Seeing Gan Wenyuan lose his composure, everyone sighed.
This kid is only fifteen years old, and he is still too young compared to veterans. It is normal for him to have an emotional breakdown if he cannot bear the blow. Who makes him so crazy?
Next, it depends on how His Royal Highness will deal with him.
To be honest, many people don't want him to die. The military camp has always advocated strength.
Although when he spoke arrogantly, everyone wanted to tear his mouth apart, but if you think about it carefully, who is not frivolous at a young age? If he had defeated so many experienced veterans in the art of war at the age of fifteen, They are probably much crazier than him!
"Just because you know you're wrong doesn't mean it didn't happen, come here!"
"exist!"
Several soldiers did not dare to neglect and immediately said in unison.
Lin Yi looked calm and ordered: "Gan Wenyuan is arrogant, insulting the prince and the Zhenbei Army. How should we deal with it according to the Zhenbei Military Law?"
"His Royal Highness, according to Zhenbei's military law, he should be beaten with fifty military sticks, stripped of his military rank, deprived of his official status, and sent to the mines for five years of hard work."
When Gan Wenyuan heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
It’s over, it’s completely over now!
Lin Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and thought in his mind: "This kid doesn't know his identity as the prince. In the final analysis, he just looks down on people. This punishment is indeed serious. Five years is enough to make a genius fall. It is indeed a pity. Moreover, to protect the emperor The clan, like the Dragon Guard, is directly under orders from the royal family..."
In that case, give him a chance.
However, the lesson still needs to be learned. If he doesn't fight, he won't be able to remember it.
Lin Yi looked at the soldier who replied: "Forget it, pull it down and hit it with a hundred military sticks to serve as a warning to others."
"yes!"
The soldiers immediately dragged Gan Wenyuan away and enforced military law.
"Thank you, Your Highness, for not killing. Thank you, Your Highness, for not killing..." Gan Wenyuan cried as he was being dragged away. It felt so good not to have to die!
"I admire His Highness's open-mindedness and generosity!" Mr. Chen said sincerely.
Lin Yi looked back at him and ordered: "Mrs. Chen, he will be handed over to you from now on. Remember, start from the bottom. Whenever he changes, you will be promoted to a higher rank."
"Yes, Your Highness, I will definitely live up to His Highness's trust."
Captain Chen looked excited. Unexpectedly, it was a blessing in disguise. He finally saw the hope of promotion. If he was promoted before leaving the army, he would have something to brag about after he returned.
Lin Yi looked around at the crowd and said to Mr. Chen, "Mr. Chen, please accompany me for a visit."
After saying that, he walked away from the Yanwu Division and heard Gan Wenyuan's screams when he went out. You cannot use your strength to resist the punishment of the military staff, otherwise it will be regarded as disobeying the military order.
After using these hundred sticks, it is estimated that the whole buttocks will be rotten, and I will not be able to get out of bed for ten days and half a month.
Captain Chen immediately followed Lin Yi's footsteps, and the two of them went to the place where King Zhenbei and Princess Changping were buried, in a claustrophobic valley twenty miles away from the military camp.
"Your Highness, the two of them were buried in this stream. The commander-in-chief once told me that no one in the military camp dared to discuss this matter anymore..."
"Okay, you wait for me at the entrance of the valley, I'll come as soon as I go."
After Lin Yi said that, he entered the valley and soon came to a huge rock next to the water stream. Only then did he catch his eyes and see clearly the two coffins at the bottom of the green water stream.
His spiritual consciousness covered it, and after careful observation for a while, he took his spiritual consciousness back into the sea of consciousness.
"The two bones look the same. It seems that the place of death mentioned in the future letter is not the place where they were buried, but the place where I killed the King of Zhenbei."
Lin Yi frowned slightly, but still had no clue, so he could only go back with Mr. Chen first.
He came alone to the place where King Zhenbei was killed that day.
Recalling that day, he asked the Holy Judge, who took action to kill the two kings of Zhenbei. When did the people of the Humanity Sect activate the innate formation, and what was their relationship with the Humanity Sect.
There are many loopholes in this!
That innate formation must have erased some important information!
