The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort - 22. But you

East Street was extremely lively today, because the prefect wanted to try a case, saying that the young lady sent to Zhuangzi killed the maid at Zhuangzi and threw it into the dry well, but the witness was Zhuangzi’s son in charge. There are all witnesses on this matter, and most people talk about the murder of the young lady with vicious heart. I don’t know where the maid offended the young lady. It is also said that the young lady surrendered her status and treated a maid so carelessly, at the expense of her life, I don’t know which lady was so arrogant.

Above the yamen, on the most central seat is sitting a middle-aged man with a big belly. He wears a lake-green silk robe with embroidered brocade. The jade belt around his waist is a little nervous because he can’t hold his fat figure. This man is white and fat, and he wears it on his thumb With a gold-inlaid jade pull finger, it is the prefect of this place that has money for thousands of miles.

On the left side of the most central seat, the person sitting is not as rich as Qian Wanli. On the contrary, the clothes are extremely simple, even rough, and there is a shabby odor from the whole body, which is incompatible with this rich lobby.

Qian Wanli was very respectful to this humble guest, even flattering. He ordered his men to pour a cup of hot tea for him, and put up a smile: “Master Wang, this case, you see… ”

Lord Wang glanced at him and said coldly or enthusiastically: “You can try it, I just watched it.”

“Yes, yes.” Qian Wanli quietly took out a kerchief from his arms and wiped his sweat, then glanced at the people under him, and slapped the gavel: “Bring the prisoner up!”

When Jiang Ruan was taken out of the cell by Li Mi, Shufen grabbed her hand nervously: “Nothing will happen, right?”

“Nothing.” Jiang Ruan patted her hand: “My father came to pick me up. Remember my words, don’t worry, you will be fine soon.”

Shufen let go, and Li Mi glanced at Jiang Ruan with some pity. In fact, it was not Jiang Ruan’s father who came to pick her up, and no one interceded for her. Today is just a trial. Now all the spearheads are directed at Jiang Ruan, and there is no one who can speak for Jiang Ruan. Even if he wants to help himself, he is still powerless, and as a case handler, he has to avoid suspicion. Li Mi sighed in his heart, but said that Jiang Ruan was doomed to escape this time, but the charge was betrayed. Thinking of Jiang Ruan’s tragic situation in the future, Li Mi’s attitude was much more gentle.

Above the court, when Jiang Ruan was brought up, the crowd watching the lively crowd outside the hall was a little surprised. She thought that the lady who had the courage to kill must be a vicious, vulgar and vulgar shrew. Unexpectedly, it was a beautiful little girl who was brought up with her eyes peacefully and tenderly, with a half-horror appearance. People are easy to believe their own vision, but for a while they don’t believe that Jiang Ruan is the mastermind of the murder.

Qian Wanli was also amazed in his heart, but he didn’t expect that this righteous master was a delicate little beauty. In this way, it seemed that he didn’t pity on Yu Yu. But… he glanced at the person in the seat next to him, coughed, slapped the gavel, and shouted: “Bold prisoner, don’t kneel down!”

Jiang Ruan lowered his eyebrows and knelt down quietly. Then he raised his head, revealing a clean and delicate face, and asked suspiciously: “I don’t know the adult, what crime did the people commit?”

Her brows were straightforward, and her voice was extremely soft and pleasant. For a while, she was like a beautiful picture, and her every move was involuntarily appreciated. The tone of the speech was very puzzled, as if it was really unclear. Therefore, there was an uproar around him, and there was a wave of voices in the initially determined crowd.

Qian Wanli frowned and slapped the gavel: “Quiet! The prisoner Jiang Ruan, killed the maid Chunying, and threw him into the dead well. There are all witnesses and evidence. See how you deny!” Bring the witness!”

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in the eyes of Lord Wang in the seat next to him. This method of trial is almost like a grabber and a plan that hardly speaks to others. It is tough and rude, but it seems to be rushed to the prisoner. A crime, I can’t wait to condemn people.

The “personal card” was quickly brought up. Chen Zhao changed into white clothes today, and he was very clean. When he went to the hall, he paid thousands of miles to pay a salute.

Qian Wanli asked, “Chen Zhao, did you see Jiang Ruan murder with your own eyes?”

“It’s exactly what I said,” Chen Zhao replied, taking a look at Jiang Ruan: “I saw Miss Jiang killed Chunying and dragged her into the well.”

There was another discussion among the crowd. Such conclusive evidence seemed to be that Jiang Ruan had killed someone.

Jiang Ruan raised his head to look at Chen Zhao: “I have a few questions, can the lord allow me to ask him?”

Qian Wanli looked at Lord Wang who was on the side. Lord Wang waved his hand. Then Qian Wanli said, “Ask.”

Jiang Ruan smiled slightly: “Thank you, my lord, I want to ask Chen Zhao, did you see me killing someone?”

“Yes.” Chen Zhao said, “I was outside the house and saw the lady kill Chunying in the house with my own eyes.”

“Chen Zhao, let alone how you can enter my yard without being notified by a foreigner. Since you saw me killing people, you didn’t come in to obstruct you. Instead, you watched me killing and throwing the dead body. You are not considered to be a helper or abuser. If I really want to be guilty, should you also be punished?”

Chen Zhao was taken aback, and subconsciously said: “No, no, she was dead when I saw it.”

“So,” Jiang Ruan said calmly: “You mean she was already dead when you saw Chunying, how did she die, why did you die, why are you sure that I killed her? You just saw it. A corpse, didn’t see me killing, didn’t it?”

Chen Zhao reacted and shook his head immediately: “No, you were the only one with her at the time, and your actions were also killing people.”

Qian Wanli squeezed the veil tightly, his face was not very good. Just listen to Jiang Ruan and say: “Well, even if you saw me kill, as you said, there was no one beside me at the time, but I am only ten years old now, but Chunying is already eighteen. I am not as tall as Chunying’s chest, and How did you carry Chunying’s body for such a long way and throw her into the dry well, can you make it clearer?”

“You, you are dragging her.” Chen Zhao stammered a little, sweat faintly coming out of his forehead.

“Lying,” Jiang Ruan shook his head: “Chen Zhao, maybe you should think about it before lying. I am too far apart from Chunying, and I don’t have that much strength. Chunying is stronger than me and reacts. Even more agile, how could I take a knife into her heart?”

“What kind of knife? She was strangled to death!” Chen Zhao shouted.

Jiang Ruan looked at him with a faint smile: “Oh, isn’t it? Haezuo hasn’t had an autopsy yet. How do you know that she was strangled to death? Didn’t you say that when you saw her, she was already dead? ”

Chen Zhao was sweating coldly, and Qian Wanli followed the white-faced, leaky testimony. The crowd had already understood it. Jiang Ruan played with his own hair tip nonchalantly: “My lord, do you want to try again?”