Chapter 133: The Carefree Cage of Transferring Flowers and Grafting Trees (1)

Before Ling Shang arrived, Ye Mushen was almost in despair.

It's not so much despair of his own situation—the master of the hall has always been an optimistic man, and no amount of difficult circumstances can defeat him—but despair of the world.

In the world, are there only these pedantic and incompetent fools left with rice buckets?

is led by the nose by the one-sided words of the so-called authority, and does not know how to distinguish between truth and falsehood......

On the surface, the thriving Ye Dynasty has been eroded by these blind dog officials, which is really chilling.

Ling Shang's words, every word hit the nail on the head, and it was really painful.

It's really worthy of being the person he admires at night, hehe.

The corners of the Tsundere Hall Master's mouth lifted into a smug smile.

Ling Shang choked so that the inquisitors present had nothing to say, and the contempt in his eyes was unconcealed.

In other words, he is used to being a night ginseng, and he will definitely not dare to be so arrogant.

After all, people hold grudges.

Now that Ling Shang has sealed the marquis, he is not afraid of offending people.

But Ye Mu ginseng is at best a waste prince who has no choice but to do business.

Ye Mushen looked at Ling Shang's well-defined face in fascination.

It's really relieving.

"Let them go." Ling Shang urged again, "Otherwise, don't force me to burn this Dali Temple." ”

Ling ...... Master Hou! Song Xiaomin seemed to remember that Ling Shang was no longer an identless doctor, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, "The majesty of my Dali Temple cannot be damaged by others." ”

"I don't have that much to spare." Ling Shang clasped his hands around his chest and looked at Liu Shengming, "Lord Liu Sheng still likes to tease people so much. ”

"Ling Shang ......" Liu Shengming put one hand into his arms, as if he wanted to take out something, but he stopped.

He wanted to speak and stopped, only looking at Ling Shang in silence.

Ye Mushen hated Liu Shengming's eyes when he looked at Ling Shang.

"Hey, look at what you see!" Ye Mushen dissatisfiedly interrupted Liu Shengming's eye contact with Ling Shang's electric flint, "I said, Ling Shang is my person!" Abstract, concrete, in every sense! ”

Ling Shang's eyebrows raised with interest, "The Night Hall Master said the opposite, right?" ”

Ye Mushen was stunned because he didn't expect Ling Shangshang to talk, and his handsome face turned red into a ripe persimmon, "Anti-...... If it's not reversed, how can it be reversed? You're my man, yes, that's it! ”

Ling Shang pursed his lips, and the corners of his eyes were half charming, "Let's go back and talk about it." ”

Ye Mushen sniffed, and said in his heart, this Ling businessman is in a happy mood, and he seems to be in a better mood than usual, and he actually dares to tease himself.

In the blink of an eye, his heart was sour: at the important moment when Ling Shang was the marquis, he had no chance to participate; also let him lose the connections of the high-ranking officials of the Hou Mansion because of himself......

Ye Mutao couldn't understand the dumb riddle between the two, and pretended to cough lightly, "Lord Yanagi, your evidence now seems to be a little flawed, I don't know what your explanation is?" ”

"If there is a mistake, it doesn't mean that the Night Hall Master is innocent, right?" Liu Shengming said unhurriedly, "The suspicion of the night hall master has not been released, and it is absolutely impossible to let it go." ”

"That's right." Song Xiaomin echoed, "The suspect Ye Mushen has not yet been exonerated from the crime, and he still needs to be left in the prison and tried again the next day." ”

"Retrial?" Ling Shang shrewdly swept the front and back structures of the interrogation hall, and then sneered, "It's the consistent style of Dali Temple - the trial is until you can't resist it and have to admit your guilt." ”

Ye Mushen was secretly frightened.

If it is really as Ling Shang said......

The unjust, false and wrongful cases that Song Xiaomin has judged...... There must be a lot.

"You don't want to spew blood!" The grumpy official was furious and angry.

Ling Shang didn't raise his eyes, and took a small handful of green silk in his mouth.

Ye Mushen gasped, his dark eyes starlit and unblinking.

- This action...... Foul play......