Chapter 539
"My lord, I'm not convinced!" Liu Zhixia also came out. He is an official of the imperial court. Although his rank is lower than that of the governor of Kyoto, he still has the right to speak. Both sides of the incident knew about it. Why did the adults only miss our Xiaoliu family this time? We only have to listen to the results, but we are not qualified to participate in the debate? It is so obviously biased. If you don’t know the adults, you think you are deliberately favoring the Liu family in Kyoto. And regard my Xinliu Mansion as nothing! I will not accept the result, if your lord can't give a reasonable explanation, then I will go up to the court and ask the emperor to judge the case for me!"
"Presumptuous! Are you accusing me of bending the law for personal gain?" Fu Yin patted the gavel, and was accused by a sixth-rank official in court, with a cold and ugly face.
As the prefect of the capital, he is in charge of disputes over large and small cases in the entire capital. When has anyone ever been held accountable for this, only Liu Zhixia dared to do so!
"My lord, I don't dare to speak nonsense when I bend the law for personal gain, but whether the matter is biased or whether it is intentionally partial or not, it is up to the court to decide! As a party involved, my family tree of Xiaoliu is placed behind the altar table at home, and I am fine. I read it when I was a child, and I still remember the records clearly. My Xiaoliu family will never do such an unfilial thing as misidentifying the ancestors!"
The atmosphere froze for a moment.
Liu Huaifang stood up and cupped his hands in the hall, "My lord, filial piety is the first priority in Nanling, and my Liu family in Jingdu will never do the wrong thing of misidentifying the ancestors. Perhaps this incident happened too suddenly, and the Xiaoliu family couldn't do it for a while. Accept it, and the grassroots can understand it. Since the Xiaoliu family has objections to this, they can provide evidence. The black and white records in the yamen files are clearly recorded, and those files have been dated as far back as a hundred years ago. Could someone have prepared to plot against his Xiaoliu family a hundred years ago? No? Facts are facts, and my Daliu family is not afraid of how to argue. But the family branch must not be left outside! This is the rule of my Liu family!"
"Since this is the case, let's argue before the Holy Spirit! Let's see who is right and who is wrong!"
"My Daliu's house is here anytime!"
Both sides let go of their rhetoric, and after hearing the result of this time, there is no need to stay any longer. Fu Yin and Da Liu's family are clearly a nest of snakes and rats, and it will be useless to stay and fight with each other.
In the next few days, almost all the people in the city were waiting anxiously.
Waiting to see Xiaoliu's family report the matter to the Holy Majesty, and the Holy Majesty will personally decide the case.
The dispute between the two willows, with ups and downs in the plot, is more exciting than the drama on the stage.
I just don't know who will win and who will lose in this round.
Daliu's family had failed twice in front of Xiaoliu's family before.
Can Xiaoliu's family be so easy to handle?
But this time the Xiaoliu family seems to have less chance of winning. There are historical records in the archives of the Yamen a hundred years ago. This is the most powerful evidence that the ancestors of the two families are the same person.
How will Koyanagi's family fight back?
It's just catchy.
After Feng Mohan received Liu Zhixia's petition paper, he immediately ran to his uncle.
"Uncle, the Governor of Kyoto is the prime minister on the left. This time, he followed the Daliu family to bully the grandpa and grandma. Uncle Zhixia brought the lawsuit to me and let me judge it myself. The sharp weapon in your hand Should we go out too?"
Feng Qingbai raised his lips, brushing the brush in his hand non-stop, calm and composed, "You choose a day to recruit people to the court, and confront them on the spot. As for me, I will naturally play when it is time to play."
"Then I let them go to the Golden Luan Hall together tomorrow?"
"Just tomorrow, finish it early and rest assured."
"I think so too, otherwise, how can grandpa and grandma sleep peacefully? Being stared at by a group of villains, grandma's feather duster is useless, but it will spoil her old man." Feng Mohan shook his head and teased, carrying The document was personally reviewed, and immediately sent to the Xinliu Mansion, and at the same time, a message was sent to the Liu family in Jingdu and the governor of Jingdu, and they will all go to court tomorrow.
The governor of Kyoto, the person promoted by the left minister, has a share in the left minister's power, so any case involving the Liu family in Kyoto will be biased towards the Liu family, but this person is very cunning, and he secretly knows how to protect himself. If he endangers himself, he can immediately change the wind and change the rudder, and protect himself first. Even the name of the left prime minister is not easy to use.
This is also the reason why Uncle Huang has not replaced people for a long time.
For another one, who knows who it will be?
It's better to use the one in front of you who knows the basics, and replace it when someone in your hand can use it.
That night, several elders in Xinliu Mansion failed to sleep well.
Tomorrow we will go to the Golden Luang Hall.
The Golden Luan Hall, ordinary people have never known what that place looks like all their lives, and now they can go to the Golden Luan Hall, see the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, and see Xiao Fenger wearing a dragon robe.
Then fight to the death with the Liu family in Kyoto in that place.
Just thinking about it makes me so nervous that I can't close my eyes.
Somewhere in the capital, in a hidden courtyard, there were still people making noise even late at night.
"Xiao Lanzi, you have already said that you will let me drink good wine when you come to the capital. Where is my wine? You are clearly cheating on me, old man!"
Wei Lan, one head and two big, pointed viciously at the wine jars piled up in the corner of the room, "Old man, you have to speak with your conscience! You didn't drink those wines? You're going to wipe out my savings and you're still poor." Shouting? You are so unreliable at an old age, you will go to hell if you die!"
"What hell? I am afraid of hell, old man?" Jiu Lao widened his small eyes, waved his hands and yelled, "Who is unreliable? Just bring this kind of thing in front of me and shake me. You treat me like an old man." Can't taste it? This is not the same wine as the one you gave me back then!"
He has a golden tongue!
Don't try to hide it from him if the taste is a little bit wrong!
Just pretending that he is unreliable?
Old Jiu ran to the corner of the room, picked up the empty wine jar and threw it at Wei Lan, "I want you to lie to me, I want you not to give me wine! Little bastard, I want you to trick the old man out of the mountains! Let me tell you, If there is no good wine, I will just squat here and not move away! I see if you are in a hurry or I am in a hurry!"
Wei Lan became impatient, and took the wine jar and threw it back, cursing angrily, "I'll tell you too, you'd better show me some sense! The one who needs your help tomorrow is the master who brews health wine. If you don't know sense, You don't even want to touch a drop of special wine in the future, I'm so hungry for you!"
The old man immediately ran over, looking anxiously, "Is he really the master of brewing health wine? Don't lie to me, will there be wine every day after helping?"
"When did my uncle Lan ever lie to you? If you say yes!" Patting his chest and throwing away the wine jar, Wei Lan climbed up the old man's shoulders, and it was good for the two brothers, "Old man, it's up to you tomorrow. If you want to drink, just drink." Work, you know?"
On the second day, Wei Lan successfully brought the old man to the palace to wait for orders.
At this moment in the front hall, the two Liu family members had already gathered.