The three officials of Dali Temple looked very ugly. They were not flattered by Feng Qingchen. They knew very well what kind of pressure Feng Qingchen's words put on them.
It took the director of the Criminal Division a long time to understand the meaning of Feng Qingchen's words. At that moment, his face became even more ugly, his eyes were bulging out, and he looked like a dead person. He could scare children when he walked out.
The director of the Criminal Division was so angry that he was shaking all over. He raised his hand several times to point at Feng Qingchen and curse, but every time he raised his hand, he met Feng Qingchen's murderous eyes.
Seeing the fierce look in Feng Qingchen's eyes, he couldn't lift his hand. The director of the Criminal Division trembled and said: "Feng Qingchen, you, you..."
The director of the Criminal Division is good at using torture, but he is really bad at talking nonsense. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was rudely interrupted by Feng Qingchen: "What am I, Mr. Director, do you think you are just like your blood-clothed guards who are just making random accusations against people?"
Well, no, I, Feng Qingchen, don’t do that kind of thing. What I just said was not just an outburst. I only dared to say such things after seeing it with my own eyes.
Not only have I been in the Bloody Guards, but my mother has also been in the Bloody Guards. I have not seen many of the dirty things you did in the Bloody Guards. If I really wanted to tell them, it would take me three days and three nights to tell them all.
You people, dressed in blood and guarding corpses, don't think about how to fight criminals all day long. If you find corrupt officials, you will only do a good job and bully ordinary people with no background. Then you will execute them without asking. The three generations of street vendors selling tofu in Tanglin are also
I can be found guilty of treason by you for collaborating with the enemy."
Feng Qingchen revealed the dark side of Xueyiwei without any hesitation. She did not care about Xueyiwei and directly offended him to death.
"Well said, well said. Miss Feng is so right. The Blood-clad Guards will bully ordinary people like us. They were clearly established to supervise officials. But if an official doesn't arrest them, they will arrest some ordinary people."
In the spectator seats, a short man in green clothes suddenly echoed and cursed the blood-robed guard loudly.
Once someone took the lead, the onlookers became more courageous. They shouted and cheered for Feng Qingchen. This showed how annoying the blood-clad guards were in the eyes of the people.
The atmosphere was instantly aroused. People in the audience pointed at the director of the Criminal Division and cursed at each other. The director did not know how to resist.
Dongling Ziluo and the second prince hid in the corner, secretly admiring Feng Qingchen for his unrivaled strategy. Not only did he take advantage of the small note first, but he was also ready to support him.
Someone took the lead in making noises below. As a result, the people all stood on Feng Qingchen's side. As long as Feng Qingchen provided evidence of alibi, the blood-clothed guards would provide even more favorable evidence to prove that Feng Qingchen was really there last night.
No one would believe someone who broke into the Blood Guard Prison and robbed prisoners, because...
Xueyiwei is good at fabricating evidence and framing good people. No matter whether the evidence presented by Xueyiwei is true or false, Feng Qingchen will insist that it is false. Even if there is evidence and witnesses, there will be nothing that can be done to Feng Qingchen.
So deep, so sinister.
If he hadn't known that the Nine Emperors Uncle had entered the palace last night, Dongling Ziluo would have thought that it was the Nine Emperors Uncle who brought trouble to the blood-clothed guards last night and today.
Dongling Ziluo really couldn't believe that Feng Qingchen, a woman, could have such skill and scheming, and she would drag the Xueyiwei into trouble and ruin the reputation of the Xueyiwei at every step.
Now, unless Sun Sixing is found in Feng Mansion, the blood-clothed guard will really have no way to deal with Feng Qingchen, and he might even be bitten to death by Feng Qing, forcing the blood-clothed guard to surrender.
As for Sun Sixing?
Dongling Ziluo thought that the blood-clothed guards should have been looking for someone for a long time, but whether they could find him or not was a question.
Looking at Feng Qingchen's calm and composed look, Dongling Ziluo knew without thinking that Feng Qingchen must have hidden Sun Sixing, and the blood-clothed guards would have to put some effort into finding this person.
