Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 466 Implicit Negotiation

When Liu Xingzhou saw that Li Qinzai was not pleading, nor was he inquiring about the case, he was actually here to negotiate.

There are many doubts in the case, but what is desperate is that Liu Shanwang was taken to prison immediately after the incident, and the witness and material evidence was also blocked. All the channels for Liu Xingzhou to obtain information were cut off by Li Qinzai.

Under such circumstances, even if Liu Xingzhou complained about his grievances, he couldn't find out what happened, so he could only come to negotiate with Li Qinzai.

Knowing that there is trickery, but there is no evidence to refute it. The dog was indeed present at the time of the crime, and there are many witnesses. Now that the dog is questioned, Liu Xingzhou can't see him, and he is also secretly suspicious in his heart. Didn't really do something?

After all, I know more about Quanzi's behavior on weekdays, but there was an important factor when the incident happened yesterday, that is, Liu Shanwang had been drinking.

No matter how good a person is, no one is sure what he will do when he is drunk, even the drunk himself. Some people even beat themselves up when they get drunk. How can they use normal logic? reasoning?
In the flower hall of the side courtyard, Li Qinzai was sitting on a chair.

The novelty furniture in the room was designed by Li Qinzai. I was really impatient with the kneeling posture of the ancients, and my legs became numb after sitting upright for a while, so I built tables and chairs that I used to in my previous life.

Liu Xingzhou was quite uncomfortable sitting on the chair, unable to maintain a kneeling posture, always felt that his buttocks were hanging in the air, and his heart was not at ease.

Li Qinzai sat with his legs flat, and tried not to cross his legs, which was unsightly and unhealthy, and would have a great impact on future generations.

For example, sitting with legs flat: o|o
This is how Erlang's legs are raised: %
The talent is this: ‰

Well, the things in the bag should also be taken good care of, men are sometimes very fragile.

We just had a few conversations, but the conversation has actually collapsed. Liu Xingzhou is a person who is good at observing facial expressions. Li Qinzai scolded him a few words, and Liu Xingzhou felt that Li Qinzai seemed to be hostile to him.

"Uncle Li, I have an unfeeling request. Regardless of the circumstances of the case, I would like to meet Liu Shanwang in person. As a father, it is not too much to see your own son, right? Please, Mr. Li, be accommodating." .”

Li Qinzai said indifferently: "Your son is being imprisoned in the prison of Yongzhou Governor's Mansion. This case has alarmed the emperor. The case is serious and extremely bad. In order to avoid suspicion, it is better for Liu Yushi not to interfere with this official's handling of the case, otherwise he will easily get burned."

Liu Xingzhou became more and more apprehensive, and asked tentatively: "If the dog's charges are confirmed, what kind of punishment will he receive?"

Li Qinzai smiled: "Liu Yushi is an official of Yushitai, and Yushitai is one of the three divisions. You always know the Law of Zhenguan by heart, right? Don't you know what punishment your son will receive?"

"Stealing and hurting people, hurting people is actually an attempted murder, and the one who was hurt was the grandson of Lord Shen. Think about it yourself. I'm afraid it's not enough to travel thousands of miles."

Cold sweat trickled down Liu Xingzhou's forehead.

Liu Shanwang was his only son, and he was a son of old age. The incense of the Liu family was all attached to Liu Shanwang. If Li Qinzai really sentenced him to death, the line of the Liu family would be completely cut off.

Liu Xingzhou looked up at Li Qinzai, and said softly: "Uncle Li, I don't know if there is any other way to reduce the punishment for the dog? Please also ask Uncle Li to point out the way."

Li Qinzai smiled meaningfully: "I don't seem to understand Liu Yushi's words. Apart from judging the case impartially, where else can I understand?"

"Liu Yushi might as well go home and reflect on why he raised such a son. Of course, it would be better if he could reflect on other things."

