gentleman's servant

This is the second time I have been in court. In my previous life, I stood on the trial bench. I was accused of stealing and sent to prison to wait to be hanged. In this life, I also stood on the trial bench, but I was accused of killing the baroness.

The court of the king's capital is a magnificent square building. The supreme judge here is named James Brown. He is the son of the Marquis and has royal blood. Although he is very old, his eyes are still smart and shrewd.

It is said that this lord became the supreme judge of the royal capital when he was in his twenties, and even the Earl would call him Your Excellency when he saw him.So far, he has written several thick legal provisions, and the current court rules that all lawyers follow are written one by one by this adult.

I was terrified to face such a shrewd judge. Oscar never showed up, and my father and I never met. I didn't know what to face next.

On this day, the auditorium was full of people who came to hear the trial. There were people sitting, standing, and lying on the beams. It was a rare sight in a hundred years.

Because the butler of a baron's mansion sued his master. The butler said that his male master was a fake. Not only that, he also joined his son to kill the baroness.

It was a shocking accusation, even in the novel there is no more bizarre plot.

So people from the streets and alleys poured into the court, whether they were nobles or tramps on the side of the road, they all expressed great enthusiasm for this trial.

"Silence, silence." Judge James tapped the gavel and began the court session slowly in his lazy voice.

"Mr. Robert, you accuse Baron Uzak of being a fake. Do you have any evidence?"

"Yes, Your Honor, I have evidence." Robert said from the plaintiff's box.

Robert was a tall and slender man with profound features, straight eyebrows, and fair skin. He was definitely a handsome man, but at this moment he stood there, wiping his tears with a silk handkerchief.

"I have a letter from my mistress. Here is the letter. Please take a look. It was written by my poor mistress before she was killed..."

The opposing lawyer submitted the letter to the judge.

Robert continued: "The hostess told me in the letter that the baron was actually pretended by a man named John. Eight years ago, the baron contracted syphilis and died outside. The lady was in great pain. By chance, she met a man who looked like the baron. Exactly the same man, my poor mistress was so stupid that when she saw this man, she thought her husband was not dead at all, and brought him home, pretending that he was her husband.

No one knows about this, because the hostess has hidden it from everyone. Although it is against the law, it is because the hostess has already gone to heaven, and because she loves her husband so much that she cannot extricate herself. , I beg you to forgive the poor foolish woman, and if she is at fault, it is the fault of this villain pretending to be a Baron! "

Robert cried and said: "This man is domineering at home. The servants think he is very strange, but no one can think that he is pretending. Now he wants to hide this secret forever and occupy the baron's family property, so the baron Madam was brutally murdered, he thought that he would be able to obtain the title of baron and all property forever, he was dreaming! Because the baroness had already written everything in this letter, in order to be careful not to be killed by this villain, I left secretly I left the manor and came here to report the crime. Please, Your Honor, avenge my mistress, bring this villain to justice, and seek justice for my poor little masters."

Robert's words caused bursts of exclamations, and the courtroom was in such a mess that the judge had to strike the wooden hammer.

"Silence! Do you have anything to say?" The judge looked at his father in the dock.

"Of course, Your Honor." Father stood upright like a gentleman, and said in a calm voice, "Please forgive me for not being able to keep calm in the face of such accusations, because his accusations are so ridiculous, I decided to Defend yourself."

"Please tell me." The judge raised his hand to him.

Almost before there was any excuse, Your Honor had already favored my father. The plaintiff's accusation was so absurd that no reasonable person would believe it.

The corners of his father's mouth curled up slightly, and he put his hands behind his back, as if he was reading poetry, and said in a clear voice: "Leaving aside that such accusations are extremely absurd, is it really possible to find someone who looks so similar in this world? Didn't anyone find out?"

"Of course we can see it, we just didn't expect that there are two people who look so similar in the world." Robert opened his mouth to defend: "You dirty bitch, maggots in the mud ditch, you don't even deserve the soles of our baron's shoes lick."

"Objection." Father's lawyer stood up and said, "We are still making a statement."

The judge made a gesture of invitation to my father: "Please continue!"

"Thank you, my lord." The father made a perfect bow to the judge, and then said: "I have encountered such a terrible thing as my wife being killed, but I never thought that I would encounter such a ridiculous thing again. The man is still my housekeeper, and he actually wants to slander me and put me in prison! What good does it do him? Could it be that after putting me in prison, he can take advantage of the fact that there is no older master in the house, and then occupy my house? Is it a property?"

'Buzz buzz', there was a loud voice on the field again, and people's hearts once again turned to my father, one was a dirty-mouthed, low-status servant, and the other was a polite and handsome gentleman. Who would you trust without you?

