"It can't be a candlestick, it's impossible ......"

Yang Lin's brain was blank, half loud, and he said in a panic: "The woman just made a mistake, and she said the wrong thing for ......a while."

"Wu Neng said that it was a stone platform, only you said the candlestick, and only the candlestick was found on the spot, Yang Lin, what else do you have to explain?"

"Your Excellency!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Yunsheng immediately appeared forward, "There must be a misunderstanding in it." ”

The pity Zheng was shocked, "Come on, drive Yang Yunsheng out of the official office for me." ”

Several catchers stepped forward to buckle Yang Yunsheng's backhand, Yang Yunsheng's complexion changed several times, but he had to stop struggling.

Yang Lin was panicked, looking at Yang Yunsheng being charged, he suddenly thought of something, and turned his head to look at Wu Neng.

With hatred in her eyes, she said angrily: "My lord, Wu Neng is really framed, the women have never seen any candlesticks, it is clear that Wu Neng killed Bicao with a stone platform, hid the murder weapon, and found what candlesticks to blame me!" ”

"There are only candlesticks on the scene, come and take down the Yang Lin clan." The two catchers quickly stepped forward to take down Yang Lin's clan.

"Wronged, it's clearly a stone platform! You're a dog official, it's a stone platform! Wu Neng, you are a villain, you are framed! ”

"Wait." Mercy Zheng suddenly stopped him.

Lian Zheng's face was as usual, and she motioned for the catchers to stop first, and she asked lightly: "Yang Lin's, is it really a stone platform?" ”

Yang Lin's hair was scattered like a madwoman, and she knelt down in front of the hall: "It must be a stone platform, the people have never used candlesticks!" ”

"Yang Lin's ......" Pity Zheng's expression was a little meaningful, "Are you really sure?" ”

"Folk women are sure!"

As soon as the words came out, Yang Lin suddenly felt that something was wrong, and she looked up at the pityan in a panic.

When the pityan Zheng spoke, the people in the court and the catchers glanced at it.

"Yang Lin's family, this official asked you, Wu Neng is not sure if this thing is a stone platform, how can you insist on it like this?"

Yang Lin gritted her teeth, and it was difficult for her to speak, and she collapsed to the ground weakly......

He put the wooden plates on the table and sneered in his heart.

"I never ordered anyone to go to the City God Temple to find the evidence, but only sent someone to hastily find a few objects and sprinkle some pig blood."

"I first stained the blood with the handkerchief you brought privately, pointed the finger at you, and then let you see this candlestick, and used your mouth to stop your mouth, and you did not hesitate to overturn your own statement in order to get rid of the crime, how do you want to justify?"

Count in count.

Everyone had an epiphany, and no one thought that Pian Zheng would come to such a hand and firmly put Yang Lin's rhetoric in one place.

Pian Zheng smiled sarcastically, "Could it be that you still want to retract your confession?" ”

It is feasible to overturn once, but it is not valid to overturn it one after another.

Yang Lin's lips trembled, and she bit her lower lip so hard that she couldn't do anything for a while.

"Wu Nengdu only dares to say that he is speculating, not sure that he is Shitai, you Yang Lin blurted out that he framed him and used the candlestick to cheat, and insisted that he did not kill Bicao with the candlestick."

"Don't catch it quickly, present the evidence." Pian Zheng's face was slightly gloomy.

Mo Dongqing put the stone platform that he picked up in the grass on the day of the ghost hunting in the city god temple, which was the real physical evidence, and there were several bloody finger prints on it.

"Whoever comes, immediately dip their hands with cinnabar and dye their mudras for comparison."

The catchers took two pieces of rice paper, one left and one right, and clamped Yang Lin and Wu Neng. Wu Neng did not resist, and Yang Lin's struggle was unsuccessful, but he still printed the vermilion handprint.

The two pieces of paper were presented together, and the pityan placed them flat on the stone platform, signaling to the three princes.

Only then did the three of them step forward and take a closer look.

