big name bastard

As soon as the two guards finished speaking, Rong Mian's big eyeballs moved, he stretched out his hand to push Pan Xiang away, and nodded sharply, "Okay."

"Master—"

Following the two servants to the gate of the courtyard, Rong Mian heard Pan Xiang screaming heart-piercingly from behind.

After hearing this, Rong Mian turned around and saw the little girl's delicate face, which was full of tears and weeping sadly.

Stopping his feet, Rong Mian smiled at the two servants beside him, "My lords, are you sure I am the murderer who killed Wu Zhuangyuan?"

The two guards looked at each other when they heard the words, and then shook their heads, "Is it you? This case has to be tried by the adults. I can't convict you."

Rong Mian nodded in satisfaction, "Since that's the case, can I have a word with my girl now?"

The two guards looked at each other again, showing strange expressions, "Okay!"

"No one is stopping you!"

The two guards dodged to the side and stood beside them, both inwardly slandering. The young master looked at the gentleness, but he didn't expect him to be so gentle, he even turned around when he spoke.

Rong Mian reached out his hand to wipe away the tears from Panxiang's small face, and confessed in a low voice, "I will keep those accounts safe. Also, find some time to inquire about the situation of the firewood room of the deputy hospital... As for Mrs. Leng of Zhou Shijia, don't talk to Mrs. Leng." She is too close, you are not allowed to say a word about me... wait for me to come back."

"Master, woo woo!" Pan Xiang wrote down while wiping away tears.

Rong Mian knocked her on the head amusedly, it wasn't about parting from life and death, making such a desolation.

He looked down and saw his slightly old cloak and outer shirt, sighed secretly, and had no choice but to tell the yard next to him, "Tell the housekeeper, make three cloaks for each season for my young master!"

Yard hurriedly agreed, and turned around to find the butler.

Rong Mian looked up at Lei Zhen and Wu Chi who came out, nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Before Rong Mian was taken away from the Rong family's compound by two guards, Rong Yidao and Rong Kaiji and the nurses and housekeepers of the courtyard moved out together. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Butler Xu standing against the wall. During these times, He probably recovered from his injury, and now he looks very healthy, with gleeful eyes.

Rong Yidao ran over with a cold face, Rong Mian thought he was going to say something to him, his son was wronged, as a father, he should do something - right...

Snapped!

Rong Mian received a solid slap on the face, and when he realized it, he felt a sharp pain in the corner of his mouth cracked and blood was overflowing, he was actually slapped by Rong Yidao?

"Nie Zi! Just like your mother, a villain!"

Rong Yidao slapped and wanted to do it again, Rong Mian tilted his body, and Rong Yidao's slap hit the guard's head beside him...

"Beat the officer openly, Master Rong! You live too freely!?" The guard covered his head and yelled.

He was a little shorter than Rong Mian, after Rong Mian dodged, Rong Yidao slapped the guard's head, and there was a "slap" sound evenly.

"Ah, sorry, sorry..."

Rong Yidao cupped his fists to apologize, and Rong Kaiji stepped forward to make amends, although they are imperial merchants, they can't play official errands at will, not to mention one more thing is worse than one less thing, Rong Kaiji stepped forward with a smile, and took a piece of his sleeve The money was stuffed into the hands of the two guards, but he said, "Brothers, my third brother has always been honest and honest, there must be some misunderstanding, please see for Rong Kaiji's sake, be lenient to my third brother some!"

On the way Rong Mian was taken away, her heart was churning endlessly.

He was not struggling for his own crisis at the moment, let alone the death of martial arts champion Luo Xingye, but for those words of Rong Kaiji just now.

Rong Yidao and Rong Kaiji, each singing a bad face and the other a bad face.

The former, Rong Mian can still see clearly; but for Rong Kaiji, Rong Mian is like looking at flowers in a fog.

Just now when Rong Kaiji stuffed money to the official, and said all kinds of caring words, Rong Mian suddenly had an illusion of being moved, why did he feel a chill down his back when he was moved?

Is this Rong Kaiji treating him really a close relative, or is it just a play?

