After the rebirth, the queen took the Meiqiang tragedy script

Chapter 6 Trial
On the sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the temperature suddenly dropped.

Just after dawn, the Dongshun Avenue in front of Dali Temple was under martial law. Every three steps on both sides of the road, there was an official with a long soldier standing straight and serious, which made people feel afraid.

The hawkers who set up their stalls in the early days were driven aside by the officials, and gathered together to watch the excitement.

"I have set up a stall here for more than a year and have never seen such a big battle."

"It is estimated that one of the elders above committed a crime."

"Such a big battle, can't you be a master above the third rank?"

"Don't listen to his nonsense, the battle is not because of the offender, but because of the judge. My nephew is working in Dali Temple. He said that the master of the cabinet is coming to judge the case today. They were busy until midnight yesterday."

"Isn't your nephew selling charcoal in Changshoufang? When did he work as an errand in Dali Temple?"

"Look at what you said. My nephew was working for the government. The charcoal he sells is all high-quality silver filigree charcoal, which burns without any smoke. It's only for the imperial government. You think it's yours?" Is it the black charcoal burned in the top of the kang, not to mention the blackened wall, even your old face has been smoked and discolored." The little old man who was talking rubbed his hands that were a little red from the cold in the cold morning wind, his expression But he was full of complacency, seeing the people around him laughing, he deliberately lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, "My nephew didn't come back until midnight last night. He said that the temperature is cooling down today, and Dali Temple temporarily needs a large amount of silver silk." For carbon. I heard that Minister Gu wants to come."

The expressions of the onlookers suddenly became clear.

Although these street vendors can't tell what the cabinet is, and they don't know what Gu Shihai's official position is in the court, they know that the mansion of Gu's mansion is the most luxurious in Shengjing, and the carriage of Gu's family is the most magnificent in Shengjing. Yes, even the servants of Gu's mansion are three times richer than others when they go shopping.Being so arrogant at the feet of the emperor must be a big shot in the court.

When Ye Qinghuai arrived at Dali Temple, Chenzheng had already passed, and the presiding judge and jury officials were already in place.Ye Qinghuai's observer seat was on the left hand side of the presiding judge, and Gu Shihai sat on her corresponding right side.

This was her first visit to Dali Temple, and the hall of the interrogation was much smaller than she imagined, but the decoration was exquisite and thoughtful.Each chair with pear wood armrests is arranged as a warm chair, and a small brazier is placed in the drawer under the seat to warm the whole seat.The tea bowl on the case is Yizhou's pumpkin tribute tea, which is known as the king of Yizhou tea, and one dollar can be worth a farmer's harvest for a year.

Ye Qinghuai sat on the warm and comfortable seat, sniffing the fragrance of tea, and couldn't help frowning.

This is not Dali Temple, it looks like a warm pavilion in the harem.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Ge, my lords, since the time has come, the humble ministers will begin." The presiding judge is Lu Wenxu, Minister of Dali Temple. He has sat in this position for five or six years. No fault, he has his own way of being an official.

Gu Shihai turned his head to the side, nodded impatiently, and Lu Wenxu started the three-division trial.

After Li Wenqing disappeared, Ye Qinghuai sent the palace guards to check his whereabouts, and got a report saying that he had returned home to recuperate from illness.Ye Qinghuai asked Taiqing Pavilion to write an urgent letter to Lianghua, his hometown, to ask the local magistrate, but there has been no reply yet.

But Ye Qinghuai didn't expect much from this urgent delivery.If she guessed right, Li Wenqing didn't return to his hometown at all, and he didn't even get sick.

In a place where the law of heaven is so clear under the feet of the emperor, there are actually people who are so rampant that they rob the court's fourth-rank ministers in the street.

Ye Qinghuai found it ridiculous.

Therefore, she attached great importance to this three-division trial.

Li Wenqing must have known something, which made some people restless, and they did not hesitate to take risks to prevent him from participating in this interrogation.

All mysteries will be revealed in this trial.

Dali Siqing slammed Ye Qinghuai's thoughts back, and she heard Lu Wenxu shouting imposingly from her side: "Bring the suspect!"

Several figures appeared in the dazzling sunlight outside the hall.Amidst the sound of heavy iron chains, an old man with gray hair walked slowly towards the lobby under the escort of two servants from one left and one right.

The three of them were against the light, far away, unable to see clearly.

Ye Qinghuai narrowed her eyes slightly, and unconsciously tightened the corners of her mouth.

The old man walked into the lobby with some hunches, and his face appeared from the sunlight.

Square face, eight-character eyes, and a brown age spot under the right eye, which is not dark in color.

Ye Qinghuai's eyes suddenly enlarged, and she gasped silently, only feeling her ears buzzing like thunder.

Because of this face she knew.

To be precise, she knew her in her previous life.