"The princes only look at it, the woman's hands are slender, and Yang Lin is a person from Jiangnan, and his body is well-proportioned, so his fingers are slender. Wu Neng, as a man, does have thick and long joints under the ten fingers, and the textures at both ends are different, so he can distinguish them at a glance. ”

"Coupled with Yang Lin's confession, then there is only one possibility!"

When the pityan Zheng spoke, he swept his eyes under the hall, and the hall was silent, and everyone listened with bated breath.

"Yang Lin is the real murderer who killed the deceased Bicao!"

"It's not me! It's not me, I don't! I didn't! Yang Lin cried like crazy.

"Of course, Wu Neng can't escape the blame!"

Pian Zheng slapped one of the corpse sheets on the table, and his tone was even colder.

"The deceased's hyoid bone was not fractured, but there was severe bleeding, indicating that she was choked by the neck and could not struggle." Pity Zheng said.

"While being able to control the deceased, it can also break the thyroid cartilage of the deceased, which shows that the palm power is very large, and there is a huge disparity in strength!"

"Yang Lin is five feet one or two inches tall, similar to the deceased, and has a well-proportioned figure, it is impossible for him to have such palm power. Therefore, it was you, Wu Neng, who pinched the deceased with one hand, which made Yang Lin raise the stone platform and smash the deceased to death. ”

Wu Neng's face was ugly, he was already indefensible, and he hung his head in despair.

Lian Zheng didn't have time to look at the faces of these individuals, and looked towards Wu Neng under the hall, "You don't want to confess quickly at this moment?" ”

"Whether it's true or not, shouldn't you make it clear?"

"Clear?" Yang Lin's long smile was sharp, piercing and hateful, "How can you say it clearly?" ”

Yang Lin's face was not human, but he suddenly cried and laughed like a madwoman.

"Hahaha, what if you have it, what if you don't? It's just a cheap, what if you kill her! ”

"Dongyuan national law, fight for life with life! Because the Yang Lin clan has not repented now, this official has no intention of mercy, and he will be beheaded immediately at noon tomorrow! ”

Yang Lin sneered, stood up from the hall and swayed his feet, pointed at Ruan Lianzheng, and scolded angrily: "Slut! ”

"Bold Yang Lin Clan!" Pity Zheng frowned.

"Me! Lin Biyu has ever been afraid of anyone, I am not afraid of anyone, let alone you! ”

Yang Lin spoke wildly, as if he had never heard of the words of others.

"You want to kill me, you dream!"

Yang Lin looked up to the sky and smiled, her laughter was sharp and piercing, and she looked at Yang Yunsheng a little desolately.

"Xianggong, in the next life, I am willing to marry you to be a cow and a horse!"

Before anyone could react, she suddenly rushed towards the stone pillar next to her like a madman.

The crowd was frightened, and all the panic dispersed like crows.

With a crisp 'bang', the stone pillar was instantly splashed with blood.

Yang Lin's body was weak, and the blood on his forehead on his temples was like an infusion.

Pian Zheng was startled, and immediately got up: "Come on, ...... it immediately"

King Yu interrupted the words of the pity, and said lightly: "You don't have to save it, it's just a dying person, see if she still has a pulse, if she still has a pulse, she will be thrown into death row, just wait for tomorrow's execution, if she loses her breath, she will be led directly by her relatives." ”

"King Yu!" Mercy looked up at him in disbelief.

"The king was tired, and the palace immediately dispersed and let the king's carriage drive in."

When Fu Cheng heard this, he hurriedly got up respectfully and bowed his head in response: "Yes, Lord Wang." ”

King Sheng didn't say much, lowered his head, and used the lid of the cup to remove the floating tea leaves on the water.

He gently blew on the still hot tea, only glanced at the chaotic situation in front of him, and pretended not to see it.

Without saying a word, he got down from the high seat and quickly rolled up the cuffs of his hands.

"Come, help me!" Lian Zheng looked at the thirteen under the hall, and directly helped Yang Lin's family.

