The night is desolate, and the people mourn.

The love and hatred of the past are now present, and good and evil will be rewarded in the end.

After the members of the Huang family spent the night anxiously in the prison with eight doors, they were quietly transferred the next morning.

Eight doors transferred them using several carriages, and deliberately rushed all of them to the Huang family's old house in a low-key way before the morning market.

Among the thirty people, most of them are frail or women and children.

Because Mrs. Lu was the oldest, she was not locked in the prison last night. Instead, she vacated a room for Mrs. Lu to live in, and arranged for her close-knit old mother to take care of her.

Even so, Lu Shi was still anxious all night, and became listless and weak early this morning.

This old man can't stand the toss.

People say that there is always a treasure in a family, and the older you are, the more precious you are, and they are all taken care of in the palm of your hand.

Sitting in the carriage, Huang Zong scolded the servants outside angrily: "How can you treat my mother like this! She is almost ninety! Do you officials have any humanity! Yesterday we were imprisoned in the sky prison, and today we are going to be imprisoned again." Where are you going to send it! You should tell me clearly! Otherwise, I will sue the imperial court! Even if I accompany my old life, I will fight against you eight doors to the end!"

Wang Quan opened one side of the wooden window: "What's the noise! ​​Our adults decided to interrogate you in another place considering that you are the descendants of Huangshan Taoists and need some face. If you want to be watched by the common people at the eight gates, we can do it now." Send you back!"

Huang Zong stopped talking. Wang Quan was right about one thing, the Huang family wanted to meet. They are descendants of the famous painter Huangshan Taoist. If they lose face, it will even affect the price of their grandfather's paintings.

The patriarch Long Lushi was opposite him, looking at him listlessly: "Zong'er, stop arguing, those who are clear will be cleared by themselves, I believe that the adults of the Eight Doors will give us an explanation."

Huang Zong pursed his lips, making his beard knotted all night.

Throughout the carriage, Huang Zong's brothers wrinkled their gray eyebrows and sighed.

Holding the invitation card in his hand, Zhang Zhihe hurried around the eighth door to the front of the ninth door in the morning mist, and knocked on the door.

"Tuk tuk."

The door opened, and it was the rickety coffin master.

"This is not Zhang Butou from the eight gates, what's the matter?" The coffin master opened the gate of the nine gates, and there was no one in the courtyard, only the thick morning fog.

Zhang Zhihe took a look, why did he feel that the morning fog inside the Nine Gates was thicker than outside? He hastily handed over the invitation: "My lord, invite Miss Lian to go to the Yi Mansion to watch the trial."

Lord Coffin received the invitation, and squinted his eyes: "What kind of trial are you watching..."

Zhang Zhihe also told the truth: "The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the capital is coming soon. My lord wants to keep a low-key trial of the murder case in the Taoist's old house in Huangshan, so I set up the court in their old house. By the way, my lord also asked me to ask Miss Lian, how about that painting?" gone."

Master Coffin slightly opened his squinted eyes, with a sharp light inside: "Got it."

Zhang Zhihe took one more look at Lord Coffin, turned around and left immediately, always feeling that the nine gates were eerie, and it was strange that his adults liked to climb walls.

The servant girl Jia Ding in the hall of the Yi family put away the table and placed two rows of chairs on both sides.

The clerks of the eight gates also brought the supplies from the lobby, and in the blink of an eye, the hall of Yifu has turned into a lobby.

Fu Mingrui washed and got dressed, sat on the front seat in the hall early, and began to look through some materials about Huang Ye that he had compiled.

The yamen servants began to place the bones and pieces of evidence collected yesterday in the center of the hall.

Yi Jixuan also had a good night's sleep, and today he was full of energy. He sat on the sidelines and watched the banquet.

"Second brother!" With a crisp exchange, Fu Mingrui raised his hand from the case file, and a familiar figure was reflected in his bright black eyes. Immediately, he stood up joyfully and greeted him: "Third brother!"

Yi Jixuan also greeted him happily, and the youngest of the Fu family came. In his impression, the third child of the Fu family was thin and small, a little weak. Now it is tall and straight, decorated with heroic spirit. Sure enough, the eighteen changes of a teenager are not the same.

Fu Mingsu also came here in the morning light, he was full of sleep, and indeed he was refreshed.

The three brothers of the Fu family embraced each other. They haven't seen each other for three years. When they see each other today, they are naturally reluctant to let go.

"Big brother." Fu Minghui bowed to Yi Jixuan, "Thank you for the jade pendant, brother, I like it very much."

Yi Jixuan laughed: "Just like it."

The three brothers stood together again, feeling that there were so many things to say at this moment that it was difficult to finish.

Zhao Cheng hurried forward: "My lord, the prisoner has brought it."

Fu Mingrui nodded and looked at his third brother Fu Minghui: "Third brother, I will try this case first, and then we three brothers have a good drink!"

"Okay!" Fu Minghui looked at Fu Mingrui with admiration. Fu Mingsu couldn't help but also teased: "Second brother, look at the way third child looks at you, do you look like those little girls outside?"

"Big brother!" Fu Mingrui and Fu Minghui said in unison.

Fu Mingsu raised his face and laughed, and today he regained some of the childhood feeling when the three of them were together.

Fu Mingsu, Fu Minghui and Yi Jixuan sat back at the banquet, and the servant girls also served tea to the Fu family brothers.

When Fu Mingrui sat behind the case desk, his face sank immediately, his handsome face immediately became less soft and more heroic, and in Fu Minghui's eyes, he became more adored, and whispered to Fu Mingsu: " The second brother's first trial case is like a different person."

Fu Mingsu smiled slightly: "Your second brother, if the case is a woman, then your second brother's marriage is the case. Except for the crown prince asking him to play, he has no way to shirk it, and spends the rest of his time on the case. Sigh." Fu Mingsu sighed softly, expressing the bitterness of Fu Kun not seeing Fu Mingrui all the year round.

The sun was high, and Fu Mingrui didn't waste any more time. He glanced at the empty chairs beside him, and there was no anxiety in his eyes. That's a chair for Lian Youyou, but he knows that Lian Youyou usually doesn't arrive on time, so he can interrogate first.

"Bring the members of the Huang family!" He yelled, and dropped the gavel!

After a while, more than 30 people from the Huang family came to the courtyard outside the hall, and it was full of people.

"Prepare a seat for the ancestor of the Huang family, Mrs. Lu." Fu Mingrui looked at the octogenarian woman standing in the middle of the courtyard.

The yacha moved up the chair and let Lu Shi enter the hall and sit on the chair.

Mrs. Lu bowed to Ming Rui: "Thank you for giving me your seat, and please tell me why the Eight Doors brought my family here?"

Huang Zong and others outside the pavilion also looked around in confusion. When they could remember, this old house had already been sold, so they didn't grow up in this old house. And the hall was full of a bunch of tattered things, which confused them too. However, a few old slaves over the age of fifty saw it, their eyes were full of panic, their hands trembled slightly, their necks tightened, and they hid behind the crowd.

Fu Mingrui looked at her for a moment, then nodded to Zhao Cheng. Zhao Cheng immediately stepped forward and lifted two white cloths in the center of the hall. Immediately, the two human bones came into everyone's eyes, and the women and children screamed in fright.