Chapter 337: Touching the Thorn of Flesh

At this moment, the crowd of onlookers on both sides scrambled to look up, and suddenly, many voices synthesized into one sentence, yes, these two heads are deceitful.

There is also a point that shows that the two heads are perjury. The harmony stopped abruptly, and a pair of eyes were watching Wang Zimin's speech, and everyone watched it, and after a little analysis, it became clear that the blood stains on these two heads had not yet dried up, and it was clear that they had been slaughtered in the past two or three days, and the two victims in the case had been more than ten years. Let's just assume that these two heads are the two heads in the case, but will the blood stains on the skulls be so fresh?

The case has been retried and must be reopened. The masses rose up again. The county official, who had already been dumbfounded by Wang Zimin's question, saw that it did not end well, and said hesitantly that the official agreed to withdraw the case and retry it.

The county magistrate then ordered the knife and axe hand to release the shackles to Yang Chunlong, and immediately brought him back to the county office, and was promoted to the court again for interrogation, where did the two heads in the wooden frame come from?

Xiaosheng really didn't kill. Just because there was no head to hand over, the jailer Wu Liangxin made a private deal with me, asking me to give him four hundred taels of silver, and then handed over two heads for me.

Wu Conscience was immediately summoned to court, and after a period of torture, Wu Conscience could not be punished, so he confessed all the details of how to kill his mother-in-law and her daughter Fennel, and attempted to rape Fennel in advance, and then cut off two heads in exchange for 400 taels of silver. At that moment, Wu Liangxin was pushed to death row awaiting execution.

It was also reported that a white horse was found in the city, carrying a female corpse on horseback, and a half-dead man lying on the ground. The county magistrate was confused for a while, the old case had not yet been sorted out, and a new case had been added, so he stomped his feet and ordered that the female corpse and the dying man be brought to the official for detailed study.

The sound of the horse's hooves knocked on the yamen, and Sun Youfa saw a red horse in front of the door, and the rider was the one he had just seen from the law field in the west of the city, and there was a man with an embarrassed face tied to the back of the horse, and he groaned in pain from time to time. Sun Youfa thought that the person who came had the courage to overturn the perjury in public in the court of law, so he didn't dare to despise the slackness, because he was demoted to greet and ask questions, what did he report again?

Uncle, I have caught a murderer who is lying on my horse.

Who did he kill?

The female corpse on the white horse is, you see.

Sun Youfa followed the direction of the visitor's finger and saw a female corpse lying on the back of a white horse, he was shocked for a while, and asked calmly, where is the deceased?

She is the wife of my wronged disciple Yang Chunlong, who is from the Jiangnan Shaxian clan. Wang Zimin replied with a solemn expression.

Local town law, local town law. Sun Youfa read nervously, pushed the murderer off the horse, put him in the back cell, and the official will be promoted to the court tomorrow for a detailed trial. Several soldiers untied Liu Pinhua from the back of the red horse and carried him away.

Wang Zimin has sent Liu Pinhua to the county government for punishment, and the current matter is to bury the Xia family. He asked the county magistrate, uncle, please, I am here today to organize a funeral for my disciple's inside-in-law, before the burial, please allow my disciple to come out of prison and see his wife who is separated from life and death. After the matter is over, he will be sent back to prison.

The county official agreed, and immediately sent a message to the jailer to release Yang Chunlong. Yang Chunlong saw Wang Zimin, he was already in tears, and then looked at his dead wife on the white horse, and suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, the tree fell and the wall fell, you saw that he was standing unsteadily, unable to speak, Wang Zimin supported him, so as to avoid fainting.

Wang Zimin spent three hundred taels of silver to finally make the funeral a little polite. Xia was buried on a hill in the south of the city, and a stone tablet was erected, which was engraved with clouds: the tomb of Xia Chrysanthemum, a chaste woman. There is a row of wreaths in front of the grave, the two largest: one is sent by the county government, and the other is sent by Wang Zimin; The smaller ones were sent by the people in the city, and some were sent by Yang Chunlong's prisoners. Exactly: clusters of snow-white protect chastity, and the branches are verdant to comfort the soul.

