Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 232 Outside the Legislative Hall
Inside the Lizheng Hall, there was a faint cry.

Outside the Legislative Hall, Li Shimin's face was haunted.

"You mean, a group of officials put pressure on Wannian County to return the house of Dunhua Fangxue to the side branch of Gu Yi?" Li Shimin gritted his teeth. "Okay, okay, my good servant!"

Zhang Anan replied indifferently: "The gate guard of the left prison has sent people to keep an eye on all the courtiers involved."

Li Shimin bowed his head, thinking carefully about what the appearance of Gu Long meant.

As for the hatred of killing my brother...

Concubine Yinde is the best illustration, sleeping with the daughter of the enemy.

Although Gu's complexion is too dark, he may not be able to do it.

At least it shows that in Li Shimin's heart, this is not an unresolved hatred.

However, to open eyes for the Gu family, at least the emperor must give permission, right?
Collusion privately, what is the intention?
Wei Wang Li Tai walked over in sackcloth, with a white tie and forehead, waddling his body like a mountain of meat: "Aye, Wannian County has speculations to say."

Yes, anything without evidence is speculation.

However, Fan Zheng's deduction surprised Li Shimin a little.

That's right, the Gu family is not originally from the Middle Earth, so what do you mean by falling leaves returning to their roots?
What's even more mysterious is that Qi Guanzhi once proposed to set aside a piece of land in Qinglongfang as compensation, but Gulong directly refused.

"Isn't Dunhuafang his Fan Zheng's territory? He ordered Fan Zheng to act as an agent for this matter. He will be a master craftsman and wait for Wei Yi's mansion on the left. Zhonglang will lead Tian Renhui to work with Chang Shi, and lead the two teams of Yi. Wei assists."

Tian Renhui is from Chang'an County, so he knows the situation of Gulong in Da'an Square very well.

"In the last years of the previous dynasty, his family had houses at both ends. It's just that, because Emperor Taiwu ascended the throne, his family shrank, and the blood of Gu Yi was exhausted."

Tian Renhui is like a family treasure, but local snakes are different, unlike Fan Zheng's family, they are pure outsiders and don't know much about things outside the workshop.

Xiangliqian kept saying hello to the passing residents, and from time to time, a baby handed him a handful of boiled edamame, which made Tian Ren feel a little envious: "You were just hanging out at Wuhou's shop in the workshop, why did they still come here?" remember you?"

Xiangli laughed loudly: "You don't know, except for Fangzheng, the closest person to the people is Marquis Wu. No matter how hard you stumble, after a few years of getting along, it's normal to have a little friendship."

Aunt Fan laughed loudly: "I heard that Marquis Wu has become an official! Congratulations! Hahaha!"

Xiang Liqian introduced to Tian Renhui: "This is the elder sister of Fan Sheng, the Zhonglang of Zuo Xiaowei Yi's residence, my dear."

The last two words are purely superfluous. Anyone who has met Fan Sheng will believe that this is a blood relative.

The same burly, the same loud voice.

Fan Zheng came over and greeted each other, and Yiwei Mansion quickly surrounded the empty workshop.

The master craftsman Yan Lide with a dark face, reluctantly, was dragged by his grandson Li Xin to the gate of Fangxue.

No matter how big it is, the supervisor can find a few old craftsmen to see through it, and the old man must be brought here!

If it weren't for his grandson's face, the holy life wouldn't work!

The place of Fangxue is still not small. Yan Lide took Li Xin to take a quick look at it, muttered a few times, stomped his feet, pushed his palm on the wall a few times, and shook his head slightly.

Also, if it can be easily discovered, it is not a secret.

"Shouldn't be."

Yan Lide was not so headstrong that he came to conclusions, there was nothing abnormal, and he couldn't be alarmed no matter what, even if he followed his son-in-law's footsteps.

Looking around, Yan Lide snorted: "Pull up that jujube tree."

To plan is to dig out all the roots.

The jujube tree is more than [-] years old, with deep roots and luxuriant leaves. Even if Dunhuafang provided enough tools, the Yiweis were still sweating profusely, and it took a long time for the jujube tree to fall.

"Hey, the old man is so wise."

Yan Lide leaned over, grabbed two handfuls of dirt, and sneered.

Fan Zheng said that one was loess and the other was loess, and there was really no difference.

Yan Lide said, you can understand this, why are we still in the industry?
Do you think you are an expert who is full of nonsense?
Fan Zheng looked at the pit that was deep for one person, and fell into doubt.

Could it be a mistake?
Soon, Yiwei's excited shouts came: "This is it! Mother, my arms are numb!"

If the number of horizontal knives does not reach a certain level, it is not enough to be convicted.

However, in the sealed wooden box, there are still ten collars of chain mail, twenty broken crossbows, hundreds of crossbow bolts, and nearly a hundred wooden guns, which makes people creepy.

What the Tang Dynasty allowed the people to hold were bows, arrows, knives, shields, and short spears, and the quantity should be within a reasonable range.

Privately owned prohibited weapons, in vain for one and a half years.

Armor three collars and five crossbows, twisted.

It's over, let Lu Jiasheng hurry up and find another place to build a workshop. After digging up all the jujube trees, will the underside of the house be spared?
Gu Long's family was quickly arrested, Zhongshu Sheren, who had put pressure on Qi Guanzhi for Gu Long before, also came to the prison, sipping the tea from Li Yifu, trembling faintly.

Li Yifu, the chief of the procuratorate, broke free from the shackles, and his attacks became more and more palpitating, and even the head of the court couldn't stand it.

"Dugu Moxin, don't be nervous, Yushitai is a reasonable place, you can speak freely." Li Mao's smile is very heartwarming. "Of course, you say what you say, whether you believe it or not is a matter for me."

Although they also have the surname Dugu, but there is never only one Dugu family, plus there are surnames and so on, the water is deep.

At least what is certain is that Dugu Moxin is definitely not a clan relative, not even a relative of Ma, otherwise Zong Zhengqing and Li Shenfu would have had people come to the door for a trial.

It is very troublesome to interrogate the clan without using punishment.

Dugu Moxin shuddered for a moment, with a mournful face: "Censor, you are wronged! The prisoner was just confused for a while, and was fascinated by those vulgar things..."

Li Yifu smiled and said: "Pan Zhang, after following for so long, have you learned the craft yet?"

Pan Zhang grinned, took a set of shackles, and put them on Dugu Moxin who was wearing a prison uniform.

Tsk, it seems that it was a wrong choice to study mathematics in the first place?

Sure enough, law school has a future?

"The criminal made a mistake..." Dugu Mo Xin wailed.

Even though it is just the lightest twenty-jin shackle, it is uncomfortable enough to be worn on a person who has never exercised.

Pan Zhang took out a few bricks from a corner of the prison, Dugu Mo Xin let out a howl, and added another brick.

The skill of adding bricks, the head of the board has been practiced enough to be able to put it in place with a flick of wanton.

Without him, only hands are familiar with ears.

Li Yifu's methods are still relatively scarce, and after finally hearing the punishments boasted by the Tubo people, he still dare not use them after thinking about it.

Too harsh.

For example, the palm cuts the skin, then forcefully holds the salt, and then sews the fist together with leather. Just thinking about it makes people...excited.

The results of the interrogation were, of course, unsatisfactory.

The person who was in contact with Dugu Moxin and the others committed suicide three days ago by taking medicine.

The clues come to an abrupt end.

(End of this chapter)