"No, my lord! His accusation is pure speculation!" The other party's lawyer stood up and said: "We have his original information here. This person's original name is John Eric, and he lives on the Mormont Manor managed by Viscount Bruce. A farmer whose son, Owen Eric, was the personal servant of the current Viscount Bruce. We have witnesses who can prove the identity of the family. John Eric disappeared eight years ago, and it was at that time, He took the place of Baron Uzak, and now these two greedy villains have joined forces to kill the Baroness!"

"Bring witnesses," said the judge.

Soon, several farmers were brought to court. They were all tenants living on Mormont Manor, and they all recognized our family.

"I know them, they are Eric and his son." The timid farmer testified.

"My lord, these people can prove that those standing in the dock are John Eric and his son! They committed heinous crimes and should be sentenced to death by nailing!" the lawyer shouted.

Father's lawyer hurriedly stood up and said: "My lord, we also request to bring witnesses to court. Our witnesses are Baron Polita, Mrs. O'Kelly, Lord Rockman, and Lord Alta. They are friends of the Baron and Mrs. Relatives, all of whom can testify that the man in court is the Baron Uzak himself."

Then the lawyer glanced at the jury out of the corner of his eye: "May I ask whether it is these poor ghosts who spend a little money and can make them talk nonsense in court, or these noble adults are more convincing?"

"Objection!" said the other side's lawyer anxiously.

The father's lawyer went straight to the dock, raised a hand, and pointed at his father.

"Look! This is clearly a gentleman, how could it be pretended by a farmer from somewhere! Don't you think it is absurd? How vicious are people who harbor such accusations, this is clearly a servant with ulterior motives trying to usurp the master's property! How can you have the heart to let this noble gentleman stand here and be insulted!"

The father puffed up his chest and said, "I am not afraid of anyone's malicious tricks, because I am Yuzak himself."

Discussions sounded again in the court, people booed Robert, some even shouted 'hang him'.

The judge rapped the gavel hard: "Does the plaintiff have anything to say?"

The plaintiff's lawyer said: "I implore your honor to test him in court. His Excellency, Baron Youzak, has studied in college, studied Latin, French, and Hebrew, and is proficient in music, painting, horseback riding, fencing, and swimming." , dancing. If he is really the Baron himself, he should fear no test."

"Objection!" my father's lawyer said: "If a nobleman can't speak French, Latin, or Hebrew, he is considered a counterfeit, then how many nobles should be hanged, he is killing noble!"

The judge stopped and looked at the jury: "What do you mean?"

The jury is all nobles and gentlemen, but the people who can sit here are usually not so ignorant, on the contrary they are very rational, so after discussion, the jury agreed with this proposal.

My heart jumped to the top of my throat, it's over, it's over...

The old judge drooped his eyelids, randomly picked out a book from the table, and turned to a page at random: "Then read the content on this paper."

The plaintiff's lawyer took the book, and proudly held it in front of his father: "Read it, this is a legal classic written in Latin. The content on this page is not difficult, and even people who have only attended middle school can understand it."

Father took the book, glanced at it and said, "That's right, it's really not difficult."

Immediately, he raised the corner of his mouth and spoke a long paragraph of Latin on the spot. The plaintiff's lawyer looked at him incredulously, and he was stunned.

Not only he was stunned, but I was also stunned. I have studied with the baron for two years, and I know little about Latin. I didn't expect my father to blurt it out and speak it so fluently that I couldn't even understand him. what?

"As you can see, I went to college and am proficient in French, Latin, and Hebrew, so I can tell you that I am not afraid of being framed by anyone, because I am who I am, and you think you can just pull it from the street Can a farmer come here and pretend to be a gentleman!" The father suddenly became very angry: "Are you going to continue to test me? Although I don't mind proving my innocence, but the insult I received today , will always be remembered by all the gentlemen and nobles present here!"

"It's impossible, it's impossible! He's just a farmer who can't even write!" Robert cried out.

Many people in the jury frowned, and even the judge squinted his eyes. Now the result is very obvious. It was this servant who accused a nobleman for no reason, and he is still pestering him endlessly. To the dignity of the nobles.

The plaintiff's lawyer was sweating profusely, and now he was also stuck, so he had no choice but to continue with the agreed plan.

"We still have witnesses, and the most important witnesses are the children of Baron Yuzak. They can all prove that this man is a fake! There is also Lord Gorman, the son of the baron's ex-wife, who is 21 years old this year. , he has evidence!"

As soon as the lawyer's words fell, the father's expression changed. He seemed very nervous about his son in the early stage.

Soon an emaciated young man was brought into court, and he sat on the witness stand, swearing his allegiance to God.

Then the plaintiff's lawyer walked up to him and said, "Lord Gorman, thank you very much for testifying in court, please seek justice for your poor parents! Let me ask you, is the man standing in the dock your father?" ?”

This thin young man looked a little wretched, and it was said that he looked very much like his mother, so he was not liked by the Baron, and was sent to study outside since he was a child.At this moment, he stared at the dock and said coldly: "No, he is not my father, he is a fake, and my siblings and I can testify."