Chapter 785

The jailer opened the door.

The man who was brought in was dressed in black clothes and handcuffed like other felons of the imperial court. Although he was a prisoner, his appearance was as beautiful as ever, lighting up the dark hall like Chih Lan Yu Shu.

He did not suffer, nanbaoyi quietly relieved.

Because of his special identity, Xiao Yi is still entitled to sit in the hall even if he is now a prisoner. The jailer even offers him a hot tea.

Looking at his careless tea tasting appearance, Nan Baoyi scolded his mother in the bottom of his heart.

This guy is on the loose in guang'en temple, but asks her to run around outside

She tolerated her discontent and said faintly, "we can start interrogation."

Wei Taishi, the chief judge, was the first to make a great achievement.

Shen Yichao picked up the book and read it clearly.

Together with Qingyang emperor and concubine to force the palace

Robbing criminals

Break into the city gate without permission

Challenge Jin Wuwei

Every piece of the pile depends on the theft of the country.

It was a quarter of an hour after reading.

Shen Yichao put down the letter and took a sip of tea.

Wei Taishi nodded and looked at Xiao Yi: "dare to ask King Yong, is it true as stated in the statement?"

Xiao Yi said with a smile: "if this king says it is not true, does the grand master believe it?"

"Of course not." Wei Taishi stroked his beard with a smile. His eyes were very cold and cruel. "Jin Wuwei and all the life wives of Yikun palace were used as witnesses. The crime of plotting against the enemy was definitely committed. My husband is loyal to the monarch and patriotic. He has a clear mind about his family and his country. He can't see anyone fighting against the imperial palace. I think King Yong should die. "

He took out a signature from the bamboo tube, waved his sleeve, and threw it to Xiao Yi's feet.

On the autograph, the word "death" was engraved in the inscription.

Wei Taishi is still smiling: "I have made a judgment, three adults, please?"

Nanbaoyi's Danfeng eyes are black and white, looking quietly at Shen Yichao.

A life of death.

The only turning point is around Shen Yichao.

If he is not sentenced to death, then the second brother will be safe and sound.

Shen Yichao was playing with the tea cup, as if in indecision.

Wei Taishi whispered: "son in law, how ChuChu got hurt in Yikun palace? I don't need to repeat it? If you let him go, ChuChu may have a grudge against you. "

Shen Yichao is watching Xiao Yi.

Yesterday, ChuChu came home crying.

She was covered with blood, and when the doctor bandaged her body, she cried and fainted.

She fell in his arms and asked him to take charge.

How painful she is.

The chief culprit of all this is Xiao Yi.

He regarded him as his cousin. When he was in South Vietnam, he tried his best to give advice to him. However, he refused to leave a little face for him.

Shen Yichao looked cool and thin: "when I was in Nanyue, I told my highness that I would still be loyal to the emperor and aunt when I returned to Chang'an. Your highness, it seems that you and I have a different way. "

The signature fell to the ground.

The character "death" in Jinding has a cold texture.

Nanbao's hands are in his sleeves, and his nails are pinched into his palms.

She stares at Shen Yichao in disbelief.

The other side of the face cold, only calmly looking at the file.

His white clothes are spotless, and his snow-white hair is lined with his jade trees, which is elegant and unrestrained.

And his tone is so high.

Xiao Lang Jun of the Shen family

The little Lang Jun of the Shen family who had been in Jinguan city and had a good time talking with them

Nan Baoyi is silent and draws the signature from the barrel.

The green headed green bamboo sign is clearly engraved with the word "Sheng".

She solemnly arranged the signature on the table: "I want King Yong, Sheng."

She looked at Pei Shangshu Ling.

Now the only hope is this strange official.

She said in a hoarse voice: "it is a fact that King Yong broke into the palace gate without permission, and it is also a fact that he plundered the imperial concubine of Qingyang. However, King Yong did not kill Shen Yijue, nor did he cause any disturbance. He just wants to be his own sister. He just wants his sister to get a little happiness before she dies. If human nature can also be sentenced to death, then I dare to ask you, gentlemen, where is the code of ethics? "

Wei Taishi twirled his beard and sneered: "how can you have the face to talk to me about human relations? Qingyang emperor Ji escaped my marriage with a monk. This kind of Slut deserves to mention the rules of ethics?! Lord Pei, you should know how to judge. "

Nanbaoyi also looks at Pei mu'an.

He was nearly forty years old, but he never married a wife.

He indulges in refining alchemy and seeking immortality all day, which is a wonderful flower among senior officials.

Because of taking medicine powder for a long time, her appearance is not inferior to Xiao Yu's, and because she is famous for her aloofness and coldness in the world, she adds a little more elegant demeanor after years of precipitation than ordinary expensive childe.He put down his tea cup and took a cool look at Xiao Yi.

He lamented: "in those days, the crown prince's appearance and bearing was the highest in Chang'an, but he didn't expect his royal highness to be more magnificent and unparalleled in the world. It would be a pity to die like this. "

He took up the cuff that weaves gold and treasure flowers, reached out his muscle color like jade hand, and picked out a green headed green bamboo stick from the barrel.

Master Wei twisted her eyebrows: "Pei mu'an!"

Pei mu'an is gentle and gentle: "although Wei Taishi is friendly with the empress, she has never known her. Just after the death of Qingyang emperor Ji, the empress will certainly not be able to withstand the pain of losing another son. "

After the speech, he arranged the bamboo sticks beside the bamboo sticks in nanbaoyi.

One stroke.

Nanbao clothes hanging heart, quietly put down.

Two live, two die.

The second brother will not be sentenced to death at least.

How to deal with it has to be discussed before making arrangements.

Wei Taishi and others left for lunch in the street.

Nan Baoyi sits beside Xiao Yi.

On both sides of the hall, there were rows of high and low lights. The tower was cold and humid, and the dark instruments hanging on the walls were even more terrifying.

She touched the shackles between Xiao Yi's wrists and whispered, "does it hurt?"

Xiao Yi watched her.

The little girl wore a dragon head and fish pattern official robe, tied her high horse tail with black ribbon, her small face was white and tough, and her pupils were black and white. It seemed that she could bravely bear all disasters.

She is no longer the delicate and clumsy nanjiajiao in the city of Jingguan.

She is trustworthy.

His thin lips smile: "no pain."

"Lying." Nanbaoyi touched his wrist with heartache, "it's all grinding and bleeding, but it doesn't hurt..."

Xiao Yi's eyebrows and eyes are gentle.

The little girl's eyes were full of heartache, and the soft white fingertips touched his wound, like soaking in the warm spring water, and he didn't feel any pain at all.

She pursed her lips sadly, and her lips were as red as petals.

It is the only warm color in the cold and dark Guangen temple tower.

After watching for a moment, he slowly withdrew his eyes: "another half month is the day for family evaluation. If the Southern family wants to be a member of the aristocratic family, it has to make friends with other aristocratic families. I have already said hello to the Duke of Zhenguo and the Zhou family. The rest depends on nanjiaojiao's own ability. "

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