Song Qing thought to himself that this was really the case, but as a criminal officer, how could he not care if he met a corrupt official or not

At this moment, late autumn has arrived, and from time to time the forest has fallen yellowing leaves, which have been sprinkled on the earth's crust, either blown away by the autumn wind or sunk into the soil.

With the passage of time, lunch was soon ready, and five hundred people ate, which was a big problem, and Song Qing didn't know what to do.

After eating, the five hundred men continued on their way, walking further and further.

Two hours later, I finally appeared in a county seat, and there were many pedestrians on the street, but compared with Kaiyuan County, it was much better.

Five hundred people, Song Qing didn't dare to live in the hotel at all, so he stationed all these people several miles outside the county seat, prepared tents for them, and so on.

Immediately afterward, more than a dozen people appeared on the streets.

"My lord, you see that everything in this county is relatively peaceful, I don't think there should be any corrupt officials here."

This question is inconvenient for Song Qing to answer, there are no corrupt officials Tang Yueyue is too naïve, in the officialdom of the Great Song Dynasty, just pick up a brick and smash it into the crowd, it will hit the corrupt official, don't say 100%, 80% or 90% is absolutely indispensable.

"Miss Yueyue, let's take a look first, if this place passes by like this, I'm afraid that this magistrate will stay arrogant forever, waiting for the next criminal officer to come, I don't know if the Year of the Monkey Ma Yue has gone."

Everyone continued to walk forward, and then Song Qing saw a team, which was carrying a coffin, and then walked forward.

But this team is not a funeral procession, because there are no dead coins scattered all the way, I don't know why.

At the front of the line was an old man, about seventy, with a sad face, wiping tears from the corners of his mouth with his palms from time to time.

There were about seven or eight people in the group, and they kept walking forward, and they didn't know where to go.

"My lord, this is a funeral procession, and there is nothing to see, we might as well hurry up, so that we can go to Jiannan Dongchuan earlier.

Song Qingdao: "This matter is a little strange, Song always feels that there is something wrong, Miss Yueyue, let's follow up slowly, Song doesn't believe that this is the case."

They kept following behind them for dozens of meters, and the team kept walking forward, and after about half an hour, they left the city, and then came to the door of a family.

This place may be the destination, but there is nothing in this family, and there is no funeral at all.

What the hell is going on with them, shouldn't the coffin be carried outside, why is it going to be carried home?

Song Qing understood, maybe someone was going to die, besides, before the funeral, how could people sprinkle dark coins along the way

Outside the gate, the coffin was carried into the house, and then everyone left, talking from time to time, sighing from time to time, I don't know why.

Someone walked over here, Song Qing immediately stopped him, and then said: "This uncle, I want to ask, the coffin was carried into this coffin just now, could it be that someone is going to die"

The farmer sighed and said, "Son, you are really right, this matter is not because someone is seriously ill, but because someone has been involved in a life lawsuit, hey, he will be beheaded in a few days."

Sure enough, as Song Qing expected, it seems that he is busy here again, and there are corrupt officials in this county again.

But it does not mean that the case is that the county is guilty and the murderer is innocent.

"Uncle, in that case, can you tell us what this case is all about?"

He sighed and didn't want to say more, looking helpless.

"Childe, you better go to the owner of this house, after all, they are the parties involved, and under me, I am just a person who helps carry the coffin, and I am not very clear about some situations."

Saying that, Song Qing looked at the back of the other party leaving, but also turned around and walked towards this house.

Tang Yueyue looked puzzled, "My lord, you already know at this moment that it is an unjust case and there are hundreds of thousands of people in the entire county, I don't believe that all of them are unjust cases."

"Besides, these magistrates are so bold that they are not so bold in constantly creating unjust cases."

Song Qing didn't explain, and a group of people accelerated to the outside of the house, but they didn't rush in but looked at the surrounding environment.

Inside the house, the sound of an old man's crying came over.

"Son, you are really wronged, you are young, how can you bear such an unjust case, this God, he is blind, how can he do this"

"You said that once you are executed, how can you let your mother live alone, you are still young, only thirty years old, although you have not yet started a family, but that is also a life, this county magistrate is really a corrupt official."

When Song Qing heard this voice, a certain thread from his heart seemed to be stirred, and he was very, very helpless.

By this point, he could already be sure that this was an unjust case, and he was not allowed to refute it.

"Miss Yueyue, do you remember what you just said, do you still need Song to explain to you one by one at this moment?"

