Dali Temple was originally a solemn and solemn place, and it was the highest-profile yamen in the Tang Dynasty. People who were not allowed to take full advantage of it.

However, the old man Pei Ju is very interesting. Since he took over the case, he ordered the yamen runners to open all the six gates of Dali Temple, and then sent a team of yamen runners to stand at the door and shout, saying that there is a strange case in Dali Temple today, and no matter the pawns and peddlers or the nobles of the country, anyone can come to listen to the court.

This relaxation is awesome. Chang'an people like to join in the fun the most. Countless people rushed in, blocking the yard of Dali Temple.

Good guy, there are crowds of people at the bottom of society. What quiet can you expect everyone to keep? No matter which dynasty or the age of ancient times, the solemn and solemn Dali Temple has never been as lively as it is today.

Noisy and complicated, like a market.

There are a few small vendors who are smart, one of them is a seller of herbal tea. He carried a load and plucked up the courage at the door for a long time. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and stepped in, shouting loudly: "The weather is hot, drink herbal tea..."

While shouting, he carefully observed the door, but found that the yamen runners did not raise their eyelids and actually agreed to him to sell tea. This surprised him, and the hawking sounds in his mouth gradually became high.

The Chinese people are most concerned about the fact that some people take the lead. The remaining small vendors saw that the tea sellers were not driven away, and they became brave and hurriedly squeezed in with their goods.

What a good guy, there are really complete ones, some sell cakes, some sell pickled vegetables, and some sell rice wine. They shouted and shouted, and it was very lively... Later, a few beards with flat breasts and exposed breasts ran over and held a beautiful blanket in their hands to sell them to others.

Dali Temple became a market, but Old Man Pei Ju smiled so hard that his face was full of pleats, like a shameless little flower.

Many of the Wang family members were full of anger. They were here to complain, and they were also murder cases. Such solemn and solemn matters were messed up. How could they feel happy?

He was determined to stop him, but he was afraid of being scolded. The Dali Temple Minister was not the one they could provoke. Old Man Pei Ju had such a high official position and a high reputation. Even if their head Wang Gui came, he would not be able to see him.

I have no choice but to endure it!

The common people in the yard don’t care about this. Once the Chinese people are full of courage, they will be strong. The common people have some of their own little wisdom. Seeing that the yamen runners acquiesced to the vendors entering the door, they knew that the law would not blame the public today. A few boldly took the lead in buying a bowl of tea and drinking it. Seeing that the yamen runners did not scold them, they immediately became public.

"Who, give me a piece of cake. There is little food in the morning. I'm hungry!"

"Where are those who sell pickled vegetables? Come over and get me a few cents and give me some food..."

"Give me a bowl of rice wine to help you relieve your fatigue!"

"I'll have a bowl too, and I'll have a bowl too. Only after eating and drinking can adults take a good look at the case trial. I like to watch the case trial the most."

It was really crowded with people. Old Man Pei Ju smiled so hard that he leaned back and forth, and his mouth, which had lost all his teeth, looked like a big hole.

The servant of Wang was extremely depressed, as if he had constipation. Everyone's face turned red, hoping that his grandfather would sue his grandmother and hoped that the person in charge of the family would arrive quickly.

They can't stand this kind of occasion in front of them!

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Before the head of the Wang family in Taiyuan arrived, Cheng Yaojin's family came first.

The old hooligan was carrying a big axe on his shoulders, and Cheng Chumo carried a small axe on his shoulders. He followed more than a dozen servants, shouted and squeezed into the yard, pushed the crowd away and headed straight to the lobby.

Cheng Yaojin's speech was as ugly as ever, with a bandit style: "Who is dead? Just die? Hurry up and dig a hole outside the city and bury it. It will be smelly when it is carried out in a hot day." He glanced at the Wang family's servants and said, "He carried the dead to complain. Old Cheng can't do such disgusting things. Be careful of doing too many evil deeds. God can't see you. I'll give you a broken root..."

The Wang family members were full of anger. One of the young men had a little impulsive personality and couldn't help but jump out to argue. Unfortunately, before he could speak, he saw Cheng Yaojin suddenly kicking.

