Fang Yuan looked at Lin Yangbo.

Seeing that the other party was also looking at him, he smiled proudly and immediately understood.

No wonder he was so unscrupulous, it turned out that he had invited the superintendent of the imperial history, and the burning of the minutes of the meeting of the Archives of the Assassin's Mansion must have been done by him.

"Fang Zhouzun, it's hard to supervise the imperial history, you be careful."

Du Miaoyan didn't know when he had come to Fang Yuan's side and reminded.

As far as she knows, the imperial historians are all old-fashioned nerds who don't give face to anyone, and they will also impeach the emperor if he makes mistakes.

Now that he appeared in Liaozhou without warning, and happened to appear in Sanjia Village, it is estimated that someone deliberately invited Lian Cha Fangyuan, and the person who came was not good.

"Thank you."

Fang Yuan nodded slightly.

Thank you Du Miaoyan for your kind reminder.

At this time, the people of Sanjia Village gave way to a road.

Three lean middle-aged men were supported by nine officers and soldiers.

They all had straight faces, their expressions were serious and cold, and they looked like they were not approachable.

"Lord Thorn, don't you welcome you?"

Lin Yangbo chuckled.

The grievances just now are completely gone.

Because, the people he invited came, and Fang Yuan was in a catastrophe.

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, calmed down, and walked towards the three supervising imperial histories.

The supervising imperial history should have been invited by Lin Yangbo, but even if it was, he had to greet him in person.

"This official Liaozhou Assassin Shi Fang Yuan, together with Liaoshan County Ling Lin Yangbo, welcomes the three imperial historians."

Fang Yuan walked up to the three of them and saluted.

Lin Yangbo and Zheng Jiu and other state officials followed behind and greeted them.

The villagers of Sanjia Village saw that the assassin and the county order were all saluting, and they also hurriedly followed suit.

"Xiaguan Wei Ting (Li Shuang, Tang Lin) met with Fang Tingshi and Lin County Order!"

The three of them also returned the salute respectfully.

Although they inspected the prefectures and counties on behalf of the emperor's order, their official positions were not as high as those of Fang Yuan and others.

Fang Yuan and the others saluted them for the sake of representing the emperor's order, and they were the ones who really needed to salute Fang Yuan and the others.

"The three imperial historians are inspecting Liaozhou?"

Fang Yuan asked politely.

Every autumn, the imperial court would send a superintendent to inspect the prefectures and counties.

However, the territory of Datang is vast, and it is impossible to inspect all states and counties every time, and they are all selected by lot.

The lottery was conducted in secret, and the states and counties inspected were also kept secret and not public.

However, according to the information provided by the people above Fang Yuan, the area where the Imperial History was supervised this autumn did not include Liaozhou.

Fang Yuan wanted to make sure if the three of them were Lin Yangbo's accomplices?

In order to do a good job of attacking, save yourself from offending the three people in confusion.

If not, try not to offend, and save the other party from impeachment in the emperor's ear in three days.

"This official received a report that Fang Tingshi abused his power, occupied people's houses, embezzled and accepted bribes, and enslaved the people to resume farming without a bottom line, did Fang Tingshi admit it?"

Wei Ting looked Fang Yuan up and down, and said in a deep voice.

He also noticed that two of the people at the scene were injured.

According to the report, Fang Yuan was enslaving the people to resume farming without a bottom line, so he was diverted to Liaozhou to supervise Fang Yuan.

"I don't admit it."

"Is there any evidence for the Imperial History?"

Fang Yuan shook his head and said indifferently.

"There's evidence, it's on the way."

"This is not the place to testify, let's go to court."

Wei Ting bowed his head and said calmly.

There were too many people at the scene, as many as five or six thousand.

It's quiet now, no impact, but it's not a good thing to talk about.

"Then move to the Assassin's Mansion."

Fang Yuan had no opinion and said indifferently.

"I heard that you recruited 300 state officials, and 300 security guards, and ran rampant in Liaozhou City."

"The official doesn't dare to go, just go to the Liaoshan County Ya."

Tang Lin interjected, his tone very impulsive.

Among the three of them, he was the youngest and Wei Ting was the oldest.

"Yes."

Fang Yuan frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"Which one is the village chief?"

"Take the two of them and I to the Liaoshan County Ya, don't follow the others."

Wei Ting spoke again.

The scene is a witness to Fang Yuan's enslavement of the people, which cannot be missed.

Naturally, he pointed to Ah Lei and Gouzi, both of whom were injured, and they were the most direct witnesses.

