The daily life of Dali Siqing

Chapter 290 Retrial

"General Zuo Tunwei, Wen Jie, come to visit Master Yang, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple!"

As he said that, Wen Jie sent out his official certificate and token to the guard in charge of the gate, taking it as his identity certificate.

Wen Jie came this time not only as a family member of the victim, but also as General Zuo Tunwei.

Shaoqing of Dali Temple is on the fourth rank, and General Zuo Tunwei is on the third rank.

Regardless of real power, Wen Jie is still above Yang Qingyuan in terms of rank. This time, he wants to use his status and official position to suppress Yang Qingyuan.

"Hahaha! Master Wen is here! Mr. Yang is going to invite you! Unexpectedly, Master Wen himself will come to your door!"

The traditional way of appearing in the martial arts of the Great Zhou Dynasty is to transmit the sound first and then show up.

Yang Qingyuan finally pretended to be.

After experiencing many obstacles from Song Huifu, Liu Wangshu, and Ji Yaohua, Yang Qingyuan finally completed the achievement in front of Wen Jie.

Appeared in front of people, although late but arrived.

Sure enough, Wen Jie's expression was serious at the moment.

Wen Jie himself is a warrior of the Yuanhua Realm. Although half of it is due to medicinal materials, the Yuanhua Realm is the Yuanhua Realm. How do you care about him? !

Facing Yang Qingyuan's sound transmission, Wen Jie felt a bottomless feeling.

In the previous few meetings, Yang Qingyuan was the presiding judge of the case, appearing in front of Wen Jie in the image of a civil official.

Although Yang Qingyuan's martial arts were passed on miraculously in Shendu, few people have seen it with their own eyes!
Wen Jie had never seen it before, so before, Wen Jie had been skeptical about Yang Qingyuan's martial arts, until now he heard Yang Qingyuan's voice transmission.

The true essence attached to the sound transmission gives people an unfathomable feeling.

Is this the true strength of Dali Temple Shaoqing Yang Qingyuan? !

The moment he saw Yang Qingyuan, Wen Jie forced a smile on his face, and gave up the idea of ​​suppressing Yang Qingyuan with his official position.

"Master Yang, what's the matter with me!?"

"So what's the matter with Mr. Wen looking for the next official?!"

Yang Qingyuan looked at Wen Jie with a half-smile.

Thinking about the martial arts that Yang Qingyuan showed just now, Wen Jie's aura instantly weakened.

"I heard Master Yintong from Jingzhao Mansion say that the body of the child was transported away by Dali Temple! That's why I want to ask!"

"Master Wen is afraid that my Dali Temple will damage Mr. Ling's body?! We also want to facilitate the investigation!"

During the conversation, two official sedan chairs came down from the side, and Li Chengguang, the Minister of the Ministry of War, and his daughter Li Qingning came out of the sedan chairs.

A stern look flashed in Wen Jie's eyes, and he spoke louder, not knowing whether it was intentional or not.

"In order to get justice for the old man's poor son, the old man will spare no expense."

Wen Jie's address has become an old man, portraying himself as a miserable image of an old man who lost his son.

Li Chengguang, the Minister of War at the side, seemed to have heard it, but he didn't seem to hear it, he just shook his head slightly with a smile.

Then he took his daughter and walked straight to the gate of Dali Temple.

Simple salute to Yang Qingyuan and Wen Jie, "General Wen! Master Yang!"

"Both, why don't you go inside first! There is new evidence in this case, so you can re-enter the court for trial!"

Wen Jie's face froze slightly when he heard Yang Qingyuan's words. Although Wen Jie had a simple guess when he saw Li Chengguang, it was different after all from Yang Qingyuan's mouth.

Everyone followed Yang Qingyuan back to the courtroom of Dali Temple.

"Crack!" After everyone sat down, Yang Qingyuan slapped the gavel.

Ascension! !
After the Dali Temple process, the court trial entered the formal stage.

"Bring the prisoners a blessing!"

Wen Laifu was brought to the hall.

"Wen Laifu, I am asking you whether you will continue to confirm your statement."

Facing Yang Qingyuan's question, Wen Laifu did not change his expression, his gaze was firm.

"My lord! It is true that after Zhang San shot my young master with an arrow, he continued to hit him hard, causing my young master to die on the spot. The villain is not lying! Didn't the autopsy also find out the bone wound on my young master's remains? !"

Seeing Wen Laifu being so resolute, Yang Qingyuan also had to secretly praise his loyal servant in his heart!
"Wen Laifu, I will tell you again that all the evidence is not sympathetic, and the translator is falsified. If there are discrepancies in the crime, the witness will be reduced by two grades, and the translator will be guilty of the same crime. If you are found to be a perjury, you should be charged with homicide. Reduce the penalty by two classes! I think that God has the virtue of being good at life, but you don't understand the criminal law, so I'm giving you a chance!"

Wen Jie's expression on the side was already extremely ugly, and Yang Qingyuan's attitude made him feel that today's trial is probably about to fail!
However, Wen Laifu was indeed loyal to Wen Jie, and insisted that he had no perjury and was telling the truth.

"It seems that you will not die until the Yellow River!?"

Wen Laifu was still stubborn, "My lord, you said that the villain gave perjury, but you have real evidence. How can you convince me that you just say that there is no evidence? Since you said that the villain gave perjury, then you have to show evidence!? Otherwise Even in front of the emperor, the villain is telling the truth!!"

Anyone who has seen Dongying Elementary School Detectives knows that whenever a criminal suspect asks this sentence, it means that he will be killed by an elementary school detective who is less than four feet tall!
Wen Laifu obviously didn't read it!
Yang Qingyuan looked at the unyielding Wen Laifu, and couldn't help laughing!

"What a mouth with sharp teeth! It's ridiculous that you are dying, and you are still talking about it! Talking nonsense! Then I will show you what is ironclad evidence!?"

Speaking of which, Yang Qingyuan stepped down from the high seat in the courtroom.

With a group of people came outside the court.

Outside the courtroom at this moment, there are two straw mats being spread, and another straw mat is covering the top, I don't know what is under it!
Father Song Hui, who was originally listening, was already standing beside the two straw mats, with a red oil umbrella in his hand.

"Everyone, please see!"

Under Song Huifu's signal, the straw mat was lifted, and below it were two washed bones!
Wenjie fought on the battlefield, naturally he was not afraid of bones.

It is reasonable for Li Chengguang to remain scheming without changing his expression.

But Miss Li's complexion only changed slightly, and then returned to normal, which made Yang Qingyuan look at her with admiration, she is indeed a strange woman!

"General Wen! The bone on the left is your son, and the bone on the right is a man who was beaten to death."

Wen Jie's expression darkened upon hearing this.

"Master Yang, why did my son's body become like this!"

"Master Wen doesn't know anything! When I went to transfer the remains of your son in Dali Temple yesterday, it happened that the remnants of the 'judge cut' committed crimes. Although the police under my command wiped out the rebels, your son's bones were destroyed by these evil people. The Dali Temple paid for the serious injuries of three people to rescue the remains of the son."

As he spoke, Yang Qingyuan handed the report to Wen Jie.

When Wen Jie saw the 37 teeth, he already understood.I still underestimated the autopsy level of Dali Temple.

(End of this chapter)