From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 279

In the court, six people died tragically on the spot, blood spilled all over the ground, and the smell filled everyone's ears and noses.

Hundreds of people in Shenjing and dozens of victims' families were unable to react for a while when they saw this scene.

The murderer deserved to die, but now the case has not been closed and there is no verdict!

These nobles were killed like pigs?

Zhongwu Bo was really fierce!

But the killing was really satisfying!

"You, you, you..."

The chancellor was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he stuttered: "Lord Zhongwu! You've caused a big disaster! Killing officials in court is a rebellion!"

Zhou Yuan ignored him, just walked to Ningyue's side and whispered: "This is fire."

Xue Ningyue looked at the corpses on the ground, but she didn't feel the pleasure of revenge. She just sighed softly: "It's a pity that the senior sisters will never come back."

Zhou Yuan said: "You go back and rest, this case is not over yet, I will come to see you again after a while."

This sentence woke up Xue Ningyue, she hurriedly said: "Brother Zhou, you will be okay?"

Zhou Yuan waved his hand and said: "It's a big deal. , and I have no say in it, but don't worry, I have my own way. "

"Ningyue, write a letter to your father and tell him about this in detail, Guan Lu will help you deliver it."

Xue Ningyue said hurriedly: "I will write it when I get home."

Zhou Yuan looked at Guan Lu and said in a deep voice: "Go find Xiong Kuohai and ask him to find Qu Ling."

Guan Lu said hurriedly: "I will go immediately."

Until this time, Zhou Yuan looked at the 100 personal soldiers and said loudly: "You all go to Huichunfang immediately, listen to the order of Lord Li, and after the official uniforms send people to take over the scene, go back to the Fifth Army Camp."

"I obey your order!"

Everyone responded and left quickly.

Zhou Yuan looked at the people around him and said, "My fellow citizens of Shenjing, I, Zhou Yuan, was previously the commander of the North City Military Division. I rectified Shenjing, suppressed gangs, and cleared away dirt."

"Now I am the commander-in-chief of the Five Military Camps, but I killed someone in court and committed a serious crime."

"Why am I so impulsive and angry? You will know when you read the Dajin Times tomorrow!"

Many Shenjing people looked at each other, not knowing what to lament.

Only one middle-aged man knelt down, tears in his eyes, and said loudly: "Lord Zhongwu, thank you for avenging my daughter!"

"If it weren't for you, these five noble sons, we would have no way to deal with them. My daughter will die with her eyes open."

Dozens of victims' families knelt down and spoke out.

"Thank you, Lord Zhongwu!"

"Lord Zhou, we will never forget your kindness."

"Xiaoying, Lord Zhou has avenged you!"

The sound of crying echoed throughout the court, and the plaque hanging high in the mirror seemed to be brighter.

Zhou Yuan did not leave, but waited quietly here.

The people of Shenjing and the victims' families did not leave either, and stayed here with Zhou Yuan.

Less than half an hour later, hundreds of soldiers rushed in.

"The Ministry of Justice is handling the case! Evacuate all irrelevant people!"

With the roar, the soldiers began to drive people away with a very tough attitude.

Zheng Pan, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice, strode in and took a breath of cold air when he saw the corpses all over the ground.

He said helplessly: "Lord Zhongwu, you have caused us a huge trouble!"

Zhou Yuan said: "So what is the procedure next?"

Zheng Pan was relieved when he heard this, and bowed: "Thank you for your cooperation, Lord Zhongwu. You must be taken to the Ministry of Justice first, and both cases will be re-examined by the Dali Temple."

"But the bad news is that you also killed Deng Rong, the Minister of the Dali Temple. Your situation is very bad."

Zhou Yuan smiled and said: "What will happen?"

Zheng Pan said: "According to the laws of the Great Jin Dynasty, stabbing the chief official to death in court is considered a crime of treason and the nine clans must be executed. "

"But..."

Speaking of this, Zheng Pan smiled and said, "I will report the case to His Majesty. The Emperor is pleased with the loyalty of the Marquis Zhongwu, so it is probably not necessary to execute his entire clan."

Zhou Yuan nodded and said, "I have no other request. You can send someone to my house to get my map of the entire territory of Dajin."

"I can't be idle in prison. Please prepare paper and pen for me."

Zheng Pan said, "Thank you for your understanding, Marquis Zhongwu. Come on, take Marquis Zhongwu to the prison of the Ministry of Justice, Room No. 1."

Zhou Yuan was immediately happy. Room No. 1, I also live in the legendary place.

When he came to the so-called Room No. 1, it was not beyond Zhou Yuan's expectation. In addition to restricting his freedom of life, there were tea and snacks, a desk, and a clean bed.

The jailer also served carefully, fearing that he would offend people. If he went out and resumed his post, it would be difficult to deal with him in the future.

"Master Zhou, this is the charcoal I prepared for you."

The jailer's smileThey are all flattering.

Zhou Yuan glanced at him and said, "Room No. 1 even prepared charcoal?"

The jailer said, "It's not common, but how dare we neglect Lord Zhou."

Zhou Yuan was proud of this, because he knew very well that once the verdict was really made, the jailers would have a different look.

As for the outside world, he didn't think about it now, but might as well look at the map.

...

Xiong Kuohai ran directly to Mo Yun Zhai with a thick stack of information.

He said in a deep voice: "Miss Qu, these are the criminal records of Cheng Yibo and the other five people. I have found them all for you."

"How to write it? I believe you are better than me. In fact, just stick to one principle - Zhou Yuan is a great official who is in charge of the people."

"But Cheng Yibo's relatives and nobles now want to kill Mr. Zhou."

Qu Ling looked serious and nodded: "Thank you, Mr. Xiong, I know what to do."

Xiong Kuohai left quickly. He had to make more preparations to see if he could let the Jinyiwei take over the case.

And Qu Ling came to the writing institute with the information.

She looked at the more than ten middle-aged and elderly scholars in front of her and said seriously: "Everyone must write an article. I will pick the best one at that time."

Everyone hurriedly agreed and began to bury their heads in the information. One shocking case after another surfaced.

Qu Ling whispered, "Mo Xiang, go and inform Uncle Lin who is in charge of publicity, and ask him to gather people to publicize tomorrow's page report on the Huichun Pavilion murder case throughout the city."

"And explain that tomorrow's newspapers will be 50% off."

Mo Xiang was a little worried, and couldn't help saying, "Just don't charge money, so that more people will read it."

Qu Ling rolled her eyes and said, "Your son is in trouble, look how nervous you are. If you don't charge money, is it still selling newspapers? That's called spreading controversial remarks, that's called inciting people, and the nature has changed."

Mo Xiang lowered her head and whispered, "Miss, can Mr. Zhou come out safely?"

Qu Ling was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Oh, God knows, he always likes to make trouble."

"Forget it, I'll write a letter and send a pigeon back to Jinling to ask Grandpa what to do about this matter."

Her eyes were also full of worry, and she was on edge.