In Shuntian mansion, two middle-aged men are quietly competing.
"Lord Chang, I don't know if you have any evidence that Fang Xing killed Qin Mengxue? If not, I can ignore the feelings of my colleagues. It's up to me!"
Chen Jiahui said slowly with a teacup in his hand.
Although Chang Yao was half a level lower than Chen Jiahui, his momentum was not weak at all. He sneered: "since I arrested him, I naturally have corresponding evidence. Lord Chen, you must not hinder the case because of your personal affair!"
This means that Chen Jiahui and Fang Xing's father have a deep friendship and are suspected of interfering with Chang Yao's case for favoritism.
Hearing the speech, Chen Jiahui sneered, "favoritism? But how did I hear that Qin Mengxue is a dog under your Lord Chang?"
Chang Yao disdained and said, "Lord Chen, this is shuntianfu. It's better not to show your eyes when you listen to the news!"
If someone hears this on the side, it will probably feel very strange.
Although general sentencing is only half a level higher than pushing officials, it is not comparable in terms of authority.
Some of them are equivalent to future vice mayors, who have their own division of labor and part-time jobs to assist the work of Fuyin (mayor).
Pushing officials is equivalent to the president of the court in later generations. It has a single power and is far worse than general judgment.
But Chen Jiahui knew that even the government Yin sometimes had to look at the face of the king of Han and be kind to Chang Yao, even if the king of Han might not remember that he still had Chang Yao, the official disciple.
"Lord Chang, the criminal has been brought here."
At this time, a Book office shouted outside the door. It was not taboo at all that this was the Yamen of Shangguan.
Chang Yao's eyes flashed, and he got up and said, "OK, let me see how these dressed animals got into the exam!"
Chen Jiahui said coldly, "you're a good Lord Chang. You've convicted my nephew before he's tried. Good! I'll see how you make a move today. Oh, no! My nephew is a young man. I'll keep an eye on him. Chang Yao, as long as my nephew has something wrong, regardless of his official clothes, I'll pull you down!"
No one can be executed until he has been expelled from school by the academic officer, so Chen Jiahui's words made Chang Yao's body stiff and immediately walked out of the door with a sneer.
"Adult promotion!"
With a long cry, Chang Yao came out of the back hall.
"Dong Dong Dong!"
The third class yamen soldiers were beating the ground with sticks. There was no such scene of shouting power.
Fang Xing stood under the hall and squinted. When Chang Yao sat down, he heard someone coughing outside the door. Looking back, it turned out to be Chen Xiao's father, Chen Jiahui.
Chen Jiahui gave Fang Xing a comforting look, then stood with his hands down and looked coldly at Chang Yao's deeds.
"Pa! Who's under the hall?"
Chang Yao clapped the startled wood and shouted fiercely. His power was amazing.
If you change to the time when you wake up a few months ago, your legs will be scared soft.
But now Fang Xing has long weighed the pros and cons, but said faintly: "everyone wakes up."
Chang Yao's momentum was stifled, and there was a smell of being held in mid air.
Outside the door, Chen Jiahui could not help stroking his beard and nodding. His eyes were full of appreciation.
In those vernacular novels, scholars are righteous and justified in the face of grievances, but in fact, we all know that as long as they go to court, they are brave enough to speak clearly.
But Fang Xing not only spoke clearly, but also was neither humble nor arrogant. This was more difficult, so the onlookers nodded frequently.
Fang woke up and looked at Chang Yao, with the corners of his mouth slightly cocked up, which is a manifestation of his heart.
Chang Yao was angry, especially when there were outsiders watching. He wanted to drive everyone away, but it was not easy for him to order with the senior official Chen Jiahui, otherwise Chen Jiahui had reason to insinuate that he took private revenge.
But... Chang Yao thought that Fang Xing was just a scholar. After a cold hum in his heart, he said, "Fang Xing, you went to the Huibin building at noon the day before yesterday?"
According to Chang Yao's experience in handling cases, anyone who has a ghost in his heart can certainly see some clues from his expression once he asks about his concerns. So he stared at Fang Xing with a good purpose, just trying to find doubts and flaws.
"Yes, I went to the Huibin building at noon that day."
But Fang woke up, but Chang Yao was disappointed. He didn't dodge, so he looked at Chang Yao and replied.
"Brother Dehua!"
At this time, there was a noise outside, and then Chen Xiao ran over with oil sweat on his face. Looking at his panting appearance, it was mostly the news he had just got.
Seeing Fang Xing standing under the hall, Chen Xiao rolled up his sleeves and was ready to rush in.
"Cough!"
After a dry cough, Chen Xiao looked to the side and immediately walked over, but said angrily, "father, why don't you save brother Dehua?"
"Fool!"
Chen Jiahui scolded and then warned, "look at me well and don't talk too much! Otherwise you'll look good at home."
Chen Xiao lowered his head in frustration, but he heard footsteps again. Looking back, it turned out to be Ma su.
Masu was also panting and covered with dust.
"... the official asked you why you poisoned Qin Mengxue? Say! Otherwise, the official will let you know what the heart is like iron and the law is like a furnace!"
"Dong Dong Dong!"
The power killing staff of the third class yamen service began to strike again, and the spirit of killing shrouded Fang Xing, but he just shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Sir, why should I kill Qin Mengxue? Where is the evidence?"
If he is an ordinary person, then Chang Yao can order and punish him at this time, but Fang Xing is raising people. Unless he invites an academic officer to peel Fang Xing's Confucian shirt, he really doesn't dare to do it. Otherwise, Chang Yao is the public enemy of scholars all over the world.
Chang yaoleng hummed, "it seems that you don't shed tears without seeing the coffin! Good! I will help you and give a witness."
witness?
Fang Xingxiao is very kind. In the eyes of outsiders, this is the literary spirit of scholars. He is not nervous at all.
At a moment, two men timidly came in, knelt on the ground and shouted master.
Fang Xing didn't know the two people, but looked at Chang Yao coldly.
"Do you two recognize him?"
Chang Yao pointed to Fang Xing and asked.
The two men looked up at Fang Xing carefully and said, "yes, sir, this man went to the Huibin building for dinner at noon that day. There were two people with him."
After hearing this, Chang Yao smiled and said, "Fang Xing, what else do you have to say?"
Fang woke up speechless and looked up at the sky. He said faintly, "dare you ask, sir, is that Qin Mengxue eating in the Huibin building with me at the same time?"
"Exactly!"
Chang Yao's eyes twinkled with the pride of cat playing mouse.
Fang Xing still said calmly: "then according to the adult's method, all the people in the Huibin building at noon that day were suspected. Why did you just take me?"
"That's reasonable."
Chen Xiao said with a grin, "if Lord Chang dies in the lobby today, aren't we all murderers?"
Chen Jiahui shouted, "shut up!" but his expression betrayed him.
——Well said, well said!