The noise in the house suddenly rose and suddenly died down.

The rise was because of that young man's call, and the destruction was also because of that young man's wave of his hand.

The excitement on the soldiers' faces had not yet faded, their eyes were still shining, and their chests were heaving violently, as if at this moment Zhu Zan only needed to swing his hand outward to chop down the group of gold thieves.

Everyone would raise their swords, mount their horses and rush out without hesitation.

Of course Zhu Zan would not do that. He bowed to the three judges sitting on the platform.

"Of course, I cannot deny that I did want to make some money from this at the beginning." He said, looking at the Minister of War, "Master Huang, you should still remember that it was the middle of winter, and a sum of military funds in our northern land had not been received for various reasons. Brothers can't even go without food and winter clothes."

The Minister of War looked apologetic.

In fact, he couldn't remember when it was, because the arrears of military funds were too common, and it was not necessarily a deliberate arrears. After all, it cost money and required too many approval procedures. What could he do if the Ministry of Revenue said it had no money?

"I'm sorry to trouble you," he said, "but this year's winter military funds will be transferred after June."

He paused.

"After all, this map is a small amount of money and it doesn't conform to the rules. I'd better not make it in the future."

Zhu Zan responded yes.

"I didn't want to do it in the first place," he said, spreading his hands with an innocent look on his face. "But even though this seems like a small amount of money, there are many people who want to make a small amount of money. And this kind of picture is very simple, anyone who knows a few words and can draw a few strokes can make it. I can't do anything about it, our business is being resisted."

The Dali Temple Minister chuckled in his heart, thinking that there might not be many people who could resist your buying and selling.

But now that he has personally admitted to the incident and promised not to do it again, we can leave it to Your Majesty to judge.

"Then let's leave it at that for now. I'll list the laws for your majesty to decide on." He said. He looked at the two people on his left and right, "Sir Huang, Captain Lu. Do you think this is feasible?"

The Vice Minister of the Ministry of War certainly had no objection, Lu Yunqi was like a clay sculpture.

"That's it!" The Dali Temple official slammed the wooden board and made a decision, "Then..."

"Wait a minute." A Jinyiwei stood up and spoke. Looking at Zhu Zan, "Prince Chengguo, you haven't explained why you pushed Hu Xun's carriage into the river."

The reason why the emperor wanted the prince of Chengguo to come to the capital was because he threw Hu Yushi, the inspector sent by the capital to the north, into the river. Hu Yushi had never suffered such humiliation in his life, and he left the north in anger and cried to the emperor, saying he wanted to resign.

The emperor questioned. Duke Cheng and his son insisted that the military intelligence report did not intend to cause a collision.

"This matter," Zhu Zan said, looking at the people from the Ministry of War, "hasn't it been settled?"

The Minister of War suddenly remembered something and slapped his head.

"Yes, yes, I forgot." He turned to Lu Yunqi and said, "Captain Lu, it's like this. When we were ordered to investigate some time ago, Hu Xunan said that this was a misunderstanding. He was drunk at the time and remembered it wrongly."

What?

The Dali Temple Minister looked stunned, and even the Jinyiwei who were present looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Is this still possible?

Duke Chengguo is indeed a good man. He could even convince Hu Yushi.

The Dali Temple Minister sighed in his heart.

No wonder he dared to send his son to the capital. Everything has been arranged.

"Yes, we didn't have time to report it. We were waiting for the prince to come and confront him before closing the case and making our statement." The Minister of War looked at the Supreme Court Justice, "Hu Yushi said that the prince had explained to him clearly at the time that there was an urgent military matter to report, and he was also going to get out of the way, but because he was drunk and couldn't stand steadily, he fell into the river. It was the prince who rescued him."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to the people from the Ministry of War standing in the hall.

"Go and ask Hu Yushi to come."

The people from the Ministry of War in the hall responded yes, and just as they were about to leave, Lu Yunqi stood up.

"No thanks," he said.

These were the first words he spoke after he came in, and everyone stopped and looked at him.

Lu Yunqi looked at Zhu Zan and walked down from the hall, around the tables.

Zhu Zan also looked at him.

Lu Yunqi had a blank expression on his face, while Zhu Zan had a hint of a smile on his face, but everyone felt that the atmosphere was somewhat tense.

Lu Yunqi walked all the way to Zhu Zan and stopped.

"One last question," he said. "Who is the leader of the woodcutters?"

Woodcutter?

Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard this, but they immediately came to their senses. After all, for the Ministry of War, woodcutters were also a headache.

Although the bandits can kill the enemy, they are not under their control.

It's like a good knife, but if it's not in your hand, it's not a pleasant thing, but rather something unpleasant.

Lu Yunqi's question sounds interesting.

Everyone's eyes fell on Zhu Zan.

Zhu Zan smiled.

"I really want to know too," he said, looking serious. "It's a pity that they don't like us soldiers, so it's hard to see them. But I heard that their leader is a very wise and open-minded elder like a prairie. Although he can't chop wood himself, he is the best and most outstanding woodcutter in everyone's eyes."

This admiration and love was genuine and was not concealed even though the woodcutters were feared by both the court and the army.

The corners of Lu Yunqi's mouth twitched. He smiled. Although it was not as brilliant as Zhu Zan's smile, it made his face a little softer.

"Aren't you a woodcutter?" The guard next to him understood his smile and immediately asked, "Do you need us to produce evidence?"

Zhu Zan smiled, seeming a little embarrassed.

"No, no," he said, "Yes, I said I was a woodcutter..."

"I did it, not said it." Lu Yunqi took over his words.

Zhu Zan rolled his eyes at him.

"Yeah, the woodcutter is so cool, of course I want to give it a try, but I'm so bad, they didn't even let me in, I didn't even touch their lair, let alone meet the leader." He said, "Anyway, I don't know if you ask me, so do whatever you want."

Is he still too bad?

How powerful those woodcutters must be to have been able to escape from the Golden Guard.

The Royal Guards looked even uglier.

This is deliberately praising others and putting them down.

The Dali Temple Minister couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched his forehead.

The first question made him feel justified, the second one became a misunderstanding, and the answer to the third question was just a rogue.

What can I do?

Anyway, the Dali Temple is just a questioning place, and the emperor will decide in the end.

"Master Huang, Master Lu, what do you think about this matter..." he took the initiative to ask.

"Let's just leave it at that." Lu Yunqi rarely took the initiative to speak. He didn't even look at the Dali Temple Minister, but just looked at Lu Yunqi.

Zhu Zan smiled at him.

"Does that mean, Lord Lu, you are willing to let me go?" he said.

Lu Yunqi also smiled and took another step forward.

"Do you know why I can't do anything to you?" he said in a low voice, "Because you have a father."

Zhu Zan looked at him and laughed.

"Of course I know." He laughed, then lowered his voice, "Do you know why you are so arrogant now?"

Lu Yunqi just looked at him.

"Because you don't have a father." Zhu Zan lowered his voice and paused for each word, "A person without a father, without human ethics, without humanity, is a beast. Of course a beast can be arrogant."

Although they all lowered their voices, the hall was already silent, so how low could their voices go?

The lobby was silent and the atmosphere became stagnant again.