That night, Su Jin wanted to bring Guo Pin over to the court, and Song Xiang came to find Su Jin anxiously and happily. Apparently, the public trial during the day went very smoothly. Visit to download the txt novel
Su Jin took the file handed over by Song Xiang and looked through it carefully, and couldn't help but frown. It must be said that Song Xiang was quite efficient. He brought more than a dozen subordinate officials to court in one day and took confessions; it was just about efficiency.
Yes, but things are not done in such detail.
Su Jin read all the confession records. Apart from confessing to being framed by Feng Jingyao and being controlled by Feng Jingyao, these officials almost did not explain anything else.
The evidence collected from the Hong Kong Cinema could only prove that they had been coerced by Feng Jingyao, so these crooked officials without exception blamed the whole incident on Feng Jingyao, and tried their best to frame him.
, how did he do some things that harmed the imperial court under his coercion, and each of these things was so trivial that it would not be enough to slap him with dozens of slaps.
Su Jin knew that the officials were doing the next best thing. Wusha was not safe anyway, but his life must not be lost. As long as he kept his words and put himself in the victim's perspective, he could avoid greater punishment.
Su Jin had no intention of correcting these omissions. Song Xiang was not the type to deal with these people. These were all expected things. He could commit crimes under his nose and he knew nothing about it.
, it is simply too easy to fool this Lord of the Palace.
Su Jin didn't want to dampen Song Xiang's enthusiasm. Looking at Song Xiang's excited expression, Su Jin just mentioned lightly that the butts of these officials were not as clean as they said. Flies don't look at seamless eggs, they don't smell the smell and chase the smell.
How could anyone fall into Feng Jingyao's obsession? There must be many things that have not been explained.
Boss Song Xiang was unhappy. After a busy day, this boy was actually quite dissatisfied with his words. He regretted why he came to report the good news to this imbecile boy. The trial of the case was his own business. There was no need to mess with him.
Come and report, if these people hadn't been dug out by Su Jin, and the case files reported had to have their names signed by them, Song Xiang would have left without hesitation.
Su Jin would not sign these files. He only reasoned that he was not present when the case was heard, and the signature of the governor was enough. Song Xiang's face was elongated like a horse's face. Su Jin's failure to sign meant that he
If you don't agree, of course the file can be submitted, but if there are any omissions during the trial, you will have to bear it yourself.
Song Xiang was suddenly a little worried. If the higher-ups reviewed and found out something major, wouldn't he be the one to take the blame? So far, the overall situation in Yangzhou has been almost exclusively supported by the envoy, and he has long been accustomed to following him.
The way he acted, perhaps the case was tried too hastily; Song Xiang suddenly lost confidence in himself again.
"Your Excellency, I will interrogate Guo Pinchao tonight. Your Excellency, you can watch from the sidelines to see if this person has hidden anything during the day. It's not that you don't believe in your ability to handle the case, but because these people are cunning and trying to survive.
After all kinds of denials and tricks, if I didn’t find new evidence, I wouldn’t have alerted you just now.”
Song Xiang was shocked. This boy had caught another clue. He watched him wandering around all day. The original division of labor was that he would interrogate Feng Jingyao while he interrogated his subordinate officials. However, according to the report of his subordinate Yamen, the special messenger had been wandering around outside for a whole day.
, without saying a word to Feng Jingyao, and in the evening, he actually said that he had caught a clue, which was really elusive.
Regarding the truth of the case, Song Xiang had no choice but to agree, so he ordered people to take Guo Pinchao from the prison, found a room with two desks, and held a night trial under the lamplight.
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On the dark official road, Wang Dynasty and Ma Han pulled their horses forward one step at a time; this official road was simply too difficult to walk on, and the horses they were pulling behind often stumbled, let alone Dynasty.
And Mahan.
The two of them were sweating profusely while walking at a slow pace; Shugang Mountain didn't look big, with only two small peaks on this side, but they didn't expect it to be so difficult; after dark, the official road was so dark that it was impossible to see.
Well, today is the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, so there should be moonlight. Unfortunately, the sun is shining brightly during the day, but at night there is no moonlight, and only the faint halo of the moon can be seen behind the clouds.
Wang Chao finally stopped on the trail and said, "Brother, walking like this is not an option. I'm tired and thirsty. In my opinion, it's better for us to find a sheltered place to drink some water and eat some solid food. Then it's best to make a few torches to light the way."
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Ma Han said loudly: "I have wanted to say this for a long time, but I am afraid that you will say that I am lazy and greedy. In fact, it is best to leave tomorrow. Not to mention that it is difficult to walk in this dark place, even if it is easy to walk, if there are any clues on the road
I can’t see it anymore, and I don’t know how those people transported food that night. Looking at this mountain road, I can’t believe that they transported food from here.”
