"There are human and physical evidence, please ask Feng Gongzi to go with the official." Governor Song was still smiling.

By now, if you still don't understand that it was a frame-up, Feng Ziang would not be the lord of a city. However, he could not resist, and resisting was a crime.

"It's okay to go, but it's not for me to do it." Feng Ziang said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Yes or no, this official must find out, not let go of a murderer, and not wronged a good person." The prefect of Song knows best what to say to please the people, and the people are happy, so he will sit firmly in this position.

The prefect of Song returned to the yamen with Zhu Kuai and Feng Ziang, as well as four corpses. When the group marched to the gate of the mansion, a carriage came from the opposite street, and the entourage leading the horse next to the carriage saw Feng Ziang dressed in white in the soap suit.

"My lord, that boy has been arrested." The entourage was the official who was cooking porridge with Feng Ziang in the town.

"But the boy who gave the soup kitchen?" A warm voice said from the carriage.

"Yes, sir."

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a man dressed in a three-grade official uniform, with a voice, stepped down from the carriage, and his eyes fell on Feng Ziang, who was walking in the middle of the hunt on the opposite side: black hair and white shirt, eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and he was not shocked everywhere, and he looked very pleasing to the eye, and it was the son who glanced at the entrance of the town.

The prefect of Song and his entourage entered the palace.

"Your Excellency." The entourage was already in a bit of a hurry.

"It's okay, let's go first."

Governor Song returned to the mansion and asked the catcher to put Feng Ziang in prison, but before his butt sat down and the maid's tea was served, he saw the master running in in a hurry, "My lord, my lord, Lord Qincha has arrived." ”

Governor Song was so shocked that he jumped up from his chair, "Why is it so fast?" Didn't you say it would take seven days? ”

"My lord, what is there to be afraid of a fledgling boy?" The master is very calm, his family has been in the officialdom for many years, how can a new official compare.

Governor Song quickly calmed down, isn't he just a civil and military champion? On paper, no experience, nothing to worry about.

The prefect of Song straightened his official uniform and went to the lobby to greet the minister.

As soon as he entered the lobby, Governor Song's eyes lit up, and he had just caught a handsome boy, and there was another one. Although he is a man, there are still differences between beauty and ugliness, and he has been an official for many years, and many of the large and small officials he has seen in the Song Governor's Mansion are handsome, majestic, and upright...... However, the short and fat Song Governor has never been ashamed of himself. However, in front of this young Chincha, the little chubby face that had been smiling and unfavorable was a little unable to laugh.

He greeted Lord Chincha in a proper manner, and the official served tea, and Lord Chincha sat down on his seat and drank tea quietly.

Qin Cha didn't speak, and the Song prefect didn't dare to speak, standing aside, pondering in his heart: I heard earlier that there was a civil and military double champion this year, and on the day of the cross-horse parade on the street, there were thousands of empty alleys, and there were crowds of people. Although I can't see the new champion, the reputation of "caring for the people" spread all over the streets and alleys of the capital overnight, and within three days, all over the world also knew about this blockbuster new champion.

Now, sitting in front of me, the Song prefect knew that the rumors were not exhausted.

"My lord, the courtyard of Lord Qincha has been cleaned up." The master came in to report.

"Zhuo thanked the master for his hard work, Chang'an, go with the master." Lord Qincha Zhuo Yunfan Zhuo politely thanked the master and let the guards settle down, and he was called the guards of Chang'an, which was the official messenger Feng Ziang met in the town.

The master was flattered and said, "Don't dare, don't dare." "I took Chang'an to the side courtyard of the yamen.

"Lord Prefect, the silver taels for disaster relief have arrived, can you post a notice now and buy medicinal herbs and food?" When Lord Chincha spoke, he was polite and pleasant.

What can be said shocked Song Governor's Mansion is in a cold sweat, and his round and chubby little body plops down and kneels, "My lord, the silver is lost." ”

"If you lose it, go find it." Lord Qincha was not panicked at all, "Is there a clue?" ”

"The person has been arrested and is preparing for trial." For such a big matter, the young Qin Cha was not in a hurry at all, and he was not panicked at all, and the Song Governor felt a huge pressure.

"Then let's try it now." Lord Zhuo put down the teacup in his hand, "I'll go change my clothes, you don't have to be nervous." ”

Lord Qincha left, and Song Zhifu hurriedly drank a large sip of tea to suppress his shock, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took a deep breath before he calmed down.

The Song prefect was ready to be promoted, and Zhuo Yunfan also came back in a white shirt, without the official uniform, the pressure on the Song prefect was much less.

"Zhuo has never seen the trial, and today I am going to learn from the Song Governor's Mansion." Zhuo Yunfan entered the mansion since he entered, and he called himself "Zhuo", and his modest and polite appearance made the Song prefect very useful, and he fled silently under pressure.

"Take Feng Ziang." With a shocking shot, the formal trial began.

When Feng Ziang was brought in, the first thing he saw was not Governor Song, but Zhuo Yunfan who was sitting next to him. When he was at the door just now, Zhuo Yunfan saw Feng Ziang, but Feng Ziang didn't see Zhuo Yunfan, and now when he saw it, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, how could such a noble and dusty son appear here in this confused official?

