The yamen servant opened the shroud, and the hardened body lying there was the servant who was hit in the calf by Song Che last night.
There were no major arteries in the calf, not to mention that Song Che had been shot in the calf, so it was impossible for him to die.
Song Che only thought it was funny. This world is really wonderful. In the morning, he used a corpse to frame someone else's fault. In the evening, someone used a corpse to frame him.
"Master He Mingjian, even though I injured Wang Er last night, the leg injury was not fatal at all." Song Che glanced at Jia Dai and said meaningfully: "As for why he died suddenly, I think there are some people better than me. It’s clearer.”
"Chen Rencai, don't make any excuses!" Jia Dai pointed and shouted: "Last night you injured Wang Er with a firearm at Jiuyuzhai. He was fine at the time, but when he returned home, he suddenly started bleeding. I asked the doctor to do his best to treat him. Still powerless!"
He felt grief-stricken again and faced He Xuanzhang: "Sir, Wang Er has been serving me since he was a child. I treat him like a brother and sister, but now he is brutally killed by a gangster. Please, Sir He, make the decision for my servant!"
He Xuanzhang showed a clear understanding.
As the saying goes, "Like father, like son." He Qiudu is so smart, how can his father be any worse?
Those who can sit in the capital and wear purple robes are definitely not comparable to local officials who are corrupt and bribery.
"If he really killed your servant, I will not give him easy mercy. But now that the cause of the crime is not known, how do you ask me to convict him?" He Xuanzhang said and turned to Song Che. : "Are you not from Luoyang?"
Song Che replied: "Sir, I have a keen eye. The common people come from Suzhou in the south of the Yangtze River."
He Xuanzhang's eyes became clearer and he nodded, "First tell me the cause of last night."
"To be honest, sir, I went to the Red Mansion last night to return the ashes of Cao Tian, the envoy who was assassinated in Suzhou a few days ago. Cao Tian's daughter, Cao Lin, was implicated as an official prostitute in the Red Mansion;"
Song Che pointed at Jia Dai: "Who would have expected that Jia Dai avenged his personal revenge and, together with his servants and other dandies, went on a rampage during the Nine Moon Festival, not only breaking the urn for Cao Tian, but also forcing Cao Lin to hit her head against the doorpost - "
"You're talking nonsense!"
Jia Dai retorted: "When did I force her? It's obvious that she couldn't accept the fall from a wealthy lady to a brothel prostitute, and she died of shame! Furthermore, her father's ashes urn was broken by me accidentally, not intentionally. for!"
Song Che retorted loudly: "Don't make excuses. Which maid in Jiuyuezhai doesn't know that you spent a lot of money to keep Cao Lin every night, humiliated her, bullied her, trampled on her, and the reason for all this was Cao Tian's refusal. Your third marriage proposal!
Hundreds of pairs of eyes saw it last night in Jiuzhaigou. You were arrogantly pulling on Cao Lin, causing the ashes to break. Poor Cao Tian's body was not cold, and it was difficult to save it even after it was burned to ashes! "
He faced He Xuanzhang again: "Sir, I personally collected Cao Lin's body. There were strangulation marks on her neck and knife wounds on her wrists. She committed suicide more than once. The ashes were smashed last night, like the last moment that crushed a camel. A straw, and all of this was forced by this madman Jia Dai!"
"You fart! Chen Rencai, not only did you kill my servants, but you also turned your mouth on me and spit on them. You——"
"You're the one who spits shit!" Song Che scolded back, "I know the lethality of my own firearms very clearly. Whether your servant died of excessive bleeding or another cause of death, I'll tell the Yamen Liqiu for an examination. !”
"Sir! Please take care of this crazy guy from out of town! When he first arrived in Luoyang, he killed people in public! He is simply lawless!"
Jia Dai plopped down, knelt down in front of the hall, and squeezed out a few tears: "Poor Wang Er, he became a slave in the Jia family at the age of eight, and worked hard for fifteen years... If my father knew that he was raped, Yu Shi must also feel it’s unfair!”
He finally moved out the backer behind him.
He Xuanzhang's expression changed obviously and he asked in a low voice: "Does Master Jia also know about this?"
"We don't know yet, but if the murderer is not severely punished... My lord, you and my father were officials in the same court, so you know his temperament. Last time, my father's dog was poisoned to death, and he searched all over the place. Let’s go to Luoyang City to find the murderer!”
Jia Dai glanced at Song Che proudly, the little man's posture was really plump.
Do you have a backer? I will also call you father!
"Uncle!"
Song Che's voice almost made He Xuanzhang fall off his chair.
Those who tried the case, those who were in charge of the bookkeeping, those who were on duty, those who prosecuted the case, the whole hall was stunned!
Song Che took out He Qiu's letter from home and presented it to He Xuanzhang in court: "This time my nephew went to Beijing for business, Brother He Qiu asked me to bring him a letter from Ping An... I didn't recognize each other just now because I was afraid of disturbing the court. Now my nephew My nephew is trapped in the quagmire and has no choice but to beg my uncle to clear my nephew's grievances!"
He Xuanzhang's eyes shone and he quickly took the envelope, "My son gave me a letter!"
The next moment, he felt lost again. He coughed twice, put the letter aside, and waved his hand to Song Che, signaling him to leave:
"Even if you and I are my uncle and nephew, even if he is the son of a grand master, I cannot use the public for personal gain... This case involves two lives. I need to investigate carefully before making a decision. You are all suspected of murder, and I cannot let you go." Family, let’s temporarily put you in jail tonight.”
"No, sir... Sir, I am innocent!" Jia Dai panicked.
"Snapped!"
"Take the people down and retreat."
…
Due to their special status, Song Che and Jia Dai's cells are equipped with single rooms, and they happen to be opposites.
"Boy, don't think that because you are related to Mr. He, you can show off your power in front of me. In Luoyang City, my Jia family has the final say!"
"Now, if you kowtow to me three times and call me godfather, I'll let you go if I'm in a good mood."
"Hmph, let you pretend to be deaf and mute, I will make you look good later!"
Jia Dai climbed on the cell door and started arguing with Song Che.
Song Che picked his ears and pretended not to hear anything.
In Suzhou, Chen Rencai also said similar words, and in Hangzhou, Zhou Tianci also said similar words. The former was convinced, while the latter had his head dropped to the ground. The situation in front of him would probably be fast if it continued to expand.
night.
Gradually deepen.
There was a lot of snoring in the cell, and the noisy and smelly environment really made it impossible to sleep.
Fortunately, there is a skylight above my head, so I can look at the moon.
As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, the weather suddenly gets cooler and the moon becomes bigger and rounder.
People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. It is difficult to do this in ancient times. I hope that people will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart.
Perhaps only when you are in trouble and lose your ambition can you truly understand the meaning of this poem.
If Shen Wenjun knew about the difficulties and obstacles he had encountered along the way, he would probably be so worried that he could not sleep at night again.
Madam, madam, are you as worried about the moon phase as I am?
"Crash..."
The cell chain was suddenly opened. The jailer sent the three strong men into Song Che's cell and cursed: "It's so fucking unlucky. I met a few drunkards in the middle of the night. The other cells are already full. You guys will just make do with it tonight." Be here."
Before he left, he specifically warned: "I'm going to the hut and I'll be back in a quarter of an hour. Don't make trouble."
Jia Dai was holding on to the cell door with a mean look on his face: "There is a good show to watch..."
