Chapter 514

As soon as Kong Changhui's face changed, he was so surprised that he immediately stood up with a "miso" from his chair, thinking that he would have a joint hearing in the third Hall tomorrow. What is Xiao Yanjun doing in Dali temple now?

Before he went down the hall, Xiao Yanjun had come to the door.

He glanced at Tongbing's servant. Although his face was filled with a smile, his tone was quite cold: "didn't you stop communicating? What can I do if I disturb Lord Kong in handling the case?"

Kong Changhui hurriedly walked down the hall to salute. While his eyes indicated that the servant would step down, he smiled and said, "don't worry, don't worry, Lord Yu is serious. He should pass the message so that the lower official can meet you outside the temple."

Xiao Yanjun didn't embarrass the servant. He turned to Kong Changhui and smiled: "so, is this king wrong?"

Kong Changhui showed a frightened expression on his face and quickly gave another salute: "how is it possible that Lord Yu sympathized with the lower officials. It was because the lower officials didn't greet each other, so it was impolite."

Xiao Yanjun didn't know whether he was too lazy to talk nonsense with him or attracted by the man kneeling in the hall. He raised his feet and walked over, looked up and down, and sneered: "is this torture?"

Kong Changhui hurried forward to defend: "no, no, that's it..."

But Kong Changhui looked at the man's miserable appearance and glanced at Xiao Yanjun's face. He saw that you lied to ghosts on his face. The voice was getting smaller and smaller

Fortunately, Xiao Yanjun didn't continue to ask, but asked, "how's the case going?"

Kong Changhui asked Guan Xi to serve tea, and replied, "isn't this the right trial? I need more advice from Lord Yu tomorrow."

Xiao Yanjun hissed: "tomorrow, the king will come to watch. I want to come to Lord Kong to be fair. I hope I can't use the king's advice."

Kong Changhui smiled, "I'll try my best, try my best..."

Xiao Yanjun raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "let's go."

Kong Changhui looked stunned: "where, where to go?"

Xiao Yanjun frowned slightly: "naturally, go and have a look at the little Marquis of our Xiao state."

Kong Changhui's face changed and he was not sure of his intention to come. When he saw Guan Xi coming to offer tea, he wanted to keep him and let Guan Xi report a letter first.

As soon as he read this, he winked at Guan Xi, took the tea and offered it with both hands: "Lord Yu, drink a cup of hot tea first, moisten his throat and go to the office before taking you."

Xiao Yanjun was disgusted. Sinan immediately came forward and stopped: "our Lord can't get used to your coarse tea."

Kong Changhui's face was blushing. His holding hand stiffened, and he collected it: "yes, yes."

Xiao Yanjun's face showed a trace of impatience. Sinan then said, "hurry up, Lord Kong?"

Kong Changhui couldn't refuse, so he had to grind and haw put down the tea and went to the front to lead the way.

Xiao Yanjun went to the door of the stone chamber and saw Guan Xi standing outside the door. He sneered and sneered at Kong Changhui in front: "the reason why Lord Kong took small steps is to inform the public?"

Kong Changhui's body stiffened, turned around and smiled awkwardly, "Lord Yu misunderstood."

Xiao Yanjun stepped forward, bent his mouth and said happily, "it doesn't hurt to misunderstand. I want to see the young marquis in a panic."

Kong Changhui's heart sank. Xiao Yanjun didn't come well. Mingdang came towards the beginning of summer.

He was thinking about who to inform, and there came a disdainful cold hum from Xia Chu: "even if I'm going to disappoint Lord Yu, I'm doing well."

Xiao Yanjun heard the curved corners of his mouth and fell down in an instant. He brushed his sleeves and turned and stepped into the stone chamber.

After entering, I looked around and saw that in early summer, I leaned against the thick bedding, the stove was crackling by the stone bed, scattered scattered scattered books at the head of the bed, warm wine on the table, a full table of small dishes, and a large variety of tea and preserved fruit snacks on the small table next to me.

Xiao Yanjun bit his teeth and was really happy!

He dragged Kong Changhui out of the door, pulled him in, took his collar and scolded, "are the prisoners treated so well now?"

Xiao Yanjun thought that even if Feng Zhun handed him over to the censor's desk at the beginning of summer, he would not dare to treat him harshly. He might as well be a man of mercy and appear generous. In the end, he died and let him live in peace for two days.

But Xiao Yanjun didn't expect that Kong Changhui dared to serve so blatantly.

When Kong Changhui was mentioned by him, he could only bump his feet and reply: "this is not yet, not convicted. At most, he is a suspect."

"Why is Lord Yu so angry? Lord Kong is at least a third-class Dali Temple secretary. If you hold his official clothes like this, you are not afraid to lose your integrity in the emperor's ears." The tone of early summer was full of mockery.

Xiao Yanjun glanced away. He turned the bracelet on his wrist and looked down at himself. There was a sneer around his mouth, and the fire in his heart burned up.

He boasted that his self-control ability had been very good over the years, but the boy lying in bed could easily get him out of control and angry.

At this time, he just wanted to slap the annoying face in early summer and press it into the stone wall.

Xiao Yanjun managed to suppress his surging anger, clenched his teeth, loosened his hand, and patted Kong Changhui's collar heavily. The wrinkles appeared because of his pulling.

With a cold smile on his lips, he looked up at Kong Changhui, who was patted by him and coughed, and asked, "suspect? Has the one who just knelt in the hall been convicted?"

Kong Changhui was slightly stunned and immediately replied, "no, the lower officer hasn't finished the trial."

Xiao Yanjun snorted coldly, "since there is no one, it is at most a suspect who has been beaten by you, but the Lord has lived in this room. That's how Lord Kong handled the case?"

Kong Changhui waved his hand again and again: "that's different, not to mention that man, he's not a servant..."

Xiao Yanjun waved him away and then ordered, "put on the instruments of torture."

Where Kong Changhui was willing to move, he knelt down with a "plop" and begged, "don't you make me..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a deep voice in early summer scolding, "get up."

Kong Changhui opened his mouth and turned to look at the beginning of summer. He looked solemn, his eyes were full of cold, and looked at him again.

Kong Changhui had never seen such a fierce voice in early summer. He bit his teeth and could only stand up.

"You go." Xiao Yanjun ordered Sinan.

Kong Changhui watched Sinan take the order to retreat. He was very anxious and kept thinking about who could stop him, but no one could suppress the identity of Prince Xiao Yanjun

Lord!

Kong Changhui suddenly brightened his eyes. Two days ago, his Highness the king of ink came to him and asked him to arrange a secret meeting at the beginning of last summer. His Highness the king of ink must be able to stop Lord Yu!

As soon as he read this, he silently retreated to Guan Xi and was preparing to give orders, but he heard a light cough in early summer and looked up. His eyes were full of warning color and shook his head slightly at him.