Liu Xingzhou shuddered suddenly, at this moment he finally understood Li Qinzai's words.

After talking nonsense for a long time all morning, the only thing that was really useful was Li Qinzai's last sentence, "reflect on something else".

What can Liu Xingzhou reflect on?

Doesn't he know what he has done recently?
Not caring about wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, Liu Xingzhou said in a low voice: "Damn it! I shouldn't listen to rumors. I'm impeaching my cousin..."

Li Qinzai hastily stopped him: "Don't talk nonsense. Whether my cousin is guilty is still uncertain. If Dali Temple judges him to be guilty, Liu Yushi will participate in the impeachment well! Help me clean up the Li family, my British public family Everyone should thank you."

Liu Xingzhou was stunned for a long while, and could only say: "Yes, I made a slip of the tongue. What I mean is that my cousin's case has already fallen to Dali Temple. Even if I want to withdraw my participation, there is no way for me to return to heaven." ..."

Without raising his eyebrows, Li Qinzai sighed softly, "Yes, he has fallen into Dali Temple, and there is no way to return to heaven. There are so many people impeaching him, I don't know where this evil wind came from..."

Liu Xingzhou understood the seemingly emotional sentence again, and his expression suddenly fell into a struggle.

The meaning in Li Qinzai's words is very subtle, it probably means that you have to confess to me the source of this evil wind, otherwise we have nothing to talk about.

"Official, let the official go back and think about it..." Liu Xingzhou gritted his teeth.

Li Qinzai said kindly: "Fuck you."

…………

In the backyard of the posthouse next to Chang’an West City, a burner of sandalwood is burning in the middle of the yard. Curly smoke rises from the hollowed-out incense burner. There is a little bit of meditation in the air, which makes people feel peaceful from the bottom of their hearts.

The county magistrate of Jinxiang has plain clothes and face, no rouge, stroking a guqin with his slender hands, and the leisurely, elegant and sometimes sad sound of the piano lingers with the sandalwood.

Niu Fangzhi stroked his beard and closed his eyes, and listened intoxicatedly to the county magistrate of Jinxiang playing the piano, nodding his head from time to time, or frowning slightly, commenting on Jinxiang's piano skills based on his expression.

After a long time, the song was finished, the maid brought the copper basin, Jin Xiang washed his hands in the copper basin, and smiled sweetly: "Grandpa Niu, may this song be in your ears?"

Niu Fangzhi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "At your age, it's rare to be able to play "Wen Ji Returning to Han" to such a high level."

Jin Xiang pouted slightly: "That is to say, the junior's piano skills are still not good enough?"

Niu Fangzhi smiled and said: ""Wen Ji Returns to Han", also known as "Hu Jia Eighteen Beats", tells the story of Cai Wenji's life of sorrow and displacement. There are eighteen beats, sometimes quiet, sometimes passionate, sometimes sad, But in the end, it comes down to sympathy for the people who lost their lives in the war. Although your piano skills are good, you feel the same as the loss, and it lacks a little charm, which is a pity."

Jin Xiang bowed his head humbly and said: "Grandpa Niu has taught you well. The younger generation will practice hard and play for Grandpa Niu in the future. You will not be disappointed."

Niu Fangzhi stroked his beard and smiled approvingly, but narrowed his eyes, and said: "You sent people all the way to invite the old man from outside the city to this inn. Could it be that you just want the old man to listen to you playing the piano?"

Jin Xiang's pretty face blushed, and said, "Grandpa Niu's eyes are as bright as a torch, he can't hide anything from you..."

Niu Fangzhi was stunned: "Is there really something wrong? Don't tell the old man, it's your little lover who caused trouble again."

Jin Xiang was ashamed and said angrily, "What's a 'little lover', Grandpa Niu speaks too badly."

Niu Fangzhi snorted, "The old man's words are harsh? Your blushing face is almost like writing on your face, 'If you don't marry him'."

(End of this chapter)