Of course, it is not possible to prove your innocence. You have to come up with evidence. All the evidence that Bai Nian'an is "his own person" is in the Imperial City Division, so the Imperial City Division envoy is here, and let him go back to collect evidence.

As for evidence collection, Song Beiyun certainly had to do it. After he went back, he instructed the subordinates to search for it, but how could he find something that he hadn't already? So he went back tyrannically and scolded Bai Nian'an.

"Since that's the case, searching for evidence can't prove your innocence. The criminal Bai Nian'an, the evidence of your crime of rebellion is conclusive, but you know that you are guilty?" The Shaoqing of Dali Temple slapped the exclamation tree: "Come, come, push it into the death priest, submit a memorial, please make a decision!"

But at this moment, the censor, Mr. Hong, who was sitting in the chief official position, frowned slightly: "Wait, I still remember that there was a sudden fire in the Imperial City Department before, and the case has not yet been settled. Life is at stake, how could Lord Cao be so hasty?"

Song Beiyun looked at the expression of Lord Cao, probably because he was already cursing in his heart. The fact that he was fucking his mother was a major rebellion case, and it was the official's request to close the case as soon as possible. His grandmother's censorship should be executed.

But the unhappiness in his heart was not directly reflected. Cao Shaoqing pondered for a moment, chuckled and asked, "Why don't you know what Lord Hong is thinking?"

This rhetorical question is obviously a thorn. Song Beiyun silently said in his heart, "Fight and fight", but the censor is a scholar, so he naturally would not do the fight. However, when it comes to the words, he is not inferior to anyone.

"I don't know why Cao Shaoqing is so busy closing the case. Since it is a rebellion, it will definitely be deeply involved. If there is an injustice in the case, if there is any hidden truth, you will often be buried in the soil? You can settle the case today, and you can settle the case tomorrow. Lord Cao, I dare to ask, is it the King of the Song Dynasty or the slap of your Cao Shaoqing?"

The hat-tightening and beating made Cao Shaoqing's face suddenly change color. He stood up angrily: "Master Hong, what do you mean?"

"I don't have any other meaning. I just want to ask Lord Cao. The obvious hidden truth in this case is not clear, but you have closed the case one by one. What's wrong? There is no such code in the Song Dynasty? Or is this Dali Temple so indestructible?"

Oh... Niu Ci Niu Ci, Song Beiyun secretly gave the censor a thumbs up. He was really a carefully selected slut. These words made people so angry that they wanted to hit people, but they didn't even dare to say something angry. It would be invincible to stand like this in the great power of the Qianqiu.

"Everything is mainly Lord Hong." Cao Shaoqing's face turned red, and he sat on the chair without making any sounds again.

Seeing that he had the right to speak, the censor was obviously more proud, as if the light of the right path was shining on the road ahead of him.

"Bai Nian'an, I ask you, now that you have insufficient evidence, you bite yourself to death by the Imperial City Department. Do you have any witnesses?"

"There is no witness, sir." Bai Nian'an struggled to stand up and bowed to several adults continuously: "My identity is already top secret. The imperial city commander ordered me to lurk into the cult before, so why would he leave a flaw in the witness? But please listen carefully to me."

Bai Nianan began to tell everything he was lurking there, how to secretly pass information to Song Beiyun, how to tell Song Beiyun in advance that someone was going to attack him, how to design and eradicate the envoys under the leader, etc. The logic was not leaked, and when you think about it carefully, it seemed that it was true.

"Then why do you instruct someone to attack the court officials again?" Lord Hong asked sternly: "If this is true, why do you want to escape again?"

"Good Lord! This fact is absolutely necessary. Those hundreds of people were not allowed to be transferred by me, but were sent by the envoys under the leader of the Demon Sect. I had no choice but to let my brother who had survived his life go into the city early and risked being killed to pass on the message." Bai Nian'an said and burst into tears: "You ask me why I left. Sir, I have no identity to prove. If I don't leave, I will be able to reveal my identity in such a situation. I am originally from the court, but now the court wants to kill me, and the cult person also wants to kill me. I am wronged!"

Hearing his cries of blood, Censor Hong turned to look at Song Beiyun: "Mr. Song, is there any such incident?"

"However... it's true that someone kept spreading the news, but the officials had never seen it before." Song Beiyun scratched his head and said with a confused look: "Let's talk about it again, how can the officials handle cases be based on one side? He said that it would be like that. Then the officials had already been cut off by the official family and hung the flagpole and dried up the wind."

Both sides have a different opinion, and although they can check, as Song Beiyun said, how can we rely on one-sided words to investigate and determine cases? That would be too unrigorous.

"How about this, a few adults."

When the stalemate was still there, Song Beiyun suddenly said, "Let him tell me a place that can explain his identity, and then we will verify it together. If it is true, release it on the spot. If it is fake, I will chop off his dog head on the spot."

