Gulou East Street, Shuntianfu Yamen, the main hall.

Although it was already twilight and snowflakes were falling outside, the hall was brightly lit. In front of the lobby, a gold-lettered plaque is hung, with four big characters of "honest and honest" written on it.

Under the plaque, sat Yin Wangyi of Shuntianfu with a solemn expression.

Looking at the bitter master who was lying down and kneeling, and then glanced at the corpses lying horizontally beside him, Wang Yi couldn't help frowning.

Just now, I had already seen the corpse, and the old woman was not injured anywhere else, only the back of her head hit a blunt object, bleeding to death.

Looking at the monk kneeling in the hall, although he can't say that he is solemn, he has a handsome appearance, and he doesn't look like a person who has destroyed great evil.

At ten o'clock in the evening, it is walking again, even if there can be a collision at the intersection, how strong can it be?

Wang Yi never had doubts in his heart, if it is quite common for mules, horses, and cars to crash into people, isn't it unusual for this person to hit people and kill people?

There was a corpse in front of him, and there were fist-sized, blood-stained stones next to him, plus the pedestrians who testified on the side, all of them were sure that they saw the monk hit someone.

Wang Yi thought about it for a while, patted the startled wood, and asked, "Monk, the official asked you, is it true that the incident of hitting people at this intersection is true?" ”

Zhi Ran said gently, looked up at the corpse next to him, folded his hands, and nodded.

The man who claimed to be the son of the deceased was named Huang Dakui, kneeling on the side, although he didn't dare to cry and grab the ground, he also drooped his head and looked sad.

Seeing Zhiran nodding and not arguing, Huang Dakui immediately raised his head and prayed: "My lord, my lord, this thief monk has confessed, and my lord has to be the master of the small people." Poor old lady, she lived to eighty and didn't enjoy a few days of happiness, so it's gone, how can you let Xiaomin be a son? ”

"Pat and pat" heard two startling sounds, Wang Yi pulled his face and scolded: "Shut up, don't make loud noises!" ”

As he spoke, the officials on both sides also moved the "intimidation stick", calling him "mighty".

Huang Dakui was bluffed and sat on his knees.

Wang Yi watched Huang Dakui's expression carefully, and saw that he was crying, tears were handful, but it seemed that something was missing.

Yes, although it is sad, but it is a lack of blood surname.

According to his confession, he is 30 years old this year, a person from Changping, and works odd jobs in Beijing.

Wang Yi thought for a while, looked at Huang Dakui and said, "How old is your wife?" If it is eighty, why does the old man go to the street on a cloudy day, and he is in a hurry. ”

He asked as he looked at Huang Dakui's expression.

When Huang Dakui heard this, he kowtowed unhurriedly and said: "If you go back to the adult, the villain and the old lady will run to eighty, and this year will be seventy-one." Later, it was said that the nephew of the villain Fang Shan hired a wife, and the villain thought about going to his sister's house with the old lady. The family was poor and had no money to hire a carriage, so the mother and son looked for a few fellow villagers in Nancheng to see if there was anyone who would go to Fangshan tomorrow, so that they could take a ride. I didn't think about it. Before I participated in this happy event, the little old lady ...... Only...... Lord Qingtian, you want to make decisions for the villain......"

This remark was also clear, but the smoother he spoke, the more suspicious Wang Yi became.

He asked Huang Dakui about the people he had visited, and then asked him what his nephew's surname was, where he lived in Fangshan, and asked the scribe to remember them one by one.

Zhang Yi listened outside the lobby, and his heart gradually relaxed. Originally, he was afraid that Fu Yin would make things difficult, so he was afraid that he would be punished, and he was afraid that something would go wrong, so he couldn't explain to the uncle and Mr. Zhuang.

Although there is a lawsuit for human life, after all, it is not a fight and killing, it is manslaughter.

has been by Cao Hao's side for many years, and he also has some knowledge, not to mention that his companion Zhao Tong has been reciting "The Law of the Qing Dynasty" all day long, and he has a soft spot for interrogation.

In the "Great Qing Law", there is an article of "drama killing, manslaughter, manslaughter and wounding", if it is manslaughter or injury to others, it will be handled as the crime of fighting and killing, and the offender is allowed to atone for his crime with silver.

Although he knew that there was something wrong with Huang Dakui's coming, he had no choice but to have all the evidence and material evidence, and Zhiran personally admitted that he had hit someone, and I am afraid that the crime of "manslaughter" would not be able to escape.

There are seven types of murder in this law, namely, murder, robbery, murder, fighting, manslaughter, drama, and manslaughter, collectively referred to as the "seven killings."

