At this time, Zhou Rui was sitting in the middle of the three halls of Dali Temple. On the left was Zhao Feng, who was from Zhongshushe, and on the right was Zhang Jian, the minister of the Ministry of Punishment.
The government officials of Dali Temple stood on the left and right, holding killing sticks in their hands. The entire government office looked very majestic.
Zhou Rui turned to look at Zhang Jian. As the Minister of Punishment, he is also one of the principal officials of Dali Temple. He also holds the position of minister of Dali Temple, so it is perfect for him to join the three halls for trial. .
Zhou Rui smiled slightly and asked Zhang Jian directly.
"Zhang Siqing, can we take the prisoners now?"
Zhang Jian nodded, cupped his hands and said.
"It's all up to the eldest prince to make the decision. I'm just here to give you a little guidance."
With a simple sentence, he was completely removed, which made Zhao Feng couldn't help but smile lightly.
Zhou Rui, as if he didn't understand what Zhang Jian meant at all, was stunned.
"Bring someone to commit the crime!"
"have!"
The yamen servant outside immediately brought Zheng Bo to the court. Zheng Bo's fat body trembled as he walked, and his eyes were full of contempt.
"I have met His Highness!"
Zheng Bo reluctantly raised his hand and did not kneel down. He just stood there with a disdainful expression.
Zhou Rui's face darkened, Zhao Feng pointed directly at Zheng Bo and said.
"You are a brave criminal. You have no reputation. How dare you not kneel down when you come to the court?"
Zheng Bo picked his ears and said contemptuously.
"Who doesn't know that I am the son of Marquis Anwen? I am just a young Marquis. Let me kneel down to you and go ahead and dream!"
The people outside suddenly started talking, and even the government officials inside felt ashamed.
Zhao Feng chuckled, looked at Zheng Bo quietly and asked.
"Little Marquis?"
Zheng Bo nodded, obviously very satisfied with Zhao Feng's title.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Feng suddenly slapped the alarm: "How reckless!"
"You don't have a title yourself, yet you dare to call yourself a marquis! Could it be that you want to make yourself king?"
"Or are you saying that you regard the laws of the Zhou Dynasty as nothing?"
Zheng Bo opened his mouth instantly, not knowing what to say.
Everyone knows that he is the son of Marquis Anwen, and will be the young Marquis who will inherit the throne in the future. But the problem is that he will only be able to inherit the throne in the future. Now Marquis Anwen Zheng Xiong is still alive, and he is only a nominal heir.
Using his future identity to talk about things in the present, Zhao Feng immediately found a loophole.
Zhou Rui looked at Zheng Bo coldly. Zheng Bo gritted his teeth and knelt down on one knee reluctantly. He knew that he was now passive, but he was not panic in his heart. So what if he knelt down?
Anyway, if Zhou Rui and Zhao Feng didn't grasp their guilt, they would walk out intact.
Thinking of this, Zheng Bo chuckled, and then with the help of the yamen servant, he reluctantly stood up.
"Prisoner Zheng Bo, you insulted Li Xiuqing, the daughter of a businessman, and not only forcibly took her as your own, but even brutally abused him, which eventually led to Li Xiuqing's death. You also threw the body directly out of your backyard. How can you do this? Plea?"
Zhou Rui asked directly. Zheng Bo sneered and immediately shook his head.
"First Prince, don't blame me right away. Instead, tell me if you have any evidence?"
When Zhao Feng saw that Zheng Bo was confident, he already guessed in his heart that Zheng Bo and the others might have already used Tongtian's means to silence everyone who knew about it.
If they only relied on the evidence from their previous investigation, I'm afraid they really wouldn't be able to convict.
Fortunately, Zhou Rui was prepared. He took out the case and said calmly.
"According to the informant, you led people directly into Li Xiuqing's home on the day of the incident and tied her to a sedan. Not long after, the sedan returned to your house."
Zheng Bo nodded slowly and said calmly.
"Then how can Your Highness prove that she must be in the sedan chair?"
Zhou Rui laughed and said calmly.
"According to the autopsy evidence, her wrists and ankles had signs of being strangled by ropes. When I went to your house at that time, I happened to see signs of being strangled by ropes on your bed, right?"
"Also, the body of the deceased was covered with bruises. The most serious injury was a stab wound on the chest, which shed a lot of blood. Under the blue bricks in your house, there happened to be soil soaked in blood."
"Also, there is some human flesh between the nails of the deceased. Why don't you please lift up your sleeves and let us see if there are any injuries on your body?"
Zheng Bo frowned slightly. He had already sent people to deal with these evidences, so why were they in Zhou Rui's hands now?
But Zheng Bo was still making excuses.
"These are just coincidences. Could it be that His Highness's decision on the case was all based on coincidence?"
"If we don't come up with some real evidence, there's no way to conclude that I killed someone!"
Zhou Rui turned to look at Zhao Feng, who burst into laughter instantly.
"I already knew you said that, but when you asked people to throw the body out that day, there was also a knife thrown out at the same time. Is this knife the murder weapon?"
"I have a plate here that I brought from your house. When you eat on the plate, the plate will be stained with the marks of your fingers. If I compare the two marks, which one do you think? Are the fingerprints on the knife the same as yours?"
Hearing Zhao Feng's words, Zheng Bo's eyes widened instantly and he looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief.
He has never heard of such a method of solving a case, using one person's fingerprints to solve the case. How is this possible?
Zhao Feng looked at Zheng Bo calmly. This is actually a very simple method in later generations. Fingerprints can be revealed by using some medicinal powder.
But in this era, no one knew about it except him. Even Zhou Rui looked at Zhao Feng in shock.
"No, it's impossible!"
Zheng Bo was still quibbling there, obviously looking like a stubborn duck.
Zhao Feng chuckled, took out the medicinal powder he secretly prepared, and sprinkled it directly on the plate.
Then he blew it gently, and clear fingerprints suddenly appeared on the plate.
Zhao Feng raised the plate with his gloved hand, pointed at the fingerprints on it and said.
"What? Do you want to compare?"
"You haven't confessed your guilt until now!"
Zhao Feng said this with a stern voice. Zheng Bo was obviously frightened to the point of collapse and took two steps back in disbelief.
Zhao Feng breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that Zheng Bo would not plead guilty so quickly, so he specially prepared these.
As for this plate, of course it was one he took randomly from home, and the fingerprints on it were not Zheng Bo's, but his own.
After all, the Shuntian Governor did not give him those government affairs, he just gave him a copy of the case!
