"Emperor, uncle." Princess Anping was like a pitiful little girl at this time, twisting her sleeves uneasily, lowering her head and looking timidly at Dong Ling Jiu.
Dong Lingjiu took a sip of tea and said meaningfully: "Anping has grown up."
"Uncle Emperor, Anping, Anping..." Princess Anping's tears flowed out in a flash, and she said with a face of great grievance:
"Uncle Emperor, you have misunderstood Anping. Anping heard that Miss Feng bought a killer to assassinate Anping. He was very angry and wanted to ask questions, but he didn't want to happen to meet Mr. Lu interrogating Miss Feng."
Telling lies with open eyes is a must-have weapon for every noble girl.
Lu Shaolin knelt on the ground, not daring to take a breath. When he heard Princess Anping pouring dirty water on him, he couldn't tell the pain.
I wanted to defend myself in front of Uncle Nine Emperors, but as soon as I raised my head, I met the somewhat cold eyes of Princess Anping. I could only continue to lower my head and let the big beads of sweat fall down.
Dong Lingjiu seemed to be selectively deaf, only hearing the second half of the sentence: "Master Lu is reviewing the case?"
Lu Shaolin didn't dare to say yes or no at this time, so he could only bury his head lower. Lu Shaolin pretended not to see the murderous look in Princess Anping's eyes.
If you offend Princess Anping, the most likely outcome is that she will wear small shoes. If you offend the Nine Emperors Uncle, you will most likely be turned into a dead body immediately.
Uncle Nine Emperors doesn't need a reason to kill someone.
Donglingjiu didn't need Lu Shaolin's answer. After looking at Feng Qingchen with an indifferent expression, Donglingjiu put down the tea cup: "If Mr. Lu wants to try the case, just continue the trial. I will not hinder Mr. Lu's work."
Huh... Lu Shaolin breathed a sigh of relief, and Anping was secretly happy. It seemed that Uncle Nine Emperors was really passing by.
However, the two of them were happy too early. Dong Lingjiu said that it would not hinder them, but he remained motionless, sitting there as if waiting for something.
Lu Shaolin was originally ready to stand up and send Uncle Nine Emperors away, but as soon as he raised his body half up, he knelt down again with a thud.
Uncle Nine Emperors, you are cheating!
"What? Don't Master Lu want to review the case? Let's do it. Don't delay Master Lu's official duties because of me." Dong Lingjiu said again, this time even colder than before.
"Yes, yes, yes, I will start the trial now." Lu Shaolin stood up quickly, but an emperor's uncle and a princess were standing here. How was he going to interrogate the case? In the penalty room?
Lu Shaolin looked pained, but he had to do as he was told.
When Princess Anping saw this situation, she said obediently: "Uncle, Anping will not stay here, so as not to hinder Mr. Lu from handling the case, Anping will retire."
"There's no rush. It's about Anping's safety. It's better for Anping to stay. How can Anping's presence here affect Mr. Lu's handling of the case? I believe that no matter who is here, Mr. Lu can try the case impartially. Mr. Lu, you
Is this king right?"
"Yes, I will handle the case impartially." Lu Shaolin wanted to die.
Talking about the word "impartiality" to a blood-robed guard is a slap in the face, isn't it?
Outsiders don't know, how can Uncle Nine Emperors not know, what is the Blood-clothed Guard? The Blood-clothed Guard sounds nice and powerful, but in fact it is a dog under the emperor. Whoever the emperor wants the Blood-clothed Guard to bite, the Blood-clothed Guard will bite.
Evidence? Confession?
Under severe punishment, you can have as much evidence and confession as you want.
A person with a high official rank would be crushed to death, let alone one person below ten thousand people. The Nine Emperors Uncle spoke.
Lu Shaolin, an old official, knew very well that it was no coincidence that the Nine Emperors came to the Blood Yiwei today. He came to support Feng Qingchen.
Lu Shaolin glanced at Feng Qingchen without leaving any trace, and secretly admired him in his heart.
