Official Group

Everyone went to rest separately, Chen You couldn't help but ran back to the dormitory, lying on the bed and laughing wildly.

Yu Yang turned to the prison cell and stood silently outside the door, not chasing after the idiot with pouting his butt and head into the haystack, and said after a while: "Give him some lunch."

"Yes."

The cell boss, who knew the times, brought some delicate dishes, and knocked on the cell door: "Don't chase, it's time to eat."

Don't move.

Cell boss: "It's time to eat! Do you hear me?"

"Don't eat!" The tone complained, and the refusal was righteous, without the slightest hesitation.

Yu Yang's eyelids closed slightly, and there was a chill in his peripheral vision.Is it so uncomfortable to not even eat anything?

The cell boss had no choice but to put the food there.Yu Yang said to the cell boss: "Tell him later that Luo Sanniang has been dismissed, pack up and go to court."

"Yes."

Yu Yang returned to the mansion hall through the side door. Before the others arrived, he ordered his attendants to summon them. Then he sat on a chair and drank tea, and heard several people chatting outside the hall.

The proprietress was open-mouthed, talking and laughing: "It's a happy event, Sanniang, why are you so sad! When did you two start flirting?"

Luo Sanniang's voice was obviously uncomfortable: "Don't make fun of me. I treat Mo Zhui like a brother. I have never thought anything wrong. I am a widow and I am older than him. It doesn't sound good to spread the word. It's better to Mo Zhui." I mentioned it. If you ask Fu Xi, I treat them both innocently."

Fu said honestly: "Amitabha, monks don't tell lies. Brother Mo...he likes Sanniang a little bit, Sanniang, don't get me wrong, you treat us well, and Brother Mo has a straight heart, he likes whoever treats him well. If you beat him up another day, maybe he'll take it easy."

"Don't worry!" Ding Lu comforted the widow, "Mo Zhui doesn't like you, but likes your cooking skills. You are so stupid that you don't know what you think, and you think it's a relationship between a man and a woman. Don't chase this person." Delicious, I have never had a mother since I was a child, and Oedipus is a bit serious. Sanniang, you look kind and kind, and you take care of him on weekdays. Your chest is still strong, and your maternal characteristics are prominent. At most, he just wants to sleep in your arms. big."

"You man, why do you speak so vulgarly!" Luo Sanniang was both annoyed and relieved, "Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise I don't know what to do in the future."

Yu Yang's face was calm and calm, and he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Fu Yan was curious: "Hey, how do you know Brother Mo has no mother? Do you know him?"

Ding Lu smiled: "Miss Boss, you found a treasure in your shop, he is An Yi."

"He?" The proprietress was dubious, "If he was safe and straight, he wouldn't come to my shop to do odd jobs, and he would be able to make a lot of money by painting paintings. Would you still think that my monthly payment is too little?"

Ding Lu began to tease: "I think you look good, maybe he wants to get you. He has all kinds of ways to seduce women, and there are many. Be careful, don't get hooked."

"You don't need to please me. If he is really an official, I will come after him."

Yu Yang's face was still calm.But the emperor was annoyed, the sun obediently hid in the clouds, and the surroundings became cold.

A group of people with fish lips came and spoke freely under the sun without knowing it.

"Don't you think he is better than countless women?"

"Oh, who doesn't have any romantic affairs? If he is willing to marry me, I will marry him!"

"Aren't you afraid of Hugh?"

"It's easy to find a priceless treasure, but it's hard to sleep with Qin Huaiqing. There is nothing to be afraid of, this opportunity must not be missed."

boom!There was a sudden thunder in the sky.

"How did Han Lei come to fight in the blue sky?"

Fu ridiculed!Said: "Amitabha, there is my Buddha standing three feet above your head, don't say anything rude! Speaking of which, just now you said that Brother Mo is not An Yi, but now you will say yes again. Are you afraid that the magistrate will condemn you for contempt of the court?"

Ding Lu: "Drunkards don't mean to drink. As you can see, the adults didn't consider your testimony at all, and they were sure that Mo Zhui was An Yi. I said he wasn't, because I wanted to see the reactions of the adults. Can you laugh?" It shows that after the case is closed, the punishment will not be large.”

A stone fell from Fu Xi's heart: "I'm relieved when you say that."

The ministers came one after another, and the case continued to be tried.Mo Zhui was carried up, and he knelt obediently, looking like he was at the mercy of others and had nothing to love, his eyes were dull.

Because of the joke just now, Xu Yan felt hypocrisy at the thought of seriousness, coughed forcedly, held up the file majesticly, and pretended to say: "Don't chase after me, right? I ask you, have you seen Ban Shu? "

Fearful of witnesses and material evidence, Mo Zhui not only met Ban Shu, but also brazenly entangled him!

However, Mo Zhui just shook his head without saying a word.

Xu Yan: "Then have you seen this painting?"

Don't chase and nod.

Xu Yan: "Where did this painting come from?"

Mo Zhui shook his head.

Chen You hated iron but said: "Speaking, isn't it a confession, what are you doing?"

Fu Qian looked at Mo Zhui suspiciously, thinking it was wrong to know without speaking.Anyway, I didn't do anything wrong, afraid of some ghost knocking on the door, I said frankly: "Brother Mo and I met Ban Shu. That day, Brother Mo and I went down the mountain for alms and went to Ban's mansion. I remember Brother Mo also said that Miss Ban's lip gloss It doesn't look good, Miss Ban got annoyed and kicked us out. By the way, Brother Mo is not good at thinking, and sometimes he can't remember what he has done. I guess..." Fu Xie tugged at Mo Zhui, "Are you talking again? forget?"

Mo Zhui closed his eyes and collapsed on the ground: "I killed the man, let's close the case."

