A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 44

Lord Feng yelled: "Do you think that the high gate compound is where thieves like him can enter if they want?"

"Good question, Lord Feng!" Yeats smiled with deep meaning in his eyes.

Lord Feng suddenly felt guilty when he saw it.

Yeats asked back: "Lord Feng, what disease does Lingtang have that requires Lingmei to go to the Temple of Mercy to pray for blessings?" The official lady who lives in the inner house frequently goes out, isn't that giving the thief a chance.

Lord Feng looked aside.

Which wealthy family has no secrets?Miss Feng Wu is Lord Feng's original concubine daughter. Because Mrs. Feng didn't like her original wife, Mrs. Yuanfeng died of depression shortly after giving birth.

It may be that God has pity on Miss Feng Wu. She has never encountered a bandit when she went out, and even if she does, she will reach out to help others;

Yeats said: "This cousin bribed the little novice from the Ci'en Temple, poisoned Miss Feng Wu while she was resting, and replaced her cousin Zheng Shuiyue, who looks very similar, into the Feng family."

Yang Shizi didn't believe it: "The little lady of the Zheng family just listens to Yu's words like this? Once found out, not only will she be beheaded, but the family will also be implicated. Isn't she afraid of being criticized by thousands of people?"

Yeats sighed: "My lord, once a woman starts to fall in love, even if her own mother and father stop her, she will want to stab her, not to mention that her sweetheart just asks her to pretend to be someone."

Pei Jingning finally said: "Mr. Zheng wants to marry Yu with all her heart, why did she agree..." He didn't say anything casually when he entered the palace to choose a girl.

"My lord, with the situation in Mrs. Feng's house, do you think Mrs. Feng Wu still has a chance?"

Yang, Feng and the others are all senior officials close to the imperial power, and they immediately understood the charade between Pei and Ye.

Pei Jingning frowned: "Will someone surnamed Yu come to Feng Mansion to ask for marriage?"

"How is that possible." Zheng Shuiyue has already been thrown away by Yu Qingzhi, and it is impossible for him to ask for another marriage. "Uncle Qin found out that recently an eminent monk came to Feng's mansion to tell the fortune of the 'Feng Wu Girl'. She said that she has an incredible physique, and as long as she has the opportunity, she can lead the family to prosperity, right, Lord Feng..."

Master Feng blinked again guiltily.

"Mr. Yu, let's meet the fortune-telling monk!"

Yu Qingzhi still snorted coldly: "Do you know him or not? You don't need to know, so I asked Mr. Ye if he caught this eminent monk?"

Everyone looked at the pile of witnesses in front of them, but there was no monk.

"Not only was this eminent monk not invited, but the monk who exchanged your body from Qi County for you was also not found."

Seeing the stretching of Yu Qingzhi's gloomy face, he showed a proud expression.

Why didn't Yeats see it, "Teng Butou, take Zheng Shuiyue."

"Yes."

Yu Qingzhi's expression changed.

Whether the monk can be found or not, the real daughter in this case is dead, and the fake daughter is a fact that doves have occupied the magpie's nest. The witnesses and evidence are all available, and it is impossible to escape the law.

unless……

As soon as Zheng Shuiyue saw Yu Qingzhi, she immediately pounced on her while still holding Feng Wuniang's identity, "Cousin..." It was almost self-defeating.

Yu Qingzhi hid his disgusted eyes, and looked indifferent as if he didn't know him: "I don't know you."

"Cousin..." After all, Zheng Shuiyue is a young lady in the inner house. Even if she has the courage to run to the capital to elope, it is for her lover. Seeing her cousin talking coldly to her, she panicked and couldn't care about anything else, she just wanted to see that cousin who spoke softly to him.

Yeats stepped forward, "Miss Zheng, Yu Qingzhi poisoned Feng Wu..."

"No, no, I killed Mrs. Feng Wu..." She said why her cousin didn't recognize her, because she didn't want to hurt her, she suddenly lost control of her emotions: "It's me, I did it all, I came up with the idea of ​​changing people, and I killed them... I did everything..."

Yeats expected this scene, and asked back: "You are a young lady who came to the capital and was arranged by Yu Qingzhi at the inn. What chance do you have to meet the famous ladies in the capital?"

"I... I... went to the temple to seek marriage and met Mrs. Feng Wu, and found that she looked very similar to me. For the sake of status, I... I just..."

"Zheng Shuiyue, the Bodhisattva enshrined in the Ci'en Temple is to pray for the elderly, what kind of marriage do you want?"

"I was wrong... I was praying for my aunt..."

Yu Qingzhi's mother was in poor health and took medicine all the year round, which was also the reason for the poverty of Yu's family. It is true that he settled in Ci'en Temple to pray for his mother.

But a person who is full of evil in his heart will commit crimes wherever he goes, he is not as good as a beast.

Zheng Shuiyue took all the charges regardless, "I did it all alone, and my cousin helped me because I was so entangled."

Tsk tsk, look, this is a woman with a brain in love. The man tries every means to shake his hand, but she flies to the fire to protect him with death.

Yang Guogong angrily smashed Yeats' desk, "Your surname is Ye, aren't you very capable? Why can't he be sentenced to death?"

Lord Feng shrank behind Yang Guogong because of his family's ugliness, and he didn't have the heart to say a word in frustration.

"My lord, Zheng Shuiyue was sentenced to death, and Yu Qingzhi's accomplice was sentenced to three years in prison."

"Bah! What I want is Yu's death."

"This man has become a prisoner, you can slash him with a knife!" Yeats kindly reminded Yang Guogong, who was baring his teeth.

"You..." Yang Guogong was so angry that he flung his sleeves and left.

Yang Shizi looked deeply at Ye Zhi, and followed his father.

"You..." Master Feng wanted to warn the little Dali Temple judge not to talk nonsense, but when he saw Pei Shaoqing standing beside him, he swallowed all his words, cupped his hands, and left.

Pei Jingning stood with his hands behind his back.

The ghost marriage case is not closed even if it is said to be closed, and it is closed even if it is said to be closed.

Yeats's small review can only go so far, he cupped his hands, "My lord, I would like to ask for a day off."

He was tall and tall, and the scarlet official robe fell on Pei Jingning's body, outlining his thin and powerful waist, and combined with his stern face, it added a bit of elegance and elegance.

The three monks involved in this case were not brought to Dali Temple no matter whether they were invited or arrested by Dali Temple.

There are so many advantages and disadvantages that even Hongnong's Yang family Xuanguo's government did not dare to stretch out its tentacles. The justice that Yeats can do for Miss Feng can only go so far.

"Yes." Pei Jingning nodded, "Master Ye has been working hard lately."

Yeats felt very disobedient when he was suddenly called a lord by a big boss, "It's the duty of a subordinate official to relieve the worries of adults for the country and the people."

The corners of Pei Jingning's mouth slightly raised, and he turned his head, "Bai Lang, set a new desk for Master Ye."

"Yes, my lord."

Pei Jingning left with his attendants and Mr.

Teng Chong frowned, "Brother Ye, you just let a little lady take the blame for that villain?"

"Of course I don't want to."

"Then why don't you investigate further?" With Yeats' ability, it is impossible not to find evidence, and it is impossible not to find out the three monks.

Yeats looked at the broken desk, "How many temples are there inside and outside the capital, and how many temples were there in the Great Wei Dynasty, have Teng Butou counted them?"

(End of this chapter)