In the past few days, the Wang family, General Yuwen and the Su family were looking for someone to speak for Feng Qingchen. He knew it, but Lu Shaolin never expected that these three families would actually persuade the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Time is also fate.
This Feng Qingchen was not only popular, but also had a good life. Uncle Jiuhuang didn't come either early or late, and he came just when Princess Anping was about to torture her.
Lu Shaolin knew that Uncle Nine Emperors had secured Feng Qingchen's life, so he immediately ordered someone to put Feng Qingchen down from the torture rack.
Feng Qingchen's limbs were tied and his blood was blocked. When he got off the torture rack, his feet gave way and he fell to the ground. Fortunately, the little eunuch behind Dong Lingjiu reacted quickly and quickly stepped forward to give him a hand: "Feng Qingchen
Girl, be careful."
After Feng Qingchen smiled at the eunuch and thanked him, he took a step forward and knelt down towards Dong Lingjiu: "Qingchen, see the Nine Emperors, I will live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years."
Feng Qingchen kneeled down sincerely, without any reluctance.
If it weren't for Uncle Nine Emperors, she would really be dead today.
Dong Lingjiu waved his hand without even looking at Feng Qingchen.
However, this is normal. Who is Uncle Nine Emperors? How could he take such common things and ordinary people in his eyes?
Uncle Jiuhuang is willing to visit the blood-clothed guards in person for Feng Qingchen's sake, so it's time for Feng Qingchen to burn some incense.
The cold sweat on Lu Shaolin's forehead also subsided a little, and he ordered the blood-clothed guards to bring up the other prisoner.
The sound of clattering chains was heard, and Feng Qingchen looked up. The man looked to be in his early thirties, very strong, with a sinister face, full of evil spirits, and was covered in blood. His hands and feet were all shackled.
It comes like an old man in his seventies or eighties, slow and heavy.
It can be seen that he was not given preferential treatment in the Blood Clothes Guard.
They say that love comes from the heart, and this really makes sense, but this person has a bad face.
When the man came to the punishment room, his body shook slightly, as if he had been frightened. After the shackles were released, he knelt down with a thud.
Shouting, I have seen all the adults
As soon as he knelt down, there was a pool of blood on his knees.
Feng Qingchen knelt aside, secretly rejoicing that he had not been subjected to severe punishment. The punishment of this blood-clad guard was really not something that ordinary people could bear.
Just as the iron comb pricked her back, she felt a burning pain behind her and all the hair on her body stood up.
After all, this is not a government office, and there is no such thing as shocking the case. In addition, with the Nine Emperors Uncle here, Lu Shaolin did not dare to interrogate. (5)
After everyone arrived, Lu Shaolin stood at the foot of Dongling Nine and asked.
"Qian Jin, look who is this person next to you." Dong Lingjiu was here, and Lu Shaolin didn't dare to play any tricks.
The prisoner named Qian Jin glared at Feng Qingchen with a sinister look on his face. People who didn't know about it would have thought that there was some deep hatred between the two people.
"My lord, it's her. She claims to be the daughter of Feng Mansion, and gave the villain a thousand taels of gold, letting the villain lie in wait there to watch her act with gestures. My lord, the villain is unjust. If the villain knows, he will be killed.
As a princess, let alone a thousand taels of gold, even a villain would not dare to do so."
After saying that, he kowtowed his head, looking extremely remorseful.
Even Feng Qingchen believed in this excellent performance, both in singing and acting.
"Miss Feng, do you have anything to say?" Lu Shaolin asked again.
In fact, he was not very optimistic about it. Even if the Nine Emperors Uncle appeared, it would not change the facts.
After all, this is an ironclad case, an ironclad case laid down by the Empress herself. Although it is a bit hasty, it cannot withstand the power of others.
Say? What?
Saying she was wrongly accused or framed? Is it useful?
Feng Qingchen was very suspicious.
The intervention of Uncle Nine Emperors only gave her a chance, but it does not mean that she is innocent.