"General Wenjie of Zuotunwei came to visit Mr. Yang, the young minister of Dali Temple!"
As he spoke, Wen Jie handed over his official certificate and token to the police officer guarding the door as proof of identity.
Wen Jie came this time not only as a family member of the victim, but also as General Zuotunwei.
The Shaoqing of Dali Temple is on the fourth rank, and the General Zuotunwei is on the third rank.
Regardless of actual power, in terms of rank alone, Wen Jie is still above Yang Qingyuan, and this time he wants to use his status and official position to suppress Yang Qingyuan.
"Hahaha! Master Wen is here! Yang was about to invite you! I didn't expect Master Wen to come to your door himself!"
The traditional way of appearing in Dazhou Wulin is to first convey the message and then show up.
Yang Qingyuan finally pretended.
After experiencing many obstacles from Song Huifu, Liu Wangshu, and Ji Yaohua, Yang Qingyuan finally completed his achievement and became a saint in front of Wen Jie.
The saint appeared in front of others, even though he was late, he arrived.
Sure enough, Wen Jie looked solemn at this moment.
Wenjie himself is a warrior in the Yuanhua Realm. Although half of it is the result of medicinal materials, the Yuanhua Realm is the Yuanhua Realm. How do you care how he achieved it?!
Facing Yang Qingyuan's message, Wen Jie had a bottomless feeling.
In the previous meetings, Yang Qingyuan appeared in front of Wen Jie as a civil servant as the presiding judge of the case.
Although Yang Qingyuan's martial arts are rumored to be miraculous in the city of God, few people have seen it with their own eyes!
Wen Jie had never seen it before, so before, Wen Jie had always been dubious about Yang Qingyuan's martial arts, until he heard Yang Qingyuan's message.
The true energy attached to the sound transmission gives people an unfathomable feeling.
Is this the true strength of Dali Temple Shaoqing Yang Qingyuan?!
The moment he saw Yang Qingyuan, Wen Jie had a strong smile on his face and gave up the idea of using his official position to pressure Yang Qingyuan.
"Master Yang, why do you want to see me?"
"Then why does Mr. Wen have anything to do with his subordinates?!"
Yang Qingyuan looked at Wen Jie with a half-smile.
After thinking about the martial arts shown by Yang Qingyuan just now, Wen Jie's momentum instantly weakened.
"I heard from Mr. Yin Tong of Jingzhao Mansion that the child's body was taken away by Dali Temple! That's why I wanted to ask!"
"Lord Wen, are you afraid that our Dali Temple will damage Mr. Ling's body?! We are also doing this to facilitate the investigation!"
During the conversation, two official sedans fell down, and Li Chengguang, the minister of the Ministry of War, and his daughter Li Qingning came out of the sedan.
A sharp look flashed in Wen Jie's eyes, and he spoke louder, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
"In order to seek justice for my poor son, I will do whatever it takes."
Wen Jie's title became "Old Man", portraying himself as a miserable figure who lost his son in old age.
Li Chengguang, the Minister of War at the side, seemed to have heard it, but seemed not to have heard it. He just smiled and shook his head slightly.
Then he took his daughter and walked straight to the gate of Dali Temple.
He briefly saluted Yang Qingyuan and Wen Jie, "General Wen! Master Yang!"
"You two, why don't you go in first! New evidence has appeared in this case, and the case can be re-examined!"
Wen Jie's face froze slightly when he heard Yang Qingyuan's words. Although Wen Jie had a simple guess when he saw Li Chengguang, it was different after all when he heard it from Yang Qingyuan's mouth.
Everyone followed Yang Qingyuan back to the court hall of Dali Temple.
"Bah!" After everyone sat down, Yang Qingyuan was stunned.
Ascension!!
After the process in Dali Temple, the court review entered the formal stage.
"Bring the prisoner to humanity!"
Wen Laifu was brought to the hall.
"Wen Laifu, I would like to ask you if you continue to confirm your confession."
When Wen Laifu faced Yang Qingyuan's inquiry, his expression remained unchanged and his eyes were firm.
"Sir! It is true that after Zhang San shot my young master with an arrow, he continued to hit me hard, causing my young master to die on the spot. I am not telling any lies! Didn't the autopsy also reveal the bone injuries on my young master's remains?"
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Seeing Wen Laifu being so determined, Yang Qingyuan had to secretly praise him as a loyal servant!
"Wen Laifu, I would like to inform you once again that if the evidence is not true, and the translator has perjured himself, resulting in a discrepancy in the crime, the witness will be reduced to two degrees, and the translator will be equally guilty. If you are found to have perjured yourself, you will be charged with murder.
The punishment will be reduced by two degrees! I think that God has the virtue of a good life, but you don’t understand the criminal law, so I am giving you a chance!"
Wen Jie's expression on the side was already extremely ugly. Yang Qingyuan's attitude made him feel that today's trial was probably going to fail!
However, Wen Laifu was indeed loyal to Wen Jie and insisted that he had not perjured himself and was telling the truth.
"It seems like you won't die until you reach the Yellow River!?"
Wen Laifu still spoke harshly, "Sir, you said that the villain committed perjury, but do you have any real evidence? How can you convince me if you just say that there is no evidence? Since you said that the villain committed perjury, then you have to provide evidence!? Otherwise!"
Even in front of the emperor, the villain is telling the truth!!"
Anyone who has watched the Japanese elementary school detective knows that whenever a criminal suspect asks this question, it means that he is about to be killed by an elementary school detective who is less than four feet tall!
Wen Laifu obviously hasn’t seen it!
Yang Qingyuan looked at Wen Laifu, who looked unyielding at this moment, and couldn't help but smile!
"What a sharp-toothed mouth! It's ridiculous that you are still talking arrogantly when you are about to die! You are talking nonsense! Then I will show you what is ironclad evidence!?"
As he spoke, Yang Qingyuan walked down from the high seat in the courtroom.
He led a group of people outside the court.
At this moment, outside the court hall, there are two straw mats spread out, and there is another straw mat covering the top. I don’t know what is underneath!
Song Hui's father, who was originally listening, was already standing next to two straw mats with a red oil umbrella in his hand.
"Everyone, please take a look!"
At Song Hui's father's signal, the straw mat was opened, and beneath it were two washed white bones!
Wenjie fought on the battlefield, so he was naturally not afraid of bones.
It is understandable that Li Chengguang is cunning and scheming, and his expression remains unchanged.
But Miss Li's face only changed slightly, and then returned to normal. This made Yang Qingyuan look at her with admiration. She was indeed a strange woman!
"General Wen! The skeleton on the left is that of your son, and the skeleton on the right is that of a man who was beaten to death."
Wenjie's face darkened slightly when he heard this.
"Master Yang, why does my son's body look like this!"
"Lord Wen, you don't know something! Yesterday when I, Dali Temple, went to transfer your son's remains, it happened that the remnants of the 'Judge Shear' committed a crime. Although my police officers killed the traitors, my son's body was destroyed by these evil obstacles. I
Dali Temple paid the price of three people being seriously injured to rescue the remains of the young master."
With that said, Yang Qingyuan handed the work report to Wen Jie.
When Wen Jie saw that there were thirty-seven teeth, he realized that he had underestimated the level of autopsy performed by the Dali Temple monks.
