Su Shi has more than one copy of poetry in his hands!
Zhu Yinqi's words seemed to have pierced the window paper, and many ministers present suddenly came to their senses.
No matter how authoritative and experienced the appraisal clerks from the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, and Hanlin Academy are.
As long as it can be proven that this so-called poem can be imitated, then the credibility of this physical evidence will be gone.
Just as the ministers did not fully believe the "truth" told by King Guangtong, the "truth" told by King Zhennan was also cautiously skeptical in the hearts of the bosses.
After all, by now, this case has become too involved!
Such a clan case is no longer a matter for the Min Palace family.
The kings of the clan, officials and relatives, and all kinds of forces were all involved in this case.
It is more about the face of the Tian family, and even the question of when to welcome back the Supreme Emperor.
Therefore, the truth of this case is particularly important.
Under Chen Mao's astonished gaze, Zhu Yinxi turned around and said to the Emperor above him.
"Your Majesty, when the Su family captured the failed son who forged poems for Prince Min, he did not kill him. Instead, he ordered him to write an identical copy according to what he had written before, imitating his father's handwriting.
spare."
"And this poem is what she gave to the old servant, and was finally handed over to King Guangtong, and is now presented in front of His Majesty."
At this time, the officials also realized something.
You know, the Prince of Zhennan swore in the Wenhua Palace that he had found evidence that could prove his father's innocence.
Is it possible...
Wang Wen reacted first, took a step forward, stared at Zhu Yinxi closely, and said.
"So, is it possible that the prince has found the failed candidate who forged poems?"
If this witness comes to the palace, then the key evidence produced by King Guangtong and others will immediately be self-defeating.
However, amidst everyone's expectations, Zhu Yinxi shook his head regretfully.
"At that time, after the emperor completed what Su ordered, he felt bad about himself, so he moved his family to the vicinity of Gyeonggi Province overnight."
"After the Zhengdan banquet, my father truthfully told me the truth about that year, and I started to look for this person."
"But unfortunately, the person was indeed found, but he died of illness three years ago."
After hearing these words, Marquis Ningyang on the side breathed a subtle sigh of relief.
He really didn't expect that these two bastards, King Guangtong, would even dare to lie to them!
In just a few moments, he had already gone over the whole thing.
If King Guangtong and others dare to make such a fuss in front of the imperial court, then most of what they say is probably the truth.
Zhu Huixuan's slander against Renmiao is absolutely true.
But they concealed one of the most crucial things!
That is, after Su got the key poem, he forged one copy, or more than one copy, just to be on the safe side.
This will cost you your life!
A piece of evidence that should be unique, if there is a perfect replica.
So even if this piece of evidence is genuine, it will completely lose its credibility.
Fortunately, the suspect Su was looking for was already dead. Since he was dead and there was no evidence, there was still some room for improvement.
However, just as Chen Mao was about to speak, he saw Zhu Yincheng glance at him with pity and continued to speak.
"However, although there is no longer a witness, I do have a piece of physical evidence in my hands."
"Your Majesty, as we all know, it is very difficult to copy handwriting. Even those who are good at copying will inevitably make mistakes when faced with unfamiliar handwriting."
"What's more, what Su wanted at that time was exactly the same as the one he had copied to Zhu Huiyan. Therefore, during the copying process, there were many mistakes and scraps."
"Although these erroneous waste products were eventually collected by the Su family and burned, the officer had learned from the past and was already on guard. He took advantage of the Su family's unpreparedness and secretly hid a copy."
As he spoke, Zhu Yinqi carefully took out an unnamed envelope from his chest and raised it high above his head.
"Your Majesty, these are the poems that were copied incorrectly after the death of Juzi. This thing is enough to prove that what I, father and son, said is true!"
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a young chamberlain walked down the imperial steps, took the envelope, and presented it to the emperor.
Zhu Qiyu did not hesitate, opened the envelope, and ordered someone to compare the poems that King Guangtong and others had brought before and read carefully for a while, then ordered someone to take both copies.
After pondering for a moment, Zhu Qiyu spoke and nodded.
"Chen Shangshu, Gao Cifu, Xiao Shidu, you are all masters of calligraphy. Read these two poems. After reading them, give me a conclusion in front of all the ministers of the clan."
The people he named were basically all well-known ministers in the court and had profound attainments in calligraphy.
The chamberlain sent these two poems to them, and after they read them one by one, Chen Xun took the lead.
"Your Majesty, except for a few words that are slightly off-kilter, the writing style and power of these two poems are all written by the same person. They indeed seem to be copies made with errors during copying."
After Gao Gu and Xiao Tan from the Hanlin Academy pondered for a moment, they also agreed with Chen Xun's answer.
After hearing their conclusions, Zhu Qiyu ordered people to send the poems to the pale-faced Guangtong Wang and his two men, and asked.
"King Guangtong, King Yangzong, what else do you two have to say?"
King Guangtong was trembling all over, with a face full of disbelief. He looked at the two poems with almost identical handwriting in front of him and said continuously.
"Impossible, this is impossible..."
With that said, King Guangtong took two steps rolling on his knees, kowtowed heavily to the ground again, and said.
"Your Majesty, this is impossible. The copy Zhu Yinqi took out must be a forgery! Yes, a forgery. Otherwise, how could such a move be so coincidental that he would live in the capital, and he happened to die of illness!
"
"They must have forged it. They killed people and silenced them. Yes, Your Majesty, you must not believe these two sweet-talking father and son. You have to make the decision for us!"
This panic made all the ministers present couldn't help but frown.
The court is a place of etiquette.
When King Zhennan was convicted before, the most he could do was to defend himself verbally, but looking at King Guangtong's appearance, it was really unworthy of the heavenly family.
However, even though he was speaking without hesitation, he still gave him a new idea.
Ningyang Hou Chen Mao stood up again and spoke.
"Your Majesty, there are indeed doubts about this matter. Even if what the King of Zhennan and his son said is true, it is too much of a coincidence that the eldest son happened to be in Gyeonggi and was found by the Crown Prince of Zhennan. I think we need more details.
check."
"Ha~"
There was another sneer, but this time, it was not Zhu Yinzhen and others who spoke, but the clan members who had been silent all this time.
King Zhou, who was second only to King Min in seniority, looked at Chen Mao coldly and said mockingly.
"Now, Marquis Ningyang, did you think of a detailed investigation? When you were in the lobby and indiscriminately convicted King Zhennan, why didn't you mention a detailed investigation?"
"Now the situation has turned. Yin Zhen has produced evidence that can prove the innocence of King Zhennan. You have to investigate in detail. With this change of attitude, do you still dare to say that there is no partiality and perversion of the law?"