Chapter 17: Clues (3)

An Yi and Jin Mingyin took a few militiamen, changed into decent clothes and robes in Anfu, and rode to the mortuary of Huayang County Prison with one person and a tall horse.

On the way, Jin Mingyin asked An Yi and said, "Brother Yi, let's go over like this, if we have to see the file that Taketori gave us to be buried, how can it be good?" ”

"Then it's up to you, Jin Daqincha! You just need to remember that you are the messenger sent by the emperor to inspect the prisons in various provinces, and the warrant I gave you for the Sichuan Prison Dispatch and Prosecution Department, and show it to him directly. An Yi explained,

Jin Mingyin took out the warrant that Anyi had made for him in his arms, still a little uneasy, and asked, "Then what if he recognizes this warrant as fake?" ”

An Yi said with a smile: "This servant has been in Huayang County for a lifetime, and the biggest official he has ever seen is the county master, and he doesn't know where to open the door of the Sichuan Prosecution Department, you can't bluff him?" ”

Saying that, the horse's hooves had already come to the gate of Huayang County's prison, and a few of them turned over and dismounted, and whispered comfortably to Jin Mingyin to get ready, and then walked straight to the door.

"My lord, this is Huayang County Prison." An Yi pretended to be humble and bent his waist, and made a "please" gesture to Jin Mingyin and others,

"Gongzi An, who are these adults?"

The jailer at the door obviously knew An Yi, but they didn't know Jin Mingyin, but they felt in their hearts that it would not be ordinary people who could let An Gongzi lead the way in front.

"This is Lord Qinchajin, who was ordered to go to various provinces to inspect unjust, false and wrongly decided cases in prisons, and received a warrant from the Sichuan Procuratorial Department to raid Huayang County Prison tonight." An Yi Lang introduced to the jailer,

Jin Mingyin didn't say anything, his face was blue, and a few militiamen in the back also stood straight, leading the high-headed horse, it was really troublesome!

The two jailers glanced at each other, but did not dare to ask any more questions, so they hurriedly stepped out of the way.

"Ladies and gentlemen, will you lead the way?" The jailer flatteringly brought a papier-mâché lantern with the word "prison" glued to it.

An Yi took the lantern and said to the jailer: "No need, Lord Qincha doesn't want to disturb the normal order of the people and the county government, you go to the vigil, and I will bring my own adults to patrol." ”

"Yes, yes, yes," the jailer replied and walked away.

An Yi carried a lantern in front of him, took Jin Mingyin around the county prison a few times, and went straight to the mortuary.

The local government of the Great Xia Dynasty generally did not have officials on duty at night, and Huayang County belonged to a special yamen.

Some of the successive county commanders of Huayang County like to live alone outside the county office, and most departments simply live directly in the county office.

However, there is also a kind of official, that is, who is old, has no children, is alone, and is not very wealthy, and will live directly in the office, and save a sum of money on the cost of buying a house.

The old grandson of Huayang County had just finished combing through the files and was about to go to the back room to rest, when he heard a rapid knock on the door,

He opened the door and saw An Yi and the others standing in front of the door, the first one with his hands behind his back, looking like a noble man with his toes high, while An Yi was hunched over on the side, as if whispering something in the man's ear. There were several people behind them, with cold faces and knives at their waists, thinking that they should be guards and servants.

Chong Anyi and the others made a gesture, and before he could speak, Anyi took the lead in asking: "Old Sun, do you know where the Zhu County Order is?" ”

The old grandson was stunned by his question, how could he know where the county master was? So he replied: "Gongzi An, the little official doesn't know. ”

Jin Mingyin listened, and waved his hand behind him, "Go!" Take the bamboo and bring it to the official. ”

A "guard" behind him left in response.

can call the county magistrate by name, and the rich businessman of the county is in front of him, so his official position must be above Lord Zhu, right? Thinking of this, this old grandson's work is even deeper.

"Lao Sun, this is Lord Qinchajin, who was ordered to go to various provinces to inspect the unjust, false and wrongful cases of criminal prisons, and received a warrant from the Sichuan Prosecution Department to raid Huayang County Prison tonight. The cells and guards in front have been turned, and the mortuary here is the last place, and Lord Jin knows that the approval of the county order is required to look through the files. But at this time, Lord Zhu should be in the Shu King military camp, and he won't be able to come for a while, so let's go in and randomly check a few copies. ”

As he spoke, An Yi took out the "warrant" from Jin Mingyin Changli in his hand and shook it in front of Lao Suntou's eyes, "This is the warrant of the Sichuan Sentencing and Prosecution Division, you can take a look." ”

In the Great Xia Dynasty, he couldn't even be called an official, because he didn't even get from the nine grades, and he didn't even get to the lowest level from the nine grades, that is, there was no product, and no product was an official, and this old grandson could only be counted in the scope of the word "official" in the official.

Sichuan is in charge of the prison and supervision of a provincial prison in Sichuan, and is a local magistrate. Therefore, the huge gap makes the old grandson afraid that he doesn't have the courage to connect this warrant, which can quickly knock his head on the ground and call his lord.

An Yi said to the old grandson who was kneeling on the ground: "Old grandson, do you plan to let Lord Jin wait at the door all the time?" ”

When the old grandson heard the sound, he hurriedly invited a group of people in, arranged to sit down, and respectfully poured tea on the side.