Soon, Rong Mian was brought to the court, and Master Jing Zhaoyin and Li were personally ordered by the emperor to handle the case.

Originally, the emperor heard that at the birthday banquet of Concubine Jing, there was a businessman's son who beat the champion of martial arts with one and a half moves, especially even Xiao Yuan said the same, the emperor wanted to meet this person who had won one and a half moves.

Unexpectedly, before the decree was written, it became a case. The emperor was furious, and asked Jing Zhaoyin to investigate the case thoroughly immediately. The murderer must be arrested and brought to justice, and asked Caishikou!

It was the first time for Rong Mian to enter an ancient court, with a mirror hanging high above his head, and on the official chair was Mrs. Jing Zhaoyin and Li, who sat upright and solemnly on it, slapped the gavel with a cold voice——

Standing in the middle of the official hall, Rong Mian looked around, and when he was looking for the corpse, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his calf, and a tolerance kicked him, and he fell to his knees unconsciously.

"Ah..." It hurts.

Rong Mian fell to the ground, the ground was very cold, and his knees were so painful from being knocked. Master Li slapped the gavel on the top of his head so deafeningly that he almost had to put on another loudspeaker.

"What's going on?"

"If your lord wants to convict me, you should also move the body of Wu Zhuangyuan to the front of the hall. If you ask me about my crime like this, I don't think His Majesty will agree."

Rong Mian lay down on the ground and blew a breath, and uttered a few words weakly while supporting his voice.

I can't do it anymore, I didn't eat and exercise in the morning, and my stomach was filled with cold wind due to hypoglycemia. Now my head is still dizzy, and my body is too weak.

Mrs. Jing Zhaoyin was stunned when he heard the words, and began to look at the kneeling people in the hall again. The counselor Ji Chen next to him came to him and whispered, "This third son just got the limelight at the king's banquet yesterday, and the man of the emperor is talking about it." "My lord, be careful..."

Hearing this, Mrs. Li immediately showed discontent and contempt on his face, but he recovered in an instant, and then patted the gavel again, but saw the prostrate young man under the stage, his figure was thin but not calm, his face was pale but calm, Li The lord coughed lightly, and then ordered someone to carry the coffin up.

In the meantime, he counted the incidents in detail again, and sent a glance to Wu Zuo, who then told Chun Yujie the results of the autopsy.

It turned out that Luo Xingye died in his own home.

The reason why he suspected Rong Mian was that besides Yu Qing who was injured by Rong Mian on Luo Xingye's body, there was another point, the bank note on Luo Xingye's body, and the brand new shroud he wore before he died...

Master Li spoke again——

"Luo Zhuangyuan took 100 taels of gold to your Yunxue Cloth Village and spent all of it, only buying cloth for making shrouds. Quickly and honestly! My official asks you, why did he make shrouds, and the shrouds he made are so expensive Exactly the same size as yours..."

Ji Chen, the counselor next to him, walked lightly to Lord Li's official seat, and said in a low voice, "My lord, the suspect has always been stubborn and refused to confess. And Mr. Rong is known as a police officer, why not—"

Rong Mian's performance at the banquet of respecting the princess had already spread throughout the imperial capital.When Ji Chen saw this person now, he also nodded.Such a clever person, if he only asked the confession in words, he might not be able to get it out.

Li Suo, dressed in official uniform, was upright in the hall, tilting his head and fingers as if stroking the gavel, and began to whisper, "How can I not know. This officer has handled countless cases, and is cunning and vicious. Endless, countless. But now there is someone who shows curiosity when he enters the court, kneels and crawls but is very quiet, speaks fluently like jade, and hurts people when he makes a move. Although this person is suspected, he violates his heart."

Rong Mian lay on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that there were no stars in front of his eyes, so he patted his body and stood up. Seeing that the tolerance officers on both sides were kicking again, he hurriedly lay down on the ground again, raised his snow-white face, and asked softly , "Master Li, can I let Rong Mian take a look at the corpse? Just a glance..."

The emperor has an order to conclude the case within one day and find out the real culprit.

Mr. Li will have to try again to see if the person in front of him is the real murderer.

"Wu Zuo."

