Wu Yuanji knew Chen Yuan eight years ago. Through observation, he found that this kid was a soft and hard person.

He is neither greedy nor lustful, and he doesn't even care about reputation. His only weakness is that he cares too much about mud legs.

Such an official may be a good official to the people, but it is a thorn in the officialdom.

So after some thought, he specially selected a group of farmers who farmed and handed them over to Qingyuan County, and asked Chen Yuan to execute him according to the remnants of Li Tang.

If Chen Yuan cuts these mud legs, although he will escape, his prestige in the hearts of the people will collapse and lose influence.

But if he is not executed, then what awaits him will be sent to prison and the head will be lost, because this case is a major case of rebellion that the emperor has appointed.

No one can change the fate of prisoners!

"Chen Yuan, you killed my son. I want to let you die without a place to bury!" Wu Yuanji thought hideously.

The Fucheng is only eighty miles away from Qingyuan County. When the sun came to noon, the team had just entered Qingyuan County.

"Blackly Qingyuan's chief clerk, Zhao Yuliang meets with several adults!"

At Caishikou, Zhao Zhubu led a group of officials and hurriedly walked down the steps, knelt on the ground and greeted Wu Yuanji and his group.

Wu Yuanji rode on the horse and glanced at the people in Qingyuan County. He found that Chen Yuan was not there and his brows frowned slightly.

"Where are you Shen County Magistrate? Where did he go at such an important moment?"

"Return to the governor, the county magistrate Chen is not in the city. I don't know what he has done in the specific way."

"Bastard! As a county chief, I don't even know where the boss goes, what's the use of you!"

Wu Yuanji's face darkened and he scolded.

At the same time, I was secretly worried. Could it be that this kid saw through the plan and ran away early?

If that were the case, the execution of the criminal would be in vain.

"Forget it, Governor Wu, the surname Chen is probably because he sees the storm is wrong and finds an excuse to hide."

"Isn't this kind of thing very common in officialdom?"

Fan Chengkun waved his hand indifferently. Compared to Chen Yuan, he cared more about a woman named Yun Niang.

This man has a mysterious origin and has a special account book in his hand. He must come back.

"Yes, Governor Wu, hurry up and ask Qingyuan County to take the prisoners to the court, and see if the hour is only one hour after the third hour of Wu."

Zheng Shaopeng wiped his sweat and followed.

Seeing that the two holy envoys were a little impatient, Wu Yuanji glared at Zhao Zhubu.

"Why don't you hurry up and take the prisoner into the courtroom!"

"Yes, yes, yes, go now."

Zhubu Zhao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and took his subordinates to the prison, bringing 300 prisoners to the court.

As soon as these prisoners came on the field, they were pressed to the ground one by one, with their hands tied backs and a sign of rebellion stuck in their collars.

One of the pretty women raised their heads and looked around. Seeing that the person they wanted to meet did not appear, a trace of disappointment flashed across their face.

"Several adults, there is still some time before the three-minute noon. Please sit down and rest for a while."

Zhao Zhubu smiled flatteringly.

"Okay, I'll wait for a while and then execute the prison execution later." Fan Chengkun stretched and walked towards the shade shed on the platform.

Seeing this, Wu Yuanji and Zheng Shaopeng followed behind.

Just as the three of them were drowsy, several women with hot bodies walked up to the stage with three glasses of cold wine.

"Three adults, this is a cold wine made by our county, please try it."

"Hehe, this wine is 100% per bottle in Shendu. I have never been willing to buy it. I didn't expect it to be brewed by your county."

Zheng Shaopeng likes to drink the most on weekdays. When he sees it is iced wine, he immediately takes it and drinks it into his mouth.

After drinking cold wine, he felt comfortable and smiled.

"Good wine is worthy of being a famous wine. After one cup, the heat will disappear. I will give me two more glasses..."

"I don't like drinking, so let's forget it." Fan Chengkun took the glass and exclaimed: But this glass is very exquisite."

"Uncle Fu, take a few back."

Seeing the two holy envoys looking poor, Wu Yuanji curled his lips and pushed the wine back. Even Qingyuan Winehouse was almost his property.

What is a mere glass of wine?

After a while, Fan Sicheng got up and walked out of the court, and compared one by one with the flower red list. When he came to a woman, he stopped.

"Your name is Yun Niang? A native of Luoyang?"

The woman slowly raised her head, glanced across Fan Sicheng's face, and nodded coldly.

"good."

"It's you."

Fan Chengkun glanced around and suddenly squatted down and whispered: I am a person sent by Mr. Zhang. As long as you hand over half of the Analects of Confucius, I can save you from death.

Otherwise no one can save you.

Hearing this, a trace of mockery flashed across the corner of the woman's mouth: You dog officials still want to lie to me, if the Yun family hadn't believed you easily.

How could a family end up being destroyed?

Fan Chengkun narrowed his eyes and sneered: It seems that you don’t plan to hand over it anymore, so let’s wait to die!

After saying that, he turned around and returned to the stage and took out an imperial edict.

"According to the will of heaven, the emperor ordered that the lineage of King Li Zhen of Yue did not think about the country's kindness and used rash weapons, which led to the devastation of the people of our Great Zhou people."

"Although he died, there were many remains, so he was killed and executed to serve as a warning to others! I respect this..."

"Come here, execution!"

As soon as these words were spoken, three hundred prisoners struggled violently, and many elderly, weak, women and children shouted for injustice, which caused commotion among the onlookers.

"Oh, it's a pity that there are a bunch of old, weak, women and children."

"There is no way. The emperor has issued an order. Even if Lord Shen comes back, he will not be able to save them."

"Yes, Lord Shen loves the people as much as his son, but in the end he is low and even those high officials dare not stand up.

He had no choice.

On the prison stage, Wu Yuanji's face turned gloomy like water. He didn't expect Chen Yuan to have such great prestige in the hearts of the people.

Even the emperor's will is not comparable, which is not a good sign.

Seeing that the discussion became more and more intense, Wu Yuanji glared at Zhao Zhubu impatiently: It was about 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and he would be executed quickly!

Zhuan Zhao looked at the sun and said with a smile: Go back to Governor Fan, it was just two minutes after noon, and there was still a quarter of an hour before the execution.

No hurry.

"you!"

Wu Yuanji shook his sleeves hatefully and stopped talking. He only waited for a quarter of an hour, with his Shenyuan's temperament.

He could not be stupid enough to come back and seek death.

While everyone was not paying attention, Zhao Zhuan hurriedly found Liu Gang and said anxiously: Go to the city gate and block it. When you meet Lord Shen, tell him not to go back to the court.

This is a trap. For the sake of three hundred lives, you can't make a mistake!

Go quickly!

Looking at the dark figure, on the slaughtering stage, Fan Chengkun stroked his beard and smiled: Zheng Shaoqing, Governor Wu, do you think Chen Yuan will come back?

"No, Chen Yuan has a little too tough, but his brain is very comparable to that of a human. How could he not tell that this is a dead knot?"

"If you change the official, you will also use excuses to hide and wait until the execution is completed before coming out." Zheng Shaopeng shook his head and said.

Wu Yuanji took a deep breath and nodded reluctantly.

This time he miscalculated.

"Okay, don't care about him."
Chapter completed!