"Manslaughter" is the lightest sentence among the "seven killings", and even if it is true, it is only handled as a "crime of fighting and killing", and it is allowed to atone for the crime with silver.

Huang Dakui's identity has not yet been verified, and the "Mudu" of the monk kneeling in this hall has not been carried with him, and he has to verify the two phases before making the next decision.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi's expression gradually relaxed, patted the shocked wood, and ordered someone to take the two down and detain them, and then try them again.

As soon as he left the hall, someone from Cao Mansion had already come, but it was Mr. Zhuang who came in person and sent Zhiran's "Mu Du".

I heard that it was from Caofu, Wang Yi thought that he was in charge, but the old man who came was wearing python satin, and he couldn't kneel when he saw him, so he couldn't help but be surprised, and said, "What is the name of this old gentleman?" Where is the official? ”

Mr. Zhuang arched his hand and said: "The contemptible surname is Zhuang Mingxi, and he belongs to the third leader of the fifth staff of the Zhengbai Banner Baoyi. ”

Yun Duwei is the title of Zheng Wupin, Wang Yi glanced at Mr. Zhuang thoughtfully, and beckoned him to take a seat.

Mr. Zhuang sat calmly, Wang Yi hesitated for a moment, and said, "Mr. Zhuang took the greeting sticker of Lord Cao of the Ministry of Rites, and dared to ask this ......."

Mr. Zhuang bowed his head slightly, and said: "Before Lord Cao's family was blessed with the grace of Lord Long Live to raise the flag, he was the chief of the contemptible banner, and the contemptible people are now temporarily living in Cao's mansion and added as a western seat. ”

Although he has no friendship with the Cao family, he is an official in the same dynasty, and the father and son of the Cao family have been in favor for the past two years, so Wang Yi also knows a little about the affairs of the Cao family.

Cao Yin has only one son, that is, Cao Hao, the Taifu Temple, although Cao Hao has an eldest son, he is not yet at the age of enlightenment.

This Mr. Zhuang is the Xixi of Cao's Mansion, and that is Cao Hao's teacher?

Yes, Cao Yin did not go to Beijing in the early years, and Cao Hao was the only one in the Cao family in Beijing, but he has been on the rise in recent years, and he has not seen any mistakes.

Although the imperial history has been impeached several times, it was all because of groundlessness and no real evidence, and it was rejected by the Lord of Long Life.

Cao Hao is young, and he can do the pool well, and he thinks that he has the credit of the "Xixi" in front of him.

Wang Yi was born in a professional class, his surname was Gengzhi, and he looked down on those powerful people the most. But for the Cao family's father and son, he has no ill feelings.

Cao Yin is talented in poetry, gentle and elegant; Cao Hao was in a prominent position at a young age, but he was neither arrogant nor dry, and his conduct was square, and his reputation was very good.

As for the nonsense that Qingliu attacked Cao Yin as a "moth of the country" in the early years, Wang Yi didn't believe it.

After nearly 30 years in the office, he has understood a lot, and he is no longer as enthusiastic as when he was a fledgling.

The Cao family is just buying for the emperor's southern tour, and since the Cao family is burdened with stigma, the emperor is not at fault for working hard and hurting money.

Since Cao Hao's teacher came over in person, presumably this monk is also a person valued by Cao Fu, could it be that he is looking for selfishness? Thinking of this, Wang Yi couldn't help frowning a little.

If you want to make some trouble "move with affection and know with reason", and hope that you will open up the net, then this old gentleman is afraid that he will be disappointed.

At this time, I heard Mr. Zhuang say: "My lord, Master Zhiran's matter, there may be another hidden ......."

When Wang Yi heard this, the Buddha was displeased, and just wanted to reprimand Mr. Zhuang for his cautious words, he heard him say: "Master Zhiran has returned from the Thirteen Princes' Mansion to teach Zen......

Wang Yi heard that the prince was involved, swallowed back the reprimand, frowned and listened to Mr. Zhuang's continuation...... When Mr. Zhuang returned to Caofu from the Yamen of Shuntianfu, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and Cao Yin was already waiting in the study.

Seeing Mr. Zhuang coming in, Cao Yin hurriedly got up and asked, "Xia Qing, what's wrong?" What does Wang Yi mean? ”

"Rest assured, my lord, this walking hit and killed someone, which is already strange. Wang Yi was also suspicious, and said that when he was sent out, he would always check some clues. Mr. Zhuang said.

