Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

The prime minister ignored Song Tingran and directly asked the witnesses to be brought up, indicating that she had other things to talk about.

Jingzhao Yin agreed and immediately ordered people to bring all the witnesses. The normally empty lobby suddenly filled up.

"You two are the ones who testified that I ordered you to kill Song Tingran, right?" the prime minister said darkly.

The two people who testified were trembling, but they did not dare to speak in this situation.

"Speak!" The prime minister slapped the table angrily, causing the tea to overturn.

Someone came to clean up immediately, and the prime minister just sat on the chair with sharp eyes.

"Master Prime Minister, please be patient and don't be impatient."

"Yes, Mr. Jing Zhaoyin, this is the first time I have been exposed to rumors, and I can't control it. Please continue the interrogation."

Jing Zhaoyin nodded and asked the two people who could testify, asking them to repeat what they said and make it clear.

The two of them stumbled around and looked at each other, unable to utter a few words for a long time.

Song Tingran was extremely anxious, and it would definitely not be beneficial to her if things continued like this.

"Sir, these two people once served as servants for the prime minister, so they are naturally scared. It is better to let them calm down first."

"Okay, then Song Tingran, please tell me."

Song Tingran is neither humble nor arrogant, and his psychological quality is also crucial at this critical moment, not to mention that the prime minister did it with his own hands.

"Lord Jing Zhaoyin, there is sufficient evidence that the Prime Minister has been corrupt and bribery. Please investigate carefully."

"Well, tell me."

In this court, there are two people who specialize in recording. They will record every word that everyone says in a book.

At this critical moment, I was listening with my ears perked up, for fear of missing something.

Chen Xiangyuan bowed his hands and walked to Song Tingran's side.

"Sir Wan'an, when the prime minister took office less than a year ago, he accepted Zhang Xuanhua's 50,000 taels of snowflake silver and became the Minister of Rites."

"Two years after taking office, during the Lianxi flood, he withheld relief food and used rotten wood in repairing the dam. He made a lot of money and then rebuilt it. He blamed the local petty officials for taking the blame."

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"Sixteen years after I took office, I saw that the embroidery products of the Song family embroidery workshop were outstanding, so we couldn't cooperate, but we didn't want to be overtaken by the Moxiang embroidery workshop of Chen Xiangyin in the Duke's mansion. I harbored a grudge. I was punished for attempted murder, and I abandoned my car to protect the commander-in-chief."

"Eighteen years after taking office, he occupied the land of good people and built villas."

"Now, the Moxiang Embroidery Shop's popularity has passed, and they are looking for Jianghu organizations to murder Song Tingran. But for some reason, they suddenly changed their minds and instead framed him and wanted to take him away."

Chen Xiangyuan talked for a long time, each one happened in twenty-two years, a total of thirty-four items.

The prime minister was panicking. She couldn't even remember what she had done over the years.

The person who recorded it never stopped. Jing Zhaoyin looked at Chen Xiangyuan and asked, "Is there any evidence for what you said?"

"Yes, but before I present the evidence, I would like to ask the Prime Minister why he hired a killer but then changed his mind at the last minute?"

The prime minister looked at Chen Xiangyuan with a smile and pointed at her with no deep meaning.

"The people in the Duke's Mansion are really interesting. My people just went to help me find some new things. It's the Empress's birthday soon. I want to be more creative. Who would have thought that my people actually met you in Ping'an Town, Chen Xiangyin,"

After the prime minister finished speaking, Chen Xiangyuan immediately felt guilty, staggered and said, "What are you talking about? Chen Xiangyin is dead."

"Oh? Chen Xiangyin is dead, then who are you?"

Chen Xiangyuan stopped talking, and Song Tingran hurriedly said: "This is a distant relative of mine who came to see me a few days ago."

Jing Zhaoyin frowned and cleared his throat, "Song Tingran, your confession clearly states that your distant relative is also related to the Duke's government."

"Yes, it is related, but he is not Chen Xiangyin, and this matter has nothing to do with what the prime minister did!"

The prime minister stood up and said, "It doesn't matter. My people have received professional training. It is impossible for ordinary people to kill them. Unless they are the people under Chen Xiangyin who have this ability."

"They failed their mission and committed suicide by taking poison."

The prime minister laughed and looked at Chen Xiangyuan with a ferocious expression. Over the years, she had done so much for the empress, but ever since such a person came out of the Duke's Palace, the empress had paid more attention to the Duke's Palace. She refused to accept it.

"You, Chen Xiangyin, today I will take this opportunity to reveal your true face!"

The prime minister looked at Jing Zhaoyin and bowed his hands in a very humble manner.

"Master Jing Zhaoyin, Chen Xiangyin, the son of the Duke of Guo, disguised himself as a woman, deceived the empress, and faked his death to escape. Now he was discovered by me. I thought of his contribution and wanted to send someone back to ask for the reason. Who knows that the people sent there You are dead and you still accuse me of so many crimes, please be careful!"

After saying that, the prime minister bowed painfully, and Jing Zhaoyin immediately asked someone to help her sit down, and also brought new tea.

The case became more and more chaotic as it went through, and Jing Zhaoyin was a little unsure of his decision.

"Who are you? Is the prime minister telling the truth?" Jing Zhaoyin asked Chen Xiangyuan.

"Replying to your lord, I am Chen Xiangyuan of the Duke's office, and I am the twin brother of Chen Xiangyin. My sister has worked hard for the court without any deceit."

"Then why did you travel dressed as a woman?" Jing Zhaoyin continued to ask.

The prime minister didn't believe it at all, because she specifically investigated and found that Chen Xiangyuan had been at Moxiang Embroidery Workshop during the day and returned home at night, and there was no mistake.

Song Tingran suddenly realized that this matter was very detrimental to Chen Xiangyuan. No matter what the reason was, he went to Daniu Village alone and stayed in her house for a long time.

"Sir, my sister and Miss Song are good friends, and I'm here to visit them on your behalf."

Jing Zhaoyin nodded, it was difficult to comment on this matter.

The prime minister became more energetic and had a smile on his face.

"Sir, I see the matter is very clear. Duke Chen Xiangyin disguised himself as a woman to deceive the empress, and faked his death to escape. Now he is using the same appearance of Chen Xiangyuan to reappear in order to clear his identity. This should implicate the nine tribes."

These four words include the Duke's Mansion.

Jing Zhaoyin couldn't make up his mind for a moment, but the prime minister's words were really presumptuous.

"Prime Minister, it is up to me to decide what crime to commit, and there is no evidence for this matter. We still need to go to the Duke's Mansion to ask and investigate the situation."

The prime minister snorted coldly and raised his hands, as if he was sure of victory.

An official came in and said, "Sir, there is someone outside asking to see you. It's Chen Yuekui from the Duke's Mansion."

Chen Xiangyuan knew that this sister would definitely come, and the time was just right.

"Sir, the prime minister is just talking empty words. Everything I said is backed by evidence, and the evidence is in Chen Yuekui's hands."

"Let her in." Jing Zhaoyin said.

"Yes, my lord."

Chen Yuekui walked in proudly. She did not salute the prime minister, but only saluted Jing Zhaoyin. She brought many people with her. There was an endless pile of people standing below, and there were guards guarding them.

The prime minister squinted his eyes, as if he saw a fish being delivered to his door.