Yang Chunlong was so sad when he saw his wife's appearance that he fainted, and the jailer sent him back to prison and called a fellow prisoner to take care of him. When I woke up, it was dark all around, it was already late at night, and a broken candle on the iron window was weeping. Yang Chunlong vaguely saw a woman in front of him, thinking that the soul of the Xia family, the victim was not afraid of ghosts, because he asked, why did the lady go to the underworld first, leaving me alone to suffer in this world where right and wrong are reversed, black and white!

He didn't hear an answer, only heard the sound of sobbing, and looked at it, isn't this Wang Yuhuan? When he understood, he couldn't help but be full of coyness, so he said, I hope Miss understands, Xiaosheng recognized the wrong person, and actually said such nonsense.

Wang Yuhuan is still sobbing, why is she with Yang Chunlong? It turned out that the county official brought Wang Yuhuan to exchange for a male prisoner, this was a trick used by the county official, he considered that Yang Chunlong must have been wronged, but there was no evidence to prove that he had been wronged, neither could he be hastily beheaded, nor could he be easily let go, so he secretly detained the two of them temporarily in one place.

The county magistrate lay behind the iron window in order to listen to the truth, and waited until the golden rooster crowed, but he didn't say a word inside, he was anxious, and suddenly Yang Chunlong said the above words that were useless in the trial, he listened patiently, and heard the sobbing Wang Yuhuan said, Yang Gongzi, I am reconciled with you, why did you kill my brother and sister-in-law with a black heart?

Which one reconciled with you, and which one killed your brother and sister-in-law? I honestly stay downstairs every day to study and prepare for the exam, and I haven't been to the embroidery building once, you want to hurt people, stuff a corner of paper in my book, and let me eat a lawsuit. Yang Chunlong expressed the grievances in his heart.

Wang Yuhuan was not convinced, saying that you don't admit it, there is a half-inch-high flesh thorn on your back, which you can't scrape off if you want to, let me touch it, if not, it will not be you who killed my brother and sister-in-law.

You touch. Yang Chunlong really took off his shirt and exposed his back, Wang Yuhuan reached out and touched it up and down, the skin was smooth and delicate, how could there ever be a flesh thorn? Then he regretted and exclaimed, I wronged you, I'm really sorry, this case has nothing to do with you, I want to pay for my life and blood debt, I will go to the top.

The county magistrate heard it clearly outside the wall, and immediately returned to the yamen to enter the room and make plans to retry the case.

The next day, the jailer reported that the new prisoner Liu Pinhua had died of illness in prison, and the county magistrate ordered him to be dragged to the outskirts of the city for cremation.

Another day, a big red advertisement was posted on the city gate, which meant:

In order to celebrate the Spring Festival, the county theater has performed several wonderful programs in two or three days, including folk dance, local drama, acrobatics, magic, etc., which are rich in content, diverse in form, elegant and witty, fresh and bright in style. Welcome the vast number of urban and rural people to come to watch and share the cultural and entertainment feast. Luckily!

On the twenty-sixth day of the eighth year of Kangxi

It had only been an hour since the advertisement was posted, and there was an endless stream of people pouring into the city from outside the city. The soldiers at the gate of the city strictly held their weapons and lined up in two rows to face each other in a long formation, and the swords and halberds reflected in the sun, and the cold light was shining.

And in the morning at the gate of the city no one was allowed to enter, and no one was allowed to go out; In the afternoon, only people are allowed to go out, and no one is allowed to enter. Sun Youfa, the county official, dressed up as a cloth cloth and ordinary people, searched for people who went out of the city gate one by one, and let them go.

Occasionally, he reached out and touched the back of a man, but found a half-inch tall flesh thorn. Sun Youfa immediately ordered his entourage to be bound in civilian clothes with ropes and escorted to the county Yasheng Hall for interrogation.

He was the murderer Zhang Dahong who was at large, and as soon as he was caught, he was so frightened that he couldn't stand the torture and had to truthfully confess what he had done.

When the county magistrate heard that the two heads were thrown at the door of Tao Songzhong's oil shop, he ordered Tao Songzhong to be arrested. Tao Songzhong was tied up and pushed in front of the hall by the five flowers, and the county official shouted during the interrogation, Tao Songzhong, quickly hand over the two heads, spare you from death.