Cao Yin didn't feel relaxed at all, thought about it for a while, and said, "Xia Qing, this is with the help of your strength, and I always have to find out some reasons." Otherwise, such conspiracy calculations will be overwhelming. ”

Mr. Zhuang nodded and said, "This Lord Bulao has already sent someone to check the details of those witnesses." According to Zhang Yi, the old woman was still moaning when she fell to the ground, and she looked fine. With a little effort, he died violently, and someone fished in troubled waters. ”

Cao Yin nodded, turned his head and looked out the window, it was dark.

"Xia Qing, I thought that now that the wrestling of all parties has stopped, it can be stopped for two years, but I didn't expect someone to come to the door. It's okay to say anything else, but I'm a little relieved on the other side, and I've arranged for someone to go out of Beijing, just in case. ”

Mr. Zhuang was also worried in his heart, and the two said a few more words before they dispersed to ...... * Goldfish Hutong and the Thirteenth Elder Brother's Mansion.

The thirteenth elder brother listened to the steward's reply, his face was so black that he was afraid, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but give birth to a sneer.

Bumping into an old lady head-on, she can die of anger if she falls to the ground, what a clumsy trick, who will believe it?

"Xiang Zhuang dances the sword, which one does the person behind the curtain want to deal with? Is it, the down-and-out old thirteen, or the trembling father and son of the Cao family?

Poor Zhiran, a monk, suffered from this unjustified disaster.

It turned out that not long after Zhiran went out from here, snowflakes began to fall in the sky, and when the thirteenth elder brother saw it, he sent the steward to take someone to ride a horse to chase after him, and gave him a hat to prevent snow.

When the steward caught up, he happened to witness the old lady hit Zhiran head-on.

As soon as the steward wanted to come forward, he saw Zhang Yi and others come out, protecting Zhiran, and watched from the side. Except that I don't know where the wound on the back of the old woman's head came from, this steward can be regarded as witnessing the whole thing.

Then, he sent others to report to the inside and outside of the mansion quickly, and he went to the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion to listen to the trial.

The more the thirteenth elder brother thought about it, the more annoyed he became, he only felt that his heart was on fire, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and commanded loudly: "Prepare the horse, the master has to leave the house......"

* Cao Hao, who was far away in the post station of Juyong's outer town, did not know the changes in the capital, and slept until dawn without saying anything all night.

After breakfast and feeding the horses, the group set off again and followed the official road in the direction of Zhangjiakou. The snow is getting bigger, look at it and don't mean to stop, noon is in the Huai to hit the sharp, hit the sharp after continuing its line, said twilight, a group of people arrived at the three hundred miles away from the capital of the chicken station.

Here, there are only 100 miles away from Zhangjiakou, and if you start earlier tomorrow, you will be able to reach Zhangjiakou at noon.

Not surprisingly, in the post station here, Cao Hao and the others met the people of the military department again.

Looking at Nalan Chengping's gloomy face, Cao Hao also felt a little twisted in his heart. Although he himself is open-minded, who knows how deeply this resentment is rooted in Nalan Chengping's heart, and he must be a little vigilant.

After freshening up, dinner has already come. Cao Hao looked at the table and couldn't help but wonder.

Roast leg of mutton, fried lamb slices with green onions, sauerkraut mutton pot, roasted lamb kidney, white water lamb head, mutton liver in sauce, braised lamb tripe, and a bowl of stewed duck and a roast chicken.

If you don't count chickens and ducks, it's almost a whole sheep feast.

He raised his head and looked at Xiao Mandao, "What kind of dishes are next door?" Do you want to divide it into several dishes to save you from not having enough to eat? ”

Xiao Man smiled and said, "Uncle, no, it's almost the same as here, except that there is no leg of mutton, kidney, and duck." The little one asked, in the kitchen of the post station here, there are not many others, just a lot of mutton. We're in a hurry today, and a few of them haven't been served. Otherwise, there will be another half of the table. ”

Wei Hei and Zhao Yi were left here, and Ren Jiyong and Xiaoman went to the next room to eat.

The staple food is steamed bread and glutinous rice, and Cao Hao ate two plates of mutton hot with steamed buns, and he also has a great appetite when he eats it.

After eating and drinking, he remembered one thing, this official goes to and from the post station, and there are regulations on the entertainment specifications, and the food of how much silver is all has its own regulations. What grade is the chief officer, and what grade is the entourage.

This table full of mutton is much richer than the previous post station dishes. The same money rules, but with these dishes, what does it mean? It can only show that the mutton is worthless, and there is more mutton.

There is no pasture in the mouth, this mutton is naturally from outside the mouth, and the snow disaster outside the mouth is how heavy is it......*

(To be continued)