Over there, Qinghe is eating happily, and here Cai Zuodao is like sitting on pins and needles.

Interrogation overnight, except for "It's me, it's me, it's me." "There's nothing else to say about this one.

This is difficult for Cai Zuodao, and he will have to ascend to the hall after noon. On weekdays, it is enough to draw a charge, but now there is a eunuch who has to die to listen to the trial!

How is it good, he still has a Zhao Xing order, which means that the person behind him ..... But there is an existence that cannot be offended than the emperor.

Cai Zuodao walked around in a circle, uneasy.

"Lord Cai... Are you grinding dough? Feng Buqi, who told jokes with a cold face, was followed by candlelight.

The person who came was dressed in elegance, even if he wore a mask and dressed as an entourage, he also exuded a convincing bearing.

Cai Zuodao didn't have time to investigate the reason, so he raised his hand to salute first, no matter what, many people were not to blame.

"What does this lord command?"

"Interrogation overnight, can there be more clues?"

"This ......"

"Lord Cai doesn't have to worry too much, I just came to take the file and read it, and the Lord just said that the court trial will no longer be asked in the afternoon, and it will be up to Lord Cai to decide!"

I'm waiting for your words!! As soon as the big stone in his heart was thrown, Cai Zuodao suddenly felt so light that he was about to fly. Dare to hurriedly stuff the dossier into the hands of Feng Buqi! Let's go, don't send it!

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"What is this?" Qing He, who was full of chatting, was picking his teeth and threw a stack of dossiers in front of him.

"The dossier, read it in an hour, and walk through the streets in the afternoon!"

...... I opened the file with a toothpick in my mouth

"Zhang Ju, a native of Guanbei Village, Yelang County, was born in the year of Tianzhao Gengchen, in the autumn of the year of Jiachen, he returned to the field, married his wife Zhang Wang, and gave birth to a son Zhang Heng the following year, and his son left home in the middle of Tianzhao Wuwu and has not returned, and his wife died of illness in the year of Renxu......

Originally.... This Zhang Ju used to be a soldier, he went home to marry a wife and have children, his son ran away at the age of 13, and his wife died of illness the year before last....... It doesn't seem to have much valuable information. ”

At a glance, you have to turn through the dossier.

The villagers' evaluation of him is that he is an upright person, and the relationship between father and son is not harmonious, but he loves his wife very much and never abandons his sick wife...... Moreover, I don't have a close relationship with anyone on weekdays..... Wait a minute....... Occasionally, I go looking for flowers and ask willows? ”

Qinghe continued: "Usually the person who can ask a person to protect his life must be his dearest and beloved person.... But this Zhang Ju, his beloved wife died, and his dear son was at odds, and he had no close friends. That the only possible person .... It's from the Qinglou...."

"Heh, this move, honest on the outside, but in private he is also a womanizer?? The 13-year-old son left home and has not returned... I see, eighty percent of it is because of this! Candlelight commented on the sidelines.

"Candlelight! Check it out! ”

As soon as he gossiped, he was taken away by his own master, and he reluctantly went to the front hall.

"I love my wife very much.... Still looking for flowers and asking willows? Are men so watery poplars? Qing He muttered to himself.

"Can you say something useful?"

"Well..... From a professional point of view, this Zhang Ju's face doesn't look like a womanizer! ”

His jaw ached, and he was forced to look at the deep pair under the mask.

"Boys and girls, bent eyebrows and female voices, I heard that it is expensive?" There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his words were cold.......

“.... Hey.... Your Highness is angry..... As the saying goes, there is a basis for each other! He soothed his hand as he tried to remove the knuckles of the wind.

"The master is really like a god!! After three days of parade....... Excuse me! ”

Candlelight, who had just broken through the door, retreated the same way, feeling a chill on the back of his neck......

The room froze - two people who "looked at each other affectionately": Feng Buqi who hooked Qinghe's chin with one hand, and Qinghe who held Feng Buqi's hand with both hands.......