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It's three o'clock in the morning.
Cases that are tried by three divisions rarely occur in the capital, especially cases involving the murder of the beloved concubine Long Si. After the officials went to the court, they came to listen one after another.
The joint trial of the three divisions is established in the Zhenfu Division.
The formation was quite large, surrounded by officials, wealthy gentry and common people.
Fu Yunqing was wearing a prison uniform, with heavy shackles on her hands and feet, which clanked with every step she took. Her green jade hairpin was held in a loose single bun, and two locks of hair were hanging down from her forehead, adding a touch of softness and elegance to her always bright and fresh look.
Two guards in golden clothes escorted her to the front of the hall, and there seemed to be women's discussion...
"Miss Fu previously defended a woman's rape and domestic violence cases. How could such a righteous person murder Long Si?" Tofu Xishi Wang Xiaoqing said.
In the crowd, Song Ying, the owner of the rouge shop, also nodded and agreed excitedly: "We don't believe that helping the girl will harm Long Si! She is not such a person!"
Fu Ge clenched his fists: "Yes! Sister is innocent!"
The women said one after another: "There must be a mistake! We are on the side of the girl!"
Soon, a few more strong words were suppressed: "What do you know about women's opinions!? Fu Yunqing looks kind-hearted, but secretly she is a poisonous woman."
"Qing Fuyun, you harmed Long Si and deserved death!" A rotten egg was thrown at him.
Snap! Fu Yunqing's back was filled with a sticky stench. She paused in her steps, and then calmly walked to the front of the hall. Countless rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs were thrown at her. What's more, they wanted to rush up and beat her!
"My dear servant, I will support Yun Qing and bow to Your Majesty, the Queen, the eldest princess, and Lord Jiang."
Her cold and rational voice sounded, and the irritable crowd gradually calmed down.
Today Li Shuhe is here, Qi Sui'an is also here, Jiang Xingwei is the chief judge, Chen Yushi is the supervisor, the minister of Dali Temple is assisting, and the Minister of Punishment is collaborating.
Qi Wenjue sat in the main seat of the high hall, with two rows of Five Elements eunuchs holding the Five Bright Fans beside him.
Suddenly, an eunuch hurried over and knelt down to report: "His Eighth Prince suffered from food poisoning this morning and was vomiting incessantly."
Qi Wenjue actually didn't care much about his son, so he said casually: "Send an imperial doctor to take a look."
"Here." The eunuch received the order.
Food poisoning? I'm afraid I'll be poisoned to death! A smile flashed at the corner of Chen Yushi's mouth that was so fast that it was almost invisible.
Concubine Yu looked weak and exhausted after giving birth. She held her cloak and was supported by the palace maids as she knelt on the ground and cried: "Please make the decision for me, your majesty."
Seeing her coy look, Li Shuhe suddenly felt uncomfortable. He covered his heart and said, "I have some chest tightness."
Qi Wenjue frowned: "Did you catch a cold last night?"
"No." Li Shuhe shook his head.
Qi Wenjue rested in Fengluan Palace last night and worked hard until dawn. He probably didn't sleep, Li Shuhe thought to himself.
Concubine Yu dug her nails into her palms, feeling extremely resentful. She had a miscarriage, but Li Shuhe only had chest tightness, and His Majesty cared so much about her! How can you not be jealous? Don’t hate?
She suppressed her anger, cried and repeated in a higher voice: "Please make the decision for me, your majesty. The dragon heir who was killed in my belly is your child..."
Qi Wenjue was brought back to his senses and looked at Fuyunqing coldly: "Fuyunqing, what else do you have to argue with?"
"In front of His Majesty, I dare not quibble." Fu Yunqing knelt down, his voice was calm and clear, "I only ask that Your Majesty and the Queen can give me justice."
"Justice?" Qi Wenjue's displeased voice sounded majestic, "How outrageous! You harmed the dragon heir, and you dare to demand justice!"
