Zhidu has tried countless strange cases in his life, so he never made an exception like this. If he used strong words, the prison guards would rush forward, and Zhou Yang would have to kneel down even if he didn't kneel. The reason why he did this was not because he was afraid of Zhou Yafu's power, but because Zhou Yang's words were full of "legal principles". He, a master of case trial, felt happy to hear the truth.

Until now, there is no one from the Prime Minister's Mansion. Zhou Yang's heart is cold and he can't count on Zhou Yafu anymore, he can only rely on himself. But is this evidence so easy to find?

"Take the miserable!" Zhidu gave the order, and amid the sound of footsteps, the four jailers brought two people.

One is a woman, the other is a boy. The woman is about twenty years old and looks pretty. Although she is wearing a plain dress and a chaotic hairpin, she cannot hide the charm of a mature woman.

No wonder Zhou Yang had the feeling of having flowers stuck in cow dung. He insisted on picking this flower, which was really worthy of the temptation of a playboy.

The boy was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with beautiful faces and a fan face. If Zhou Yang hadn't known that he was a fishing servant in a fishing shop, he would have regarded him as a noble son of a family.

When Zhou Yang was picking flowers, the servant was also present, shouting fiercely, and he was very interested in protecting the woman without hesitating his life.

Before Zhidu could speak, the two knelt down and kowtowed obediently. The woman's forehead touched the ground: "The civilian woman has seen the adult!"

The boy held the floor with both hands, very respectful: "The grass-roots have met the adults!"

Their respect was completely different from Zhou Yang's performance just now, but Zhidu frowned and glanced at Zhou Yang inadvertently. It was still the arrogance of this kind of person who felt fresh.

"Are you Qiao Di'er?" Zhidu began to ask about the case.

The woman hurriedly replied: "The civilian woman is Qiao Di'er."

"Are you Qiao Anwei?"

"The grass-roots are Qiao Anwei." The boy hurriedly affirmed.

Zhidu asked, "His surname is Qiao, but is your relative?"

"Sir, he is the nephew of a civilian woman. His husband runs a fishing shop and needs someone to take care of it. This nephew is quick to deal with it, so he hired him." Qiao Di'er answered carefully, as if she was afraid of making a mistake.

Qiao Anwei glanced at Qiao Di'er, with a gentle look in his eyes.

Zhidu pointed at Zhou Yang: "Can you recognize this person?"

"Sir, the common woman knows it. He is a villain, woo..." Qiao Di'er burst into tears and cried very sadly, as if she raped Zhou Yang a hundred times.

Qiao Anwei looked at Zhou Yang with a very bad look, as if a hungry dog ​​was fighting for bones.

Zhou Yang saw it and was quite strange: "She is your aunt, and you don't need to use this kind of look when you protect her, right?" He glanced at Qiao Anwei, except for his right hand holding his left hand and being uneasy, there was nothing suspicious about it.

"In the court, no crying is allowed. Violators are punished with ten sticks!" Zhidu's face darkened and he shouted violently, as if he had a blow of thunder.

Qiao Di'er's crying sounds as if she was cut by scissors, and it stopped abruptly, her shoulders twitched, and she was still crying.

"Come on the truth!"

As soon as Zhidu finished speaking, Qiao Di'er didn't bother to cry and was busy telling the story of the day: "The civilian woman sold fish in a fishing shop that day. The evil man passed by and insisted that the civilian woman follow him. The husband stopped the civilian woman and reasoned with the evil man. The evil man was very fierce and ordered the evil slave to beat the husband. The evil man took advantage of his husband's fall to the ground and kicked him hard for a while. He never stood up again and left the civilian woman. Woo woo!"

He kicked it, why did he kick it hard again? He didn't ask the servant to take action at all. This was a weird thing. Zhou Yang thought to himself.

"Zhou Yang, do you have something to say?" Zhidu stared at Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang clasped his fists and said, "Sir, I have something to say. What Qiao Di'er said is untrue. On that day, when I took a few servants by the fishing shop, the woman cried with her husband. Her husband was ugly and unbearable to his eyes. I felt that flowers could be inserted into cow dung. She is such a beautiful person, so she should not let her down."

In the past, Zhou Yang was a bastard who liked to tell lies. He could lie to Zhou Yafu and Xu Ru, but he could not lie to himself. Zhou Yang said this based on the memories he left behind, and there would be no falsehood.