Tang Yueyue didn't speak, but she still had her own opinion on this matter in her mind, and she knew that this was an unjust case.

Everyone walked into the house, and the old man glanced at Song Qing very helplessly, and he didn't even want to ask.

Song Qingdao: "Old man, what happened to your coffin in this case, why did you cry while guarding an empty coffin?"

The old woman said: "What else can my son commit murder, the evidence of being arrested by the yamen has been conclusive, and he will be beheaded in three days, what else do you say?"

Song Ci had known for a long time, but he still pretended to be surprised and was very, very curious.

"Old man, since this is the case, can you explain the matter carefully, otherwise, your son may really be cut down"

The old woman bowed her head, she didn't want to say it anymore, and she didn't want to continue to talk about it.

Tang Yueyue opened her mouth on the side.

"Old mother, do you know who our adults are, he is our Great Song Dynasty's criminal officer Song Qing, and he is also the son of Song Ci's criminal officer back then.

The old woman was stunned, and then fell from the chair to the ground, she was indeed shocked, and she would never have thought that she would be able to meet Song Qing.

She knelt on the ground, and then hugged Song Qing's thighs one by one, "Song Tixing, you are really Song Qing, the day of Song Ci, the great master of the blue sky"

Song Qing nodded and said, "Old mother, there will be no fake in this matter, Song happened to find out about it when he passed by, so he planned to come over and take a look."

The old woman already felt infinite hope, and she knew that her son seemed to be dead.

"My lord, my son, my son is more wronged than Dou E, he is really ..... He is really innocent, and besides, we have no grievances with the dead, why should we kill people, do you say yes?"

Song Qingdao: "Old mother, what Song wants is clues and what happened, you have to tell me 1510, and then I can find evidence from it to uncover the truth bit by bit."

The old woman cried for a while, and then finally opened her mouth.

"Song Tixing, the incident happened a month ago, my kid went to the street to buy vegetables, but when he entered the store, he found that the shopkeeper suddenly died on the ground, blood all over the ground." Saying that, she sighed, "You said that it was okay if he didn't touch the dead, but after such a touch, he also had blood on his body, and the magistrate took someone to take a look, and he was sure that he was the murderer at that time, sir, where do you say I should go to reason."

Song Qing understood, which means that the case was wronged again, it happened that the deceased was murdered, and it happened that the murderer was the first person to discover the scene, so it was normal to be suspected.

But suspicion is suspicion, this case does not mean that it is the so-called son of the old woman, it is entirely possible that he was framed, as for who bears this wrong, it depends on whose luck is bad.

Song Qing nodded and said: "Old mother, I already know what you just said, and now Song asks you, there are enemies in your family."

She shook her head, "My lord, our family is honest people, where did this enemy come from, besides, we can't kill people for a little festival."

The old woman misunderstood what she meant, and Song Qing continued: "Old mother, I mean, your enemy may deliberately kill people and frame you.

The old woman was shocked, this may be a possibility she also thought of, but at the moment there is no evidence, and at the same time there is no enemy, how can this be investigated

"Lord Song, Song Qingtian, let's not hide it, we don't have enemies at all, you say who will frame us, you can't say it."

"At the same time, my kid has been honest since he was a child, and he doesn't like to fight and kill, even if he kills chickens, he won't do it, and I'm afraid it's impossible to say how to kill people.

Song Qing was silent, it was still difficult to figure out this matter, and there was no clue now, but as long as the murderer in this case was not dead, then everything was possible.

It's just that this murderer may have been beaten into a trick, otherwise how could the magistrate behead him three days later

"Old mother, Song has another question for you at this moment, that is, have you visited your son during this time, has he told you anything?"

The old woman said: "Actually, this matter is still strange, when the old man went to visit the prison for the first time, this thing did not admit to killing, but when I went again two days ago, he told me that he had killed someone."

Song Qingdao: "What do you mean, your son may be tortured into a trick, or, what method did the magistrate use to seriously threaten him, and it seems that some kind of agreement has been reached between them."

The old woman nodded frantically, and then cried again.

"Lord Song, this case is a torture into a trick, my son is covered in scars, he has been beaten a lot, my lord,... What do you say our family has suffered, why is this county magistrate so vicious?"

Song Qing couldn't answer this question, but he knew that if the case was not solved, I was afraid that this old woman would be very disappointed, and at the same time, his son would also die unjustly.