"Deputy General Sun was too impulsive!"
After a moment of silence, Li Chang'an sighed and shook his head.
She understood Vice General Sun's volatile temper, but he should also be mindful of his actions. After all, this was the imperial city, not a military camp. How could he just start a fight without warning?
But in truth, this situation is also related to him. Li Chang'an couldn't help but smile wryly. These days, they really don't let him have a moment's rest.
"What do we do now? If the man is really killed, Vice General Sun will be finished!"
Chen Sanshun was so anxious that he scratched his head and asked himself countless times why he hadn't pulled the person away, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten himself into such trouble.
There's a saying that a murderer must pay with his life and a debtor must repay his debt. If Deputy General Sun really gets himself killed because of this, what will happen to all the brothers in the camp? He didn't even die on the battlefield, but he lost his life because of such scum. Isn't that a joke?
"Let's go to the government office first."
Knowing that there was no use in worrying here, Li Chang'an quickly calmed down and considered how to handle the situation.
At this moment, a verdict was being prepared in the yamen.
After the bailiffs brought him over, Vice General Sun waited for the judge to make a decision on the matter. However, he felt that he was innocent. It was clearly the storyteller who had insulted their general first, and he was just teaching him a lesson.
But how could those yamen runners listen to his explanation? Seeing that this man had committed a crime but refused to submit, and refused to kneel down, they went up to him and kicked him in the back of the knees, one on each side of Deputy General Sun. He was immediately kicked to his knees.
Deputy General Sun was also stubborn. He didn't utter a sound even after being kicked so hard. He cursed these beasts who used their official positions to commit violence in his heart, while silently praying that someone would come to rescue him soon.
After all, nobody wants to go to jail for a scumbag.
"mighty--"
A sudden commotion erupted in the courtroom. The guards on either side began shouting in low voices, their court rods pounding the ground rapidly. The sound of each strike made everyone on the edge of their seats tense.
Deputy General Sun knew that this meant the judge had arrived, and he knew what he might face next. He took a deep breath to calm his pounding heart.
The judge was probably around forty years old. He had a gentle appearance and exuded the refined air of a scholar. The only flaw was that he was a bit hunchbacked and didn't look very energetic, which was not what one would expect of a dignified judge.
"What's the prisoner's name?"
After settling into his seat, the judge asked a question in a relatively gentle tone.
Deputy General Sun was no longer so flustered. Although he was not happy with being called a prisoner, he still answered honestly, "Sun Chengwu, sir, I have not committed a crime. This is all a misunderstanding!"
"Misunderstanding? You committed a crime in the teahouse, and so many people saw it. Do I need to call all the teahouse staff up to testify?"
The judge frowned as he listened to Deputy General Sun's words. He had been in this position for so many years, and the phrase he heard most often was "wrongfully accused."
"this……"
For a moment, Deputy General Sun was speechless. The judge was right; he had indeed hit the other man, but the storyteller had fought back. How could that be considered an attack? At most, it was just a brawl.
But now, we don't know whether that person is dead or alive. No matter how we explain the current situation, it is undoubtedly very disadvantageous to us.
"Prisoner Sun Chengwu, do you plead guilty?"
Seeing that the person below did not defend himself, the judge tacitly accepted that the crime was an indisputable fact, and prepared to have someone sign and affix their fingerprints to give him some punishment and that would be the end of it.
Upon hearing that he was to confess, Deputy General Sun was startled and quickly regained his composure, waving his hands repeatedly and saying, "I am innocent, I do not accept this, I do not confess, I absolutely do not confess!"
He had already made up his mind that he would fight to the bitter end no matter what, in order to buy time for someone to come and rescue him. Now it all depended on Sam-soon's speed. In any case, he could not admit to this fabricated crime.
"In that case, please bring up the witness."
The judge nodded to one of the constables beside him, and soon the waiter from the teahouse and several other injured people came over.
As soon as they saw the judge, the men immediately knelt down and begged the upright judge to help them. They then testified that Vice General Sun had assaulted the men in the teahouse. The injured men were the ones who had attacked Vice General Sun at the beginning. They pointed to their injuries and cried out how vicious Vice General Sun had been.
"You were the ones who started it!"
Deputy General Sun was alarmed; these people were actually crying wolf!
If you're talking about injuries, you're injured yourself, so why blame only him?
The so-called witnesses were not to be outdone, and they accused Vice General Sun of causing trouble first. They claimed that they were just following orders, and then argued that although they outnumbered the people, they only wanted to scare them and drive them away. Who knew that Vice General Sun would beat them to death?
Seeing the crowd below arguing noisily, the judge, feeling dizzy from the noise, slammed his gavel on the table, signaling everyone to be quiet.
This tactic worked, and the chaotic situation below eased somewhat. However, neither side was willing to back down, and although they kept their mouths shut, they still glared at each other with flushed faces, creating an undercurrent of tension.
"My lord, I request that you bring up that damned... cough cough, storyteller. I want to confront him face to face."
Deputy General Sun suddenly spoke up, demanding that the other party involved come to court.
The judge thought about it and felt that the request was reasonable, so he asked the bailiff next to him if the man had woken up. The bailiff went to check and then came back and shook his head at the judge.
"Have you had someone check on him? Is he in any danger?"
"That makes things a bit tricky," the judge asked, his brow furrowed.
"We took him to a doctor, who said it was just some superficial injuries and nothing serious. But for some reason, he just stays unconscious."
The constable reported the truth.
Deputy General Sun naturally heard all of this clearly, and couldn't help but wonder whether that damned guy was really unconscious or just pretending to be dead. However, the current situation could no longer be allowed to drag on like this.
If the storyteller doesn't wake up for a moment, he can't escape responsibility. Regardless of whether the person is dead or alive, it was ultimately under his control that the person became that way. If he is easily convicted, it will be difficult for him to recant his confession later.
With a heavy heart, Deputy General Sun decided to take a gamble and temporarily assume that the storyteller was faking his death, and would make a plan after seeing the person.
"Sir, I request that you bring the man up. I have a way to wake him up."
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