"I was just a joke, but I didn't expect it. Her husband jumped up like a burning butt, punched me and hit me on the cheek. I was in pain and felt uncomfortable, and kicked him. He fell to the ground, and there was no movement. I was scared and took the people back. I don't know what happened next." Zhou Yang's boss had a question in his heart. Can one kick really kick a living person to death?

"He lies!" Qiao Anwei, who had not spoken, pointed at Zhou Yang and said angrily: "My uncle fell to the ground and kicked him hard for a while. His evil slave beat him to death."

Qiao Anwei pointed at Zhou Yang with his right hand, and a scar on the back of his left hand was exposed, as if it was scratched, and he had just developed a scar and was injured soon after.

Zhidu stared at Zhou Yang: "Zhou Yang, Han Dangchou's body has been tested, and there are many bruises on his body, which are actually injured by fists and feet. But are you injured?"

Zhidu's words would not be false. He said that there must be injuries. Zhou Yang was very surprised. According to Zhou Yang's memory before, he did only kick one kick. How could there be many scars? What happened?

"Sir, I'm telling the truth. I only kicked him, and my servant didn't do anything." Zhou Yang pointed at Qiao Anwei: "He hugged me, and I wouldn't have a chance to make up for a few more kicks."

"Nonsense!" Qiao Anwei was anxious: "It was your evil slave who held me, but you kicked my uncle for a while and he died! Woo woo! Poor uncle!"

Zhou Yang is still waiting for another talk, Zhidu has already scolded: "Bold Zhou Yang, you dare to speak nonsense! I have found out that you punched Han Dangcang and kicked Han Dangcang, and died. People and physical evidence are there, what else do you have to say?"

"Personal evidence? Physical evidence?" Zhou Yang pointed at Qiao Anwei and said, "Sir, if you condemn me based on his own words, how can you convince me?"

"Care the testimony!" With a command from Zhidu, Cao Shu brought a large bundle of bamboo slips and placed them on a short table.

Zhidu took out a bundle and smashed it at Zhou Yang's feet: "You see it yourself! These are all testimony from the onlookers at that time. I, Zhidu, decided to be fair and selfless, and will not condemn you just by Qiao Anwei's words."

Zhou Yang picked up the bamboo slips and opened them. He felt that the sky was dizzy and the earth was written clearly, exactly the same as what Qiao Dier said. Finally, there were handprints on the testimony and the name was included, which was ironclad.

After looking at a few bundles, they were just the same. Zhou Yang became more and more shocked. The testimony was fake. These people were bribed and then they made fake evidence. Qiao Dier sued the youngest son of Prime Minister Zhou Yafu. These witnesses would not have thought about it carefully. Under normal circumstances, they would not dare to come out to testify if they lend them a courageous person.

However, they proved that Zhou Yang beat someone to death. What kind of power does this require to make them testify without caring about the power of the prime minister?

Emperor Jing? This is unlikely. He is the emperor, whether he is the prime minister or the killing of the Zhou family, it is just a matter of decree, and there is no need to use such a wrong way.

Who would be the person who didn't even take the Prime Minister seriously? Zhou Yang really couldn't imagine who would have such a powerful method.

However, one thing can be concluded is that this person came to Zhou Yafu. Once the case is confirmed, this person will cause trouble. It is a problem whether Zhou Yafu's ministerial power can be preserved. Zhou Yang is just a pawn, it's so fucking injustice!

"Zhou Yang, have you pleaded guilty?" Zhidu was about to close the case.

Zhou Yang raised his head and thrust his chest: "I will not plead guilty!"

"There are all evidences and physical evidence, so you can't plead guilty. Come on, ask him to get the custody!" Zhidu waved his right hand, and Cao Shu came over with the bamboo slips and the pen and ink.

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In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhou Yafu looked gloomy: "Chen Shang, what you said is true?"

"Prime Minister, I don't want to believe this is true, but it's all true." Chen Shang sighed, and a hint of regret flashed across his cold face: "They all said that the young master killed someone, and I can't believe it."

"Have you told them that Zhou Yang is my youngest son? If they falsely accused good people, I will not spare them." Zhou Yafu clenched his fist with his right hand and his eyes widened.

"Prime Minister, I've told you. They said that what they said was the truth, and there are people who swear to the sky and the day. Can this be false?"

Zhou Yafu was silent. When he had something to do, he wanted to rescue Zhou Yang, but the situation Chen Shang investigated was far from what he thought. If Zhou Yang really caused a death, he would not be able to save him, after all, it was the case that Emperor Jing targeted him.
Chapter completed!