The Minister of Justice came late, but when he saw the ceremony, he only had to look at Song Beiyun with the Shaoqing of Dali Temple. Song Beiyun didn't care at all, so he took the initiative to salute and said with a smile on his face: "Since both adults are here, let's start."

The Minister of Justice just uttered from his nose and stopped making a sound. Then the three of them entered Dali Temple.

Is it true that the trial is actually a form of case trial. The steps are still to sort out evidence, question, inference, and inference based on legal principles. The final trial results need to be reported to the emperor, and the emperor makes the final decision. Most of the time, those who can enter the three-level trial stage will inevitably die, but there are not exceptions, but very few.

Just as they started the inquiry process, it suddenly became noisy outside. Then a Dali Temple Chief broke in and reported that the people from the Censorate outside came to make trouble...

The Censorate was causing trouble... This was a bit new. Song Beiyun stretched his neck with a smile on his face and looked outside. After a while, a group of scholars in casual clothes broke into the court. The leader was the new Censor Hong Yu and Hong Wenrun.

He led a censor of the Censorate and broke into Dali Temple like this, pointed to the young minister of Dali Temple on the main seat and asked, "Mr. Cao, why don't you know that the Censorate of the Three Sessions will be judged?"

Lord Cao was silent for a while, but he was speechless because this thing was ordered by Zhao Xing... He didn't know why he didn't inform the Censorate.

"Mr. Hong...Mr. Hong, don't be impatient." The Minister of Justice quickly got up and walked forward: "This matter is very special."

"Special? How special is it? During the Qin and Han dynasties, the censor was responsible for supervising affairs. The censor was responsible for supervising affairs. The censor was responsible for supervising affairs. The censor was responsible for picking, monitoring, and rectifying disciplines. You are special? What's the special? How can the judicial place be tolerate the differences beyond the law? If you can't tell me what's wrong with you today, then don't blame me for being unable to discipline and being responsible for violating the rules."

After saying that, the censor turned to look at Song Beiyun: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

His mother asked knowingly, are you blind in this outfit on me?

But even though he thought about it, why did Song Beiyun have to fight with these professional stunning young masters? He immediately stood up and folded his fists and smiled: "The emperor is the envoy of the Imperial City Office Song Beiyun."

"Imperial City Department? When will the Imperial City Department be able to participate in the review of these three departments? Who gives you the power? I want to see who has such courage!"

"Oh, Lord Hong." Song Beiyun also said helplessly: "Yesterday, Xiaguan was eating tofu stew at home. Suddenly, a central eunuch knocked on Xiaguan's door and passed me the oral order from the official family saying, 'It's about treason. I'm anxious. I don't believe that Song Beiyun, but I just hope that there will be a result as soon as possible, and I hope that Song Qing will put the overall situation first. You said... what should I do? I can resist the order and not obey it. If I ask me to say it, I should come to the trial. My Imperial City Department is a good at arresting people, but if you talk about magic power and morality, you know nothing."

After hearing this, the Censor had nothing to say. Zhao Xing asked someone to come, so he had to give the emperor some face and could speak out in front of him. If he was chewing the emperor's tongue outside, even if he was tired of living, he would not criticize himself even if he was wrong. The royal family faced him like a huge face.

"Oh... it's right." Song Beiyun patted his head: "Secret official! It's damn! Yesterday, the official family said to me, and asked me to inform the Censor Taihong overnight, saying that there are three departments to be tried today, and I hope that Lord Hong should not come too late. But yesterday, the official drunk some wine and was confused and forgot about this matter! The official should die, the official then went to the priest to ask the official family to sue, and everything was the fault of the official!"

The censor glanced at his eyes and immediately understood that Song Beiyun was pulling the responsibility on him. It was not his turn to inform the Censorate. If it were not the official or the Secretariat, this kid was obviously giving him a way out. Understanding this point, he was relieved. Although he was still wronged and angry, he lost his previous aura.

"I am still young. If there is another time, don't blame me for being involved in your negligence!"

“Yes, yes, that’s natural.”

Song Beiyun smiled and gave up his position to him, but the Censor just looked at the Shaoqing of Dali Temple in the head position and snorted coldly.

Cao Shaoqing stood up gritted his teeth and bowed to his position: "Please, Lord Hong."

When Song Beiyun saw this scene, he almost laughed out loud. The young minister of Dali Temple was from the fourth rank. Although the censor was from the third rank, it was only one level difference, but the profession of the censor was mostly half the level. When the head of the family came, how could he have the reason for Song Beiyun to follow the throne?

Song Beiyun saw Cao Shaoqing standing there awkwardly, and he quickly made another mistake: "Sir Cao, come and sit here, just stand. Please sit down."

Cao Shaoqing looked at him, and looked at his attentive look, which was both angry and funny. He was from the third rank, and Song Beiyun was from the same sixth rank, with a Dongting Lake in the middle. What is the point of sitting in his seat?