The court was in a mess. Every word you said was just like a quarrel on the street. Qing Dali Temple's face became more and more ugly. For so many years, this was the first time he had encountered that things in the court were out of his control. He was not able to control the case.
The rhythm is not controlled by oneself.
As a minister of Dali Temple, he was led by the accuser and defendant one after another. This alone can prove that he is incompetent as a minister of Dali Temple. If the emperor knows that he does not need to be an official anymore.
"Quiet, quiet." The Minister of Dali Temple picked up the gavel on the side and banged it twice. The sound of banging suppressed everyone's accusations, and everyone inside and outside the hall became quiet.
People in the court and people outside the court all looked at the young minister of Dali Temple, wanting to ask this gentleman what he wanted to do?
He was also ordered to watch, but this time the Minister of Dali Temple had no sense of superiority at all. He put on a straight face, put on official airs, skipped the dispute between the blood-clothed guard and Feng Qingchen, and continued with his own trial.
"Feng Qingchen, where were you at Xushi last night?" (Xushi: 7 to 9 p.m.)
Looking at this posture, this lord was about to take the initiative again. Feng Qingchen had no intention of causing trouble. This time he answered obediently: "My lord, where was my daughter last night? This is my private matter. However, last night...
Something happened to the blood-robed guards, and the blood-robed guards put the blame on my daughter, so I had to answer."
It was either a frame-up or a frame-up. It's fine now. It's just a frame-up, and it's a frame-up on your whole family. The director of the Criminal Division dares to use his head to guarantee that their blood-clothed guards really did not wrongfully accuse Feng Qingchen this time. However, they have done too many bad things, and now they have
No one believes it anymore.
The head of a certain place wanted to jump out and accuse Feng Qingchen of talking nonsense, but before he could move, he received a warning look from the Minister of Dali Temple. The head of a certain place knew that the Minister of Dali Temple was angry, so he could no longer interrupt the process of the case, so he shut up obediently.
, waiting for Feng Qingchen to answer.
Where was Feng Qingchen last night?
Dongling Ziluo and the Second Prince also wanted to know, or rather wanted to know, what method Feng Qingchen used to prove that she was not in the Blood Clothes Guard last night and no one broke into the prison to rob someone of her time.
They thought of thousands of possibilities, but they never thought that Feng Qingchen would use that reason to ruin his reputation.
Feng Qingchen said: "I was with Uncle Nine Emperors last night."
Feng Qingchen was generous and generous, without the slightest hint of shame, anger or uneasiness, as if it was an aboveboard matter for her and Uncle Nine Emperors to be together all night.
"With the Nine Emperors Uncle?" The minister of Dali Temple trembled, and the lawyer of the Shunning Marquis Mansion also trembled. Why did the Nine Emperors Uncle get involved?
Feng Qingchen went too far by using the Nine Emperors Uncle's token to scare people, but also directly swaying the Nine Emperors Uncle.
"Yes, I was with Uncle Nine Emperors last night. Later, Uncle Nine Emperors left beforehand. I was too tired to go back, so I stayed directly at Nine Princes' Mansion. I was at Nine Princes' Mansion all night yesterday.
I didn’t go out even when I returned to Feng Mansion.”
Feng Qingchen deliberately made his words ambiguous. Seeing everyone's astonishment, Feng Qingchen smiled and continued: "Sir, the official mission went to Feng Mansion early this morning and didn't find me. That's because I was still there at that time.
Ninth Prince's Mansion, I didn't go back.
I was too tired last night. I accidentally got up late today, causing several adults to wait for a long time. It’s my fault. As for the witnesses, all the people in the Jiuwang Mansion, including Uncle Jiuhuang, can testify for me. If you don’t believe me, you can go to Jiuwang.
The palace asked."
Feng Qingchen spoke frankly, but the information revealed in his words was full of loveliness. The faces of the Dali Temple Minister and the two young ministers on the left and right trembled, and they didn't know how to judge for a while.
Why does this case become more and more confusing as the trial goes on? So far, they have found nothing. Also, who is the victim and who is the prisoner?