The public court is located in the troubled world, which is more majestic and murderous. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The shocking wood knocked on the mountain, shocking people's hearts, Yan Xiaomei couldn't help but be full of love, and asked the red makeup under the hall: "Bold snow ahead, why don't you kneel?"

A good hero, such a big tiger and wolf.

"I can't redress my grievances, so I don't kneel. ”

Cher raised her chin fearlessly.

Lord Jingfu couldn't hold it back, and almost wanted to get up: "Traitor, today is the day to judge you, not your ...... to redress your grievances."

Shocked by the falling snow, Yan Xiaomei's thick eyebrows tightened, and she sneered: "Snow ahead, I want to hear your grievances." ”

"Lord Yan, this. The superintendent sighed and lowered his ears to Yan Xiaomei: "Judgment and judgment, as long as the snow in front of you is cut, everyone has a future, so why bother to make extraneous branches?"

"The people are here, if you don't let her speak, I'm afraid the law will be difficult to convince the people. Yan Xiaomei looked left and right, and the corners of her mouth smiled: "Unless, someone is afraid of her talking." ”

The superintendent and the Jingfu closed their mouths, lowered their eyebrows, and each thought about something.

Xue'er raised her head and recited a long sentence: "Yellow leaves think of spring flowers, and the tide loves the moon." ”

As soon as this sentence fell, the Governor's Mansion scolded: "Xue ahead, the officials asked you to redress your grievances, but you are talking nonsense, do you think that the officials dare not use torture?"

The governor took out the token and was about to ask for punishment, but Yan Xiaomei grabbed his wrist.

"Snow ahead!" Yan Xiaomei shouted: "You said you wanted to redress your grievances, but you recited a love poem, is it a joke for your own official!"

"Love poem?" Xue'er Lingyin laughed and asked rhetorically, "Can't adults hear it, is this an anti-poem?"

Hearing Xue in front of him reply, the governor's hand trembled, and the cold sweat of the capital flowed.

Yan Xiaomei turned a blind eye, stood up suddenly, and pointed at Xue'er angrily: "Bold ahead of Xue! This is obviously a love poem, but if you want to say it is an anti-poem, do you want to frame a court official?"

"Am I framed?" Xue'er seemed to be angry, frowning: "The beginning of the two poems is the word yellow tide, which means that the court wants yellow, yellow leaves are autumn, and autumn loves spring flowers, which means that the heart is tied to the previous dynasty, and the tide begins under the moon, which is a metaphor for the darkness of the court, this is an anti-poem!"

Everyone heard the words of the snow in front of them, and some people laughed secretly, they can condense this kind of sentence into an anti-poem, and the snow in front of them is really a talent.

The emperor and the palace lady in the clouds also heard the poetic interpretation of the snow in front of them.

Gong E asked with a smile: "Your Majesty, do you think this is an anti-poem?"

The emperor sighed and smiled bitterly: "Although this woman was born beautifully, after all, she is just a savage in the rivers and lakes, I don't know where I heard these two crooked sentences, a good love word, but it is an anti-poem." ”

Another palace lady complained to her companion: "What an interesting case, let's watch the trial carefully, don't drag the emperor to talk anymore." ”

"Snow ahead!" Listening to Xue'er's defense, Yan Xiaomei was furious, and shouted loudly: "You distort the love poem, who are you trying to frame it for!"

"You're wrong!" Xue'er was imposing, with tears in her eyes: "Sixteen years ago, someone had already explained this sentence like this, and the person who wrote the poem was beheaded all over the house, if you want to ask about the crime of planting falsehood, you should ask the judge sixteen years ago!"

"Your Excellency. Jingfu was afraid that Yan Xiaomei would ask again, so he hurriedly pulled Yan Xiaomei's sleeve and lowered his voice: "We don't have to re-investigate the old case, just ask about the murder of the official in front of Xue." ”

"Lord Jingfu, are you hot?" Yan Xiaomei glanced at him and asked strangely, "Why have you been sweating on such a cold day?"

Just as Lord Jingfu was about to reply, Yan Xiaomei slapped the shocked wood again, and pointed to the snow in front of her: "There is no evidence, since you dare to say that there is this case, can you point out who tried this case?"