"What? Lord Cao is dissatisfied?" When Yu Shi Hong saw Cao Shaoqing's expression, he said: "I am not worthy of sitting here?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, sit down."

At this moment, Song Beiyun kept wavering to Cao Shaoqing and shouted in a low voice: "Sir Cao, here, here, here, here."

Cao Shaoqing was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, but his face was not easy to show. After seeing Song Beiyun's expression, he simply walked over and sat in that position in anger.

The Minister of Justice next to him was embarrassed. He was a fourth-rank official, and he was half a level higher than Shaoqing, but now he is in the Dali Temple yamen, where is the jury officer sitting at the forefront? This is not etiquette. But his level is indeed high, and it is difficult to propose to change positions with Cao Shaoqing. He was originally eating melons safely, but he suddenly felt that the melons in his hand were not so sweet.

"Mr. Cao offended me." The Minister of Justice turned his head and smiled apologized: "Don't blame me." I

Cao Shaoqing was bullied at home, so he was unhappy. He turned around and showed a tragic smile to the Minister of Justice, gritting his teeth and said, "Nothing is wrong."

Song Beiyun covered his mouth and took two steps back, even poured a cup of tea for Cao Shaoqing himself, and said to Cao Shaoqing in a low voice: "Master Cao, do you want me to tell Lord Xun?"

Lord Xun is the minister of Dali Temple and the chief official of Dali Temple. If he wants to come, he will definitely not be able to see his subordinates being bullied by the gang of messengers in his territory. But Cao Shaoqing thought about it and shook his head gently, turned his head and whispered to Song Beiyun: "Look at how long will he be proud of!"

Song Beiyun stopped talking, but started to help the serious Sansi Yamen chief, help the Censorate to check evidence, help the Ministry of Justice collect evidence, help the Dali Temple to retrieve files, and busy themselves. He even dumbfounded the temple chief of the Dali Temple...

"Mr. Yu, please rest. This case is my own hands, I am familiar with it." Song Beiyun patted his chest and smiled: "If you come forward, the other two may be difficult for you. I, an outsider, are still easy to talk to."

The temple chief waved his hands repeatedly: "Mr. Song was joking, I can't take on any master... Lord. Song is on par with me, so it's not good to be so polite."

Song Beiyun leaned against the door with him, holding a cup of tea in his hand: "You'll be dissatisfied with me. Everyone is doing business for the public. It would be bad if they can be divided so clearly."

"Haha, what Lord Song said..."

Song Gou's reputation is far-reaching. He is known for his ruthlessness and useless means. Several adults on the stage have high positions and high powers and values ​​him. He dare not be entrusted as a small temple minister. The censor heard the news, and the Imperial City Department took action first and then reported...

It is no exaggeration to say that Song Beiyun's position is definitely a top-notch among officials at the same level or even one or two levels higher. Everyone should give him some face when they see him. From the fifth rank below, Song Beiyun is very respectful. After all, his position is special and he cannot be misled.

There was a chat here, and a voice suddenly came from inside. Song Beiyun immediately held the teacup and was about to pick up the people. The temple minister quickly stopped him: "It's not allowed to do it... Lord Song can't do it. Please rest, I'll do it."

"Oh... I'll bother you."

"No, no, I'm asking you."

Soon Bai Nianan was taken to the hall. He kept silent until his superiors began to ask him whether to confess his guilt or not, he suddenly became excited and shouted for injustice.

There is an interesting thing about the Song Dynasty, that is, no matter how many cases are, even if the evidence is conclusive, as long as you shout unjustly, you have to listen to the testimony again.

"That confession was made by Song Gouqu! I was originally from the Imperial City Division! I was lurking in..."

Song Beiyun made a fuss? Is this man from the Imperial City Department? After hearing the testimony, the third director on the stage almost turned his mind.

"Song Beiyun, the envoy of the Imperial City Department!" The censor slapped the exclamation, and the censor shouted directly.

Song Beiyun walked forward, looked around with an innocent look on his face, then spread his hands and said, "Sir, the conscience of heaven and earth, a dog who rebelled, he said he was from the Imperial City Department? Isn't this a big deal of the world? Is this accusation on me? If I use this to judge the case, I would be a bit ridiculous."

"Bai Nian'an off the stage, do you have any evidence?"

Bai Nian'an is a scholar, and this thing is not difficult for him. So he began to cry and talk about how he chose to agree to become an undercover agent, and how he followed the imperial city commander to communicate with him.

"Sir, I am not caring about my life and death now, just to restore my innocence." Bai Nian'an burst into tears: "I want to be a good person, so I will give you a chance."

Song Beiyun clenched his fist secretly from the side: "yes! That's the taste!"

"Song Beiyun, what are you talking about?"

Song Beiyun quickly put down his hand: "I said I want to blow up his dog's head and speak nonsense."

"There are no foul words in the court!"
Chapter completed!