Jian Zhaoxing

Chapter 386 The Battle for Time!
This confirmed another thing for Lin Zhiqing.

Yan Yu should not have fallen into the hands of the Marquis of Zhenyuan or the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review.

The events had happened so suddenly that her focus was on the retrial, and she hadn't carefully considered the deeper meaning behind the Zhenyuan Marquis's mansion's decision to push the retrial forward.

The stern snipe!

The shrike is key!
From the perspective of Marquis Jiang Yunhe of Zhenyuan, Yan Yu, who had a close relationship with Zheng Kuo and whose origins were shrouded in mystery, was the greatest threat.

If the Yan Yu is caught, then this threat will be gone, and there will be no need to reiterate it beforehand.

There is only one possibility: the Zhenyuan Marquis's mansion fears that Yan Yu will turn the tide, so they want to take advantage of the absence of this key figure to deal with Lin Congrong's matter!
Sensing Jiang Yunhe's true intentions, Lin Zhiqing frowned and looked at the Jiang family father and son who remained calm and collected.

No wonder these two were so calm.

Unless Yan Yu appears, there is no evidence to prove that the Jiang family is related to Lin Congrong's case.

Jiang Yunhe noticed Lin Zhiqing's gaze, turned his head to look at her, and showed a pained expression.

It was as if the Lin family had done something to betray the Jiang family.

Lin Zhiqing gave a cold laugh.

The Jiang family father and son wanted to end this matter before Yan Yu returned, but she wouldn't allow it!

She bent down: "Does Your Excellency still remember Liu Mang?"

Zhou Chongzheng certainly remembered, but he didn't want to bring up Liu Mang in this setting, so he said:

"The matter of Liu Mang was resolved several months ago and has no direct connection with the matter of Lin Congrong. Do not bring up irrelevant persons in court."

Lin Zhiqing raised his voice:

“My lord, the matter of Liu Mang and the matter of my father seem unrelated, but in reality, they are both being manipulated by the Zhenyuan Marquis’s mansion.”

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was silent.

No one expected that Lin Zhiqing would turn her attention to the Zhenyuan Marquis's mansion at this time.

Although this retrial by the three judicial authorities is essentially a war between the Lin and Jiang families, Lin Zhiqing was perhaps a little too hasty.

Haste makes waste.

Jiang Yunhe was only surprised for a moment before tapping on the chair.

Jiang Liuyun immediately stepped forward: "My lord, Liu Mang has no relation to my Jiang family. Please investigate this matter thoroughly."

He had barely finished speaking when Lin Zhiqing followed up with:
“Young Master Jiang’s words are truly laughable. Who doesn’t know that Lord Zhou found a flute player in your residence?”

"Isn't it obvious enough that the flute player is Liu Mang's puppet, appearing in the Jiang family?"

Lin Zhiqing's revisiting of the past successfully reminded everyone present of the Jiang family's previous act of harboring the flute player.

The Jiang family cannot deny this fact.

Jiang Liuyun frowned deeply:

"The Dali Temple has already discovered that the person who harbored the flute player was from the Tongzhengshi Office, and it has nothing to do with my Jiang family."

"Lin Zhiqing, are you questioning the judgment of my Dali Temple?" Zhou Chongzheng's expression was not good.

“My lord, I dare not, but the flute player is still here; he is proof. Why not invite him here for questioning?” Lin Zhiqing said.

"Everyone has seen that flute player. Liu Mang can manipulate a person with just a flute and other objects."

“I have reason to suspect that Liu Mang may have been behind the scenes in my father’s case.”

Once these words were spoken, even if Zhou Chongzheng wanted to change the subject by saying that the matter of Liu Mang was unrelated to the matter of Lin Congli, it would not work.

Seeing the surprise on the faces of the Jiang father and son, the Minister of Justice couldn't help but chime in:

“According to the law, if Lin Zhiqing wants to provide evidence, then the flute player is a witness, which is permissible.”