"I, I am."

The village chief walked out with his hands raised.

Arley and the dog followed him.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Wei Ting nodded and said softly.

The stiff face also showed a little tenderness.

"The three imperial historians, please!"

Lin Yangbo walked out at the right time and led the way for Wei Ting and the others.

Tang Lin nodded, the first to follow, and then everyone followed one after another.

Not long after, everyone turned to the Yafu of Liaoshan County, and Du Miaoyan and Wang Yushi also followed.

In fact, many villagers from Sanjia Village also followed, and on the way, they didn't know who exposed Fang Yuan to be judged by the supervision of the imperial history, and attracted a group of people.

At this time, the Liaoshan County Ya can be said to be crowded with people, and they are all crowded outside the door.

"Fang Tingshi, this official and others are trying you on behalf of the imperial court, I hope you don't feel wronged."

Wei Ting sat at the trial table.

On both sides were Li Shuang and Tang Lin, who were also sitting.

Fang Yuan, on the other hand, stood in the position where he should have been a prisoner, facing the three imperial histories.

As for the others, they all stood outside the patio except for the main bookkeeper of the minutes, who was still seated.

"This official is not guilty for the time being, and the rank is also above you, so he should not stand."

"Zheng Jiu, move the stool."

Fang Yuan said indifferently.

After the words fell, Zheng Jiu squeezed in from outside the yamen.

He glanced around the room and walked straight to the main book.

"Get up."

Zheng Jiu said coldly.

Seeing that the master was still stunned, he directly picked up the other party, moved the stool away, and placed it behind Fang Yuan's back.

"You... ......"

The master bookkeeper pointed at Zheng Jiu, blushing with anger.

But seeing Fang Yuan's calm face, his county order didn't speak, and he didn't dare to continue.

Wei Ting and the three of them looked at it, their brows furrowed, but they didn't say much about it.

"Let's get started."

Fang Yuan sat down and said indifferently.

"First judge the enslavement of the people, and return to farming without a bottom line."

"Witness Lin Yangbo."

Wei Tinglang said.

Outside the patio, Lin Yangbo slowly stepped forward.

Fang Yuan's expression was indifferent, and he was not surprised by this witness.

"This official Liaoshan County Commander Lin Yangbo, everything said in this official hall is true."

"On the sixth day of the ninth month of the second year of Zhenguan, Fang Thorn Shi convened the governor of the Thorn History Mansion to discuss the resumption of cultivation with the county orders of the three counties."

"At the meeting, Fang Tingshi asked my three counties to resume farming at all costs, even if it was to enslave the people."

"The county orders of my three counties refused at first, but Fang Tingshi forced us to wait with another suspension, and we can only obediently obey the order, and the other two county orders can testify on this matter."

Lin Yangbo saluted Wei Ting and the others and said slowly.

When the words fell, the people at the gate of the yamen were in an uproar.

Some people in Sanjia Village talked about it and blamed Fang Yuan.

"Fang Thorn History, is what Lin County Ling said true?"

Wei Ting looked at Fang Yuan and said in a deep voice.

"Not true."

Fang Yuan shook his head and said indifferently.

"Then present the minutes of the meeting."

Wei Ting frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

What Lin Yangbo said may be false.

What Fang Yuan said could be false.

But the minutes of the meeting can prove who is true and who is not.

"Last night, someone broke into the Assassin's Mansion, wounded three state officials, and burned the minutes of the meeting."

Fang Yuan said in a deep voice.

Sure enough, they all came prepared.

When the words fell, everyone at the scene was in an uproar again.

Lin Yangbo sneered, glancing at Fang Yuan out of the corner of his eye.

Du Miaoyan began to worry about Fang Yuan, and her hands clenched unconsciously.

Wang Yushi on the side noticed and held Du Miaoyan's fist.

"So coincidentally?"

Wei Ting's brows furrowed even deeper.

"Did you burn the minutes by chance?"

"Does Fang Tingshi think I'll believe you?"

Tang Lin interjected and shouted.

"It's such a coincidence."

"Believe it or not is a matter of three."

Fang Yuan said in a deep voice.

"Then pass on the witnesses again: the head of Sanjia Village, the villager Alei, and the villager Dog."

Wei Ting pondered for a moment, glanced at Fang Yuan deeply, and then summoned the witnesses.

If the minutes of the meeting are burned, it is impossible to determine whether Lin Yangbo has verified the authenticity or falsity, and the testimony of a third party is required.