"I heard that Lord Huang opened the court to try the case today, and this king came here specially, if necessary, this king can also testify at that time."

When Huang Yun heard Jun Mo's words, the cold color on his face faded a little, and he looked at King Chen.

King Chen gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice: "This king is a bystander, and Lord Huang is trying the case by himself." ”

When Huang Yun heard this, he said: "That's good, in that case, the two princes should sit next to them." ”

Jun Mo nodded, and walked directly to the side, the messenger of Dali Temple over there had already prepared the seat, and King Chen saw Jun Mo passing, everyone's eyes fell on him, he couldn't help gritting his teeth, and secretly scolded Jun Mo, so he flicked his sleeves and walked over, and sat on the chair.

Huang Yun saw that there was no one else in front of the hall, so his face turned straight, and he knocked on the shocking wood and said loudly:

"Take Jiang Qingping!"

Power...... Military......

The officials in front of the hall shouted in unison, and when the water and fire sticks fell to the ground, there was a rapid knocking sound.

When Jiang Qingping was taken out from behind, he was wearing a prison uniform, and although there were no shackles on his hands and feet, he was wrapped in a thick white cloth on his arms, and blood stains could be faintly seen on them.

His face was pale, his chin was bruised, his lips were full of dry cracks, and his long hair was messily tied on the top of his head.

Everyone around looked at him, Jiang Qingping looked numb, and was pushed all the way towards the front of the hall.

When he passed in front of Jiang Yunqing, he stopped for a moment, wanting to turn around and say something, but before he could make a sound, he was violently pushed by the messenger who followed behind him.

Jiang Qingping stumbled and entered the lobby directly.

Suppressing him behind him, he wanted him to kneel, Jiang Qingping stiffened his body and raised his head hoarsely and said:

"Lord Huang, this marquis is the marquis of His Majesty's Qin, and he is also a third-grade official of the imperial court, although you are the secretary of Dali Temple, but this marquis does not need to kneel to you!"

Huang Yun looked at Jiang Qingping when he heard this, but he didn't flinch in the face of his words, but just said coldly:

"Dali Temple is in charge of the affairs of the Gyeonggi Prison, the Son of Heaven is presented, and the people of Li are lower, in order not to make the traitorous ministers act in vain, the royal family is unscrupulous, and the ancestor Emperor Taishang has personally issued a holy decree when he was in power, and Dali Temple has the right to judge the royal family and the ministers of the court."

"No matter who you are, once you commit a crime, you will be treated equally after entering Dali Temple."

"This official is in charge of Dali Temple, and at the order of His Majesty, I tried the case of Jiang's mother and son who murdered and sought money, even if you are a marquis and a prince, you are only a suspect in the eyes of this official."

"Come on, let him kneel!"

As soon as Huang Yun's voice fell, the two yacha behind him stepped forward directly, pressed Jiang Qingping's shoulders one left and one right, and pressed hard downward, Jiang Qingping, who was already injured, suddenly weakened his legs and knelt on the ground with a "bang".

"Huang Yun, you!!"

Jiang Qingping glared angrily.

King Chen, who was sitting on the left side of the front of the hall, also turned pale when he heard the meaning of "prince" in Huang Yun's words.

He clutched his chair and suddenly spoke: "Lord Huang, after all, the Marquis of Cheng'en is a knight, no matter whether he commits a crime or not, His Majesty has not yet stripped him of his titled official status, and it is too unsympathetic for you to act like this." ”

When Jiang Qingping heard this voice, he hurriedly turned around and saw King Chen sitting on one side.