Concubine Yu cried even more, fanning the flames and saying: "I only have one son, Yu'er, and now I finally have a son again, oh oh oh...but I was harmed by Fuyun Qing!"
"Concubine Yu, don't cry or cry in the court, which will damage the royal dignity." Li Shuhe pursed his lips and took the initiative to hold Qi Wenjue's hand.
Concubine Yu wrung her handkerchief to stop crying.
Qi Wenjue's expression softened, he wrapped his hand around Li Shuhe's warm and delicate fingertips, and glanced at Fu Yunqing: "Tell me, what kind of justice do you want? If you can't tell me why, I will punish you today for killing your heir. His crime should be punished——"
"Ahem." Li Shuhe raised his sleeves to cover his face, pretending to drink tea, but actually lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty, give me some face."
In the past few years, Li Shuhe has never been soft or bowed to him. Qi Wenjue was very impressed and changed his words: "His crime must be severely punished!"
Fu Yunqing glanced at Li Shuhe gratefully.
Li Shuhe nodded slightly, his eyes gentle and steady, and he looked at Fu Yunqing, as if he was guarding her silently.
Fu Yunqing was moved in his heart, calmed down, and said with firm eyes: "I did not push Concubine Yu, let alone harm the heir! Concubine Yu is already infertile, how can I harm the heir?"
"Unbridled!" Concubine Yu suddenly stood up, pointed at Fu Yunqing and said, "What a blow! The imperial doctor looked, heard, heard, heard and felt, took the pulse and diagnosed that I am one month pregnant, and the symptoms of early pregnancy were also registered. You are a vegetarian as the imperial doctor. Really? How dare you say that I am infertile!"
"You don't know whether your Majesty is pregnant? The person who diagnosed you with early pregnancy was Imperial Physician Jiang. Ten years ago, Imperial Physician Jiang was a student from a poor family. He was favored by Chen Yushi and was admitted to the Imperial Hospital. He has always had a close personal relationship with you. . If you are pregnant, why don’t you seek consultation from several more imperial doctors? Instead of only seeking consultation from Imperial Physician Jiang? The collusion between the two is a trick!"
Fu Yunqing's logic was clear. As soon as he said this, Chen Yushi narrowed his eyes, and Concubine Yu said resolutely: "Nonsense! I did not collude with Imperial Doctor Jiang at all!"
At this time, Imperial Doctor Jiang in the crowd stepped forward, knelt down and said: "Wei Chen guarantees with the head on his neck that he has never colluded with Concubine Yu. Concubine Yu is indeed one month pregnant."
"Did you hear that? There was no collusion between me and Imperial Doctor Jiang at all!" Concubine Yu said.
"How can those who collude admit collusion?" Fu Yunqing's words were like needles, piercing the vital point, and he quickly asked, "If the empress was pregnant, why would she still use musk sachets? Everyone knows that musk can cause miscarriage in pregnant women. !”
Concubine Yu subconsciously covered the sachet on her waist and retorted: "I didn't know this was a musk sachet!"
Concubine Yu's confidant, the maid, immediately knelt down and slapped herself, saying in agreement, "It's all my fault! You are obviously pregnant and suffer from morning sickness every day, but my slave is still careless and gives you a sachet containing musk."
Concubine Yu’s master and servant’s answers were flawless.
Chen Yushi nodded with satisfaction, let's see how Fu Yunqing breaks the situation? etc!
Chen Yushi's face changed slightly, and he was frightened in his heart. Wasn't Fu Yunqing hypnotized by the mother's poison?
Why did he confront Concubine Yu when he should have admitted that he had killed his heir? What went wrong!
The corners of Fuyunqing's lips were slightly hooked, and her eyes were as firm as a sharp blade, piercing people's hearts: "Concubine Yu is so eloquent that I, the minister, feel inferior to her, but facts speak louder than words."
"Yesterday, Concubine Yu had a miscarriage. Why on the day of the miscarriage, Concubine Yu, you—"
"Will we come to Kuishui again?
