Chapter 229 You are lying

Style: Historical Author: Tiangong QinglongWords: 2228Update Time: 24/01/12 02:56:13
Zhao Feng still remembered that his biggest thought when he entered the officialdom was to protect himself from being bullied by others.

When he defeated those bandits, it was because the county magistrate did not come out to support him. If it were not for the concerted efforts of the villagers, I am afraid that he would have died by the swords of those bandits!

A county magistrate is like this, let alone an Anwenhou. If this matter is ignored, who knows how many people will die at the hands of Zheng Bo in the future?

Perhaps Zheng Bo's hands have already been stained with human lives, but no one has stood up to solve this matter before!

If Zheng Bo is like this, what about the other nobles?

Zhao Feng gritted his teeth. He suddenly understood why he was so disgusted with Zheng Bo, Zheng Xiong and the like.

What he hates is not the aristocratic status of these people, nor is it because they are in a different class than himself, but because they use their power to do bad things, evil things!

But no one dares to mess with such a person, even all the nobles in the entire Zhou Dynasty!

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng frowned and looked directly at Zhou Rui.

Zhou Rui was also weighing the pros and cons at this time. What he considered was different from what Zhao Feng considered. What he considered was that Marquis An Wen had already come up with such a method at this time, just to save his son's life. If he really If he refuses to give up, wouldn't he offend a large number of nobles?

Zhou Zhen handed the case to the two of them without saying how to solve it. To put it bluntly, the right to solve it was still in their hands.

If I insist on suppressing Zheng Bo, how will the other nobles view me in the future?

If this is the case, how can he accomplish what he planned?

Zhou Rui sighed softly and was about to speak when Zhao Feng suddenly said.

"Your Highness, we are tired of interrogating. Why don't we go to the back to discuss the case and then decide how to judge the case."

Zhou Rui was stunned for a moment, nodded slowly, and then immediately announced the recess.

Zhou Rui brought Zhang Jian and Zhao Feng to the back, where the three of them sat looking at each other.

Zhang Jian sighed softly and spoke directly.

"Your Highness, Mr. Zhao, this situation is already very good."

"If he admits that he killed someone, then he can be sentenced to pay compensation according to the laws of Dazhou. If he continues to struggle with it, I'm afraid it won't do any good."

Zhou Rui frowned and thought for a moment, then looked up at Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng looked at Zhou Rui with burning eyes and said calmly.

"Even if we can let it go this time, what about next time?"

"Can all the nobles in the world take human life lightly?"

Zhang Jian frowned, looked at Zhao Feng and said.

"Master Zhao, that's not what I meant, but Marquis Anwen has a special status after all..."

Zhao Feng gritted his teeth and said.

"There are so many people with special status. If they are allowed to disregard human lives and ignore the law just because of their special status, then is there any law in this country?"

Seeing that Zhang Jian and Zhao Feng were almost quarreling, Zhou Rui quickly waved his hand to signal them to calm down.

Then he looked at Zhao Feng and said helplessly.

"Mr. Zhao, I know what you mean."

"But…"

Zhao Feng waved his hand vigorously, looked at Zhou Rui seriously and said.

"It's nothing. You are the eldest prince. I hope you can understand that a country has many important bottom lines that cannot be crossed, because once these bottom lines are crossed, the country will no longer have credibility at all!"

Zhou Rui frowned, took a deep breath, and nodded vigorously.

"I understand, thank you Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Feng turned to look at Zhang Jian. Zhang Jian just sighed lightly and didn't say much.

Although Zhou Rui has decided to handle the matter impartially, the difficulty of this matter has not yet been resolved, which is how to prove that Zhang Xiuqing is an ordinary folk girl, not a singer.

Zhao Feng frowned and thought hard.

Since Zheng Xiong dared to call the old bustard out, it meant that the rest of the matter had been prepared. Even if Zhao Feng went to look for witnesses, he might not be able to find them at all.

As the father of the deceased, Zhang Dazhuang's words cannot be regarded as reliable evidence, because it is very likely that he will be labeled as one word.

Zhao Feng took a deep breath. Just as they were thinking about how to find the key to breaking the situation, a figure suddenly opened the door and walked in.

"Master Zhao, are you okay?"

Seeing this person, Zhao Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly stood up and handed over his hands.

"It turns out to be Master Yin of Shuntian Prefecture!"

"I wonder why Mr. Lin is here suddenly?"

Shuntian Prefecture Yin smiled slightly. He had learned about the situation here, so he came here specially.

"Master Zhao, I happen to have another piece of autopsy evidence, which can completely defeat their words!"

He said this and handed a piece of evidence directly to Zhao Feng.

"I didn't present this key evidence before because I wanted to see if Mr. Zhao was as willing to fight them to the end as he said."

"Now I have confirmed that having officials like Mr. Zhao is a blessing for the people of Zhou Dynasty!"

After hearing what Shuntian Fuyin said, Zhao Feng looked at the evidence in his hand and nodded happily.

When Zhou Rui heard this, he was thoughtful, and finally seemed to have made up his mind.

Soon after the meeting was held again, Zhang Dazhuang kept kneeling in the main hall of the yamen. Seeing his miserable look, the people outside could not bear it.

At this time, everyone is expecting them to give justice to the deceased.

In addition to these common people, there were many people sent by the nobles waiting at the door. They wanted to see how this case would be decided. Some of them were called over by Zheng Xiong to help them pretend.

Zhou Rui sat in the main seat and sorted out the Book of Changes, then turned to look at Zhao Feng.

"Master Zhao, continue!"

Zhao Feng nodded, patted the gavel gently, and then looked at the madam.

"You just said that Zhang Xiuqing is a singer there, and has she ever received customers before?"

The madam nodded slightly.

"Indeed, she is even often taken out to pick up guests."

Zhao Feng chuckled, slammed the table, pointed at the madam and cursed angrily.

"How dare you give false evidence in this court!"

"Come here, push her down and punish her with a hundred sticks!"

Upon hearing this, the madam suddenly became anxious and shouted that he was wronged.

Zhao Feng sneered and held up the evidence just sent by Shuntian Prefecture Yin.

"I have received another piece of evidence here, which was obtained from the autopsy of Zhang Xiuqing, a civilian girl."

"This proves you are lying!"