Time travel, Your Highness Ninth Prince has been rejected from marriage again!

The waiting process is long, but the people are in high spirits and must watch this "big show".

Qing Xiao specially brought a fruit plate to Qingyun, and Qingyun ate it naturally.

The corpse that had been observed for so long and soaked in corpse odor for such a long time was good enough to be able to eat, so Qingyun was not affected at all.

Qingyun took a banana and handed it to Qingxiao. Qingxiao waved his hand, "No, I'm not hungry."

He couldn't eat at all now, and his head was filled with thoughts of how to kill Lao Zhou. It's just a corpse, so it won't affect him, but Lao Zhou can.

Qing Xiao refused to eat, and Qing Yun did not put the banana back, but held it in front of her and looked at it for a while. Then he stepped down from the main seat and came to Ji Er.

It's been almost half an hour since I came in. But Ji Er's posture has not changed at all since he knelt down, and he has not even moved.

Qingyun squatted on one knee in front of him, and the two looked at each other, neither of them seeing any emotion in the other's eyes.

Qingyun held one end of the banana and put the other end against Ji Er's heart. It was obvious that when the banana touched him, his body trembled.

Qingyun raised the corners of her mouth, with a hint of a bad smile, and said "bang" in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

In an instant, Ji Er sat back, changing from kneeling upright to sitting on his knees. He was also holding the ground behind him with his hands, and his forehead was soaked with sweat. She looked at Qingyun with a horrified look on her face.

Qingyun smiled and handed the banana to him, "Would you like a banana?"

Ji Er shook his head in panic and said, "Thank you, Princess, for your kindness. Common people don't dare."

Qingyun didn't force him and stood up after he refused. He peeled off the banana, put it in his mouth, and returned to its original position.

When Qingyun turned around, Ji Er breathed a sigh of relief and knelt back to his original position.

Qing Xiao's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them and asked Qing Yun: "Do you know him?".

Qingyun shook her head and said, "I don't know."

"Then why did you give him the banana?".

"Maybe because...he looks good."

Qing Xiao looked at Ji Er seriously. Ji Er was still seen kneeling straight, his eyes not looking around, just staring in one direction. Following the direction of his gaze, there was a plaque with the four characters "Integrity and Justice" in the middle of the trial hall.

His eyes are big and his skin is not very white. Unlike other scholars who have not been exposed to the weather, he looks a bit like a farmer working in the fields.

Only by seeing that he is wearing a scholar's robe and has a bookish air can you tell that he is a scholar.

Qing Xiao thought for a while, but he didn't expect Qing Yun to like such a person. It seems that I can talk to Yan Siyuan, and maybe I can get some benefits.

A few people just waited until Qingge came in with someone, carrying a baggage in his hand.

Opening the baggage, each tool was presented in front of everyone. There is dirt on the outside of the baggage, but there is no dirt on the inside.

One word spread out. Bricks, stones, big and small. Hoes, shovels, meat-chopping knives, and some smaller knives. Burnt wooden and iron rods.

They were all stained with blood, and some of the blood had turned black. Penetrated inside.

Now that all the evidence is in front of you, you have to believe it even if you don’t believe it. The people who were watching took a breath of cold air, and their scalps went numb when they looked at each "torture instrument".

Qingyun looked very calm, but her hands under the table had already been clenched into fists. She even wanted to give him all these things, and she was so angry that she was shaking all over.

Qing Xiao took Qing Yun's hand and squeezed it comfortingly, temporarily calming Qing Yun down.

Ji Er watched the items being laid out one by one, then went up and punched Lao Yiyi. No one stepped forward to stop him.

Ji Er rode on Lao Zhou and punched him in the face one after another. The beating made his mouth full of blood, and he was so whimpering that he couldn't say a word.

Everyone around him was watching, with no intention of pulling him away. It wasn't until Lao Zhou was about to be beaten to death that Qing Xiao signaled Qing Ge to pull people over.

If he was really beaten to death by Ji Er, then his death would be too easy. Ji Er was pulled up, his hands turned red.

After being pulled over, he bowed to Qingyun and said, "Thank you, Princess, for redressing Sister Xia's grievances. The common people have no way of repaying her. They will only wait for the spring boudoir in the coming year and be named on the gold list, and then give her a big gift."

Qingyun clicked her lips, wasn't he just trying to make a big pie? If you pass the exam, he has the final say whether you will be paid or not. If you don’t pass the exam, you won’t be given the money directly.

As a young scholar, Qingyun didn't put too much trouble into it and said: "Okay, remember what you said today, don't waste Sister Xia's steamed buns and bowl of porridge."

"The common people must remember this," Ji Er clasped his fists with his eyes firm.

"Drag Lao Zhou down and sentence him to death."

Qing Xiao's eyes were cold, looking at Lao Zhou as if he were looking at a corpse. Before he dies, he will definitely make his life worse than death.

As Qing Xiao's sentence came down, the people applauded one after another, "Okay, as expected of Qing Shaoqing, he deserves to be sentenced to death."

"That is, there is not a single unjust case under Qing Shaoqing's hands."

"Finally, it's time for Axia to rest in peace."

"Oh, what a wonderful girl, what a pity."

Qingyun looked at Qingxiao sadly, "Isn't it my fault? I'm always praising you."

Qing Xiao spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know either."

The case is over, and everyone who needs to leave has also left. Qingyun ordered people to bury Axia properly, just a poor woman. After death, you can't just have a place of your own.

After everyone left, Qing Xiao looked at Qing Yun, "Why did you come to me? You can't really come to help me with the case, right?"

Qingxiao didn't ask, Qingyun almost forgot, but now that it's dark, she actually remembered.

He grabbed Qing Xiao's arm and said hurriedly: "I'm here to tell you that sister Ruochu is getting married."

"Married? Why didn't I know when?"

"It shouldn't be. Don't you have spies in every house? Don't you know that Zhao Wumian is going to marry Sister Ruochu?"

"I know this. But if Ruo Chu didn't want to marry, Zhao Wumian didn't have the intention, so the Zhao family gave up the idea."

Qingyun's eyes widened, why was this different from what she heard. She pulled Qiuyue over and said, "You tell me."

Qiuyue stood between the two of them and said to Qing Xiao: "I went to Zhaiji to buy cakes today. When I passed the tea stall, I heard what the person at the tea stall said."

Qing Xiao frowned. He felt a little strange and asked, "What did they say?"

"They said that the Zhao family is about to have a happy event. The son of the Zhao family, Zhao Wumian, is going to marry his stepmother, his cousin Lin Ruochu."

Qiuyue explained exactly what she heard at that time. Qingyun also heard something was wrong.

Both Zhao Wumian and Lin Ruochu were in the Zhao family. Unless you deliberately publicize this kind of thing, you won't know it so clearly.

But apart from Qiuyue, Qingyun had never heard about this from anywhere else. It was as if he was deliberately telling Qiuyue.

Qingyun looked at Qingxiao. It was obvious that Qingxiao had the same idea as her. What Qiuyue heard was too coincidental.

Qingyun and Qingxiao looked at each other, and Qingxiao said to Qingge: "Go and check Ji Er and the place where he usually sells calligraphy and paintings."

"Yes", Qing Ge left.

Both of them suspected the same person. Qingyun smiled, but the smile did not reach her eyes, and she said lightly: "You are very brave if you dare to scheme against me."

Qing Xiao patted her shoulder, "Are there not many people plotting against you?".

Snapped! Qingyun slapped his hand away, turned around and left.

The back of Qing Xiao's hand was red from the slap, and he grimaced in pain, but he still hurried to follow Qing Yun.