Zhu Qin thought for a while and said, "Sir, my son has a big black spot on the sole of his foot. He was born with it!"
"Humph, what kind of evidence is this? You have seen my child a long time ago, so you naturally know that he has black spots on the soles of his feet!" Mutao scolded.
"My son has a scar on the back of his head!"
"Huh, my son also has a scar on the back of his head! It was from being hit on the edge of the bed when he was born!"
"You shrew, how did you know that my son has scars on the back of his head?"
"You...I will fight with you to give my son back!"
…
What started as a quarrel slowly developed into a fight of fists and kicks. The old man in the hall frowned as he watched, and he picked up the gavel and screamed in silence.
Following a burst of mighty shouts from the yamen servant, seeing the Lord getting angry, the plaintiff and defendant calmed down. Mrs. Mutao held the baby tightly in her arms and said to the old man in the hall, "Sir, you see, this woman is completely
He is a lunatic, please understand clearly and give justice to the women of the people."
"Sir, the women of the people are wronged, the women of the people are wronged!" Mrs. Zhu Qin just cried loudly and kept kowtowing to the old man. With her disheveled hair, she really looked a little crazy.
The old man stood up and said, "You only say you are wronged, but you can't provide any concrete evidence. This baby is only one month old, can't speak, and there is no one to prove it to you. How do you ask me to provide you with justice!"
"
Mrs. Zhu Qin was crying with a pale face, looking so helpless. Some of the people listening in the hall scolded Ms. Zhu Qin for looking for trouble, some scolded Ms. Zhu Qin for being crazy, but most of them were retaliating.
With sympathy.
"Sir, people say that one can shed blood to identify one's relatives. If you ask this child to shed blood to identify one's relatives, you will know whether it is true or not!" Mrs. Zhu Qin suddenly raised her head and looked at the old man in the hall.
"Humph, sir, don't listen to this woman's nonsense!" Before the old man could answer, shopkeeper Muzi Li angrily rebuked, "My son was born weak, and the old lady at home is very precious. If we let blood at this time,
, when I get home, I’m afraid I’ll be skinned alive by my mother!”
The old man thought for a while and said, "In that case, I have a way. You will know if it is true or not after you try it!"
"Huh?" Everyone looked at the old man in confusion.
The old man didn't say much, but whispered something mysteriously to the guard next to him. The guard frowned, nodded again, and walked towards the two people in the hall.
In the doubtful eyes of everyone, the guard picked up the baby from Mu Tao's arms. The old man came over and said calmly, "Since both of you two families say that this child is theirs, and both families
They all make sense, but it’s really difficult for me to decide. No matter which family the award is, it’s unfair. I think there’s only one way to do it, which is fair to both families!”
"Sir, please speak!" Both the plaintiff and defendant looked at the old man with burning eyes, waiting for the old man's final words.
A smile flashed across the corner of the old man's mouth and he said, "That means splitting the child in half. One half for each of your families!"
As he spoke, his eyes flashed fiercely, he pulled out the guard's sword with a cry, swung it and struck the baby in the guard's arms.
"No!" With a cry, Zhu Qin grabbed the blade with both hands and blocked the old man's way.
"Wow!" There was an uproar in the hall. Everyone was shocked by this turn of events. Chen Jinyuan was also shocked. He didn't expect that the old man would suddenly do something like this.
"Sir, the child is not mine! I don't want it anymore!" Mrs. Zhu Qin was so excited that her whole body was trembling. Blood kept flowing down her palms, but she didn't know it.
Just now they were arguing that the child was hers. Now they suddenly changed their confession. Everyone seemed to have seen something from Zhu Qin's reaction.
The old man sighed, put away the knife, and asked the guard to take out the golden sore medicine and apply it to Zhu Qinshi, and said, "The result is very clear, this child belongs to Zhu Qinshi!"
"What? Sir, are you mistaken? This shrew even said that the child is not hers!" The Mu family immediately became excited. How could they say that if the child is not theirs, then it is no longer theirs.
"As parents, when your children are in crisis, you must risk your life to save them. There is no stronger love in the world than this. Zhu Qin's behavior just now has proved everything. And you and your wife, the moment I raised the knife, not only did you not
You stepped forward to save the child, but you quickly backed away for fear of being splashed with blood. This is enough to prove that the child is not yours!" The old man slowly expressed the confusion in everyone's hearts.
Everyone outside the hall nodded secretly, but the Mu family lowered their heads in shame, and were speechless for a moment.
The old man turned around and walked behind the publican and sat down. He slapped Jingtang Mu hard and said, "Muzi Li, do you have anything else to say?"
The couple looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces, and did not answer the old man's words for a long while.
The old man shouted, "Since you have nothing to say, the case will be closed and the baby will belong to the Zhu Qin family!"
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" Mrs. Zhu Qin cried bitterly, as if she had been lifted from hell to heaven, her face covered with tears, and she snatched the baby into her hands.
The old man nodded and continued, "This case involves the murder of Zhu Hu in Zhujiazhuang. Someone is here to temporarily put the Mu family and his wife into custody for a later trial!"
Upon hearing this, the Mu family and his wife were frightened and turned pale as paper. Mu Tao family shouted loudly, "Sir, you are wronged. We bought this child. We didn't even know that he was Zhu Qin's son before. As for the
Then Zhu Hu, we don’t know each other at all!”
"Quit!"
"mighty!"
The old man ignored the Mu family and his wife. A government official had already come up and took the Mu family and his wife away without explanation.
The audience outside the hall slowly retreated, talking about the case just now as they walked. I am afraid that this matter will give them more food to talk about after dinner.
After a while, Chen Jinyuan was the only one left outside the hall. Seeing that Chen Jinyuan refused to retreat for a long time, the old man hurriedly came over and asked doubtfully, "Why don't you leave, little brother? But you have a grievance to complain?"
"Well?"
The old man's voice was full of magnetism, which was very pleasant to the ears. Chen Jinyuan couldn't help but be startled by his sudden question.
The guard in red and blue shirts also walked over and said with a smile, "Mr. Gongsun, this is my friend, Brother Chen Jinyuan and Chen!"
After saying this, the guard bowed his hand to Chen Jinyuan and said, "Brother Chen, this is Gongsun Ce, Mr. Gongsun!"
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"Name: Zhan Zhao.
Age:32
Character level: Level 6
Character origin: [Seven Heroes and Five Righteousness]
Character strength: mid-term innate.
Ancient martial arts that can be inherited: through-arm boxing [not inherited]
Panlong Stick Technique [Not passed down]
Swallow Flying【Not inherited】
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Other inheritable skills:...
Character introduction: Zhan Zhao, nicknamed Xiong Fei, was a young knight-errant, wielding swords in all directions, and was very famous for his injustice. People at that time respected him as "Southern Xia" because he had lived in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time. When he grew up, he met Bao Xiaosu in danger.
, Counting his life. Xiren was impressed by his person and loved his talent, so he introduced him to the emperor. Zhao then became an official and got the title of "Yu Mao". Although he was in the temple, his heart was in the world and he was as broad-minded as before. In a few years, he collected five
Rat, Dingjun Mountain, devoted all his energy and wisdom, and was invincible. Later generations said: 'He is a graceful man, with the demeanor of a general'."