Suddenly, Lin Yi had a flash of inspiration: "How about asking a saint to try? Maybe the rules of heaven and earth have no effect on the remnants of the sages of literature and art. They may know the ins and outs of this matter."
"But......"
Lin Yi frowned slightly: "Sage judgment is the literary judgment of the world's literati according to the rules of literature. If I really call out the saint, but there is no one to judge, will I be obliterated by the rules of literature? If not, then Will the rules of culture be affected..."
After hesitating for a while, Lin Yi decided to find out the truth of the matter.
If the saint knew that what he was doing was for the common people in the world, he would definitely not blame him.
After reading this, Lin Yi no longer struggled, faced the east directly, raised his hands and shouted: "Please Holy Judgment!"
Woohoo~
As soon as he finished speaking, talent energy surged over the Zhenbei military camp, forming auspicious clouds of talent and purple energy coming from the east.
Immediately afterwards, a golden light shone down from the auspicious clouds, and then a huge golden shadow stood on the auspicious clouds. It looked like it was not the familiar one before.
"Why not him?"
At the same time, Lin Yi's mind also recalled the scene not long ago when he passed through the phantom of the Confucian Temple, entered the Confucian Temple, saw the golden body of the saint, and also entered the golden body.
Could it be that it was caused by his own behavior?
The sudden vision of the saint made the officers and soldiers of the Zhenbei Army startled and they all looked up.
"Who is asking for the Holy Judgment!"
In the general's tent, Zhang Yousong suddenly felt something. He immediately left the camp and looked in that direction. Sun Datong quickly came to his side.
"My lord, there is a great righteousness among the talented and auspicious clouds. It is Lin Yi."
Sun Datong looked serious and continued: "This is how the King of Zhenbei died. Sir, could it be that there was something wrong with the plan above? Or that he had discovered what we had done..."
Zhang Yousong shook his head: "Probably not. If he really found something, our lives would have been lost long ago given his strength."
"However, we are running out of time. Once the King of Han and King Qin arrive to take over the Zhenbei Army, our affairs will be exposed as soon as we check the account books..."
"Shut up."
Zhang Yousong said coldly: "Notify brothers, keep waiting, I will find the most suitable time."
"good."
Sun Datong nodded.
Lin Yi is here.
After the saint's shadow was completely condensed, the saint said: "Who asks for the Holy Judgment!"
But when he looked down at Lin Yi, his eyes changed obviously, and he thought in his heart: "It's actually him!"
The holy statue was a little dazed, and then it came back to its senses, and the saint's heavenly voice came down: "Speak."
Lin Yi was a little confused, did this saint also know him?
But he did not get to the bottom of it, but asked: "Sage, can you recreate the scene when King Zhenbei and Princess Changping were killed?"
"It can't be done."
The icon answered directly.
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, remembering that when he was investigating the theft of Taoist magic from the Demon Suppressing Hall, he experienced a reenactment of the scene in the Demon Suppressing Hall.
Later, when he entered the second level and became a sub-sage, he learned about that ability, called the reappearance of the long river, which could only be achieved by entering the first level.
But at that time, I was just entering the literary world, so how could I have such ability!
After thinking about it, Lin Yi attributed all this to the saint who gave him the holy ruler.
The Saint's Cannian represents the rules of literature and art, and it is necessary to have this ability. Otherwise, how can one know whether the other party is guilty during the Holy Judgment?
Why did the saint say it couldn't be done?
During his meditation, the icon seemed to see Lin Yi's doubts. He shook his head, and the saint's Tianyin descended again, but this time, only Lin Yi could hear it.
"It's not that I can't do it, nor can other saints, because we can't check your past and future, let alone recreate the scene."
"ah?"
Hearing this, Lin Yi couldn't help but be surprised: "What do you mean? Since you can't check anything about me, how did the saint judge whether I was guilty or not when he carried out the holy judgment on me before?"
However, before he finished speaking, he noticed something was wrong with the saint's eyes.
In a daze, he thought of the holy statue again.
When it is not wrapped in literary rules, its true appearance is almost exactly the same as Lin Yi!
At this moment, a possibility suddenly appeared in Lin Yi's mind!
"Could it be said that that saint's body is really related to me, or that it is me in the future?!"
