Chapter 388:

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Feng Zhi listened quietly and admired the other party in his heart. There was no delay after the incident and the trial was almost immediately started. With such a tight time, the Criminal Department prepared the evidence witness so well. This high efficiency beyond the past proves the other party. It's really that the preparations have had a day, it's really menacing, and determined to collapse himself.
Peng Pei coldly looked at her with a pensive look, his eyes flashed with color, and quietly glanced at the Lord, but he still saw that he was still uneasy.
Another witness came to the court. From afar, he saw the back of Feng Zhiwei's undressed clothes shaking, shivering, cringing and kneeling at her feet.
Feng Zhiwei's eyes flashed-very good, very good, and finally she had a witness beyond her expectations.
"Student... Ni Wenyu from Qingming Academy of Political Science and History... That night... In the same room with everyone... In the banquet, we invited Wei Siye...in the meantime...in the meantime..."
Compared with the witnesses who spoke clearly in the front, the kneeling man under the hall now had his head drooping, his eyes flickering and trembling, and hesitantly hesitated.
Because Wei Siye was kneeling beside him, looking at him sideways.
No anger, no sorrow, no anger, no surprise, no anger, unstoppable climbed up and scolded, and no surprise was thrown up to scratch him. His head, his eyes light and calm, his lips even had a strange smile.
Weird, unspeakable smile.
As if... with a little laugh, with a little pity, with a little contempt, with a little... watching puppet play as cheerful, but never enter the show.
With that smile, anyone will feel like a puppet under his control.
Ni Wenyu's body trembled.
Wei Siye had such a smile, he had seen it in Qingming Academy. Whenever he met a restless person or a disturbed trouble, Wei Siye would smile like this, and then, the trouble would be wiped out, and most of the troubled people would still have to The end is miserable.
Wei Siye is a in the hearts of Qingming Academy students, and so is he, but today, he betrayed his in person.
He buried his head lower and couldn't say a word.
"Ni Wenyu." But someone in the hall said, Peng Pei, the punishment department, said eloquently, "Despite your boldness and truthfulness, you can rest assured that this is the Langfang Qiankun Zhaozhao punishment department, and all have the Shangshu to make decisions for you!"
The tone was condensed and oppressed, Ni Wenyu was shaking again.
His finger was caught in the crack of the brick.
He is different from Yao Yangyu Qian Yan’s official children. He is from a poor background. He can’t be an official without them. They have to work harder than ordinary people in order to get half of the results of others. Like poor students, they immersed themselves in books and worked hard step by step. He envied the smooth sailing of Guijie’s children and tried to get closer to them, but spending money with them was like a feast for joint ventures in Yanchun. The money is enough to raise his hand, but he was taken off the cotton coat for this winter... The mother at home didn't know the meat in March, but he had to watch the whole plate of unmoved dishes being spilled at random at the banquet...
After that night, he was worried about tomorrow's rice money, but someone found him.
Bai Yinqianliang, and ensure that he won the Spring Festival, even if the temple can not be tried, but also to ensure that he is recommended by the local officials, at least a clerk's office, a bright future, temptation to start.
The darkness was dark and blinded to the last conscience of an ambitious poor student.
Peng Pei's words seemed to be echoing in his ears. Ni Wenyu was ruthless. At this point, the silver has already got his hands. It is too late to repent. The big husband is in the world, not ruthless and not adult!
With closed eyes and a chest, words that others have taught come forth.
"During this period, the students did not participate in the wine-making due to their inability to drink wine. They slept on one side and accidentally saw Master Gu approaching twice during the toasting of the two concubines of You and Zhang, borrowing the cover of others' bodies and printing the key clay mold!"
"Fuck you fart!" Hua Qiong, as a "force testimony", stopped hearing outside the fence. Hearing this sentence, he couldn't help but swear. "Gu Nanyi really wants to do it, can you see it? Shamelessly, Trapped in innocence, you are still a scholar, you lose the face of the reader and the face of Qingming!"
Ni Wenyu was scolded with a pale face, and his flashing eyes were flying around. Peng Pei looked at him and looked away, fearing that he would fly out of an inappropriate look, and quickly screamed: "Hua Qiong! Allowing you to go to court for hearing is an exception. Interfere with the case and chase you out immediately!"
Hua Qiong flicked his head, and a strong spit on Ni Wenyu's face, "I'm waiting for you to be drowned by Qingming's spit! Mourning dog!"
Peng Pei was afraid of what she still scolded, and immediately summoned, "Guan Gu Nanyi!"
"Chuan Gu Nanyi..."
Feng Zhiwei immediately turned around on the ground and looked sideways. With a look of concern in his head, Ning Yi, who was drinking tea slowly in the hall, suddenly began to cough.
Somehow coughing more and more anxiously, his chest shaking, his throat sweet, Ning Yi quickly covered it with a cup.
A mass of bruised blood was silently purged in the green tea.
Ning Yi looked at the tea that was gradually red, and the pale red water surface reflected the gloomy eyes, thinking of Feng Zhiwei's eyes, the eagerness of concern, and never remembered him in a trance.
She gave Gu Nanyi the most real emotion, but gave him the deepest thought cloud.
Ning Yi smiled, and her eyes were still in the pale red water.
In this world of love, whoever is tempted first will be sad first.
He wanted to be an independent man, and he had no trouble in his life to manipulate the world as he pleased, but he met another more ruthless one.
It's hard to say, just drink it.
The seventh prince leaned over and looked at him with concern, and said, "Is the sixth brother's tea cold? I asked someone to change it."
As soon as he let it, he poured the tea into the bonsai behind him, and the tea quickly disappeared at the root of the tree.
Then he smiled and said.
"This tea is really bitter."
The sound of heavy shackles, the sound of being dragged far to the ground, was heavy, like a giant walking in a step. Zhang Yong, who once served as a foreigner in the criminal department, suddenly stunned and muttered: "How did I use this?"