Although his words were vulgar, this was no different from the best way. Let Bai Nianan say something that was both secret and could prove his identity, and then the three and four s will verify it together.

Of course, this secret must not be that there is a widow on the butt of the widow in the east. Mr. Huang, the West, secretly took off the gray matter, so he wanted to prove his identity from another aspect.

"I remembered it!" Bai Nian'an straightened up: "As the Imperial City Commander, he had a set of account books buried deep in the woodshed in his home. The above was his account of the entry and exit of the White Lotus Cult. I accidentally learned about this, but there were several loan notes from me. Before I went to the White Lotus Cult, the man approved my funds."

When everyone present heard that there was such a thing, they stretched their necks, but Song Beiyun smiled disdainfully, "If you think about it, if there is no such thing as the woodshed, your head will not be protected. Not only your head, but you will be plotting against the nine clans."

"Mr. Song, if nothing unexpected happens, those accounts will be buried in it."

Song Beiyun sneered, turned his head and bowed to several high-ranking officials, "What do you think, sirs?"

"Then go."

Censor Hong made the decision, and then Song Beiyun immediately cooperated with several Censors, officials from Dali Temple and several officials from the Ministry of Justice rushed to the home of the previous Imperial City Envoy.

Because of the sudden death of humans and animals in this house, it has now become a wasteland. The residents in the front and rear moved away one after another. Therefore, after being destroyed in this place, the residents around them always died suddenly for no reason. After a few months, seven or eight people died. The reason was not found, so some people said that someone was haunted in this place and became an ominous place.

Taking people into the sealed yard, Song Beiyun asked the people of the Imperial City Division to enter the woodshed and began to dig up, while he and other supervisors stood at the door and waited quietly.

As the big pit was gradually dug out, suddenly a hard thing was touched under the shovel, and Song Beiyun immediately raised his hand and asked people to deal with it carefully.

Sure enough, a locked box was quickly taken out from inside. The box had a lock hanging on it, and it was already rusty.

"Be careful and get in the car!"

The box was carried into Dali Temple. After knocking off the lock in front of Bai Nian'an, there were indeed piles of paper inside. Some of these papers were moldy and some were bitten by insects and some were somewhat incomplete, but most of the content was still clearly visible.

These things were clearly placed on the desks of several bigwigs. There were some former Imperial City Commander's business dealings with the White Lotus Sect, and there were also some secretly sending people to serve as evidence of secretly pretending. In addition to Bai Nian'an, there were a few people in it, but those people seemed to have gone unknown.

Judging from the paper, it must have been a few years, and there were also seals from the Imperial City Commander and Bai Nian'an's signature and seals.

"The dog is so brave!" Cao Shaoqing of Dali Temple was so angry that he trembled all over after reading these accounts: "Have you had any contact with these thieves since the southbound transit? That's great."

According to the contents of these accounts, in addition to the conventional trading of grain and medicinal materials, there are also population trading, and some people in the Song Dynasty were sold to Jin and Liao as slaves.

Because these people are not named and surnamed, they only record a few people and some money, so they are almost out of the question. It can be seen here that the former Imperial City Commander seemed to have some accounts that were not in line with, that is, he received money from the White Lotus Sect but did not do anything for them.

The reason for his bizarre death seemed to have surfaced little by little, and because there was really Bai Nian'an's material inside, it changed from the original name to Bai Nian'an and his fame record, each of which can be verified, and the details are a bit unbelievable.

But this thing cannot be fake, right? So these things are enough to prove that Bai Nian'an is from the Imperial City Department, and Song Beiyun is a typical example of floods rushing into the Dragon King Temple.

However, although these materials are available, we still need to check them carefully, so it is impossible to release them in court as Song Beiyun said.

Check it out, check it carefully. After all, except for this box, everything else is real. Whether it is fame or fame or the sudden death of the senior officer, everything is real. Welcome to check it out.

As for why it can be old enough to be so old in a few days, apply sugar water on the paper, wrap silver on the lock head and pour sulfur on it. One spoonful last week and two spoonfuls of Western Zhou. The color is dyed, soak the smoke and yellow in water and a piece of paper, and then put it in the cabinet for three days. After baking it in a small stove, mold spots will appear.

Those chapters, handprints, etc., just make a carrot carrot carving. But the chapters must be made with particularity when making fakes. You must not use castor oil, or use rapeseed oil. The rapeseed oil will dizzy, so that you can imitate it for a few years.

Isn’t it just a fraud? Song Beiyun is doing it. If he wants to fake it, no one in this era will be able to see through him.

If there is any flaw in it, it is that if the ash and ink at the bottom of the pot are tested by carbon 12, the age can be clearly distinguished.
Chapter completed!