After Lu Yanchen and Ding You returned home in the previous life, the Taiqing Pavilion re-elected another person to be Ye Qinghuai's emperor teacher.

Named Song Zhe, born in Yizhou, aged 56, is said to be a great Confucian from Xiangxue, but in Ye Qinghuai's memory, he was just a sour old man who followed the scriptures without any real talents and learning.

He served as Ye Qinghuai's teacher in Wenxuan Palace for three months, and Ye Qinghuai felt bored and stopped going to class.

Ye Qinghuai still clearly remembered his appearance.

Square face, eight-character eyes, and a brown age spot under the right eye, which is not dark in color.

Even though he was haggard at the moment, with disheveled temple hair and shackles on his hands and feet, Ye Qinghuai still recognized him at a glance.

Under the scorching eyes of the emperor in disbelief, the manacled old man knelt obediently and lowered his head.

"Wang Lisong, this time the three divisions will be interrogated. The sky is bright and the sun is shining. You must answer truthfully what I ask you. You must not hide a single word. The court will definitely not wrong you." Lu Wenxu's voice was particularly majestic.

"Sinner, kowtow to thank heaven." After the old man finished speaking, he kowtowed.

But Ye Qinghuai just stared straight at him, his eyes turned from scorching sun to cold winter, as cold as today's weather.

The interrogation in the hall was very smooth, Lu Wenxu was persuasive, and "Wang Lisong" pleaded guilty and obeyed the law.

Ye Qinghuai didn't hear a word.

She thought differently, how Song Zhe, a great Confucian in Xiangxue in the previous life, changed into Wang Lisong in this life.

If it wasn't someone in the previous life who was playing tricks, it was someone in this life who wanted to hide the truth.

This thought also flashed in Ye Qinghuai's mind. Could it be that someone in the previous life played tricks and sent Wang Lisong to Wenxuan Palace with a different identity?
However, this idea was quickly rejected by her.

Not to mention that when Song Zhe taught Ye Qinghuai in Wenxuan Hall in his previous life, Wang Lisong should have been locked in the prison all the time.Even if Ye Qinghuai didn't notice that Wang Lisong was acquitted and the Taiqing Pavilion wanted to send him into the palace as the emperor's teacher, there was absolutely no need to spend a lot of time arranging a false identity.

What's more, based on what Ye Qinghuai has seen and heard in the past few days, since Wang Lisong dared to write books and criticize the court, how could he be a fool who followed the scriptures when he was in the emperor's teacher?
So there is only one possibility.

The "Wang Lisong" in front of him was a fake, it was Song Zhe who assumed the identity of the Literary School's sacrificial wine.

Wang Lisong has been making sacrificial wine in a literary school for more than ten years, and most of them were from a literary school in the court of Chinese officials.

However, the whole interrogation was so smooth and quiet.It seemed that the one kneeling there was the real Wang Lisong.

The corners of Ye Qinghuai's eyes couldn't help shaking.The silver charcoal in the warm chair under her body was still burning, but she felt a chill down her spine.

Ye Qinghuai suddenly understood why Li Wenqing claimed that he was ill, and what prevented him from attending the tribunal.

Because this joint trial was originally a big play, a play for Ye Qinghuai to watch alone. In this play, except for Ye Qinghuai, the audience, everyone else was an actor.

She calmly looked at the ministers in the hall one by one.

Among these people, there is the second assistant of the dynasty, the minister of the Ministry of punishment, the minister of Dali temple, the doctor of Yushitai, and the important officials of humerus in the six departments.

Ye Qinghuai clenched her hands under her sleeves, and at some point, her palms were already covered in sweat.

From the previous life to the present life, she always felt that although the courtiers were not very honest and upright, most of them were loyal pillars that could be learned from.

Until this moment, she suddenly realized that perhaps what she had seen was just a picture scroll full of flowers, and under the picture scroll was the bone-bone reality.

Now, she unintentionally opened a corner of the picture scroll.

Fear rose in Ye Qinghuai's heart.

Even in her previous life, when the rebel army entered the city and killed herself, she never had such fear.

Sitting there at this moment, she only felt that there was a false grand scene behind her, and a dark abyss in front of her eyes, and the abyss was filled with a dangerous atmosphere.

How deep the abyss was, she didn't know.

Ye Qinghuai listened to the whole interrogation in a daze like this.

"Wang Lisong" pleaded guilty and dismissed, exiled to Leizhou, Gu Shihai, as the cabinet assistant, drafted the decree on the spot, and Ye Qinghuai personally approved the procedure.

Ye Qinghuai looked at the cursive edict handed to him, paused, and said, "I didn't carry the seal with me, I plan to send it to Jingshou Palace. I will stamp the seal and let the Taiqing Pavilion issue the document."

Gu Shihai raised his head and glanced at Ye Qinghuai in surprise, and seeing that her expression was normal, he lowered his head again and said, "The old minister leads the order."

(End of this chapter)