Crowd: ...

Xu Yan threatened: "Contempt the court is to be punished."

Don't be indifferent.

This is embarrassing.They're all old classmates, so I can't do anything!

Yu Yang became angry, hit the table and shouted: "Pass to Luo Sanniang."

Mo chased a carp and turned over: "That day I went to the studio to pick up the painting as usual and put it on the table. I don't know which benefactor left it. I just glanced at it."

Xu Yanmeng for a while, rationalized, and asked: "Is the painting placed in the studio by an outsider?"

Fu Xie explained: "Xiuyun Temple has a studio for brushes, ink, paper and inkstones for the visiting literati to write and paint. There was a thief in the temple that year, let alone stealing things, and set fire to the temple. In the next year, our temple was being rebuilt. The pilgrims felt sorry for us and donated a lot of money. The poets came and went frequently, saying that they would draw more paintings and write things for us, and sell them to make some money. There are always people in the studio, and we don’t keep an eye on it all the time. We only go to collect the ink manuscripts when the temple is closed, and that’s where the "Picture of Immortals" will come. When I saw the portrait, the ink was not dry yet."

Chen You: "Is that what you just finished painting?"

Fu Yan nodded: "Yes."

At this moment, Mo Zhui timidly lowered his head and pursed his lips.

Xu Yan caught Mo Zhui's little expression and said, "You have something to say."

Don't chase your hair, it feels like your body is being hollowed out. "No... nothing to say."

Xu Yan was helpless by Mo Zhui's "children's trick", leaned on the back of the chair, smiled helplessly, and treated the child's body with the child's method, gestured and said: "First of all, this painting is indeed written by An Yi. Also That is to say, An Yi has just finished drawing the painting with the first hand, and you discovered the painting with the second hand, the logic in this is not complicated. There is nothing to be embarrassed about, Zhui Zhui, did you draw it yourself?"

Mo Zhui slapped his face, feeling like chicken talking to duck. "You have to see the evidence before admitting that I'm not An Yi, okay, I'll give you the evidence." Mo Zhui rolled up the sleeve of his right hand with his left hand, and showed his right hand generously.

At first glance, the right hand is fine, but when you take a closer look, there is a problem. The white and slender fingers look extremely inflexible, weak, and even a little out of shape.

Mo Zhui: "I was born with a useless hand. I can't even hold chopsticks. How can I hold a pen?"

Yu Yang was startled immediately, stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, seeing every palm print in his eyes.Numb and dull, indeed a half-dead hand!

Chen You's face changed drastically, and they all surrounded him, looking back and forth for a while.

Yu Yang's lips and teeth trembled slightly, and he shouted with life-threatening anger in his voice: "Prince doctor!"

The imperial doctor heard the report and rushed over in a hurry.

Mo Zhui waved, clasped his nose with his left hand, and let them watch them back and forth with his right hand. "Well, believe it."

Fu Xie: "Brother Mo's right hand has always been like this. Being able to grasp things is already good luck. How can he draw a person. My lords, you really misunderstood Brother Mo."

After the examination, the imperial doctor replied: "It's not natural, it should be an accidental broken phalanx. It seems that I can't hold a pen anymore."

Everyone dispersed in silence, speechless.

Mo Zhui admired their expressions one by one, and he was refreshed with a "poor" and "speechless" look of defeat.It's hard for them all to be Hanlin bachelors, and they have nothing to say after being beaten in the face, they are quite aggrieved.However, when he saw Yu Yang, Mo Zhui shuddered coldly. It was a pair of bloodshot cold eyes, staring at him righteously, as if he wanted him to pay with blood.Mo Zhui quickly shrank his head and lowered his head.

He only cares about the cymbal, but he didn't know that Chen You's silence was not because he had nothing to say, but because he felt pity and regret, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

A painter who loses his pen-holding hand is no less than losing his life.They couldn't understand why Mo Zhui could still "live in peace".

Maybe it's just because I lost my hand that I feel so sad.

Yu Yang walked back to his seat, his steps were a little unsteady, and he said tiredly: "Leave the court, and the trial will be held at another day. Ding Lu and the imperial physician will stay."

Even if Yu Yang doesn't stay, Ding Lu will stay and has something to say.

After the others left, Yu Yang asked Ding Lu about An Yishou.

Ding Lu, as always: "I...don't know."

Yu Yang's head hurt suddenly, he closed his eyes and held his forehead, and said coldly: "Tell the truth."

Ding Lu didn't know what was going on in Yu Yang's mind, so he said as if there was something wrong, "I fell off... from my horse and hit my palm right in the face."

"which year?"

"Your Majesty...the year before we got married, winter."

Yu Yang smiled wryly, as if he was talking to himself: "I said why did he wear gloves until the beginning of winter until Chongyang, hum... hum..."

Ding Lu was dazed, taking advantage of Yu Yang's apparent lucidity, he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, I propose to put the case aside and heal An Yi's mind first. If he refuses to admit himself, the case will not go to trial. "

Yu Yang: "Prince doctor, what's wrong with An Yi's mind?"

The imperial doctor: "Looking at his current condition, he doesn't know anything about the past, and he doesn't remember what he did. He should have lost his memory and then lost it intermittently. In other words, let him relive some unforgettable things in the past, the effect is hard to say. Let's give it a try."

Yu Yang rubbed his temples, and said: "He painted "The Picture of the Humble Jing Opera", but he didn't completely lose his memory."

Ding Lu: "It's not as simple as intermittent amnesia, people seem to be stupid, and they are not lustful anymore. It's a mother to feed milk, it's too easy to lie. Could it be... half of the three souls and seven souls were taken away by unclean things ? I think it is necessary to do a ritual."

Yu Yang nodded in tacit agreement, believing in evil again.