"To your left, it's the judge of the case. Xue'er hid her tears, her eyes full of hatred: "Look at your right hand, it's the master of this case back then." ”

"Who is the bitter master who was asked who was beheaded!" Yan Xiaomei asked tightly.

"At that time, Lord Qian of the Beijing Mansion!" Xue'er answered all questions.

When the question settled, everyone was in an uproar, but they didn't expect that today's public trial would be a case within a case.

"Governor's Mansion!Jingfu!" Yan Xiaomei roared twice, and asked the two officials on the left and right: "You clearly say a word to this official, this sentence is not an anti-poem, and there is no such case, so that the snow in front of you can close her mouth to plant the blame!"

The Governor's Mansion and the Beijing Mansion wiped off the cold sweat on their foreheads, and a stone fell to the ground in their hearts, in the end, the officials protected each other, and the Governor and Supervisor handed out a secret word.

"The Governor and Supervisor are aware of everything, how can this sentence be an anti-poem, and there is indeed no such case, this matter is completely a false accusation by the snow ahead......"

"Where is the Investigation Department of the Governor's Mansion?" Yan Xiaomei asked in a loud voice.

Someone in the hall immediately responded: "The lower official is here." ”

The Investigation Division had all the case files in his hands, and he actually appeared in the public trial hall at this time.

"Bring up the anti-poetry case from sixteen years ago!" Yan Xiaomei's chest rose and fell, and her eyes were almost on fire.

The case investigation department didn't dare to say half a word of nonsense, and immediately handed the case file prepared in advance to Yan Xiaomei's hands.

Yan Xiaomei held the case in her hand, looked at the two people on the left and right with hatred, and shouted angrily: "Governor's Mansion! Jingfu! Which of you will read this anti-poetry case 16 years ago!"

The Governor's Mansion and the Beijing Mansion are pale in appearance, with dossiers in hand, and ironclad evidence.

I don't have to think about it, I already know in my heart that such a big formation today is not for the snow ahead, but for the two of us.

The Governor's Mansion and the Beijing Mansion walked out of the Dragon and Tiger case, knelt under Yan Xiaomei's eyes, and begged bitterly: "My lord, there is something strange about this matter, don't listen to the words of the snow ahead!"

"Sixteen years ago, because of a love word, Lord Qian's family was killed, whose confession should he listen to today!" Yan Xiaomei was stunned and burst into tears.

"Ouchi Mansion!" Yan Xiaomei roared in tears.

"Brothers, they're all here!"

"I'm going to cut two old thieves with a thousand knives!" the steel teeth almost crushed.

The swords flew everywhere, like a blizzard.

The masters of the Ouchi Mansion gathered on the public trial platform and held down the two thief officials.

The left knife cuts the leg, the right knife cuts the hand, the last knife gouges out the eyes, and the next knife cuts the feet.

Blood splattered, screaming and tearing, attracting bursts of applause from everyone!

"Snow ahead!" Yan Xiaomei roared to the sky: "Cut off the head of the old thief and hang the flag tower of the capital!"

Yan Xiaomei threw a thin long knife at Xue'er.

Xue'er jumped up, the snow was boundless, and no one could see.

After the silver glow faded, the two old thieves were headless, and only the mangled corpses remained.

Yan Xiaomei kicked over the Dragon and Tiger case, lifted the two corpses, and threw them out of the silver net.

Roar: "Ten thousand arrows pierce the heart!"

The blood of the forbidden army of the Governor's Mansion was boiling, and their hands were already itchy, and countless cold arrows pierced the corpse of the dog official.

"Listen, people!" Yan Xiaomei heroically shouted: "Today's killing of the ministers of the imperial court is all done by me Yan Xiaomei alone, and has nothing to do with other people, please be a witness!"

There was a roar, the mountains and the sea responded, and the people saw this show happily and shouted: "I am willing to write a blood letter for Lord Yan to ask for my life!"

The catchers of the Great Inner Mansion gathered around Yan Xiaomei with blood knives, and the hero laughed: "Today is so happy, brothers don't say hurtful words, if the emperor is to blame, let's die together!"

In the depths of the winter fog, Lingyin Qiao asked, "Your Majesty, will you blame them?"

The emperor swallowed the bitterness and remorseful: "I only hate that I failed to review Lord Qian's anti-poetry case back then, and missed the good minister." ”