"Remember...remember." The man had already lost his mind. Only the man himself, Zhao Changyuan and an uneasy young girl hiding in the crowd knew the secret. Zhao Changyuan saw this guy keep sticking up behind the girl from afar.
, after the girl went elsewhere, the man saw Gong Yueyue again, his eyes could not hide the obscenity.
"What's your move called? One Yang Finger? Or... Powerful Vajra Finger? Teach me! Teach me!" Gong Yueyue asked him excitedly along the way.
The evil fire he had been holding back for a long time finally dissipated, he felt extremely comfortable, and returned to his usual bright smile: "None of them. If you want to learn, I will teach you tonight."
When he reached the yamen gate, he was about to take off his cloak and bring her in, but he happened to meet Mr. Song.
Mr. Song is a typical Confucian official who never dares to be rude: "Hey, isn't this General Zhao? This official is so polite!"
Zhao Changyuan felt a little uncomfortable when someone who was two rounds older than him had to be so groveling to him: "My lord, no courtesy."
Master Song asked with a smile on his face: "Are you here to escort Madam?"
"Well, let's take a look at who this Eastern Capital Hero is."
"Oh! Then don't stand here. It's windy outside. You might as well go into the hall together and listen to the trial. With your official authority, are you afraid that you can't suppress the arrogance of these thieves?" It's not that the thieves are arrogant.
, there are too many people who support the thieves and cannot be ignored. Mr. Song is under a lot of pressure this time, for fear that something will happen and the emperor will take action again.
"I think it's not necessary..." Zhao Changyuan felt that it was not appropriate.
Yueyue tugged on his sleeve: "Mr., it's so cold outside." Her eyes were filled with distress.
Mr. Song quickly helped: "That's right, you see what Madam has said, come in quickly."
"Okay." How could he refuse his wife?
Pan Zhuqing took a shower and changed clothes early in the morning, feeling brand new, but the fatigue in his heart could not be washed away. So when he saw Zhao Changyuan being led into the court by Mr. Song, the surprise, surprise and displeasure on his face were almost frozen.
"Why is he here?" Pan Zhuqing grabbed Xue Jiu and asked in a forced voice.
Xue Jiu responded in a low voice: "It seems that Mr. Song invited me."
Anger made his already bloodshot eyes even more cloudy: "The man named Song was afraid that I, Pan, would not be able to protect him, so he brought all the living soldier symbols here."
Qi returned to Qi, and he would never forget his superficial skills. He walked forward and exchanged greetings with Zhao Changyuan before taking their seats and waiting for the meeting to begin.
He hates Zhao Changyuan, and Zhao Changyuan doesn't care about him either. Just because he uses innocent people to set up dragnets to lure chivalrous people into arrest, Zhao Changyuan knows that he will not be a kind person. Compared with him, Pan Eishao is many times more lovable. He thinks that officials are dirty,
I would rather not be an official than let myself be polluted.
So after the meeting started, when the old man Gu, who was in ragged clothes and trembling when he walked, was escorted into the hall by two government servants, Zhao Changyuan was so annoyed that he couldn't help but glance at Pan Zhuqing opposite.
The onlookers standing outside the door expressed disbelief when they looked at this weak "Eastern Capital Hero" and started talking about it.
Master Song slapped the hall, and there was a sudden silence: "Who is kneeling in the hall? Tell me your name!"
Old Man Gu straightened up his thin body and replied in a calm manner: "Gu Zhongyi, a villain, is from Luoyang."
Master Song nodded: "I would like to ask you, where are you between Haishi and Zishi on June 23 this year?"
"Sir, I was at Liu Yuanwai's house at the time." After Old Man Gu finished speaking, Pan Zhuqing almost jumped out of his chair in shock, and Zhao Changyuan was also a little confused.
Mr. Song then interrogated: "What were you doing in other people's homes so late at night? Please tell me clearly before I can!"
Pan Zhuqing grabbed the armrest of the armchair and was sweating. He had a premonition that the old man might be up to something.
Sure enough, "The young man injured the officer and stole a thousand taels of silver from his family!" Old Man Gu said this in a straight and eloquent manner, and everyone in the hall and outside the door burst into an uproar.
Mr. Song was completely confused. This old man did not look like a murderer. It was very strange when Pan Zhuqing arrested him. Now that the situation has developed to this point, Monk Zhang Er is even more confused: "That is to say, you admit that Liu Yuan's wife's house was stolen.
Did you handle the case?"
"The kid did it." Old Man Gu raised his head, his eyes full of pride.
Mr. Song rubbed his brows: "You also left a letter at that time. Do you still remember the content of the letter?"
Old Man Gu spread his hands and said: "I don't remember, it's been too long. Sir, please don't judge me. I am the Dongdu Xia. It is absolutely true and false." His voice became louder and louder as he spoke at the end.
, there was another uproar of noise outside the door.
An extremely hard-to-detect sneer curled up at the corner of Pan Zhuqing's lips. Now that things have come to this, the original plan can only be changed. Old Man Gu wants to be a folk hero, so let's make it happen.
Zhao Changyuan looked at the weak figure kneeling in the hall and couldn't help but feel awe. He knew in his heart that this old man was using his own life to repay Dongdu Xia's kindness.
The crowd was stunned, and everything became quiet again. Mr. Song continued to interrogate: "Since you admit that you are the Dongdu Xia, then a year ago, Lou Zhixian of Jiangling Prefecture died at home, and the murderer boldly left a letter claiming to be the Dongdu Xia.