Feng Ziang looked at Zhuo Yunfan, Zhuo Yunfan let him see it generously, and both of them read in their hearts: "This person is very good-looking." ”

This is just a matter of a moment, looking away, Feng Ziang saw Chang'an behind Zhuo Yunfan, there was no show on his face, but his heart was relieved, and the person who could make the official who was cooking porridge with him in the town would probably not be a bad person.

No, is he a bad person, what does it have to do with me, what am I anxious about? Feng Ziang pursed the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly and looked at the Song prefect behind the public case.

"Why don't you kneel when you see this official?" The prefect of Song planned to politely establish an official authority first.

"Why should I kneel?" Feng Ziang stood straight, neither humble nor arrogant.

The Song prefect was choked enough.

"Okay, good, good, if you don't kneel, you won't kneel, then you can be guilty?" Governor Song never cared about these etiquette, he only cared about how to convince people to confess their sins.

"The grass people don't know."

"Bring a witness." The prefect of Song summoned the witnesses in the inn, and those people repeated what they had said in the inn.

"The shopkeeper of the aromatherapy shop lied, I don't know him, let alone his boss." Feng Ziang said after everyone had finished speaking.

"How?" Governor Song asked with a smile.

How can this be proven? The shopkeeper of the aromatherapy shop bit him to death and said that he knew him, and he couldn't prove it.

"The two of you have their own opinions, let this point go first, and present physical evidence."

Feng Ziang's long sword was presented to the court, and the official drew the long sword, and there were dried blood stains on the sword.

"This sword is yours?"

"Yes."

"How to explain the blood on the sword?" I'm not afraid that you won't recruit, I'm afraid that you can explain it.

"The grass people don't know." Feng Ziang really doesn't know.

"Now, there are two doubts in this case,

First: Do you know the owner of the aromatherapy shop?

Second, where did the blood on your sword come from?

If you can explain these two points clearly, the official will release you in court, but if you can't say it clearly, you will not be able to get rid of the suspicion on you, and the official can only put you in prison and wait for you to confess your guilt before making a decision. The little chubby face of the Song prefect smiled brightly.

It sounds reasonable, but something doesn't feel right.

"I didn't do it." Feng Ziang didn't know how to deal with it, saying that it wasn't him, but he wanted you to explain, Feng Ziang himself wanted to know what was going on, and said to convict, but people didn't convict you, but they just said that they were suspicious.

"Feng Gongzi might as well think about it slowly, and when he remembers, we will continue the trial." What a reasonable Song prefect I am.

The Song prefect was about to retreat, and there was a sound of drums outside the yamen, and a servant came in to report, "My lord, he is an innkeeper who has grievances to sue." ”

"Biography." Governor Song gave an order, and a guy walked in from outside, and as soon as he entered the door, he knelt down with a thud, and cried bitterly: "Please redress my husband's grievances, my shopkeeper's death is unjust." While shouting, he kept kowtowing.

"Who do you say died? Stinky boy. The innkeeper slapped the guy on the head.

The guy was taken aback, and looked up to see his shopkeeper kneeling next to him, "Shopkeeper, you're not dead?" After speaking, he hugged the shopkeeper and cried and laughed.

With a "snap", Governor Song patted the wood, "Who are you and what grievances do you have?" ”

"My lord, I ......" the guy was a little confused now, "I just returned to the inn, and I saw that the inn was sealed, and the guy next door said that the guest who stayed in the hotel killed someone and stole the silver, I thought, I thought it was ......" The guy secretly glanced at his shopkeeper, "I thought it was the shopkeeper who was killed, and I ran to shout injustice in a hurry." ”

Although he was cursed by his own guy, but seeing him crying like a dead father, the shopkeeper Zhang was a little excited in his heart, it seems that he usually doesn't hurt you in vain.

"Don't cry, isn't your shopkeeper there?" Governor Song comforted the guy with a smile, "Tell me, what else do you know?" ”

"My lord, the lost silver is the official silver for disaster relief?" The guy wiped his tears and asked.

"That's right, but you didn't seem to be in the store last night, why did you know that it was the official silver that was stolen?"

"The villain was not in the store last night, my sister was sick, I took leave with the shopkeeper, went back to help my mother take care of my sister, before the villain left, went to the backyard to feed the guests horses, and met an official and a son. Because the official's horse and Childe's horse grabbed food, knocked down the villain, if it wasn't for the Childe and the official to save each other in time, the villain would have died under the horse's hooves, when the boy was saving the villain, he hit the box on the official's car, and two ingots of silver fell out of the box, when the official picked up the silver and put it back in the box, I and the boy saw it, and the box was full of silver. The villain didn't dare to linger, so he left in a hurry, and when he turned the corner, he saw the boy walking and looking back at the box on the big brother's car. ”

"Do you remember who that boy is?"

"I remember, it's a son who lives in the upper room, and his name is on the check-in registration."

"Do you see the son you said in the hall?"

The guy looked around according to his words, and when he saw Feng Ziang, he stretched out his hand and pointed: "My lord, it's him." ”