"I don't have much time, and I'll go to see the King of Shu later. Show me your burial files from the past few days. Jin Mingyin sat down on the chair and said in a deep voice while scraping the lid of the teacup.

An Yi pretended to make a "go quickly" look at the old grandson, how dare he be lazy, brought a small stack of files, put them on the table, and showed them to "Lord Jin" one by one, and replied to Jin Mingyin's questions in real time.

“........... This Song Zhong is the Jiulong Mountain bandit caught in our county some time ago. He died in prison in the morning, with his eyes closed, his lips black, his skin and teeth bared, his mouth closed, his teeth tight, and his tongue not out of his teeth, and he died by hanging. ”

Jin Mingyin finally waited for what he wanted, he glanced at the old grandson, and said: "This Song Zhong is indeed a little strange, why did he hang himself after being imprisoned for less than a day, is there anything suspicious in the autopsy?" ”

Lao Sun's heart tightened, there was something wrong with Song Zhong's body, and he knew it in his heart, although he wrote it as a hanged death on the funeral report. But as soon as Jin Mingyin sat in this room, he already put a lot of pressure on him, and especially questioned Song Zhong's file, which made him even more nervous.

"Enlightenment... Lord Qiyu, Song Zhong used the strips of cloth torn off his robe to hang himself on the top of the cell, where the iron rope was buckled, and he died of anger. The old grandson hurriedly explained,

"According to the regulations of our court's prison, the prisoner's autopsy will be performed for three days before his family can come to claim it before he can be buried, so can someone claim Song Zhong's corpse?" Jin Mingyin asked again,

This idea was given to him by An Yi, and An Yi felt that if Song Zhong hadn't hanged himself, the corpse would have been destroyed a long time ago, and it must have been gone that day, so this point is the key to breaking through the last psychological defense line of the old man.

"Back to ..... Back to my lord, the offender... The prisoner was a mountain bandit before his death, and he was not unclaimed, and he was buried in a mass grave in the western suburbs.... No, no, the cremation has already been performed. Old Sun Tou felt that his cold sweat had run down his back.

"Is it cremation or burial? When was it buried? ”

"It's... It's a small mistake, it's cremation, it's the afternoon of the day, oh... No, no, no... It was three days later. ”

An Yi felt that the old grandson couldn't bear it anymore, so he glanced at Jin Mingyin, and after Jin Mingyin received the signal,

"Smack!"

A slap slammed into the table, causing the porcelain teacups on the table to clang.

"How daring! Falsifying, covering up the cause of death, what are you covering up with mountain bandits? What is your relationship with the bandits? Are you planning to rebel with the bandits? ”

Jin Mingyin's big hat of rebellion is buttoned, even a prince is scared of three points, not to mention a small trick.

The old grandson knelt on the ground when he listened to the "plop", shaking like a sifting of chaff,

"My lord! It's not a trivial matter, it's. It's Zhuzhi County that lets the little one be written as a hanged when he is buried.,The little one doesn't recognize the mountain bandits.,The little ones aren't mountain bandits, adults! ”

The old grandson felt that his pale and weak argument might not be enough to convince the "Lord Qincha", so he hurriedly knelt down and crawled to the side of Anyi's legs, shaking Anyi's thighs,

"Gongzi An, you can help me say a word to Lord Jin, how can the little old man know about this? I haven't done anything wrong, Gongzi An, do you know? I'm a serious person. ”

An Yi looked at Lao Liu's headache and crying, quietly smiled at Jin Mingyin, and then followed the old grandson to kneel on the ground with Jin Mingyin, pretending to be panicked and said: "Lord Jin, this old grandson is the best work in our county, there has never been an autopsy missed, he must have been instructed by someone, and he is definitely not a mountain bandit!" ”

As he spoke, An Yi stabbed Lao Sun's head with his elbow, and said anxiously: "I said Lao Sun, if you have any inside information, you should tell the adults quickly, it's too late, but you want your head to fall to the ground!" ”

The old grandson nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, and hurriedly responded: "Yes, yes, my lord, it was like this at that time......."

After he killed Song Zhong, Taketori asked him to drag the body away for autopsy, and then told him to only write about his death by hanging, and poured it clean from beginning to end.

Jin Mingyin groaned and asked, "Then what is the cause of Song Zhong's death, you can tell me." ”

The old grandson replied: "This person's cervical vertebrae are displaced, and there are bright red bruises all around his neck, and there should only be bruises on the front of his neck when he hangs himself, but not in the back." Apparently, he was strangled to death. The rest, the small ones, really don't know. ”

knew that there was something wrong with Song Zhong's death, and now this fraud is indeed unexpected. According to the normal process, Song Zhong, a bandit leader like Song Zhong, must be escorted to the Chengdu Prefecture's punishment yamen, if there are many people involved, it may be possible to have a three-division trial, and at that time, even his uncle from the Ministry of Officials will not be able to save him. So Taketori must be afraid that the matter will be exposed, so he will kill people first, after all, only the dead are the quietest.

After listening, An Yi stood up, looked at Jin Mingyin and smiled, he helped the old grandson on the ground,

"Old grandson, don't worry! Since you tell the truth, our Lord Jin will definitely see the details. ”

As he spoke, he patted Lao Sun Tou on the shoulder, took Jin Mingyin and the "guards" and left, leaving only a dazed old man in the house.