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877 Sir, we are wronged

start?

Fu Ranjiu was stunned for a moment, what to start with? A trial?

No one told him that Tian Linzhi would come today to interrogate his brother in front of him?

Are you crazy?

"Stop it, kid."

Yu Zifu smiled and waved to him: "Come on, come on, sit here."

Lin Zhi's face was calm and his eyes were not squinting: "I am here today just to listen. Please excuse me and don't pay attention to me."

Bailiyuan sneered: "You are right, naturally no one will care about you! Mr. Fu, you can start."

Fu Ranjiu twitched the corners of his lips, "Listen, how easy are you talking?"

Now in the court, there are two great regents, as well as Great Sikong and Great Sinong. Others can ignore it, but can he?

"Master Fu!" Bailiyuan's face darkened.

Fu Ran sighed for a long time and his heart trembled, and finally said the sentence "Bring people to prison" out of his mouth again.

As soon as he said this sentence, the wind blew away, and for a long time there was no more movement.

Not to mention Lin Chu, even the cadre who delivered the order was nowhere to be seen. Seeing the sun gradually climbing up to the center of the roof, Fu Ranjiu's clothes were gradually soaked with sweat.

What is the situation? Where are the people?

Bailiyuan raised his eyebrows, but pursed his lips slightly and did not speak. A cold murderous intent gradually appeared in his eyes. He glanced at Lin Zhi seemingly casually, full of provocation.

Even if you have all kinds of plans, you can only fail today!

Lin Zhi didn't care at all. He rested his chin with one hand and fell asleep. There was no trace of anxiety on his beautiful face.

Bailiyuan felt his heart piercing when he looked at it, and snorted coldly.

"Why haven't the criminals arrived yet?"

"Dong dong dong!"

Just at this time, a rumble of drums suddenly came from outside Dali Temple. The drums were dull and long, and they came unexpectedly in the silence, startling everyone.

Fu Ranjiu frowned: "Go and see what's going on?"

When I was done with my bowels, I saw the yamen officer hurriedly turned around and said, "Sir, someone is beating a drum to complain."

Beating the drum to complain about injustice? Beating the drum to complain about injustice!!!

"Who is causing trouble?!"

Fu Ranjiu got angry: "What day is it today? Tell him to come back another day!"

His voice was filled with energy, and he felt that the suppressed anger dissipated instantly. Then, he breathed a long sigh of relief and finally sat up straight.

God is so discerning that he sent an ignorant person to complain!

What a big deal it is to put an imperial criminal on trial?

Any case must be shelved first. He can't afford to offend these people in the court, but he can't afford to offend an ordinary person?

"grown ups."

The officer had a sad face: "Those people refused to leave."

Those ones?

Fu Ran stared for a long time, how many people without eyes could actually be there?

"If they don't want to leave, send them away!" Fu Ranjiu frowned fiercely.

It's just a few unsighted and unscrupulous people who can be beaten out. Do you need him to teach you about such a trivial matter?

"grown ups."

But the yamen official was possessed by some evil spirit, and he couldn't understand Fu Ranjiu's intention: "Those people...can't be beaten."

"In this world, there are still people who make trouble in the court, but they can't be beaten?"

Fu Ranjiu laughed angrily. Do they think he is so easy to bully?

"Sir, we were wronged!"

Just when Fu Ran was about to order people to disperse the crowd, he heard a soft shout from outside the lobby. Before he could straighten out everything, he saw a large group of people marching majestically into the court hall.

"Bold..."

Fu Ranjiu's voice got stuck in his throat again, and this time he stopped himself.

Standing under the hall was a group of men with bright armor. Looking around, there were twenty people.

Their eyes are like lightning, but their eyes are sharper than the blade of a knife.

Although Fu Ranjiu served in the Ministry of Punishment, he spent a long time traveling in Beijing. Where did he go to the barracks?

I had never seen so many armed soldiers before. For a moment, I felt a chill running down my spine and my whole body became stiff.


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