At this time, the county government of Pingyang County, the entrance was crowded with people who came to see the excitement.

The officials standing on both sides of the door held swords at the gate to prevent the people from pouring into the hall.

"Hey, it's the one who kneels on the ground who is the head of the River Division?"

One of them, a large man dressed in coarse linen, looked back at the hall.

"But no, I heard that this man saw that the flood was coming on the night of the flood, not only did he not report the flood, but he also retreated, and fled from the river bank in a carriage back to the house to hide from the disaster. A thin man with sharp beaks and monkey cheeks beside the big man smashed his mouth and said disdainfully.

With that, he jumped up on tiptoe twice to see the scene inside.

Seeing this, the officials on both sides immediately raised the knives in their hands and shouted, "Go away, don't get so close!" ”

In the hall, Song Zhiyu, who was wearing prison clothes, was kneeling on the ground.

Xu was overly worried, and in just one night, he was unkempt, and the skin on his wrists and ankles was worn by the heavy handcuffs and shackles, and he was faintly oozing blood.

Zhang Ping sat on the main seat in a navy blue official robe, and on his lower left sat King Ying in a purple official robe, sitting lazily on the circle chair, as if the noise outside had nothing to do with him.

Sitting next to King Ying was a man in his early twenties, wearing a scarlet official uniform, who looked a little scholarly, with a faint smile in his eyes.

Opposite King Ying was Lu Mingxian, the governor of Muzhou, who was about forty years old, with a thin face and wearing a crimson official robe.

Chen Jing, the envoy of the Xiuhe Division, sat under Lu Mingxian.

After Song Zhiyu was escorted up, Lu Mingxian's eyes flashed, and he cautiously glanced at King Ying, who was sitting opposite him, and took the lead in arching his hand and asking in a low voice: "Your Highness?" ”

King Ying's eyes moved slightly, he glanced at Song Zhiyu who was kneeling on the ground, picked up the white porcelain teacup on the case, gently stroked the tea leaves floating in the cup with the tea lid, and said casually: "Master Zhang, since the prisoner has been brought, let's start." ”

When Zhang Ping heard this, he immediately got up and arched his hand towards King Ying.

Then he sat down, slapped the shocked wood, and shouted: "Song Zhiyu, as the head of the Hexi Division, the flood fell that night, not only did you report the flood downstream, but also escaped from the battle and hid back in the house to avoid the disaster, causing the people of the three counties to be affected by the disaster, and 10,000 acres of fertile land were flooded, can you plead guilty?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Zhiyu's lifeless eyes suddenly showed a little essence, he glanced at Chen Jing, and then kowtowed to Zhang Ping and said, "Xia Guan is not guilty." ”

Zhang Ping didn't expect him to be like this, staring at him fiercely with lowered eyes, "You ......"

But when he saw Song Zhiyu's calm expression, he suddenly calmed down and sneered: "You said that you didn't delay reporting the flood that night, do you have a certificate?" ”

"The river workers of the River Repair Division and the River Si Division who were present that night can all prove to the lower officials." Song Zhiyu said with a righteous face.

"Someone is coming, and the witness Wang Yi is coming."

After a while, a man in his thirties, with dark skin and coarse linen clothes, came to the front of the hall.

As soon as the man stepped into the hall, he knelt on the ground: "See your lordship." ”

"Who's in the hall? Register your name. ”

The man straightened up, lowered his head and trembled slightly: "The grass people Wang Yi is the river worker of the River Division." ”

"Wang Yi, do you know the person kneeling beside you?"

Wang Yi turned his head to look at Song Zhiyu, and then looked at Zhang Ping: "Lord Yu, the grass people recognize that this is the Song director of the Hexi Division." ”

"On the night of the flood, when Song Zhiyu ordered someone to report the flood, were you present?"

"Yes, the grass people were by the side of Chief Song at that time."

When Song Zhiyu heard this, his expression was slightly pale, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But Wang Yi's next words made him frown again.

"At the end of the night, the envoy of the River Repair Division came to the river embankment and wanted to ask Director Song about the current water situation."

"But as soon as I arrived at the scene, I saw a river worker come to report, saying that the water level had risen to the water and the embankment was about to be flooded.......

Wang Yi said, glanced at Chen Jing with a slight sideways eye, and suddenly kowtowed: "When he saw that the flood was coming, the river workers all ran to Hexiang Village near the river bank to evacuate the villagers, and then took the carriage back to his house. ”

"You talk nonsense!" Song Zhiyu stared at Wang Yi and scolded loudly.

"Wow-"

There was a commotion from the crowd of onlookers at the door, all pointing at Song Zhiyu.

Seeing this, Zhang Ping patted the wood in shock: "Silence! ”

Wang Yi saw that the hall was quiet again, and looked at Song Zhiyu with courage: "Are the grass people talking nonsense, as soon as the adults ask the villagers who fled from Hexiang Village to the city that night, they will know that there is only one carriage from the Song Mansion on the official road that night. ”

"You ......"

Song Zhiyu was dumbfounded for a while.

"Song Zhiyu, what else do you have to say?" Zhang Ping shouted.

"I ......"

Just when everyone thought that Song Zhiyu had nothing to say, a woman's shout broke the quiet atmosphere.

"Wait!"

Everyone looked for prestige, only to see a young girl standing in front of the crowd and shouting into the hall: "The people's daughter can prove that Lord Song is not guilty!" ”

Zhang Ping stared at the Xiting in front of the crowd, lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at Chen Jing, saw him nod his head lightly, and shouted, "Let her in." ”

Xiting walked through the courtyard in front of the hall, all the way to the hall, and when he looked up, he happened to meet a pair of indifferent eyes, and he was stunned for a moment.

It's him!

The man I met during the flood that day!

A hint of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, and he disappeared in a flash.

"Presumptuous! Seeing that His Royal Highness King Ying still doesn't kneel! ”

King Ying?

Hearing this, Xi Ting's pupils widened slightly in shock, it turned out that he was King Ying, the eldest son of the current saint, no wonder Zhang Ping was so frightened when he greeted him.

"Get on your knees!" Zhang Ping shouted again.

Xiting came back to his senses and hurriedly knelt on the ground: "The people's daughter Qian Xiting participates in His Highness, my lords." ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the man sitting under Ying Wang Zhao Shuo suddenly flashed, and he glanced thoughtfully at the woman in front of him.

And Zhao Shuo's face was unwavering, he lowered his eyes and looked at the woman kneeling on the ground, and said calmly: "No courtesy." ”

"Your Highness."

"You said you could prove it for Song Zhiyu, how to prove it?" Zhang Ping asked bluntly.