famous concubine

Chapter 231 Lighting the Sky Lantern

Chapter 231 Lighting the Sky Lantern (5)
She left Dongfangyu behind, looked up from the separate passage, and saw a middle-aged man of medium build in front of him, wearing an official uniform, walking towards here with a figure of eight steps, a little hastily.

She frowned for a moment. This man obviously wanted to put on an official prestige to intimidate these ignorant people, but his footsteps couldn't hide the haste.

Looking at his official uniform, he turned out to be a member of the third rank of the dynasty.

Dongfang Wu couldn't help frowning and thinking, who is this person?

Over there, the middle-aged man posing with splayed steps had already approached Dongfang Yu, and seeing that seductive man in white clothes like snow standing next to the stunning girl with a calm and calm expression, he was startled immediately, and then cupped his hands and said: "The next official sees Shizi Bai."

"Well, it turns out that the Oriental girl is also here."

"Lord Huo, you've worked hard." Mo Bai glanced at him lightly, his warm voice was normal, but it taught Huo Ping to faintly hear a sense of oppression.

"Master Huo probably doesn't know, this maid who is lit with sky lantern is my personal maid, do you think I can not be here?"

When Huo Ping heard this, he glanced at the smiling girl in surprise.

With just one glance, he immediately looked away with a headache.

Although it was only a day and a night before Dongfangyu returned to the imperial capital, her contribution to the diagnosis and treatment of the plague in Mutian Village with the army and her contribution to the treatment of His Royal Highness were already given by the most stubborn and eccentric physician Shi Lao in the palace. It was widely publicized.

The emperor's decree for awarding rewards will definitely come down soon, and Feng Mobai's identity and background needless to say; these two people appearing here now, and it also involves the personal maid of the Oriental language, this matter... don't even think about it It's a headache.

In the moment of silence when Huo Ping turned around, he had already seen the proud Dongfang Wu.

"Who is in charge of this incident of lighting the sky lantern?" Huo Ping's eyes turned slightly cold, "Hurry up and make a statement in front of the official."

"It's me." Dongfang Wu walked up to Huo Ping and stood still with a cold face, and said coldly, "I'm dealing with the servants in the mansion, does this have anything to do with your lord?"

"Why doesn't it matter!" Huo Ping glanced at Dongfang Wu indifferently, and said in a deep voice: "According to my Dongcheng law, the master does have the right to deal with slaves who commit crimes; but as far as I know, you are not her master." , In other words, you have no right to dispose of her at all, you are abusing lynching."

Huo Ping's voice suddenly turned cold, "It's fine if you abuse the lynching in the mansion, but you want to make such a publicity, tie up people, and illegally occupy land and set fire to it. It really has a very bad impact on other people in the imperial capital. Now I will take all of you back to Dali Temple, and I will personally take care of this matter."

Dongfang Wu looked at his cold and intimidating face, only to show a frightened expression belatedly, stepped back a few steps, and said tremblingly: "You...you are from Dali Temple?"

"My official Huo Ping, the official worships the minister of Dali Temple." Huo Ping stared coldly at her pale face, and said solemnly: "Miss Dongfang, now, one person sues you for occupying the land without permission and asks you to pay for the loss; Sue you for abuse of lynching; Third, someone sued you for disturbing the law and order of the imperial capital; now please go back to Dali Temple with me and talk about it."

"How could this be?" Dongfang Wu murmured to herself in panic, her eyes frantic, and she was still looking around, as if she wanted to ask someone for help.

Seeing this, Huo Ping glanced at her indifferently, waved his hand, and said without emotion: "Bring him back."

Dongfang Wu never dreamed that she wanted to burn Yan Zhi to death, and ended up killing herself in a big prison.

Huo Ping escorted Dongfang Wu, Rouge, Yang Kai who claimed to be the owner of the open space, and all the servants of Dongfang Mansion back to Dali Temple.

In view of Yanzhi's injuries and the special situation that she could not speak, Luo's mother went to the court instead of Yanzhi.

"Crack!" With the sound of the gavel, Dongfang Wu standing on the courtroom trembled all over.

Huo Ping half-raised his eyelids, looked over heavily, and asked in a cold voice: "Dongfang Wu, I want to ask you, you judged that Rouge, the servant girl in your house, corrupted the family tradition, and gathered people to light her sky lantern. What evidence do you have?"

"Hui...Hui lord..." Dongfang Wu was trembling with fear, and even stuttered, completely losing her usual arrogance and arrogance.

Looking around among the crowd who heard the news and heard the news, when she finally found the person she wanted to see, Dongfang Wu felt relieved, as if she had got a support, she straightened her chest, raised her head slightly, and said with a hard tone : "Of course I have conclusive evidence."

Huo Ping squinted at her haughty expression, and said coldly, "What evidence do you have? Submit it quickly."

The official gave an order, and the evidence was naturally presented quickly.

Huo Ping looked at the so-called evidence in Yamen's hands, frowned, and asked, "The evidence you are talking about is this men's gown?"

Dongfang Wu glanced at the dress, showing a complacent expression, and sneered, "My lord, this is not an ordinary long gown, you see: it is a man's clothes first, but it appears on a maiden In the maid's room, there are still uncut needles and threads, what does this mean?"

The youth in black standing behind Mo Bai saw the long gown, and his face suddenly changed.

A strange emotion flashed in Mobai's eyes.I don't know the Oriental language, so I frowned and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? Whose clothes are those?"

"Xiaoyu, don't you think the style and color of the clothes are familiar?" In Mo Bai's faint voice, he slightly glanced at Cheng Gang next to him.

Dongfang Yu turned his head slightly, and saw Cheng Gang's uncomfortable expression on his face, and his heart suddenly brightened, so it was so.

"Well, what's the problem?" Huo Ping glanced over coldly, staring at Dongfang Wu's incomprehensible complacency, and said coldly, "Please tell me, Miss Dongfang."

"My lord!" Dongfang Wu stomped her feet angrily, her expression seemed to be that Huo Ping had wronged her, and countless people in the hall frowned and stared.

"Presumptuous! My lord told you to say it, so you just say it, Hugh is acting like this!" The clerk next to Huo Ping, who was in charge of recording, glanced at Dongfang Wu and immediately scolded Dongfang Wu.

"Okay, let me say!" Dongfang Wu was so drunk that her brows twitched. She gritted her teeth, squinted her eyes and stared at the men's long gown, and said loudly: "This clothes don't belong to people in our house. That is to say, Rouge secretly sewed clothes for a man from a foreign mansion in her own room. The fine and even stitches on it showed that she sewed with care; a young maid secretly sewed clothes for a man from a foreign mansion, That can only mean that she likes that man."

Huo Ping showed a smile that was not a smile, and said lightly: "Oh? Miss Dongfang's deduction is quite insightful. Well, I will ask you again, even if Rouge likes a man outside the house, she is just It’s just mending a piece of clothing in the room, isn’t that far from ruining the family tradition?”

(End of this chapter)

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