Master Li's gloomy face was about to drip water, and two words burst out between his teeth, it was agreed.

Before Wu Zuo could say anything, Ji Chen next to him said to him, "Wu Zhuangyuan spent all his money on your cloth shop before he died, but he bought a bolt of cloth that was only enough to make a shroud, but the shroud he made is enough to be tolerated." What you can wear is tailor-made for you."

After saying that, a guard took out the shroud and gestured to Rong Mian, "Look, Third Young Master, it is indeed made for you!"

Pooh!

The young master is not dead yet, what kind of shroud is he wearing!

When the young master is seventy and eighty, this shroud won't fit!

"Ha ha!"

Rong Mian slandered for a while, pushed the shroud away, and clasped his fists at Master Li, "My lord, this can't make me a murderer, it's true that I didn't kill him, and Wu Zhuangyuan died because of suffocation... Do you think I'm a murderer?" Physique, can you do it?" Rong Mian stretched out his thin and tall body, although he was tall, he really didn't have much strength, and he would collapse if he scraped.

"Yesterday you asked Wu Zhuangyuan to do something for you. Many people testified to this matter. Today Wu Zhuangyuan died. It can be seen that this has nothing to do with you." Ji Chen said in a deep voice, looking lightly at Rong Mian's arm, his face full don't care.

Whether there is power is second, and the most important thing is motivation.

Rong Mian can't kill Wu Zhuangyuan, he can kill him with his mouth.

Wu Zhuangyuan was such a person who believed in his promises, maybe as soon as Rong Mian mentioned this matter, Wu Zhuangyuan committed suicide.

Ji Chen chuckled, "Although your strength is weak, it is not impossible to kill Zhuangyuanlang by other methods!"

Rong Mian shook his head angrily at these words, "Don't say that Luo Xingye owes me a promise, even if he owes me a thousand and ten thousand things, he will not commit suicide because of me. If you are the champion Lang, the villain told you to die, would you go?"

"Based on how familiar the villain is with Zhuangyuan Lang, even if the villain asks him to drink water, he will check whether it is poisonous. You only have one life, who would play with it at will?"

"I will quibble!"

At this moment, behind the crowd watching outside the hall, suddenly a little maid came in, she looked clever and cute, looked inside a few times, listened for a while, turned her eyes and walked away.

Then he came to the Zhou Mansion, "Miss, it's done! It's done!"

As soon as the little maid came in, she rushed to report.

"Really, then I'll tell Cousin Mo!"

In Prince Jing's mansion, Xuanyuan Mo was listening to Xuanyuan Gang's teachings, and there was a burst of urgency outside, and then Zhou Ning'er came in with her maid, "Biao Mo, what you told Ning'er to do has been done, that fool has been taken care of." Got it, it worked!"

Xuanyuan Steel's face was firm and sharp, and he was talking about yesterday's banquet and the attitude of the Holy One, when he heard this sentence, he immediately frowned, "What idiot?"

Xuanyuan Moxiu's white and handsome face showed a cold face, and he glanced at the housekeeper and guards, and someone stepped forward and dragged Zhou Ning'er out decisively, "Cousin, don't treat me like this, I haven't finished my sentence yet!"

"Let her wait in the side hall." Xuanyuan Mo frowned and ordered coldly.

The courtyard fell silent again, Xuanyuan Gang looked at his son with a sullen face, "What happened? Luo Xingye's death is related to that Rong Mian?"

Rong Mian 'made a big fuss' at the Princess's banquet yesterday, even though Xuanyuangang was high above, he had to notice, not to mention that the thin young master was sitting beside King Yuchen at the banquet, a blind person could see it!

Xuanyuan Mo saluted Xuanyuan Gang, "Father, the child has a decision on this matter, please don't worry about it."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Gang's expression froze, and he frowned, but said, "Although Luo Xingye's death is beneficial to us, if this matter is suspected of us, when His Majesty favors us, if such a thing spreads , is tantamount to thunder from the sky.”

Xuanyuan Motou, "Father, don't worry, this matter will not be harmful to us. It's just that the boy is not just Luo Xingye standing on the left side, this matter is also related to the lifelong happiness of my little sister..."