Wang Chao said: "I'm not sure what you said, but there must be something with lighting to transport food at night, and it's a big cart pulling food, which is not as good as walking. I think we should find a place to rest and go out.
It’s really not possible to find someone to stay at the mountain pass for the night, so I’ll just check back tomorrow.”
Ma Han agreed. The two of them tried their best to keep their eyes open and walked along the roadside. Finally, they blindly found a depression at the bottom of the hillside. The two of them went in and squatted in. There was no wind, but they felt a stinky smell.
, the smell is not very pleasant.
But it was not convenient to worry too much at this time. The two used flints to create sparks, cut a lot of grass and lit a fire. With the fire, their bodies immediately became much warmer. Wang Chao sat down on the ground and panted, opening his backpack.
Be prepared to bring out dry food and water to satisfy your hunger.
But I heard Ma Han curse angrily: "Damn, bad luck."
Wang Chao hurriedly looked over to see. On the other side of the fire, Mahan crossed his hands and covered his nose and walked away quickly. Wang Chao hurriedly got up and followed him and said, "What's wrong?"
Mahan wiped his hands on the ground, spitting and cursing: "Damn it, the wicked guy took a shit there. As soon as I sat down, I put one hand on it, but it disgusted me to death."
Wang Chao laughed loudly and said: "You are going to be lucky. Isn't this shit luck?"
Ma Han wiped his hands on the withered grass and said dissatisfiedly: "You are just gloating about your misfortune. Maybe you will step on dog poop soon. No wonder you smelled a bad smell just now. It turns out that that place is where wild dogs take shelter from the wind and poop."
Wang Chao was suddenly startled and said slowly: "Brother, this is not necessarily dog poop. How could a dog come here to poop in the barren mountains and wild mountains? Even a wild dog would not be smart enough to find a sheltered place to poop.
Peeing on feces? And the smell doesn’t sound like a dog’s. Dog’s excrement wouldn’t be so smelly, but more like a human’s.”
Mahan scolded: "Who cares about other people's dogs? Hurry up and get some water to give me a shower. Damn it, I was still hungry, but now I have no appetite at all."
Wang Chao turned around and took a water bag to wash Mahan's hands clean. The two returned to the fire. Wang Chao took a flaming stick and walked to the spot where Mahan was shot and examined it carefully.
Ma Han frowned and said: "What's the value of yellow and white things? Just cover them with grass ash and it will stink to death."
Wang Chao waved and said: "Come and see, there is something here."
Mahan reluctantly came over and saw a half-length thick straw rope covered in filth lying next to a large pile of filth.
Ma Han said: "It's really the shit of a fucking bastard. He's still a mud-legged guy. He wipes his butt with a straw rope and it doesn't bother him that it's chapped."
Wang Chao pointed to the ground next to him and said, "I don't want you to look at which one, but what is this on the ground?"
Mahan frowned and took a closer look, only to find that there were countless golden rice scattered nearby, scattered very irregularly, but only surrounding the yellow and white thing.
"How do you say that?" Mahan also felt unusual.
"Brother, things are coming to an end." Wang Chao's face was full of joy and he laughed.
"You mean..."
Wang Chao patted Mahan on the shoulder and said: "It's really a bad luck. The team smuggling food passed through this place. Now we can boldly follow it forward."
Ma Han said hurriedly: "You are becoming more and more incomprehensible in your words."
Wang Chao laughed and said: "Silly brother, do you think this rice came here on your own long legs? If my guess is correct, brother, this must have been for the convenience of the person who was transporting grain that night. Just now you also
Having said that, if you can wipe your butt with a straw rope, isn’t that still a beast?”
Mahan said: "Then why are these rice scattered here?"
Chao Chao said: "You are right, these people are all mud-legged. They are hired to carry grain. When carrying, there will be a lot of rice on their heads, clothes and even in their shoe bags. They move in a hurry.
How can you spend time cleaning up? So when you get here, when you loosen your pants and unbutton your clothes, the rice will fall to the surroundings, which is why you can see so much rice here."
Ma Han suddenly realized: "It's true, it must be true. When I was a child, after my parents carried rice home, countless rice would fall down as soon as they patted their clothes. I really like you. I really admire you."
"Young Master has always said: You must be good at observing details and making reasonable inferences and associations. It really works." Wang Chao laughed heartily.
Mahan asked again: "Then why didn't we see rice on the way before we came?"
Wang Chao said: "That's because the two of us didn't look carefully at all. The ground is full of sand, gravel and loess. These are all scattered rice. Who would notice if it falls on it? Not only that, I have been thinking just now why the mule
You can't even see the excrement of the horses and animals. It must be that the mules, horses and animals all have cages and dung bags, so that they don't make any noise or show traces. These people are very careful."
Ma Han giggled, and he really admired the dynasty. When he was happy, he reached into his arms and took out a piece of cooking cake and chewed it. He had long forgotten that the hand holding the cooking cake was stained with yellow orange just now.