Chu Mingyuan admitted that he had fallen. Although he couldn't figure out Chen Lang's identity, he could figure out that the person who was standing by King Jing was definitely not something he could afford, a little yamen runner.

At the same time, the rogue and the stinky Taoist priests knelt on the ground were all trembling. They regretted it now. If God gave him another chance, they would never dare to touch Chen Lang.

Lord Teng humbly guided the way for King Jing and Chen Lang, but King Jing hardly looked at Lord Teng with his eyes, but instead talked and laughed with Chen Lang and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

Several other yamen runners in the hall moved out two wide chairs, looking like they wanted to invite King Jing and Chen Lang to sit down separately. But Lord Teng glared at them and reached forward with one hand towards his seat. However, at present, Lord Teng couldn't understand that the position should be given to King Jing or Chen Lang beside King Jing.

After all, from the analysis of temperament alone, Chen Lang has the style of a king.

At this moment, Lord Teng wanted to take the initiative to inquire about Chen Lang's true identity, but he swallowed it back because he soon went to Beijing for inspection and if he asked for any mistakes, he would have to break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

King Jing was young and looked at it seriously, and then sat on the chair brought by the yamen runners. He asked Lord Teng to return to his original position to continue to review the case, and said slowly: "The Beijing investigation is imminent, I will first inspect it for my father."

"Okay." Lord Teng bowed and then walked towards his seat with his heartbeat.

The so-called Beijing inspection is an official assessment every six years. Among them, officials below the fourth rank are inspected by the Ministry of Personnel, and officials above the fourth rank are personally inspected by the emperor. Those who pass the inspection will remain in office. Those who are excellent can be promoted, and those who fail the qualification may be demoted, or even deposed and demoted to common people.

Lord Teng's name is Teng Qing, who is a fourth-rank official in Xu State. Emperor Xu will conduct an investigation personally. As the most favored prince, King Jing's first inspection this time will most likely affect the final judgment.

And maybe Emperor Xu intends to cultivate this prince that everyone is optimistic about, and the final judgment is based on the conclusions drawn by King Jing this time.

Thinking of this, Teng Qing's heartbeats faster and faster, and his breathing begins to fluctuate violently. He sits down tremblingly and glances at the kneeling Taoist priest.

To be honest, Teng Qing was not sure about dealing with this Taoist priest who cheated money, because during the interrogation, the Taoist priest said with ease that he had never committed a crime, and that way he looked like an old man who often fought against interrogation.

There were witnesses in this case, but the witness left early; there could have been torture for the Taoist priest to confess, but King Jing sat in the hall and abused lynching would not comply with the regulations in the Beijing Inspection Commission.

Alas ~

Teng Qing sighed in his heart and could only drive the duck to put it on the shelves.

He slapped the gavel and asked the Taoist priest in a false voice: "You have committed the crime of fraudulent money, can you admit your guilt?"

When he was talking, Teng Qing felt both of his trousers trembling, and he had already imagined the answer of the Taoist priest in his mind.

——A little wronged!

However, the words that came to my ears turned out to be: The young man confessed his guilt, and the young man cheated people of money in Huaining City for half a month.

Um?

Teng Qing thought he heard it wrong, and it took a few seconds to confirm that the Taoist priest had indeed confirmed his guilt. Why did he plead guilty? Teng Qing couldn't understand it.

But now is not the time to dig deeper into the question. Teng Qing restrained his ecstasy and ordered the yamen runners with a righteous incest: "Take it down, confess your guilt, and wait for the death."

After saying that, Teng Qing slapped the agglomeration and felt relieved. And the Taoist priest kneeling on the ground. When he was taken away by the yamen runners, his eyes suddenly glanced at Chen Lang quietly.

The look of that look was a little frightened!

Teng Qing instantly understood that the Taoist priest suddenly confessed his guilt, not because he discovered it with conscience, nor because Teng Qing used any means. The essential reason was traced back to the young man next to King Jing.

Taoist, I'm afraid of him...

Next, the four rascals kneeling on the ground were interrogated. Teng Qing had no choice but to face these rascals. Because his previous method was torture, but today it was obviously not possible.

However, when the four ruffians were cautious and looked at Chen Lang secretly, Teng Qing, the commander of the Nancheng Yamen, had a clear idea.

"Bang!"

Taking a photo of the arbor, Teng Qing was full of confidence.

As expected, there was basically no effort. The thugs all pleaded guilty in court. Teng Qing easily handled the case in front of King Jing. When the yamen runners took away several thugs in the hall, even King Jing smiled. It seemed that Teng Qing performed well in court.

Wow ~

In fact, Teng Qing knew very well that it was not because he showed any performance, but because the young man sitting on a chair watching the show shocked the Taoist priests and the rogues.

After interrogating these two small cases, Teng Qing nodded and bowed respectfully to King Jing and Chen Lang. King Jing nodded slightly, and then asked lightly: "The investigation efficiency is high, so how is the archive sorting?"

Teng Qing hurriedly replied: "It's still under careful sorting."

King Jing frowned brows bluntly: "Since I'm here today, I'll give me as much as I want to sort out and let me see."

"Okay, let the master get the file." Teng Qing could only agree while shook his hand at the master.

Suddenly Chen Lang had an idea and patted King Jing's left shoulder: "Brother, there are many places to visit in Jingchao, and you have a hard time. Otherwise, I will take a look at places like prison cells?"

"The cell is not the focus of Beijing inspection, so it is better for my brother to go on my behalf." King Jing also patted Chen Lang's arm.

Upon hearing this, Teng Qing hurriedly said, "The cell in Nancheng Yamen is only half a mile away, so I'll lead the way."

...

Chen Lang remembered what Meng Ye said to him, because the drunk old man humiliated Teng Qing in court, he ended up in prison for several months. If the old man was really the old beggar Chen Lang was looking for, he would have to find a way to get him out.

Teng Qing did not tell lies. Not long after they left, they saw the prison cell belonging to the Nancheng Yamen.

Huh ~

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, bringing an indescribable sour smell. Chen Lang reached out and suffused gently in front of his nose. The doors of the cell were still closed. Based on this imagination, how smelly the cell should be.

Standing at the door of the cell, Teng Qing said with a smile on his face: "If you find something that does not meet the standards, please inform me in advance and do not tell King Jing directly."

Chen Lang was not drunk, and of course he agreed to Teng Qing's request without thinking. When Teng Qing greeted the head in charge of the cell and the jailer, Chen Lang asked Teng Qing to go back and walked into the stinky cell.

Teng Qing lowered his voice, told the prison head a few words, then turned his head and walked towards the Nancheng Yamen. King Jing was still looking through various archives in the court, and Teng Qing must have rushed over to accompany him.

Cough ~

As soon as Chen Lang stepped on the downward staircase in the prison cell, he couldn't help but cough a few times, covering his mouth and nose.
Chapter completed!