King Yu frowned almost imperceptibly, and the people in the hall looked sideways at Pian Zheng.

Thirteen looked at this scene, and only felt that one head and two were too big.

The people present, I'm afraid that no one will reach out to help her anymore except for Thirteen.

But he didn't dare not listen, after all, this master was still sitting on it, staring at him!

Thirteen sighed inwardly and crouched down to help.

With the help of Thirteen, the pityan made Yang Lin lie down on her back, lifting her jaw to help her breathe.

"What is Mulan doing?" King Yu's eyes narrowed, and a different color burst out from the bottom of his eyes.

"Since the prince said that she was executed tomorrow, then the official can diagnose and treat her today."

King Yu snapped and dropped the teacup in his hand, "What, is it possible that Lord Mulan still wants to save the murder suspect?" ”

"The lower officials don't dare." He stood up.

"Dare to ask the prince, are all the people at the feet of the Son of Heaven? Yang Lin's family still has breath, why don't you save it? I implore King Yu to retract his fate. ”

"Mulan has a big tone for the punishment, and this king has said a word, how much face do you have to make this king take back his life?"

King Yu looked angry, smashed the tea cup in his hand, and said, "It's just ......"

Without waiting for King Yu to get angry, he suddenly heard the maid on the side exclaim.

"King Jin...... King Jin was bleeding. ”

Pian Zheng's eyes were wide open, and he was looking at the side of the high seat, he was lazily leaning in the chair, and a bloody mouth was pulled out of the back of his hand at some point, and now it was dripping with blood along his fingers.

"The third brother has a big fire, smashed this teacup, and injured the fifth brother."

Wei Chu Yin, who had been silent all the time, finally spoke up, and his face gradually became cold.

"Come on, immediately go and ask the imperial doctor of the Imperial Medicine Division to come, if you delay for a moment, be careful of your heads!"

Yuan Jiu, who had been following Feng Yin, stepped forward and knelt on the ground, and immediately obeyed the order to leave the official office and ask the imperial doctor to go.

Pian Zheng's face was gloomy, and when he saw that the wound was bleeding non-stop, it was impossible for him to be broken by the tea cup thrown by King Yu (Wei Gaoshi) a meter away.

Don't......

Fengyin's eyes lit up slightly, but his wandering gaze was fixed on her, and as soon as his gaze fell, he saw her blood-stained hands.

Pian Zheng lowered his head, and his heart seemed to be hit hard by his eyes, and it hurt to drum.

In the end, he is still the only one, and he will always think of Fa'er to protect her.

King Jin was injured in the official office, and it was a matter of course to ask for a royal doctor.

After the trial ended, King Yu was even more angry and threw his sleeves away, as for whether to save this Yang Lin clan or not, others couldn't care.

After taking care of everything, the pityan went back to rest.

After nightfall, the pian, who had been ready to sleep, still tossed and turned because of today's events, and it was difficult to sleep.

Not long after, there was a noise outside the door, and then someone pushed it open.

The lamp was not extinguished, and he was the only one under the bright candlelight.

"You are bold, and you are not afraid that a disciple will slight you at night, and you dare not bolt the door."

Pian Zheng looked up at him and asked, "This disciple usually passes through the window, but now it's strange, but he has changed the door?" ”

"Since you are here to deliver news, it is best to go to the door naturally."

Hearing this, Pian Zheng looked at him deeply, "What do you say?" ”

"Yang Lin is dead, he has lost too much blood, and the imperial doctor has no skills to return to heaven."

Judging by his injuries, he is still doomed in the end.

Lian Zheng thought lightly, he came to deliver the letter on purpose, afraid that he was worried about her.

She let out a 'hmm' sound, and instead of a wave in her eyes, she got up, put on a coat, and walked over to him and sat down.

"There will be a banquet tomorrow, and my name added by King Sheng cannot be shirked, so I will walk with you later, okay?"

Feng Yin was stunned for a moment at the bottom of his eyes, nodded and replied with a smile.

"If you want, that's fine."