Although Wang Yuan did not express his opinion, his silence was tantamount to agreeing with Lin Zhiqing's approach.

Conversely, if Zhou Chongzheng were to refuse to allow the flute player, a witness, to appear in court, it would be against the law.

Zhou Chongzheng knew there was no way to avoid this, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Flute player!"

Jiang Liuyun looked at Lin Zhiqing and didn't miss the smile on Lin Zhiqing's lips.

The incident happened so suddenly that it caught the Jiang family off guard.

Jiang Liuyun was unsure of Lin Zhiqing's thoughts. Lin Zhiqing ignored Jiang Liuyun's gaze; her initial purpose remained the same as her current one.

The goal is to delay the proceedings, preventing the three-judicial review from reaching a conclusion and postponing the process.

This contradicts the Jiang family's desire to resolve the situation quickly and decisively.

The Jiang family wanted to take advantage of Yan Yu's disappearance to settle Lin Congrong's matter directly.

Then Lin Zhiqing would stir things up even more, so that Lin Congrong's case wouldn't be resolved in this court hearing.

From the perspective of the Jiang family father and son, Yan Yu was enough to expose the problems of the Zhenyuan Marquis's mansion.

However, from Lin Zhiqing's perspective, Yan Yu's words and actions alone cannot exonerate Lin Congrong.

She needs some more time.

Therefore, she had no choice but to take a desperate gamble and use the flute player's affair to forcibly drag the Zhenyuan Marquis's mansion into the mess.

Only when things become more complicated, and it's impossible to finish investigating today, can the time be extended.

During the waiting period, everyone has different thoughts.

As is well known, the flute player has no consciousness of his own.

How can he be a witness?
Everyone had a big question mark in their minds.

After a short while, Lin Shi'an brought the flute player to the courtroom.

Zhou Chongzheng looked at the flute player and frowned: "Someone, verify his identity."

Soon, people from the Dali Temple came forward to verify the flute player's identity.

There are very few, if any, instances where identity verification is required.

The reason I'm here today is simply because the flute player in front of me is so unfamiliar.

The flute player in the previous video had a full head of white hair and was very thin, like an old man.

Now, the flute player is clean from head to toe and looks like a handsome young man.

He stood in the lobby with his eyes closed; an outsider might have thought he was asleep.

After the people from the Dali Temple confirmed that the flute player was still the same flute player, Zhou Chongzheng spoke:

"Lin Zhiqing, the flute player is oblivious and unaware; how can he be a witness?"

“Who said he was oblivious?” Lin Zhiqing took out the flute and twirled it in her hand.

Seeing this, Jiang Liuyun sensed something was wrong and immediately stepped forward:
"You have the ability to manipulate flute players, so how do we know that you might control them to say things that are completely unfounded and frame our Jiang family?"

"Has any of you seen the flute player speak before?" Lin Zhiqing asked.

The audience was silent.

Nobody has ever seen it.

Lin Zhiqing then spoke: "Even if I can control his actions, I can't control his words."

"Liu Mang couldn't control him at first, and neither can I, Lin Zhiqing."

"Besides, can't everyone tell whether they're being controlled or not?"

After she finished speaking, she picked up the jade flute.

As she opened her mouth, a melodious and soothing melody rang out.

The Jiang family father and son were on high alert, constantly on guard against being hypnotized by Lin Zhiqing.

But Lin Zhiqing's gaze was fixed on the flute player.

As her rhythm quickened, those around her were surprised to find that the flute player slowly opened her eyes!
Lin Zhiqing was overjoyed and changed his playing style.

Zhou Chongzheng, recalling the astonishing destructive power of the flute player earlier, waved his hand.

Soon, a line of people blocked their way.

But after the flute-wielder opened his eyes, he did not attack anyone, but instead looked at his own hands.

His eyes were filled with confusion.

The flute music stopped abruptly at that moment.