As soon as the witness from Ruijin Town came up, the audience below became commotion and pushed forward one after another.
Everyone craned their necks to look in. What they wanted to see was probably clear to everyone in the hall.
The originally quiet lobby was noisy, and even the yamen's shouts of "Quiet" were not suppressed.
Song Liyun and others were also shocked and quickly retreated behind the government officials on both sides.
If a gentleman does not build a dangerous wall, who knows if there are people like Hong Jingtian among those people.
Jiang Feng had a solemn look on his face, and he was sitting behind the public case in official uniform, with the wings of his official hat spread wide, giving his aura a bit of majesty.
Seeing the chaos inside and outside the court, Jiang Feng was shocked and said: "Come here, please drive out the idlers within ten feet of the hall. No crowding or fighting is allowed."
The yamen servants immediately started chasing people away with water and fire sticks, and there was a lot of excitement, leaving an open space in front of the lobby.
Song Liyun waited until he came out to meet Mr. Jiang.
When a woman's back appeared, the audience suddenly exclaimed: "Ah! Why is that Rouge Tiger's waist not three feet two, but her height three feet two!"
"Have you heard anyone say that someone with a waist circumference of three feet two and a height of three feet two is not a piece of meat? His face is as black as carbon, and a fist can fit between his teeth."
"You are all wrong. The person inside now is a pretty girl, isn't she? She uses charm. Do you understand the charm? It's a vixen's move..."
Bursts of noise entered the lobby, and Song Liyun was so angry that her chest hurt: "His grandma, if she didn't have something serious to do at this time, I would let someone see what a door panel with a height of three feet and a waist of three feet is."
Xue Zhuang, Han Ming and others also heard this and were immediately furious.
But at this time, they could not immediately drive away those meddling people, so they quietly moved their positions to block Song Liyun's figure.
Jiang Feng's mouth twitched.
But he was unaware of these actions, and just asked the clerk to question and answer several witnesses in accordance with the trial procedures.
Luo Baihu had already given Song Liyun standard answers to the questions asked during the trial, and she only had to memorize them once according to the outline of the question.
As for Mickey and others, life in prison is not pleasant. They just want to be convicted as soon as possible, whether they want to be killed or exiled, so that they can escape from the sea of misery as soon as possible.
What's more, the things he asked have been said thousands of times, and his answers are almost more fluent than those of Song Liyun and others.
Only when asked about the gangster pretending to be a government servant who tried to enter Baolin Residence and was injured by a ferocious beast, Jiang Feng spoke up.
"What kind of beast is this thing? Why isn't it sent to the court today?"
Song Liyun thought for a moment: If Black Gold were to come to this lobby, as soon as it got excited, it would probably run up to the plaque behind the public case.
But now that Jiang Feng wanted to ask, she had to find a reasonable reason to answer.
"Sir, that's just a black dog raised by the girl's family. If a dog is needed to go to court, the girl will ask her family to send it to her."
Song Liyun answered respectfully.
The man scratched by Heijin has already died in prison, and Suijin Town is still dozens of miles away from Qili County. It is obviously unrealistic to wait for a dog to be sent over before trying the case again.
Hearing Song Liyun's answer, several people in Ruijin Town twitched at the corners of their mouths.
They all know that Black Gold is the same, even though they both have the word "black", they are two different creatures, and Black Gold is smarter than others.
Jiang Feng obviously knew what black gold was. He just wanted to test this woman's reaction. When he heard Song Liyun lie without blinking, his face tightened even more.
After questioning, the verdict is announced, which is what everyone in the hall and the audience want to know most.
Tianxiang Tower has long been closed down, and Mr. Hong’s family property has also been investigated.
As the saying goes: Money comes like a needle picking up dirt, money goes like a wave of sand.
Mr. Hong is a piece of fat in Qili County.
Even though Jiang Feng, the airborne county magistrate, was keeping an eye on everything, whether it was in his name or involved with him, it was all divided up in the blink of an eye, overtly or covertly.
In addition, all the old things left behind in the past were uncovered, and the property in his name was not enough to compensate.
Now only one Tianxiang Tower is still there, and it was confiscated by the government.
The final verdict was that Mickey broke the contract without authorization and used coercion to disrupt the rules of the mall. All his property was sold, and his wife and elders were sent to southern Xinjiang for resettlement.
When Mickey heard that he was going to Southern Xinjiang, he fainted immediately. Although he had never been out of Yunzhou in his life, he also knew that Southern Xinjiang was plagued by miasma and smoke, and nine out of ten people died.
I am disabled now. If I leave, I will die in the middle of the road.
Shopkeeper Mi really felt wronged. He really wanted to lower the price and earn a few more pennies.
The other charges were serious, including pretending to be an official, breaking into private houses, and being sentenced to death. It was June now, and they still had three months of current payments.
By escorting all the crying criminals back to prison, the Tianxianglou case will be over.
The ensuing case was not suitable for public disclosure, so the government officials began to disperse the onlookers and closed the gate outside the lobby.
Xue Zhuang and Mr. Zhang are people who have nothing to do with the case and have also left the county government.
Two hours had passed since the opening of the hall. Song Liyun's legs were shaking as she stood, and she would switch from left to right from time to time.
At the corner of the lobby, Hong Jingtian, who was shackled by a big wooden shackle, still had his head lowered, as silently as if he was dead.
Jiang Feng looked at the tired government servants and Song Liyun and his party in the hall, and finally gave the order to suspend the hall.
It was impossible to go back and lie down to rest, so the county government's kitchen sent a basket of white flour buns and a bucket of water. Everyone ate something to fill their stomachs in the hall, and then sat against the wall.
The government officials rushed up and surrounded the steamed bun basket. Han Ming also helped Song Liyun get a steamed bun.
Song Liyun looked at the black finger prints on the white-faced steamed buns made by someone who knew who, and immediately lost her appetite.
There is dried meat in her space, but it is not convenient to take it out and eat it at this time.
At this moment, a handsome boy who was only thirteen or fourteen years old came out of the back hall. He ran up to Song Liyun, cupped his hands and said, "Miss Song, my master wants you to question me later."
Song Liyun frowned slightly.
Han Ming came over and stared at the young man warily: "Master Jiang, why do you want to see Miss Song alone?"
Everyone knows that the relationship between the government and the health department is not good.
Song Liyun is a military household, that is, he is a member of the guard station. If something happens if he is summoned by the government...
Seeing the wary look on this rude man's face, the boy curled his lips and said, "Go if you are told. This is the county government. Who would eat you?"
There is a flower hall behind the court hall, which is equipped with a resting place, which is convenient for taking breaks in the middle of the hall and for people to listen.
Song Liyun followed the boy here, and his eyes suddenly widened.
There was a table of light meals, several plates of snacks, three or four cold dishes, and three bowls of porridge in the flower hall.
None of this is surprising.
What surprised Song Liyun the most was the two people sitting at the same table.
Jiang Feng had taken off his official uniform. He now wore a jade hairpin and a moon-white gown. He no longer had the majestic air in the courtroom. Although he still looked serious and unsmiling, he was full of elegance.