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Chapter 309 Questioning

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    "Master Hou, which gust of wind brought you here?"

    Although Guan Fu was unknown when he was in Chang'an City, now he is the emperor's personal marquis after all. Even if Zhi Du is a high-ranking official, he still needs to say hello to Guan Fu when he sees him.

    "Lord Ting Wei, I was assassinated on the same day today. If you don't care about this matter, I can only go to your majesty. We soldiers have only survived on the battlefield, so we can't keep it secret.  Did he die in Chang'an City?"

    The corner of Zhidu's mouth twitched. Guan Fu did not answer his question, nor was he polite to him. Instead, he directly addressed him as Lord Tingwei. He immediately understood in his heart that it seemed that the Marquis was deliberately trying to make things worse.  Big.

    Now, even if he wants to be a peacemaker, he can no longer do it. After all, neither of these two parties is a fuel-efficient lamp. If one of them fails, he will get burned. Now he can only act impartially, no matter who asks.  It was the other party who forced me to stand up until the end.

    "You are joking, Lord Marquis. If you dare to assassinate Lord Marquis in this city of Chang'an, it will be a major crime against the nine tribes. Just relax. Come on, give Lord Marquis a seat and ask him to listen to the trial!"

    After someone arranged seats for Guan Fu, Zhidu then looked at the bunch of prisoners in the hall.

    Deng Wanheng now only has half his life left. He was tied tightly, his legs were broken, his vital parts were kicked, and someone put a piece of foot binding in his mouth.  Bu, it looked like there was only air left but no air left. He was like a dead dog, just thrown to the ground.

    Fortunately, there are still more than twenty escort drivers with beards and shadows, but now they are all tied up, and their mouths are tightly gagged.

    Zhidu's face was filled with dark lines, but he had no intention of speaking for them. The crime of assassinating Liehou was not a serious crime, and it would not be too much for Guan Fu's men to attack him.

    "Go up and see if he's dead. If he's dead, throw him out quickly. Don't dirty the ground here!"

    After looking around, Zhidu finally discovered the great steward of the Deng Mansion. Normally, he looked down on Deng Tong. Such a despicable man, who relied solely on trying to please the emperor, was now richer than a prince.

    There are a lot of people who look down on him in Chang'an City. He doesn't even look down on Deng Tong, let alone an evil slave like him.

    "My lord, there is still breath left!"

    Several officers stepped forward to take a breath, and then saluted Zhidu with clasped fists.

    "Wake him up!"

    Looking at Guan Fu sitting at the side, Zhidu could only wave his hand and give instructions to his subordinates.

    "No!"

    A man brought a bucket of salt water from the water tank outside the door. The cold salt water was poured down on his head. Deng Wanheng suddenly woke up with a tremor all over his body, followed by a heartbreaking scream.

    "Shut up, you don't look like a person in charge. Let me ask you, who sent you, and how did you plan to assassinate the Marquis in Chang'an City? If you know the truth, please tell me honestly.  If you don¡¯t understand, I¡¯ll let you see the eighteen torture instruments in my Tingwei Mansion!¡±

    Zhidu slapped the gavel hard, frightening the screaming Deng Wanheng. He suddenly woke up, looked around, and found that he was actually in the lobby of Tingwei Mansion.  superior.  !

    "Lord Zhidu, I am Deng Wanheng, the chief steward of the Deng Mansion. How could I assassinate the Marquis? It's just some misunderstanding with the Marquis. Please investigate carefully!"

    How dare he bear this charge?  He is just a housekeeper. If something happens, Deng Tongguan will not care about his life or death!

    Because a housekeeper offended a military lord who had just been conferred the title of Marquis by the emperor, how big was Deng Tong¡¯s head?

    "You are bold and cunning. It seems that you will not be punished. You will not tell the truth. Come here, drag me out and beat you fifty times!"

    Zhidu thought about it slowly for a while, then suddenly he was shocked again and winked at the two policemen next to him.

    The two guards immediately understood and dragged Deng Wanheng outside.

    Within a short period of time, Zhi had already thought of a solution once and for all. Didn't Guan Fu say that this kid was the main culprit who assassinated the Marquis on the street?

    "Then just beat him to death. Killing a slave can save a lot of trouble. It is a good thing for both yourself and Deng Tong. But Deng Wanheng is different. He doesn't care about others.No matter what, he didn't want to die in such an unknown way.

    It's better to die than to live, not to mention that he has made a lot of money through his hands over the years. All the money he got was hidden in the outer house, and he didn't have time to enjoy it. If he was killed in such a muddle-headed manner,  That was really an injustice.

    "My lord, have mercy on me, my lord, have mercy on me, the little ones are not guilty, the little ones are not guilty!"

    Deng Wanheng could only cry out for injustice with all his life.

    "Since you say you are not guilty, let me ask you, where did the crossbow in your carriage come from? You will never tell me that your master put it there, right?"

    There was a sneer on Zhidu's lips. He usually disliked Deng Tong, so it would be nice if he could disgust him now.

    According to the laws of the Han Dynasty, a person who keeps a crossbow privately has a fifty-spine staff and a distance of three thousand miles!

    Let¡¯s see if Deng Wanheng dares to put this crime on Deng Tong. As long as he dares to say this, Zhidu will dare to order the arrest.

    By that time, the master and servant were biting each other, and this matter had nothing to do with him as a court captain.

    "That, that"

    Deng Wanheng was at a loss for words. Even if he had the courage to do so, he would not dare to admit that the thing belonged to Deng Tong!

    "Sir Tingwei, my entourage found a large number of salt stamps in the carriage they were traveling with. It seems to be worth millions of coins. As far as I know, salt stamps are only available in Wu.  Guoguang Ling is sold on a large scale, I wonder how Master Deng obtained it with his extraordinary powers?"

    Although this matter has nothing to do with this case, since it has already involved Deng Tong, as long as this sentence is written into the closing statement and handed over to the emperor's desk, Deng Tong will probably have to walk around in pain.  Got it!

    Although Zhi Du is only in his forties now, he has been immersed in the court for more than ten years. Naturally, he is no stranger to these little tricks in the court.

    After hearing what Guan Fu said, Zhidu raised his head and took a deep look at Guan Fu. It seemed that His Highness the King had taken action!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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