Chapter 171 The Boy Wakes Up

Everyone was surprised when they heard this.

Murong Jie said to Zi'an, "Why don't you hurry up and save people?"

Zi'an looked at Prince Li with complicated eyes, shock?

If her memory had not been confused, he had just said the word shock.

Shock is not a term used in Chinese medicine.

Also, listening to his analysis of the angles and directions just now, I always feel that it is a bit weird to say it from the mouth of an ancient prince.

However, she felt that her conjecture was a bit absurd.

Now is not the time to delve into this issue.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zi'an stepped forward and pulled out the hairpin on the porter's chest. After the hairpin was pulled out, blood overflowed, and Zi'an had prepared a handkerchief to hold it down.

The wound was not big, and it was not aimed at the heart. It can be seen that apart from having no common sense, the attacker definitely did not know martial arts, because the hairpin did not pierce flesh and blood, but only injured flesh and blood.

Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment personally went to check, but did not delay Zi'an's treatment.

Zian had given him electric shocks before to wake him up from the state of shock, but he was given needles in Qihu, Yunmen, and Zhongfu to make him unable to move, and he couldn't even open his eyelids, but his consciousness is clear , can clearly hear everyone speaking.

Now Zi'an is on the other person's Zhong acupoint, and the Baihui acupoint is used to open the meridian. Zi'an said, "He will wake up in a while."

At the same time, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice also finished the inspection and said: "He has signs of struggle, his nails have been scratched on the rock, and his feet are on the ground. Everyone can look at his nails and the toe and heel of his shoes. They are all scratched. Rubbing marks."

Everyone looked over and saw that his nails were damaged, two or three of which were stained with blood, and the toe and heel of his shoes were also worn out, which should be caused by stepping on the ground or touching rocks in the rockery.

This means that someone strangled his neck.

Ximen Xiaoqing's face was pale, and he quietly retreated into the crowd, trying to sneak away.

But Chen Liuliu grabbed his collar with one hand, "If you dare to run, I will break your feet on your head."

Seeing her son being grabbed by Chen Liuliu, Ximen's second wife, Mrs. Liang, snapped at her in a panic, "You wild girl, let him go, if you dare to hurt him, I will kill you."

Immediately, like a heavenly soldier descending, twelve men in the same attire appeared in front of Liang Shi, like a barrier, blocking Liang Shi back steadily.

Everyone had a ferocious expression on their faces, and Mrs. Liang was also a savage, not afraid at all, and shouted at the old matriarch: "Mr. Chen, do you think the people in your Chen family want to eat people?"

The old matriarch sat as firmly as Mount Tai, without even raising her eyebrows, smoking a pipe and said coldly: "You have the heart to kill my granddaughter, why is it strange that they eat you? Not to mention them, even the old man wants to eat her!" Take a bite."

Just like what Murong Jie said, Chen Liuliu is the jewel in the palm of the Chen family, and the person in the heart of the old matriarch, how can anyone allow someone to insult him maliciously?

Liang was angry, "You are protecting your weaknesses."

"The Chen family has always protected their shortcomings, do you just know now?" The old matriarch lightly blew out eye circles, her silver hair glistened in the sun, and she flicked the cigarette ash lightly with her fingertips, feeling indescribably ruffian.

"My lord, you always pay attention to the rules, don't you think you don't care?" Liang Shi was forced to take two steps back by the Chen brothers'S, and hurriedly said to the prince with a high-pitched voice.

Prince Li thought for a while, and then asked calmly, "What do you care?"

"They're going to hit people with their hands."

Prince Li looked at the brothers of the Chen family, and then asked the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment, "How do you judge a person who beats someone?"

"Go back to the prince, judge the crime based on the injury!"

Prince Li nodded, "Well, I know this, but you are in charge of the Ministry of Punishments, so I have to ask you, how about it, if twelve of them beat you, I will urge the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment to treat you according to the severity of the injury. As far as crime is concerned, none of the hitters can go unpunished, this king assures you."

Liang looked at these vicious people, if twelve people came up to beat her together, it would be useless to execute them all.

Murong Zhuangzhuang lowered his hands, a little helpless, but if the third child is here, things will easily go astray.

However, she saw that Zian leaned over to whisper in the boy's ear when he gave the boy the needle.

Murong Zhuangzhuang suddenly understood that the third child was actually covering for Zi'an.

This is really strange, the third child is a person who admits death, and I have never heard that he would favor anyone. Before the trial of the case of severed fingers and disfigurement, he stood up because it was against the law.

She was sure that if Mrs. Linglong had reasoned and had evidence, he would definitely be on Mrs. Linglong's side.

But, now he is actually covering Zi'an?

Was it the instruction given to him by Lao Qi? Murong Zhuangzhuang looked at Murong Jie, but found that the woman was even more out of shape. He sat lazily on the chair as usual, looking at the flowers and plants outside lightly, as if the woman who was wronged and murdered was not his fiancée at all. of.

And over there, the porter boy has already woken up.

The crown prince and Xia Wan'er looked at each other, both looked a little shocked, the crown prince took a step back coldly, and gave Xia Wan'er a cold look, as if to condemn her for not being able to handle this matter reliably.

Xia Wan'er didn't expect that Ximen Xiaoqing would be so careless, she didn't even know whether the person was dead or not, and seeing the prince angry now, she was also full of anger.

Zi'an helped the porter to sit up, and the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment squatted down and asked, "What's your name?"

The porter boy was still very weak, but reluctantly knelt down and replied: "In the words of the adults, the villain is called Longan."

"Longan, who hurt you?" the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice asked.

Everyone stared at the porter boy. The boy's face was very pale and his lips trembled slightly. He didn't look at Zian, but he was thinking about the words she whispered in his ear just now.

She said that she just presumed that she forgot or didn't know anything.

He knew what the eldest lady wanted, and she didn't want him to testify against Ximen Xiaoqing, because Ximen Xiaoyue would be the head of the house in the future, and if she testified against Ximen Xiaoqing, he would be retaliated against.

He kowtowed, then raised his head, pointed at Ximen Xiaoqing, gritted his teeth and said, "It's Young Master Ximen."

There was an uproar in the crowd. Although everyone had guessed that Ximen Xiaoqing wanted to frame Xia Zian, they didn't expect him to be the murderer himself.

This is really a thief shouting catch a thief.

The old lady said in a deep voice: "Please speak more clearly, did you overhear him arguing with the eldest lady on the other side of the rockery, so the eldest lady asked him to do it?"

The old lady's words were a bit shameless, but she had no choice. If Ximen Xiaoqing was accused today, all their hard work and planning would be in vain. Ximen Xiaoqing is the grandson of Jin Guogong, and today , although it has nothing to do with them, but this account is always on the head of the Xiangfu.

Therefore, the old lady used her status to coerce and guide the boy to answer according to his own confession. If he confessed in this way, Xia Zian would still be the mastermind, and even if Ximen Xiaoqing wanted to question him, the charge would be relatively light.

Longan, the concierge, was obviously intimidated by the old lady. There is no servant in the house who is not afraid of the old lady. This kind of fear has accumulated over time. Even if the old lady is now on the ground, dying, they will still feel Fear.