Is that what you did too?"
Old Man Gu straightened his chin and tilted his little head: "The younger one only admitted that he was a Dongdu hero. It's been too long and I don't remember other things."
Mr. Song was so angry at his slightly arrogant attitude that he grabbed the punishment lot from the lot holder, pointed it at him and said, "Don't remember? Do you think that if you don't remember a word, I will have nothing to do with you?"
If I don’t use some punishment on you, it seems your memory won’t get better.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he found that Zhao Changyuan was turning his head and looking at him with squinted eyes, with an expression that he couldn't understand at all. He held the punishment sign in his hand and threw it, and it didn't matter if he didn't throw it away. After thinking twice, he put the punishment sign back.
Zhao Changyuan then softened his expression and turned back.
"I'll let you go for the time being, so that you won't have to suffer the consequences of your old age. However, I can tell you that Dongdu Xia has committed crimes many times, and both the techniques and handwriting are from the same person. If you are really Dongdu Xia
, I will definitely report to the court, you will not escape the death penalty!" I really couldn't bear to see an innocent person die unjustly, but old man Gu was stubborn, so Mr. Song had no choice but to say ugly things in front of him, hoping to make him sober up."
I want to ask you for the last time, are you a Dongdu hero?"
"It's the grassroots!" Gu Zhongyi raised his head and answered with a smile.
A few days ago, Gu Zhongyi's daughter came to visit him with her future husband. The young man was of noble character and good looks, and treated his daughter like a jewel. I thought that Gu Zhongyi had been poor and helpless all his life, and he only had such a daughter.
, I have suffered for more than ten years, and my life was almost ruined by that beast named Liu. During the time of suffering, no relatives or friends around me helped the father and daughter. Only Dongdu Xia, this couple
A person who has never been exposed has given his father and daughter help in times of need. Only in exchange for his daughter's current happiness.
Originally, Gu Zhongyi had never thought about taking the blame for his benefactor. But yesterday, in prison, Pan Zhuqing asked him to publicly accuse Dongdu Xia of slandering his benefactor. After thinking about it, he finally understood that when he was arrested this time, he was used as bait to lure his benefactor into taking the bait.
, the government wants to put Dongdu Xia to death! It’s just that Gu Zhongyi is unable to repay his kindness. How can he be the kind of beast that repays kindness with hatred and kills his benefactor? In this case, he might as well give up this life and exchange it for Dongdu Xia’s.
To survive, let him benefit more weak people.
Thinking of this, Gu Zhongyi's expression became even more resolute, as if his humble life had become glorious and bright at this moment. He raised his chin and for the first time proudly glanced at the gentlemen sitting in the hall.
Everyone looked at him differently. There was Pan Zhuqing's indifference, Master Song's helplessness, the detectives' disdain and surprise, and there was another, a handsome man he had never seen before, whose eyes were full of what Gu Zhongyi wanted most at the moment.
The admiration seen.
Master Song lowered his head feebly: "Okay! Master!"
The master stepped forward and listened to the order: "I am here."
Mr. Song was at his desk, facing the people kneeling in the hall, but he ordered the master: "Draw up the charges and have him sign them!"
Master accepted the order: "Yes."
Gong Yueyue and Du Ruotong were hiding in the backstage of the court and had already seen the whole process clearly.
"You can put this matter aside for now..." His answer made her feel nervous. It seemed that what he wanted to say was not trivial.
"What's going on? If you have anything to say, just say it." She turned over and sat up, hugging her knees and sitting face to face with him.
"Madam, you also know that Gu Zhongyi must want to repay his kindness, and that's why he admitted in court that he is a Dongdu hero."
She had almost guessed what he was thinking, and the smile on her face gradually faded: "Yes, I understand. So what?"
He continued without giving up: "I can't bear to let such a good man die unjustly, and I don't want the Dongdu Xia who gave me a favor to be arrested..."
The temperature on her face froze instantly: "So?"
He didn't dare to look at her face: "I think... I plan to take the blame for him." After saying that, he looked up and saw her frozen expression. "Madam, don't be angry yet, I will be fine. I..."
She didn't give him a chance to finish before interrupting him: "Are you trying to say that you have a death-free gold medal, so you have two lives to squander?"
"That's not what I meant...are you angry?" He knew something was wrong and reached out to touch her face.
She raised her hand to block his hand: "What do you think? Have you ever thought about what would happen to your parents' reputation if you were charged with this crime?" What would she do? What would happen to their children in the future?
"But that's a human life, madam." He tried to make a last effort for the poor old man.
"Okay, now that you've measured it like this, if I continue to say anything, I, Gong Yueyue, will be cold-blooded. You can just take the blame. There is indeed no one in the entire Luoyang City who is more like the Dongdu Xia than you. You absolutely don't have to worry about others being suspicious.
You." After saying that, she quickly got out of bed, grabbed the pillow and was about to leave, but he held her in his arms and refused to let go.
"Madam...don't be angry...I'm just discussing with you, right?"
She stopped struggling and calmly turned back to face him: "Okay, do you want to listen to my opinion?"
"Yeah." He nodded in confirmation.
She looked into his eyes and said slowly: "In my mind, no one's life in this world is as important as yours. You can say that I am selfish and cold-blooded, and I admit it. So if you want to ask me for my opinion, I can make it clear.