Di Xin's gaze fell to the ground, and the dark red blood of the hall master surnamed Sui had slowly flowed to his feet, but he still didn't move, and the expression on his face was very complicated, "The mountains and rivers have been broken, where did the emperor come from?"

"Chang'an City is still there, why is Your Majesty so depressed?" Liu Yu couldn't help frowning as he looked at the blood on the ground, and walked a few steps aside.

"The spirit has passed away, and there is only a shell left, and this Datang is terminally ill. Di Xin frowned, one hand held the wall beside him, as if he was a little unstable, and said slowly: "Liu Daxia, if you have a grand plan, it is better to let me serve in front of the saddle and behind the horse, as for the title of Your Majesty, forget it!"

Shangquan Xinyuan stepped forward, stabilized his only friend in life, and said: "Liu Daxia, Di Gongzi is sincere, you might as well listen to him." ”

Liu Yu was silent for a long time, and said: "In this case, there is still a shortage of a master in my house, so you will be in charge." As for Mr. Shangquan, the personal safety of Mr. Di will be entrusted to you. ”

Kamizumi Nobuchi glanced at Di Xin, whose face was gloomy, and said proudly: "This is natural. ”

He said unconsciously touching the hilt of the knife on his waist, in his opinion, there is no difference between a guarantor and a murderer, killing the person who should be killed, then the person who needs to be protected is naturally safe.

Di Xin listened to Liu Yu's promise, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and arched his hand: "Thank you Liu Daxia for your success, if you have any orders in the future, please don't be polite." ”

The three of them then walked to the exit of the cell.

When those officials and prison guards saw that Lord Zhengqing had personally taken away the prisoners, where did they dare to stop them, they hurriedly moved to the side to get out of the way, and walked to the corner of the wall with their own guys, pinched their noses to endure the smell of blood, and began to clean up the body of the hall master surnamed Sui who was split in half.

Liu Yu walked a short distance with the two of them, and entered the main house of Dali Temple from the main gate.

Above the lobby, the temple is the main officer, the temple and the main secretary and other cadres gathered in the lobby early.

They had already learned the news of the new chief official from the mouth of the officials, and when they saw Liu Yu coming, they hurriedly saluted and said, "Meet Lord Zhengqing!"

Liu Yu walked in front of everyone with Di Xin and Shangquan Xinyuan, and came to the innermost steps of the lobby, and saw a table and a chair placed in the center under the plaque that read "Zhengda Guangming", so he walked straight to the chair and sat down, raised his hand slightly, and said: "All are exempt!"

Di Xin and Kamizumi Nobubuchi stood on his left and right, and did not smile. When the officials saw that the two of them were dressed in rags, like people in prison, they couldn't help but be suspicious, but they didn't dare to ask questions in front of the chief official.

The two temples standing at the head of the officials had already prepared, and the two of them stepped forward with a large stack of case files, "My lord, these are all cases that have been backlogged for many years, and they have not been dealt with because the position of the temple has been vacant for a long time. ”

Liu Yu knew that the officials wanted to give themselves a dismount, and wanted to tell himself that in the future, he must rely on the people under the stairs in handling cases, otherwise he would inevitably have a hard time in the Dali Temple in the future.

His face remained silent and motioned for the two of them to place the case file on the table in front of him.

The two of them did as they were told, and then respectfully retreated to the bottom of the steps, stood at the head of the officials, and looked at Lord Zhengqing, who was sitting behind the table, with a smile, waiting to see their long-planned joke.

In their opinion, this newly appointed Lord Zhengqing looked very young, and his hair was disheveled, where did he have the slightest appearance of a literati? I don't know where the down-and-out family spent a lot of money to buy such a good errand from Father-in-law Tian.

Liu Yu calmed down, picked out one of the two stacks of case files and spread it on the table, opened it and read a few pages casually, then thought about it, and said to Di Xin, who was standing on the right hand: "Di Gongzi, why don't you come and see, how should these cases be judged?"

Di Xin didn't have the slightest intention of shirking, and smiled slightly, "Okay!"

He did not take the case file that Liu Yu had spread out, but laboriously pulled out another copy from the two stacks of case files on the table, opened it and read it intently. After about half an hour, he began to ask questions of the officials at the bottom of the stairs according to the contents of the case file.

"Most of the people involved in this case file are thieves, and the sentence is only two or three years, so why is it that the sentence has not been sentenced after five years?"

After hearing this, the two temples looked at each other, obviously they had already discussed the countermeasures, and one of them replied: "Qi Qi, this son, the former Zhengqing Ji Ruchang, often said that there should be solid evidence for punishment, although these people were all imprisoned for stealing, but because of insufficient evidence, they could not find stolen goods, so they have not been able to determine the sentence, so they can only be locked up." ”

Di Xin snorted after hearing this, "It's a good one with no evidence, it sounds like a big Qing official." ”

Liu Yu smiled slightly, of course he knew what kind of person Ji Ruchang was who was killed by himself.

Di Xin grabbed the case file in front of him, unfolded the handwriting to the officials under the steps, and asked slowly: "For example, in this case, a Lang Zhong sneaked into someone else's house in the middle of the night to steal, what is going on?"

The priest who came out of the list secretly congratulated himself that he had read the case file submitted in advance, and replied: "This is the case, this Jianghu Lang who had an accident has long been known as a thief, and when he saw an ancient calligraphy and painting hanging in the hall of this family during a medical visit, he has been thinking about it. One day, taking advantage of the absence of the master of the house, he set up a ladder against the wall in the dark at night, sneaked into the courtyard, took down the ancient calligraphy and paintings hanging in the main hall, and climbed out of the wall along the ladder. Fortunately, he didn't run far, but he was caught by the servant maid who caught up with the family, and then he was sent to the yamen, and the lawsuit went to Dali Temple, but it was not resolved. ”

"Oh!" Di Xin groaned slightly after hearing this, he put the case file in his hand back on the table, his eyes fell on the handwriting and did not move, and after a while, he raised his head and asked: "Is the owner of this family named Feng Jishi?"

The two temples both nodded when they heard this, "Yes, it's Feng Jishi." ”

Di Xin sneered after hearing this, "This Feng Jishi is a famous medical officer in Tai Hospital, how can he even need others to treat his family's illness, let alone a Jianghu Langzhong?"

The two temples were surprised when they heard this, and secretly said that such a young man in ragged clothes, how could he know that Feng Jishi was a big man in the Tai Hospital?

The two of them knew that if they continued to answer each other according to the rules, they would be exposed, so they avoided the important and said lightly: "Regarding the matter of seeing a doctor, that is a matter that only Lang Zhong is concerned about, and the lowly officials don't understand." The lowly officials only knew that Lang Zhong was empty-handed when he was arrested and brought to justice, and the ancient calligraphy and painting stolen by him had long since disappeared. We searched for a long time, but we couldn't find the stolen goods after digging three feet into the ground, so we could only report the truth to the former Zhengqing Ji Ruchang. Master Ji said that he must not just wronged a good person, first put Na Langzhong in prison, and then slowly investigate it carefully. ”