the door is open outside, and then there are more and more people outside, and more and more onlookers have arrived.

It was Wei Huailin's son Wei Cong.

Wei Cong is twenty years old, and he got an idle position in the military department a few years ago, and he can be regarded as an official. At this time, he knelt quietly on the ground, and bowed to the regent and other officials, and said: "My father died innocently, and Wei came today to ask the adults to call the shots, inquire about the criminals, and return justice to my father, so as to comfort my father's soul in the sky." ”

Chen Zhaolin nodded, and signaled that he didn't have to kneel all the time.

The regent bowed his head and drank a pot of tea, seemingly oblivious to the situation around him.

The jury's Dali Siqing looked up at Chen Zhaolin and said: "The assassination of the court officials is a big deal, how many days has the case happened, I don't know if the adults have arrested the murderer?" ”

Chen Zhaolin arched his hand towards Dali Siqing, and said in a deep voice: "Since the case happened, this official has been arresting the murderer day and night. Now that someone has accused Cui Xu of killing someone in Fuguo, the official has invited him here, just waiting for inquiry. ”

"So what are you waiting for?" Dali Siqing said: "Today, the regent is coming to supervise the trial, even if it is a first-class member, Lord Chen does not have to be restrained, he can be judged." ”

Chen Zhaolin stood up, looked at Dali Siqing and bowed deeply: "This is nature. ”

Dali Siqing raised his hand and waved his hand, signaling that Chen Zhaolin did not need to be polite.

Only then did Chen Zhaolin signal the yacha to bring the person who made the complaint to the court.

The man who came was a man in his fifties, although he was not very old, his sideburns were already gray. With a rickety body and stubby fingers, at first glance he looks like a farmer who is accustomed to manual work.

He knelt down in a proper manner, "Kowtow to the adults." ”

The voices were all trembling.

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