"Silent!" Tan Zong looked at the reactions of the officials in front of the execution platform quietly, and reached out to slap the table.

The sergeant with a national face then made a gesture at the drummers, and the thick drum sounded immediately, and the scene gradually became quiet.

Everyone looked at Wang Hao in the field. Although they thought that Wang Hao was accusing Zhao Yuanchang, after experiencing the previous incident of the Japanese bandits' internal response, no one dared to speak out on his own, otherwise he would be regarded as the Japanese bandits' internal response, which would make others use twenty taels of silver.

"Oh?" Tan Zong deliberately pretended to be surprised, his face turned cold, and he asked Wang Hao in a deep voice, "Do you think I will believe your nonsense? Everyone knows that Lord Zhao is a hero in the fight against Japanese devils in Suzhou City. Not only was he injured, but his whole family was slaughtered by Japanese bandits!"

"Sir, if you have any lie, I would rather die in Lingchi." Wang Hao looked up at Tan Zong with a decisive expression.

"Sir, Wang Hao slandered his subordinates. Please sentence him to Lingchi to be executed to appease those who were killed by the Japanese bandits." As soon as Wang Hao finished speaking, Zhao Yuanchang knelt on the ground and said angrily.

"When I was appointed as the official in prison, the prince once granted the official arbitrary power to make arbitrary decisions on the spot. Wang Hao, think clearly whether he had falsely accused Lord Zhao!" Tan Zong looked around at the officials under the stage, looked at his officials in unison, pondered for a moment, and looked at Wang Hao with a stern expression.

"The emperor is willing to be responsible for what he said. Please observe clearly." Wang Hao also knelt down, touching the ground with his head, without retreating at all.

"Sir, who do you believe?" Tan Zonggu shook his head in a dilemma and asked the officials below.

"Let the Lord make the decision!" Before the situation was clear, only fools would choose to support Wang Hao or Zhao Yuanchang. The officials bowed to Tan Zong together and said, "Everyone was self-righteous, for fear of involving themselves."

"Since that's the case, then I will find out clearly, give the court an explanation, give the prince an explanation, and give the dead an explanation." He had long expected that the officials would react, and Tan Zong bowed to the top of the ground and said righteously.

"I'm sorry," the officials bowed and bowed.

"Mr. Zhao, I heard that you and Wang Hao had had a holiday. Is this true?" Tan Zong took a sip of tea slowly, cleared his throat, and looked at Zhao Yuanchang.

"Master Qi Bian, three years ago, the rebellious son Zhao Shiting teased a girl on the street and was met by Wang Hao. The two clashed. The rebellious son's left leg was unfortunately broken." Zhao Yuanchang did not conceal Zhao Shiting's character problem. Hongsheng said, "The rebellious son was spoiled by the lower officials since he was a child. The lower officials knew that this was a rebellious son, so they went to visit the injured Wang Hao that day, resolved this grudge and had no holiday with him."

"Wang Hao, is what Lord Zhao said true?" Tan Zong nodded and asked Wang Hao.

"Sir, what Zhao Yuanchang said is true. He did visit the Xiaguan that day, and he did not feel sorry for Xiaguan since then." Wang Hao raised his head and admitted Zhao Yuanchang's statement.

"Since that's the case, I ask you, you said that Lord Zhao and the Japanese leader had a drink and had a happy conversation. Who else could see besides you?" Tan Zong pondered for a moment and asked Wang Hao.

"Sir, in addition to the officials, there are also servants from the Zhao family, who were also present at the time." Wang Hao replied loudly.

"Wang Hao, you slander me so much, I will fight you." Zhao Yuanchang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to normal. He stood up and rushed towards Wang Hao angrily, as if he wanted to fight desperately. He just ran away and was stopped by several soldiers after he ran for less than two steps.

The thick drum sounded again, and the venue soon became silent. Everyone looked at Tan Zong, Wang Hao and Zhao Yuanchang on the field, waiting for the progress of the situation.

"Mr. Zhao, it is related to Mr. Zhao's reputation. I solemnly ask you, is Mr. Zhao in the coffin?" Tan Zong walked down from the observation platform and came to the angry Zhao Yuanchang, and asked in a deep voice, "If you can prove that Mr. Zhao is indeed Mr. Zhao, I will order Wang Hao to be executed by Lingchi."

"Sir, there is no doubt that there are dogs inside." Zhao Yuanchang looked at Tan Zong indignantly and shouted loudly, "For the reputation of dogs, the official is willing to open the coffin and examine the autopsy!"

"Open the coffin and examine the autopsy? Lord Zhao must think twice!" Tan Zong was stunned for a moment and kindly comforted him.

"Sir, the official has made up his mind and decided to let Wang Hao die." Zhao Yuanchang bowed to Tan Zong with a firm tone.

"Wang Hao, Wang Hao, you will die if you die, why do you still implicate the deceased?" Tan Zong sighed, shook his head at Wang Hao, and waved his hand helplessly, "Come on, open the coffin!"

When he heard that Zhao Yuanchang was going to open a museum to examine the autopsy to prove Zhao Shiting's true identity, the people gathered around him couldn't help but squeeze forward, stretching their heads to watch.

Several soldiers came over and started to pry wooden nails nailed on the coffin lid with tools. Tan Zong and Zhao Yuanchang stood aside, looking at them with a serious expression.

The officials also surrounded him, stood behind Tan Zong, and quietly watched the scene in front of him.

