"The Gu family's family is destroyed and the idle people avoid it!" A man knocked on Tong Luo and shouted loudly at the yamen.

"The minister of Dali Temple has arrived! The minister of justice has arrived! The county magistrate has arrived!" With a sharp shout, three middle-aged men wearing black hats and official uniforms slowly walked up the court.

The one who fell in the middle seat was the Minister of Justice, and the one who sat on the left and right were the Minister of the Dali Temple and the Minister of Justice.

Zang Ancai, the Minister of Justice, stared at the prisoner who was taken up, with a cold look.

After the emperor heard that the Gu family destroyed the family and left only the orphan prince, Long Yan was furious and ordered the three halls of Dali Temple, the Ministry of Justice, and the yamen to conduct trial, which would inevitably severely torture the prisoners and punish them severely.

Looking at the beggar's dull gaze and the flesh and blood vaguely visible to the corner of his mouth, Zang Ancai suddenly remembered what the constable said just now, and became even more angry.

The loyal and wise man in the Gu family actually died at the hands of such a low-ranking person. Even he felt that he was too frustrated!

"Who is the prisoner? Come and call me!" After being promoted to the hall, Zang Ancai slapped the agglomeration and shouted loudly.

The beggar was babbling, looking around, unable to say a word about it.

"It's unreasonable to despise the court! Come on, I'll punish you!" Seeing this, the Dali Temple Minister was furious and called the servants to bring the torture instruments.

Shen Cong and Gu Jiuling stood after the drum of grievances, quietly looked at the beggar who was being beaten with his fingers and screamed after screaming.

There must be something hateful about a poor person.

Besides, it's nothing pitiful.

Gu Jiuling stared at the beggar's white face, and under his sleeves, he clenched his hands into fists.

It's him-

When he saw the beggar being beaten to death and vomiting blood and foaming at his mouth, he frowned slightly and slowly let go of his fist.

No...not him.

How could such a weak and crazy beggar who could destroy the entire Gu family?

After forcing the beggar to force the ban, the three trials had the final result.

"The beggar and madman will kill the whole family of Gu's loyal and wise men. The crime should be punished! This official will be sentenced to be executed in the afternoon three days later, and no probation will be allowed!" Zang Anchi threw away Mu Ling, and there was no sympathy in his cold eyes, "Take it down and guard it strictly!"

The beggar was dragged down on two heavy chains and was dragged down while dying.

The two lines of blood swept away by the rain attracted a sigh of relief from the onlookers.

When the crowd dispersed, the three officials came and bowed to Shen Cong and Gu Jiuling, Gu Jiuling, who had been silent, slowly opened his lips.

"He is not the culprit of destroying my Gu family."

As soon as these words came out, the words shocked everyone.

All directions are quiet.

"Little prince, the prisoner has been called. How can there be a reason to judge the mistake in the public's eyes?" The Dali Temple Minister smiled and bowed, "I hope the prince will be mourning and follow the changes, and organize the funeral earlier, so that the marquis will go with peace of mind. The lower official will go here and the lower official will say goodbye."

He and Zang Ancai and the county magistrate gave a color.

The three bowed to Shen Cong and Gu Jiuling at the same time, and left with umbrellas and carriages.

Gu Jiuling turned his head, looked at the back of the carriage where they left, and pursed his lips slightly.

Shen Cong reached out and patted Gu Jiuling on the shoulder: "There is indeed something strange about the family-killing case. After the rain stops, I will go to the Dingguo Hou Mansion and check it out carefully."

Gu Jiuling kept silent, bowed in a hurry, and walked out of the yamen in a daze.

The thunder roared, and the back of this tall and thin boy was very thin in the heavy rain.

Some... look like a stray dog.

Seeing his stumble, Chen Cong frowned.

Just now, he should have said his discoveries.

Why did he hesitate and wrongly accused the beggar in vain?

beggar……

His heart moved, Chen Cong took a step forward, and a golden halo appeared in front of him. He stepped into it and went straight into the cell.

Looking at Chen Cong who appeared out of thin air, the constables were startled first, and then they remembered the identity of Chen Cong's Jinyiwei's identity, and quickly calmed down.

"I have seen His Highness the King of Qin, His Highness, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years," the constables knelt on the ground and saluted in unison.

"Don't." Chen Cong waved his hand in a hurry and walked straight to the cell where the beggar was imprisoned.

He squatted down and looked at the beggar curled up in the corner.

The beggar was originally babbling and shaking his head. When he noticed someone coming, he suddenly raised his head and grinned, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and then lowered his head heavily.

Chen Cong looked at the blood foam.

When Chen Cong caught a black piece of thing, he narrowed his eyes.

Sure enough, he was refined into a puppet.

After the guess was proven, Chen Cong got up and left.

Three days later, the heavy rain stopped suddenly.

The weather is stuffy and hot, but the people are not less concerned about joining in the fun.

Near noon, a large number of people were surrounded by the Chaishikou execution station.

At the front, people were holding a bowl in their hands, which contained a steaming white flour steamed bun.

When the beggar was pressed onto the execution platform, the eyes of all the people fell on the beggar.

There is mercy, mockery, disdain, and hatred.

As for the first few, there are full expectations.

"It's time for noon, I'll be executed!" Not far away, Zang Ancai sat upright in the shade, watched the sky for a while, and then threw out the slip on the wooden table in front of him.

The executioner walked up to the platform, took a sip of the strong wine, and squirted it on the raised slap of the debris knife.

With a loud shout, the knife raised his head and fell.

With a gurgle, the heads rolled down the platform with the splattering blood.

The people holding the bowl rushed up and lay on the ground one by one, dipped white steamed buns in blood, and carefully wrapped them in the bowl, fearing that others would snatch them, so they hugged them tightly and stood up quickly.

In the distance, Gu Jiuling and Shen Cong stood side by side, watching the scene like a ramble.

"Stupid." Looking at the people who left with blood-red steamed buns in their arms, Gu Jiuling turned around and left coldly.

Chen Cong didn't say anything, just looked at the skinny backs and pursed his lips slightly.

The Celestial Empire was established for ten years, but the war never stopped.

Behind the war, the people are still suffering.

The increasing comfort of those princes and nobles has nothing to do with them.

At this moment, a north wind suddenly blew.

The sky gradually became turbid.

Chen Cong felt a cold feeling, and he raised his hand, and a flawless six-petal snowflake fell on the back of his hand.

Is this...snow?

Chen Cong was stunned.

The snow fell at first, and slowly swept across the earth with the biting north wind, turning it into silver in an instant.

"It's snowing in July! There are grievances in the Gu family's family extermination case!"

"It's snowing, it's snowing in July!"

"There is an injustice in the family extermination case!"

"Corrupt officials are unrighteous, it's snowing in July!"

“…” “…”

The people who had not dispersed looked at the heavy snow and remembered the forced bans of the yamen. They couldn't help but kneel down and bow and cry and wail.

Chen Cong raised his eyes and looked not far away.

There were no figures of Zang Ancai and the other two. Seeing the strange phenomenon from the sky, I was afraid of being implicated, so I ran away long ago.

Where can I run to the foot of the imperial city?

Before leaving, Chen Cong looked at the people again.

He knew that by his own strength, he could not change the thoughts of an era, so he would be at ease when he came.
Chapter completed!