shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Huan Guogong's eyes flashed panic.

He said: "Such a thing has alarmed the Holy Majesty, I am really ashamed."

"The minister is incapable of disciplining the dog. I'm afraid the emperor will laugh at him. Just now, officers and soldiers have been called to arrest him."

"The emperor can move to the flower hall, drink tea and rest for a while, and wait for the results of the investigation."

Long Xiyuan waved his hands, quite leisurely: "It doesn't have to be like this."

"I've come here, you can ask someone to interrogate here. I'm also a little curious about this matter."

"Because I remember that some official once mentioned that the noble son who kicked an 80-year-old man to death in the street seems to be your eldest son."

"Your eldest son, Song Bufan, I've met him a few times before. Why doesn't he look like this son named Song Yingchuan?"

Cold sweat dripped down on Duke Huan's forehead.

He hastily cupped his hands, his tone as anxious as if he had been slandered.

When the emperor's forces reacted, it was too late.

Very popular.

Originally, he wanted to take advantage of nightfall to drag Song Yingchuan out to replace the crime.

He did good deeds all his life, and occasionally gave lectures to children who couldn't afford to read.

Everyone was afraid that he would go crazy and continue to hurt others, so they had to step aside and let him escape.

He turned away and asked for a chair to be brought over.

"I'm just curious, who is instigating it? So, be sure to come and see for yourself."

Long Xiyuan, who was sitting on a chair with his head propped up, heard the words, and glanced sideways at Bai Zhi'er.

He couldn't help curling his thin lips, smiling helplessly.

Had to let people start the interrogation on the spot.

I know about the case.

Feng Fuce gave Long Xiyuan a cold look, and calmly pulled Bai Zhi'er behind him, blocking half of it.

So he swung his whip and wounded several innocent passers-by.

But unexpectedly, he accidentally stepped on a nearly 80-year-old man.

The old man who was trampled to death was a respected old scholar in the nearby village.

"You guys start the interrogation, and I will listen by the side."

"Your Majesty, who intentionally framed the subject? The eldest son of the subject, Song Bufan, although he is a bit unruly on weekdays, he absolutely dare not commit murder."

She then urged: "Hurry up, didn't you keep saying that my friend is a murder suspect? Why didn't you go to trial? The emperor is still waiting to hear!"

However, he did not expect that the emperor would directly come into his house in the middle of the night, just to listen to the case!

A sneer flashed across Long Xiyuan's eyes.

Huan Guogong and the leading official looked at each other, and both of them felt that something was wrong.

However, the other party shouted: "I am the son of Duke Huan, who dares to stop me!"

Because the emperor asked, Duke Huan could not refuse.

After his death, the people were filled with righteous indignation.

There is a young master in Huan Guogong's mansion who gallops on horseback in the street, chasing a frightened lady.

Bai Zhi'er listened for a while.

Bai Zhi'er saw that Duke Huan was pale and motionless.

The horse's hoof stepped on it, and the old man died on the spot.

The surrounding people hurriedly surrounded the horses, not letting the young man leave.

This little girl, on the other hand, will choose the right time to pretend to be powerful.

Everyone went to the government to report the crime together.

Probably unable to withstand the pressure, the government went to Duke Huan's mansion.

When the common people heard that the officials had indeed taken away a son, they thought they had caught the murderer.

However, after waiting for a long time, everyone did not wait for the news of the government's disposal of this person.

Some people went to the yamen to beat the drums to ask questions. The government made an investigation and said that the man had absconded in fear of crime!