Chapter 9 — In my previous life, I took the name for him, in this life I just stand and watch

"It's not yet the last minute, who wins and who loses, we still don't know."

He snorted coldly.

“On Jing, you are too confident.”

“This is not confidence.”

I look at him, word by word.

“This is, the principles of heaven are clear, the retribution is not wrong.”

After saying that, I didn't look at him anymore. Directly step into Dai Ly temple's public hall, where the fate of countless people is decided. I know, Tieu Triet is there. The Queen Mother is there. All righteous forces are there. This net has tightened. Tieu Huyen, you, even if you have wings, it's difficult to fly. On the road, the atmosphere is deadly. The three judges of the third company sat neatly and seriously. Tinh Vuong Tieu Triet, sitting in the judge's chair, looked indifferent, unable to see joy or sadness. My father, being escorted up. He still wore that rough robe, his body was skinny, but his spirit was clear. He saw me, nodded slightly at me, his eyes filled with reassurance. Tieu Huyen, sit next to me. His fingers, beat by beat, tapped on the table. Expressing the impatience and insecurity in his heart. Trial, begins. The Minister of Justice led the attack, presenting a letter called "enemy communication". The words were as solid as nails, pointing to the crime of my father's treason. My father, no excuses. Just say a simple sentence.

"It's not me who writes, the writing can be imitated, but the essence cannot be imitated."

One sentence, falling like a sledgehammer. Making the face of the Minister of the Ministry of Xing become red and then white. Next, the royal historian Do killed the court and called a few "witnesses". They are all minor generals in Bac Cuong. They were threatened and seduced by Tieu Huyen and gave false testimony in public. In words, loopholes pile up. My father only occasionally asked a question or two. It immediately caused them to become confused, causing conflicts between front and back. Tieu Huyen's face became more and more ugly. He did not expect that my father's prestige in the army would be so high. These people, even if forced to give false testimony, cannot truly reverse black and white. He didn't expect that my father's mind would be so clear. With just a few sentences, you can see through everything. The trial fell into a tense standoff. Tieu Huyen's side, other than that letter, could not get any more powerful evidence. As for my father, he was always calm and leisurely. His purity, needless to say, is clear. Right now. Tieu Triet, who had always been silent, opened his mouth.

“Your Majesty.”

He looked towards Tieu Huyen, his voice was not loud, but it clearly carried throughout the street.

"If the evidence is still questionable, the witnesses are not enough. Otherwise, let's look at a new piece of evidence."

Tieu Huyen's heart suddenly sank.

“What evidence?”

Tieu Triet clapped his hands. An object covered with a white cloth was carried up. The white cloth was lifted. It's a chest. The chest opened. Inside, there was a box full of discarded papers. Every piece of paper is filled with letters. That handwriting is clearly identical to that "enemy" letter! The whole street was in an uproar. Tieu Huyen's face instantly turned pale, without any blood left. He recognized those papers. Those were the sheets of paper he practiced writing on for months to imitate my father's handwriting! He thought that those papers had long been destroyed by Nhuoc Van! Why did it appear here?

“Does Your Majesty recognize these things?”

Dai Ly Tu Khanh Truong Kinh stepped out, his voice like a bronze bell resounding all over the road:

"This thing is the micro-god found in the secret room of Miss Nhuoc Van's bedroom."

“Nhuoc Van confessed everything, without missing a word.”

“It was the Regent who forged this letter, plotting to harm Trung Luong and slander Dinh An Marquis!”

"Your goal is to regain military power in the hands of Dinh An Marquis, clear away obstacles, and act as a springboard for plotting rebellion!"

Truong Kinh's words were like heavenly thunder. Falling straight down on Tieu Huyen's head. Beat him until he lost his soul.

“No… that's not…”

He stood up and staggered back.

"It's her! It's that bastard Nhuoc Van who framed me!"

"It's because you want to be a princess, that's why...slandering me."

His words haven't finished yet. Another person was escorted up. It's Nhuoc Van. She saw Tieu Huyen, her eyes were full of bitter hatred.

“Tieu Huyen!”

She trembled and pointed straight at him, her voice hoarse with resentment:

“Tieu Huyen, you are truly a heartless wolf!”

"It's obvious that it's all because of you forcing me! It's you who dragged me into this mud puddle! When the great disaster struck, you stood by and watched my father suffer without helping...watching my Nhuoc family fail and not helping!"

“You once promised me with your own mouth that as long as you overthrow Dinh An Marquis, you will retire On Tinh and make me your concubine!”

"Now that things are exposed, do you want to push all the blame onto a woman like me to protect yourself?"

She laughed madly, her tears mixed with resentment:

“I tell you, I have told you everything!”

"The things about you forging letters to communicate with the enemy, planting trusted people in the military camp, and gradually plotting treason - I have handed over all the evidence to Dai Ly temple!"

“Don't you dare escape!”

“Even if I die, I have to drag you down to hell with me!”