The old gangster has excellent force, so he is not a mere servant who can resist. The passionate young man suddenly turned into a rolling gourd.

"You dare to jump out when I speak, I have no eyesight!" Cheng Yaojin sneered.

This guy swayed back and forth for a few steps. The smart yamen runners had already brought a chair. Cheng Yaojin laughed and made a fucking trip. The location happened to be opposite the Wang family and his servants.

His eyes shot fierce light and he glanced back and forth.

The power of the Duke is not a joke. The Wang family members are just lower-class people. Although they are angry, they dare not resist. They are all extremely trembling and well-behaved, for fear of being chosen by Lao Cheng and being beaten.

At this moment, someone outside the door suddenly laughed and said, "Isn't it embarrassing to fight against a mere servant with the prince!"

Accompanied by the voice, a group of people came in. The leader of a middle-aged man was so majestic that he had already recognized the sharp-eyed one. This person was the leader of the Lu clan of Fanyang, with his surname and name Yinzhi.

The Wang family members breathed a little relieved. Any clan leader of the five surnames and seven families was a sensational figure. Lu Yinzhi had a talent for poetry and was even rich enough to rival a country. He was a real giant.

Unfortunately, Cheng Yaojin didn't want to browse him, so he cursed: "What are you? You dare to call me Cheng Zhijie..."

Lu Yinzhi looked angry and was about to retort, but when he saw Cheng Yaojin holding the axe in his hand, he seemed to be slashing people at any time. He felt a sudden blow in his heart and snorted coldly: "I am a literati, I am not a wise man, and I am powerful."

"Ha!" Old Cheng smiled up to the sky, and a few words popped out of his mouth: "Eggless goods!"

Lu Yin's eyes were filled with anger, but the Wang family members beside him looked at each other and sighed in their hearts, thinking that although Mr. Lu is famous, it seems that he still can't suppress Duke Cheng.

Just as he was worried, he suddenly heard another noise outside the door. He saw a dozen strong men pushing the crowd away, leading a young warrior strode into the door, looking at Cheng Yaojin and shouting: "Duke Cheng insults my uncle, can you dare to fight?"

Old Cheng looked at it, and suddenly smiled when he opened his mouth, then rolled his eyelids and said, "Get out of here! You want to fight with me, but you are not qualified."

The person who came was indeed not qualified! He was just a general in the army. Although he had some achievements, he was a junior figure after all.

Lu Yinzhi also understood this, reached out to hold the furious young man and whispered: "Let him be arrogant for a while, and after my five families and seven families gathered together, we will use our power to suppress others!"

The young man nodded angrily and stood beside Lu Yinzhi, but his eyes were still blazing fire and staring at Cheng Yaojin fiercely.

At this moment, someone outside the door shouted loudly and said, "Look, look, the leader of the Wang clan in Taiyuan is here!"

Accompanied by this voice, when Wang Gui entered the door, he nodded and signaled to Lu Yinzhi, then stroked his long beard and closed his eyes to rest, and never spoke a word throughout the whole process.

This old guy is the leader of the aristocratic family. Although he didn't say a word, the aristocratic family was shocked. Old Cheng snorted and put down his axe.

Since entering the door, Wang Lingyun has been standing behind Wang Gui. In front of outsiders, he always has a leisurely smile on his face. The calm and gentle wind combined with his handsome face immediately attracted the eyes of many people.

"It's true that he is worthy of being Mr. Lingyun. Look, with this kind of demeanor, how many people can be in the world? Tsk tsk..."

Wang Lingyun listened to everyone's discussion indifferently, with a hint of graceful smile on the corner of his mouth. He suddenly bowed to Pei Ju in the head of the lobby and said politely: "My dear Master, I, Wang, today, I, Wang, have the case taken over by you, I wonder if the murderer has been caught?"

This is a trap, but unfortunately Pei Ju is not so easy to fool. The old man rolled his eyelids and looked drowsy. He said, "Dali Temple is a solemn place. How can you, a little baby, ask about things? Could it be that your grandfather is dead? Now Wang is the leader of your family?"

Wang Lingyun's face suddenly twitched!
Chapter completed!