440 Trouble
“Where’s Marquis Dingyuan? Where did he go? He caused this. Why didn’t he appear and why were you asked to come over?” That person shouted.
“Marquis Dingyuan isn’t a prisoner. We’re from the Marquis Dingyuan’s Residence. He’s Marquis Dingyuan’s son and I’m his granddaughter. It’s the same for us to come,” Ning Yue explained with a frown.
After explaining, Ning Yue suddenly understood that the person in front of her had been used as a tool.
“Lord, they’re from the Marquis Dingyuan’s Residence. They’re clearly criminals. Why aren’t they detained? Are you planning to protect them?” the man said.
The minister frowned. Regardless of whether Ning Yue and Jiang Ying were people of high status, he had no right to detain them because they had not been convicted.
Moreover, the emperor had just made it very clear that he wanted the Nine Gate Inspector to invite someone from the Marquis Dingyuan’s residence. He did not say who he wanted to invite.
The minister explained patiently. Although the person was dissatisfied, he did not retort.
Ning Yue asked Baili to prepare two chairs. She and Ning Chen sat down.
Seeing this, that person shouted again, “You’re really bold. Does the emperor have a place for you to sit here?”
Ning Yue was speechless. This person was really brainless. Who instructed him to complain?
“Listen carefully. Although I’m the granddaughter of Marquis Dingyuan, I’m also the princess of Russia. Even if I’m guilty, it will be the emperor of Russia who will convict me. You don’t have the right to argue with me.”
After using her identity, this person’s arrogance immediately disappeared.
“You’re bullying people!” he said angrily. “Well said. A son of heaven can still be guilty of the same crime as a commoner. It doesn’t matter where you’re from. You broke the law, so you should be punished!”
The emperor frowned, wanting the guard to gag that person. Ning Yue looked over and the emperor immediately understood what she meant.
He suddenly stood up and said to the minister, “I still have some memorials to deal with. I’ll leave this matter to you.”
“Goodbye, Your Majesty.” When the court official heard this, he hurriedly stood up and bowed.
Ning Chen and Ning Yue also stood up and sent the emperor off respectfully.
That person knelt on the ground trembling, saying goodbye to the emperor.
After the emperor left, the man looked smug.
Ning Yue saw the small expression on his face clearly. It seemed that this person was not good enough. His thoughts were written all over his face.
“Sir, please stand up for me. My brother died so miserably!” That person shouted as he wailed.
The court official picked up the shocking wood from the table and slammed it down. “Silence, please answer a few questions from me first. What’s your name?”
That person was frightened by the minister’s words and replied with a trembling voice, “My name is Zhang San.”
“Very good. Zhang San, what’s your grievance?” the court official asked again.
“My younger brother’s name is Zhang Si. A few days ago, he was drinking tea in a teahouse and accidentally offended Marquis Dingyuan. I didn’t expect him to die after a few days.” As Zhang San spoke, he shivered violently.
He looked as if he had been frightened by Marquis Dingyuan.
The court official sighed slowly. That person’s corpse was still there. Jiang Ying had instructed him to use ice to freeze it. It was still intact.
After some thought, the minister ordered someone to bring the ice coffin up.
Zhang Si’s corpse was lying in the ice coffin, covered by a white cloth.
When the guard brought him up, he lifted the lid of the ice coffin and Zhang Si’s corpse appeared in the hall.
No one could tell that there was something wrong with Zhang Si, who was frozen. However, the guards were ordered to carry Zhang Si’s corpse out. Not long after, blood suddenly flowed out of his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.
Seeing this, Zhang San wailed, “My dear brother, what kind of grievance have you suffered? He must have suffered some injustice to bleed from his seven orifices. Sir, I beg you, please stand up for my brother!”
Zhang San cried as he knelt in the hall.
Ning Yue raised her eyebrows. What did he mean by bleeding from all seven orifices? This was normal, okay?
