The son does all kinds of evil?I sentenced him to be executed all over the house!

Chapter 66 Public Trial
On the top of the Confucian and Taoist Academy, inside the hut.

An unremarkable long sword hung on the wall.

The sword body is more than three feet long, there is no scabbard, and there is no special decoration on the hilt.

It looks exceptionally sharp.

Linye can see the word "Li" engraved in the middle of the sword frame.

Kong Jishi used his literary spirit and muttered softly.

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, Frost has never tried it."

"Show the king today, who has any injustice"

The voice just fell.

The blade of the sword suddenly trembled violently.

On the blade, a white mask appeared, which was gradually dissipating.

But the speed of dissipation is very slow.

Kong Jishi said to Forestry.

"Don't worry, you need to wait another quarter of an hour."

"After a quarter of an hour, you only need to hold this sword in your hand, and you will be able to reach the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion in Yanjing City in an instant."

Forestry was shocked.

"Dean, does this sword really have the power to break through the void?"

Kong Jishi nodded.

"But I also want to warn you, your current strength is not enough, you can only launch two attacks at most."

"After that, the accompanying sword will return here by itself."

Although Lin Ye was very anxious, he had no choice but to wait patiently.

Kong Jishi pointed to the grid of the Confucian saint's saber, and pointed to the word "Li" on it.

"The sword of Confucian saints has its own spirituality."

"If you can unite with the spiritual body of this sword, you may be able to strike a sword many times."

"I'll ask you."

"What should I do if I encounter injustice?"

Under Linye's somewhat inexplicable gaze, Kong Jishi continued talking to himself.

"Standing on this side of the sword body, there is a word "Li" engraved on it, and a word "De" is engraved on the other side."

"Do you know why?"

Lin Ye thought for a while, and replied uncertainly.

"Do you want to convince people with courtesy or virtue?"

He instantly showed his original expression.

"That's why Confucian saints inscribed these two characters on their swords to remind themselves that violence cannot solve problems, and only reason and virtue can convince the other party."

Kong Jishi looked at him as if he was looking at a bookworm who could only read.

"Then what if you meet someone who doesn't make any sense anyway?"

"If the road is uneven and you can't reason, then use violence to solve the problem."

Under Lin Ye's somewhat dumbfounded gaze, Kong Jishi said in a calm tone with his hands behind his back.

"This is called convincing people with reason and virtue."

"Confucian saints are the most reasonable, and his sword is his reason."

"So after a while you go to the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion. If the situation is really critical and you meet a third-rank extraordinary expert, you have to remember."

Kong Jishi stared at Forestry.

"Just use this saber of Confucianism to beat him!"

Lin Ye nodded sluggishly, and looked back at the saber again.

He felt that deep in his heart, something began to crack and disintegrate quietly.

Kong Jishi waved his hand.

Streams of literary energy converged into a mirror, showing the scene in Yanjing City.

Xiao Yi has now arrived at the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion!

Lin Ye glanced at the mirror, then at the Confucian saint's saber.

More than half of the white mask on the sword has dissipated.

He took a few deep breaths, clenched his hands into fists, and forced himself to be patient.

Wait a while, wait a while, wait a while...

At the same time, in Yanjing City.

Xiao Yi had already dragged Prince Gong's son, Ji Wuye, to the gate of Jingzhao Mansion Yamen.

Countless yamen servants looked at him in shock, with complex expressions on their faces.

They really didn't expect that Lord Xiao actually captured Ji Wuye back.

Not to mention that Master Xiao was so powerful.

Neither the legendary cultivation genius nor the palace guards could stop him.

And at the back of the yamen servants, the two old men were bent over.

It is the master and cook of Jingzhao Mansion.

Their figures trembled a little, and they seemed to be unable to stand still.

Seeing Xiao Yi dragging Ji Wuye over, the two looked at each other, and they could see the surprise on the other's face.

Xiao Yi looked around, and at this moment, quite a few ordinary people had already gathered around.

He thought for a while, and greeted the yamen servants in front of him.

"Set the tables and chairs, and I will judge this person in front of the common people."

The corners of the yamen servants twitched when they saw Ji Wuye who looked like a dead dog.

His Royal Highness, Prince Gong's eldest son, is already in tatters and covered with dust.

He covered his left face, stared at Xiao Yi viciously, without blinking his eyes.

The eyes were so fierce that the servants couldn't help shivering.

They sprang into action, setting up the tables and chairs, and bringing in the gavel.

Xiao Yi dragged Ji Wuye to the table, and kicked the other party's dantian.

There was a sound from His Royal Highness, and he covered his abdomen, trembling there.

After making Ji Wuye unable to escape, Xiao Yi walked behind the table and sat on the chair.

He picked up the gavel casually and slapped it hard.

Bang~!

"The prisoner, Prince Gong's son, Ji Wuye!"

"Extort by force, exploit people, buy and sell people, murder and set fire, force good people into prostitution, do all kinds of evil, are you guilty?"

In front of the entire Jingzhao Mansion Yamen, nearly a thousand ordinary people looked at Ji Wuye in that hall.

And inside and outside Yanjing City, many famous experts are using their own methods to watch the scene here.

Everyone seemed to be waiting for Ji Wuye's reply.

Ji Wuye, the eldest son of Prince Gong, was struggling and rolling on the ground crazily.

The punch that Xiao Yi slammed just now hit his dantian directly.

At this time, his lower abdomen was in severe pain, and his spiritual power stagnated.

Hearing Xiao Yi's question, he sat up with all his strength, pressed his lower abdomen with his right hand, and covered his swollen cheek with his left hand.

"You, you are fine, no one has ever dared to treat me like this, you hit me twice today."

"Guilt, I didn't make a mistake, what crime do I know?"

Ji Wuye was still arrogant.

There were still bursts of pain coming from his face, which made him gasp.

The onlookers whispered.

"What crime did this person commit? Why is he still so arrogant in court?"

"It must be a heinous person, otherwise why is Master Xiao so angry? How could Master Xiao interrogate him in front of so many people?"

"Hush! Shut up quickly! Didn't you hear what Lord Xiao said just now? This man is Prince Gong's eldest son and belongs to the royal family. Shut up quickly!"

Those discussions were originally very intense, but the common people immediately responded.

The noisy discussion at the scene disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Yi ignored it and just looked at Ji Wuye indifferently.

He knew very well in his heart that the minds of these so-called clan disciples were somewhat abnormal.

Of course this Ji Wuye would not, just plead guilty like this.

Because in the eyes of these people, killing a few people is not a crime at all.

Because behind them stood the clan mansion and the royal family.

All these previous cases related to them will be taken away by the clan government.

His dossier in Jingzhao Mansion Yamen is just a formality, not evidence.

Now I don't plan to use torture, and there is no evidence.

But he knew that Ji Wuye would confess.

Because he knows that the other party is very proud, he will not hesitate to show what he has done.

(End of this chapter)