Daqin: You were asked to build the Great Wall and you destroyed the Huns?

Chapter 18 Whose world?

Although Ying Xuan turned his back to that person, he also reacted the moment Tingwei Zuojian shouted out.

He tensed up and turned around quickly, but the machete had already reached the top of his head.

There was no time to react, Ying Xuan only felt an icy chill on his scalp.

"Ding" sound!Zhang Han's bronze sword lay horizontally in front of him.

The other party was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Zhang Han's reaction to be so fast, and his wrist turned into a stab.

But at this time Zhang Han had already kicked out, and before the machete could be stabbed out, the man was already kicked and flew away.

It wasn't until this moment that the left supervisor surrounded him, frantically checking if Ying Xuan was injured.

This horrifying scene made his hair stand on end.

Almost, just a little bit, everyone present was going to drop their heads.

He didn't dare to think that if Ying Xuan really died here, what would happen to him in the Zijin Palace, he was afraid that it would be difficult to leave a whole body.

The rest of the criminal officers also reacted, and hurriedly ran to Ying Xuan and formed a circle to be vigilant.

Ying Xuan, who was originally staring wide-eyed and bristling with hair, calmed down instead.

He took a breath, picked up the assassin's bone cleaver, and laughed miserably.

"It's really ridiculous, the dignified Mr. Qin, who was poisoned last night and stabbed in the street today."

"Whose world is this Great Qin? How arrogant is this! So confident that I can't find him?"

Ying Xuan's cold smile was mixed with murderous intent, and his narrowed eyes were as deep as the sea.

The expression on his face made Zuo Jian seem to see the furious Ying Zheng, and he shook involuntarily.

Ying Xuan ignored him and said to Zhang Han.

"Detain this person, no one is allowed to approach without my permission! I want to see how rampant they can be!"

Zhang Han obeyed the order and pushed away the executioners and stepped forward to restrain the assassin with his backhand.

The assassin seemed to have given up on surviving, and was taken to the cell without any resistance.

Ying Xuan, holding a machete, walked into the courtyard of the Judiciary Department without saying a word.

At this moment, the hospital was not as nervous as expected.

Although the two sides were also full of criminal officers, there were only a few suspects with their hands and feet bound standing in the center. Beside them was a young man who was obviously dressed more gorgeously. His hands and feet were not bound, but his face was full of displeasure. A look of patience.

Looking further in, there is Ting Wei sitting on the table in the north of the courtyard.

There are two documents on each side of him. On the left is Zhao Gao and on the right is a middle-aged man.

The man was also dressed in fancy clothes, the fabric of which was no worse than Ying Xuan's, but in Fusu's memory, he had no impression of this man at all.

The three of them were all smiling at first, but when they saw Ying Xuan, they immediately stopped. Ting Wei was the first to stand up.

"Master Yingxuan!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Gao and the man also bowed separately.

Wei Ting also glared at Zuo Jian who was following behind Ying Xuan.

I asked you to greet me, but you didn’t even say a word when everyone arrived.

But Zuo Jian did not dare to say anything at this moment, and just shook his head slightly at Ting Wei.

Ting Wei only thought that there was no chance to shirk, so he scolded the idiot in his heart and ignored Supervisor Zuo.

"Come here, quickly send the seat to the young master."

Ying Xuan ignored him, but walked straight to Zhao Gao and looked at him expressionlessly.

Zhao Gao's face was stiff, he laughed dryly and took two steps back respectfully.

Only then did Ying Xuan sit down in his seat.

Seeing that Ying Xuan, who was only a teenager, was acting so strong, Ting Wei hurriedly tried to relieve himself.

"It seems that the young master likes this seat very much, so I would like to ask Zhao Fuling to sit in the new seat!"

Zhao Gao laughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment and was about to walk away, but he didn't want Ying Xuan to suddenly ask in a cold voice.

"Why is Zhao Fuling here?"

Zhao Gao paused for a moment, and could only turn around and answer first.

"Your Majesty knows that the minister is familiar with the criminal law, so let the minister come to assist Tingwei to investigate the case!"

Ying Xuan nodded.

"It just so happens that I am not familiar with criminal law, so I would like to ask Zhao Fuling to explain it to me so that I can understand the case clearly!"

Ying Xuan didn't give Zhao Gao a chance to refuse. After speaking, he turned his head and started asking Ting Wei, where did the review go.

Zhao Gao, on the other hand, froze in place, his face turned completely ugly. At this moment, he stood behind Ying Xuan like an ordinary eunuch in the palace.

The first Wei Ting couldn't help the corners of his eyes twitching when he saw this scene.

Don't they all say that the young master has a refined personality and doesn't like to fight?
Why was Zhao so high-pressured and unable to hold his head up as soon as he started today?

As the official of the CRRC, Zhao Gao was in charge of the Fu Xi Order. He seemed to have no real power, but he was a popular confidant of His Majesty. Many opinions could be conveyed directly to His Majesty's ears. It can be said that his real status was no lower than that of Tingwei, who was the ninth minister.

Although Ying Xuan has a noble status as a young master, he actually has no real power in the court. It stands to reason that in this situation, he is just a spectator. Whether or not everyone listens to his opinions depends on their mood.

But this time, Zhao Gao, who had the same status as Ting Wei, stood behind Ying Xuan like a servant, making everyone present lower their heads.

In just a few short breaths, the entire situation in the Department of Justice was completely controlled by Ying Xuan.

Now, he is the actual chief judge of this case!
Zhang Liang, who was following him, was stunned by this identity change.

The way he looked at Ying Xuan changed slightly again.

Ying Xuan understood the general situation after briefly asking Ting Wei a few words.

The clue to the maid who committed suicide has actually been cut off. Ting Wei has no clue at all. All he can do is to arrest and interrogate all the people that the poisoned maid has come into contact with recently.

After last night, seven or eight of the hundred people arrested have been basically eliminated.

Ting Wei even lost the idea of ​​solving the case in his words, he just wanted to keep his head.

Just talking with Zhao Gao, I also hope that he can say a few good words in front of His Majesty, at least to save the lives of his family.

Zhao Gao also laughed that he was frightened, His Majesty said he wanted his family to replace him, it was just an angry word that he would never really do that, otherwise, who would not be scared in the court, and who would have the heart to contribute to the country!
Ying Xuan listened blankly and did not respond, and glanced at the middle-aged man opposite.

"Who is this?"

Ting Wei was taken aback, and hurriedly introduced.

"This is the head of the Qu family! One of the suspects involved his eldest son this time. The head of the Qu family is well aware of the righteousness. After learning about it, he took the initiative to send the eldest son over and let him explain clearly!"

Ying Xuan immediately remembered.

Qu family!One of the three most powerful nobles in the original Chu Kingdom!

There was once a presence that could check and balance the king of Chu.

Unexpectedly, it was also moved to Xianyang by Shihuang's policy.

Ying Xuan was about to say something, but Zhang Liang suddenly stepped forward and whispered something in his ear.

"Sir! That young man also has a Soul-Destroying Bridge on his body!"

Ying Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly and he turned his gaze.

The young man standing in the middle of the courtyard had the exact same wooden pendant of the Broken Soul Bridge hanging on his waist.

At this moment, the young man was shouting impatiently.

"I've finished asking all the questions that should be asked, and it has nothing to do with me! When can I leave! I still have to prepare for the autumn hunting in a few days!"

At this time, no one noticed that a servant passing by with his head bowed in the corner strolled over with a bucket full of well water in his hand.

The next moment, a bucket of water was poured on the young man.

(End of this chapter)