Looking back at the people in early summer, I smiled calmly. The smile was pure, just like the blooming stamens and new willow branches.

A pair of star eyes are as clear as glass immersed in a clear spring, which makes people feel clean and beautiful. They can't bear to scold loudly, let alone point out.

Of course, some people react briefly and continue to shout, but interrupt others' appreciation and make public anger.

While Jiewu focused on those few people and raised a gesture. The subordinates hidden in the crowd gathered towards them one after another and detained them without trace.

At the beginning of summer, he turned to look at Xiao Yanjun and raised his chin provocatively. Who wouldn't show off his appearance.

Xiao Yanjun disdained to turn his head and smiled politely at the people outside: "it seems that the little Marquis doesn't intend to kneel."

Outside the hall, I thought of the people 'hissing' together, which was obviously stronger than the sensory impact I had just received.

At the beginning of summer, I sighed slightly. It seems that it looks better. It is indeed more effective than ordinary good-looking.

After sighing, he took advantage of the gap between the people and Xiao Yanjun.

At the beginning of the summer, he walked up to him, looked down at him and said, "when I entered the palace at the beginning of the year, the emperor sympathized with my weakness and specially ordered daoen not to kneel. Since then, I don't have to kneel when I saw the emperor. Prince Yu claims that he is heavier than the emperor? If so, why don't I kneel for you."

At the beginning of summer, the three people in the hall had long been silly and shouted, "you can't make me..."

Although Xiao Yanjun didn't say anything, his right hand was unwilling to stop on the hand of lifting the clothes in early summer, biting his teeth and saying, "I don't mean that."

His pupils are tiny and intersect with his four eyes in early summer. The eyes of both sides reveal their own meaning.

Xiao Yanjun was angry and deliberately misinterpreted his meaning at the beginning of summer: "this king means to let the little Marquis respect the three halls."

At the beginning of the summer, he turned his head and looked at the three people in the hall. The three people waved their hands together in a hurry. Kong Changhui naturally grabbed the way: "since the emperor has given permission, the little marquis is is now just a suspect, so he will be exempted, exempted."

When he finished, he also looked at Jing Qibin and Feng Zhun. The two people replied: "what Lord Kong said is very true, very true."

At the beginning of summer, Yu Guang glanced at Xiao Yanjun, returned the look he just disdained, and walked back to the hall. When he turned around, he just bumped into Xiao Zimu's eyes sitting directly opposite Xiao Yanjun.

At the beginning of summer, Xiao Zimu tried his best to bring out a smile, but his heart was very bitter.

He couldn't do anything. Even at this moment, he was given a comforting smile at the beginning of summer

When Kong Changhui saw that he had returned to his original position at the beginning of summer and had his spare time to wait, he greeted the two people around him: "shall we continue?"

Jing Qibin and Feng Zhun quickly responded: "please, Lord Kong."

Kong Changhui looked down and asked in a deep voice, "young Marquis, you have been accused of burning a corpse. Do you plead guilty?"

Everyone held their breath at this moment. In early summer, they could even hear the sound of snow outside the hall.

He gently raised his eyes, slightly bent the corners of his lips, and enunciated clearly: "don't recognize."

After saying these two words, I heard a breath in and out of the hall.

However, the corners of Xiao Yanjun's mouth also rose slightly at this time.

Others couldn't see clearly, but Xiao Zimu sat right opposite him and saw it clearly. His heart sank, inexplicably suffocating and flustered.

Kong Changhui startled: "summon witness Tian Shu."

Taking advantage of the gap in the summons, Kong Changhui explained to the court that there was no specific prosecutor in the case in early summer. It was a group that formed a wide influence and received the attention of the emperor.

Therefore, the Dali Temple collected many evidences, and it was among them that cardinal Tian took the initiative to go to court to accuse.

The people in the hall nodded their heads to show their understanding. After a while, the Yamen service sent up a middle-aged man. After entering the hall, he knelt on his knees: "Cao min Tian Shu, I've seen you adults."

Kong Changhui asked in a deep voice, "you identified the one next to you?"

Tian Shu looked up, swallowed his saliva, nodded and replied, "yes."

Kong Changhui then shouted, "do you know who he is? If his words are false, you can't afford the consequences!"

Tian Shu kowtowed, crawled, his forehead still stuck to the ground, clenched his teeth and said, "the grass people know that he is the legitimate son of the Xiahou mansion in early Xia and a little marquis. The grass people dare not lie. He burned the bodies of all the soldiers..."

Outside Dali temple.

Heavy snow and strong wind raged.

The people standing outside the fence watching the excitement turned their eyes to those relatives and family members. They shouted the most fiercely a few days ago. Now they haven't said a word. Zhao Xingwen whispered with them from time to time.

Tian Shu didn't make a fuss outside the hall, but let the right side of the hall make a lot of comments.

Kong Changhui in the hall looked at the courtiers and whispered to each other. It was not easy to shoot the startled wood. He could only cough twice.

But the ministers did not buy him a third grade Dali Temple secretary's account. What should be said and discussed should be discussed.

Until Xie Jiming snorted coldly and suddenly scolded, "it seems that all adults have ideas. If you don't go to that hall to say it."

Xie Jiming's voice was not very loud, but it was very abrupt.

Kong Changhui heard this and felt very confident. This is Dali temple. He is the Secretary of Dali temple and the chief judge appointed by the emperor. He is afraid of farts.

Therefore, Kong Changhui looked cold and asked the ministers, "is there any adult who will try the case for me in Dali temple?"

The ministers looked at each other, but no one dared to speak out. Seeing that they were quiet, Kong Changhui looked at the beginning of summer: "I don't know how the little Marquis refuted this designation?"

"Why should I argue? He said there with empty mouth and white teeth, I need to argue? If I say that the fire was set by Lord Yu, how can Lord Yu argue my identification?" Standing there in early summer, the clouds are light and the wind is light,

Finally, he turned to Xiao Yanjun and raised his chin.

Xiao Yanjun didn't retort, and even looked back at him with a narrow smile.

"The little Marquis disappeared in Chang'an after the Lantern Festival. He disguised himself as Yi Rong and went to Hanyang under the pseudonym of Yi Dao. He entered the Zhao military camp and became a military doctor. After the war between Hu Bing and Zhao military, he held a bonfire barbecue to celebrate his victory. However, he took advantage of this opportunity, drugged everyone and burned all the bodies at night." Tian Shu knelt there and didn't look up until now.

He covered his chest with grief and said angrily: "the fire burned all night, and the fire was all over the sky. The next day, General Zhao also issued a sea arrest order, which the whole people of Hanyang city can testify."