When talking about the tragic past, even after so many years, Hu Jia has become an adult, but he still can't help crying like the helpless child when he was a teenager.

He cried bitterly, and thought of his grandfather and uncle, his heart was as if he had been cut off.

Mr. Zhou has been in the Ministry of Justice for so many years and has long been used to tragedy, but for some reason, this case can still touch his heartstrings. He couldn't help asking: "What about it later?"

Hu Jia cried and wiped his tears, his eyes red and said, "We have no evidence, and the chief clerk can't help us. Moreover, he was quickly transferred from another office and was released from a remote prosecutor. He heard that he had also died in office. After another person, my father refused to plead guilty, but there was no evidence to prove his innocence. The case was dragged down. Before we could collect evidence again, we received a notice that my father committed suicide due to crime and died in prison..."

These situations are recorded in the file. Of course, I will not record them like this with what Hu Jia said. The file says that Hu Yi committed suicide due to crime.

Ying Changshi held the stack of files and his whole body was trembling slightly.

This is the life of the Hu family, the lives of a total of 32 people, or the lives of Hu Jia's grandfather's family, and even the chief clerk.

The lives here... are all human lives!

Hu Jia was already a little disappointed when he said this: "I had not accepted my fate at that time. An elder who accompanied me from the grandfather family took me back to his hometown, thinking about going home to find evidence, but we met the so-called robber on the boat and almost got killed. After going through hardships, we found that even my grandfather family was in trouble..."

Everyone couldn't help looking at him, and even Chu Tingchuan was moved.

"I... I only learned when I got home that when the people in the village saw the man in my grandfather's family go out far away, they always say something very ugly. My grandmother was in poor health. Later, when I received news of my grandfather's death, my uncle disappeared, so I couldn't hold on. My aunt took the child to mourn my grandmother, but was given a gangster on the way... My aunt was hit and killed in front of my grandmother's grave. When I got home, there was no one left in the house... nothing left..."

He finally couldn't help it and slid from the chair to the ground. The man in his twenties was crying loudly.

Mr. Zhou felt a little itchy in his throat.

I am used to watching tragedies on earth, but it is rare to do things to this extent.

He asked in a hoarse voice: "Are these done by Wang Shun?"

There is no such coincidence. Hu Jia's maternal family is also a local rich gentry. If it weren't for being instructed by someone, how could those gangsters dare to be so bold and bully them?

The Wang family is doing this!

Chu Tingchuan turned his thumb-up ring, gently asked Hu Jia to get up, and asked him again: "Do you still have the impression of those gangsters back then?"

After so many years, Hu Jia had already given up on this matter. From a few years ago, he was discouraged because no matter which yamen he went to to hand over the paper, he would just kick out of the yamen with a killing stick.

Over time, he just hits luck every year.

If Hu Jia no longer remembers those people, there is nothing he can do.

But Hu Jia nodded firmly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I remember! Those gangsters are famous second-rate people in the local area and are not doing their jobs all day long. Later, they opened a large restaurant in the local area and lived a very exciting life..."

Chu Tingchuan glanced at Ying Changshi. Ying Changshi had recorded his name and age one by one, and nodded at Chu Tingchuan.

Chu Tingchuan was afraid of the board: "Then let's ask here first, and send people to take these people to the capital. Wang Shun, Shunzi, and the county magistrate of that year, must not miss one of them, and take them all back!"

Then he stood up, glanced at Hu Jia, and said in a heavy tone: "Don't worry, I will definitely return the justice you deserve to get!"

With just this sentence, Hu Jia actually cried like a child.

He carried these grievances and the lives of the two families, and walked so far, for more than ten years, and walked almost thousands of miles. He thought he would carry these grievances until he died, but God had eyes in his end, and it turned out that God could see their insignificance and grievances.

He knelt heavily on the ground and kowtowed three times at Chu Tingchuan.

Chu Tingchuan had already left the door and ordered Cheng Lan: "Follow Hu Jia, from now on, you will be his personal bodyguard. If something happens to him, I will ask you!"

Chenglan rarely hears Chu Tingchuan so solemnly, and subconsciously responds yes.

Chu Tingchuan had already stepped out. He had just left the door of the Ministry of Justice when he saw a red-tassel parked on the side of the road and raised his eyebrows.

At this moment, the Grand Tutor Wang had already lifted the curtain and nodded at him, and said politely: "Your Highness, it's time to go to class."

Chu Tingchuan's studies have always been under the charge of the Grand Tutor Wang, and there are several Hanlin attendants. He nodded and said nothing. It was not until he returned to the East Palace and entered the study that Grand Tutor Wang thought for a moment and asked Chu Tingchuan: "Your Highness, I'm sorry that the old minister is rude. Even if there is an injustice in this case, do you have to make such a big fuss?"

Chu Tingchuan was silent for a moment. Seeing that the King of Taifu Wang’s face was old, his spirit seemed to be much depressed overnight. After a while, he whispered: “Can the Grand Tutor know how many people died in the Hu family in this case?”

Taifu Wang was silent.

"More than thirty people." Chu Tingchuan stretched out three fingers, his face was cold and sarcastic: "Does the Grand Tutor know that how many dead people were involved in the Hu family's in-laws for this matter?"

The King of Master Wang shook his face and couldn't help feeling a little chill on his back.

This matter was even more complicated and serious than he thought.

"More than twenty people." Chu Tingchuan's voice was extremely cold, as if it was the ice water of winter: "There is actually a two-year-old child among them. Does the tutor know how the child died? It was when his mother was insulted by the thugs and fell to the ground and died alive!"

Chu Tingchuan finally became angry: "So many people have died, but their grievances have been blocked for so many years! If it were not so big, how could we comfort those dead souls?! Who will comfort the souls of those children who cried in the middle of the night?! The criminal should be punished, no matter who he is!"

The tutor Wang was calm, but this time he couldn't stand it anymore.

He didn't know that the people in his family were lawless to this point, and he didn't know that this matter would be so serious. The lives of so many people were also children... If it was really proved that it was done by his juniors...
Chapter completed!