The princess is coquettish and coquettish, conquering the emperor's master

Chapter 47 Innocent
All the officials said in unison: "Yes, Your Highness."

After getting up, Yu Wenjing said impatiently to his subordinates: "Hurry up and get a chair for His Highness to rest!"

"Yes Yes."

Afterwards, Yu Wenjing took the test paper from Gu Huai'an, and compared it with the handwriting on the clothes, it was indeed exactly the same.

Yu Wenjing glanced at Meng Qing from the corner of her eye, and reached out to stroke her beard.This little princess is clearly here to support Shen Hanzhang, for fear that they will wrong Shen Hanzhang by fabricating perjury evidence.

However, the handwriting was similar, and the evidence was conclusive. Even if she was Her Royal Highness, no matter how powerful she was, it would be of no avail.

He snapped: "Bring Shen Hanzhang up!"

Above the courtroom, Yu Wenjing and Gu Huai'an sat in charge, and the left and right servants, including Meng Qing, took their seats on both sides.

With just a cup of tea, Shen Hanzhang was brought up.

The moment Meng Qing saw him, her heart skipped a beat, and her eyes fell on the boy, unable to move for a long time.

He was still so cold and aloof, dressed in prison clothes, still standing upright, proud.In particular, a red wreath at the end of her hair hangs down on her chest, her brows and eyes are extremely calm, and she is serious.

Shen Hanzhang stood where he was, unwilling to kneel down.

He proudly scanned the courtroom for a week, and he couldn't help but be surprised that besides a few men who tried the case, there was a girl named Jiao Didi.

The eyes of the two collided, one eye was hot and flowing, the other was cold and aloof and indifferent, like some kind of past life entanglement, made his heart twitch with fear, and his whole body trembled with pain.

Meng Qing never thought in this life that the two of them would meet again in this kind of place.

"Bold Shen Hanzhang! Why don't you kneel in the courtroom?"

Shen Hanzhang looked away and looked at Yu Wenjing coldly.

"The grassroots are innocent, why should they kneel?"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the courtroom, causing Yu Wenjing to scold angrily, "What an innocence! See for yourself! Is this still called innocence?"

After all, he threw the evidence at Shen Hanzhang's feet and glared.

Meng Qing frowned, slightly dissatisfied.

"Master Yuwen, don't scare people, speak well!" She bit the last four words seriously, and there was a warning in her words.

Yu Wenjing, who was touched, trembled all over, and sweat began to break out on his forehead, so he took out an embroidered handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the sweat.

"Yes, sir, I remember."

As soon as the screen turned, Shen Hanzhang looked at the so-called "evidence", his face changed slightly.

Yu Wenjing restrained herself a lot, triumphantly, "Is there nothing else to say?"

He stared at the criminal evidence under his feet in a daze, as if he never thought that there would be such perjury. He sneered, "Why do you want to incriminate the crime? The handwriting on this clothes is not the handwriting of grass-roots people!"

Gu Huai'an was dubious, "You said it wasn't your handwriting, but it's no different from the words on your test paper. You have to know that there are no lies in the court. If you don't recruit the truth, you will only get a court rod punishment."

Shen Hanzhang flicked the tail of his hair, still disdainful.

He said: "The grassroots are not guilty."

Yu Wenjing almost wanted to slap the gavel, but he didn't dare to act presumptuously because Meng Qing was still there.

"That's all, this matter needs to be investigated again, so keep it."

"and many more."

Although the girl's voice was clear and melodious, she did not lose her momentum.

Several people looked at her in search of sound.

Meng Qing nodded to several officials and said, "Can you show me the physical evidence?"

Shen Hanzhang stared at her, not knowing what she was going to do.

But inexplicably, the more he looked at her, the more familiar she became, and he felt like he had seen her somewhere before...

"Natural nature."

Yu Wenjing signaled his subordinates to pick up the evidence and pass it to Meng Qing.

After Meng Qing took it, she looked through the evidence carefully to see if there were any clues.

The handwriting is indeed the same.

The clothes are also the same as his stature, and they are indeed his clothes...

Did someone sneak into his house and take his clothes and imitate his handwriting?Lin Shubao had no grievances or enmities with him, so why did he try to harm him?Tired of him going to jail?
This made her very puzzled.

Meng Qing raised her head, her eyes were quite serious, "My princess asks you, what is your relationship with Lin Shubao?"

As she expected.

"No."

Then this is even more strange...

The son of the supervisor of Shanglinyuan, who is humble and soft-spoken, cannot frame him. Once the truth is found out, he will definitely ruin his own future.

Could it be that someone instigated it?

If someone instigates it, then it makes sense, unless this person has a high position in the court and is sure that Shen Hanzhang will never turn around, then Lin Shubao will make a dangerous move.

She continued: "Then have you offended anyone in Yujing recently?"

Shen Hanzhang shook his head and denied, "Since I entered Beijing, I have been living in Liufu on Shentan Lane. Sometimes I would drink a cup of tea in Shaoling Tower when I went out. I didn't offend anyone."

This is difficult...

He said he didn't offend anyone, so who wants to punish him?

Or is it that he won the Huiyuan, and some people are jealous?

When Meng Qing looked at the clothes in her hand and hesitated, she suddenly smelled a fragrance of ink mixed with a faint fragrance of plum from the evidence.

The smell was very familiar, as if I had smelled it somewhere before.

Her pupils shrank, and she put the two pieces of evidence on the tip of her nose and sniffed lightly. Everyone was puzzled by her action.

"But what did you find?"

Meng Qing kept silent, still comparing carefully. On the test paper, she could only smell the faint fragrance of pure ink, but on the clothes, she could smell the faint fragrance of plum mixed with the fragrance of ink.

Obviously, the ink sticks used or the water used are quite different between the two.

It's just that ink ingots mixed with plum fragrance are usually used by rich and noble families. How can a poor scholar like Shen Hanzhang have the money to buy this kind of ink ingots?

She put down the two items and said, "Master Gu, please send someone to Shen Hanzhang's residence to bring all the pens, inks, papers and inkstones."

"it is good."

"Come on."

The subordinates of Dali Temple came out one by one.

"Go to Shen Hanzhang's residence and bring all his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, don't miss it!"

"Yes!"

The subordinates of Dali Temple hurried away.

Shen Hanzhang had a pair of gentle deer eyes, but he couldn't see the word "warm" in his eyes, only a sense of sadness as if he had gone through vicissitudes.

He stared at her, not understanding why she helped him like this.

Meng Qing smiled at him, signaling him to calm down and not to worry.

She glanced at Yu Wenjing contemptuously, "Master Yuwen, look, how tired Shen Hanzhang is standing up, let him rest on a chair."

Yu Wenjing was sweating profusely, dripping non-stop.

"Come here! Give... er... Shen Hanzhang a chair!"

Why!Hard work for the workers!

It is not easy to not only look at the emperor's face, but also the little princess's face!

About half an hour passed, and the subordinates of Dali Temple finally came back.

Meng Qing waited very anxiously.

They showed Meng Qing all the items Shen Hanzhang had used.

I thought she wanted to read the words, but I didn't expect that she would smell all the ink-stained things one after another.

"This is……"

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