"Son, don't blame Dad, Dad, Dad is also forced to be helpless and cannot tolerate someone destroying your reputation." After prying open the wooden nails on the lid of the coffin, several soldiers stopped. Zhao Yuanchang walked forward, whispered a few times, and tears were placed in the corner of his eyes, causing the soldiers to lift the lid of the coffin.

As soon as the lid of the coffin was opened, a foul smell came to his face. Tan Zong was five or six meters away from the coffin, but he still couldn't help but slap in front of his nose.

Although the weather is cold now, after being left for more than ten days, the body has rotted and smelled.

Looking at the charred corpse in the coffin, Zhao Yuanchang couldn't help but burst into tears. He leaned over and took a round sign made of pure gold and gold from the waist of the charred corpse, holding it in both hands, and showed it to Tan Zong. "Sir, this is a gift specially created by the official of the dog son when the dog son is full moon. It has been hung on the dog son and has never left him. Many people in Suzhou City have seen it."

The front of the round card is a big character "Zhao", and a kirin is engraved on the back, and the surroundings are decorated with patterns such as auspicious clouds and flying birds.

Afterwards, Zhao Yuanchang showed the longevity lock to the officials around him. After carefully identifying it, the officials nodded.

When Zhao Shiting was born, a Taoist priest from the wandering world wrote a fortune for him, saying that there was a water disaster in his destiny and that he would be far away from him when he met water.

Since then, Zhao Yuanchang, who is eager to love his son, not only has he forbidden Zhao Shiting from going to places with water, but also created this gold medal for him to carry with him, hoping to bring him nobility.

As Zhao Yuanchang said, many officials and people in Suzhou City have seen this gold medal and know that it is Zhao Shiting's personal belonging.

"Sir, this is indeed the object of Mr. Zhao." After the officials finished reading it, Tan Zong turned his head to look at them. The official of the beard came to him and said seriously, with no emotion on his face.

"Show it to him." Tan Zong nodded and pointed at Wang Hao in front of the coffin.

Zhao Yuanchang then won the gold medal in front of Wang Hao and stared at him angrily.

"Wang Hao, is this the thing of Mr. Zhao?" Tan Zong asked loudly as Wang Hao stared at the gold medal.

"Sir, it's Mr. Zhao's thing." Wang Hao looked carefully and nodded affirmatively.

"Since that's the case, then I will cut you into pieces as you said." Tan Zong's face darkened when he heard this, and waved his hand with murderous intent, "Tie him up and execute him."

Two soldiers standing behind Wang Hao immediately set him up. At this moment, Wang Hao heard the soldiers on the left whisper in his ear, "Larrow!"

"Sir, you can prove that it is not Mr. Zhao, but someone else." Wang Hao was stunned at first, then suddenly realized and shouted at Tan Zong.

"Wang Hao, do you think I will believe your crazy words?" Tan Zong shook his head and turned to Zhao Yuanchang, "Mr. Zhao, tell him how Master Ling was killed by the Japanese bandits, so as not to fool some unknown people by him."

"Sir, the dog's son was poured with tincture oil on the body by the Japanese bandits. After igniting it, it pushed into the house and was burned to death with Jian Nei and others." Zhao Yuanchang looked at Tan Zong with sad expressions, "Sir, the Japanese bandits forced the officials to watch. The officials witnessed the dog's son's burning to death with their own eyes, which will never be forgotten."

"Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry for the change." Tan Zong patted Zhao Yuanchang's shoulder sympathetically, then looked around at the officials around him and asked loudly, "Mr. Zhao, I asked you, are you sure you have witnessed Mr. Zhao being burned to death by the fire?"

"It's true." Zhao Yuanchang nodded firmly and said in a deep voice.

"Wang Hao, what else do you have to say at this point?" Tan Zong nodded slightly and turned to look at Wang Hao.

"Sir, Zhao Shiting's left leg was broken, causing him to be disabled and unable to walk. Just check if there is any difference in the left leg of the person in the coffin, the truth will be revealed." Wang Hao replied loudly after hearing this.

"Although the dog's legs and feet are inconvenient, it looks no different from ordinary people from the outside. Wang Hao's words are really nonsense!" Zhao Yuanchang sneered and said to Tan Zong.

"That's right." Tan Zong nodded thoughtfully, waved his hand at the soldiers who were holding Wang Hao, "Drag it down."

"Sir, if you don't check the left leg of the person in the coffin, the lower-ranking official would rather die than accept it!" When he was dragged away by the soldiers, Wang Hao shouted loudly.

"Slow!" After Wang Hao was dragged away for five or six meters, Tan Zong suddenly reached out to stop the two soldiers and turned to look at Zhao Yuanchang, "Sir Zhao, since the museum has been opened, it is better to check the left leg of the young master to convince Wang Hao, so that I can also handle the prince's job."

"It's up to the Lord to decide everything." Zhao Yuanchang said respectfully when he heard this, looking like he had a clear conscience.

"Mr. Zhao can rest assured. I will definitely give Mr. Zhao justice." Tan Zong smiled slightly at Zhao Yuanchang, and then ordered in a deep voice, "Come on, bring the coroner."

A moment later, the middle-aged man with thick-browed eyebrows, who was caught from his sleep by guards last night, followed behind a sergeant, bowed and walked over carefully.

Seeing the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, Zhao Yuanchang was panicked for no reason. He recognized that this was the coroner who invited him to handle the funeral of his family, so he couldn't help looking at Tan Zong, who looked like a dizzy face: Could it be that all this was arranged in advance by Tan Zong, otherwise why would the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows appear so quickly?

Could it be that this is a trap set by Tan Zong in advance, and he will take every step of the way, which is to lead himself into the game?
Chapter completed!