Ji Yunshu's face became serious.
Ask: "What's going on in this case?"
Jing Zhaoyin sighed: "The woman's daughter is a famous singer in the brothel, how could she know that she was defiled by a man, and she was killed in the room that night, and the man was a big family in Yufu County. The young master, he also claimed that he did not kill anyone, and gave a sum of money to the magistrate of Yufu County. Later, Zuo Zuo went to the autopsy and said that the woman's daughter died by poisoning herself. This is the end of the matter. , but the woman insisted that her daughter could not commit suicide, so she went all the way to the capital to appeal."
"Then does she have evidence that her daughter did not commit suicide?"
"I said something. Her daughter originally had a son. The day before her daughter's accident, she told her that she would stay in the brothel for another day and leave, and then leave Yufu County to live with her son, so she concluded that she Daughter will not commit suicide."
With that said, Jing Zhaoyin took out a few dry pieces of paper in his sleeves and handed them over to Ji Yunshu, saying, "This is the appeal she brought, Mr. Ji, take a look."
Ji Yunshu was about to take over to take a look, when the complaint only touched his finger, leaving his beard cut off by a hand.
Moving up along the arm, he met Jing Rong's unhappy and cold gaze.
I saw him glaring at Jing Zhaoyin: "Jing Zhaoyin, didn't you listen to what this king said to you outside the palace gate?"
Jing Zhaoyin's face froze!
Of course he listened, but—
"My lord, if it weren't for this troublesome matter, then the lower official..."
"Could it be that neither Jingzhao Mansion nor Dali Temple can find someone who can solve the case? Could it be that Chaotang has raised a bunch of trash?"
Jing Zhaoyin's liver trembles!
But he still insisted: "Your anger, my lord, the lower officials know that this matter should not trouble Mr. Ji, but it has been three years since it happened, it must be difficult to investigate, the entire capital, and even the entire Dalin, what is Mr. Ji's ability? Everyone can see it, so Xiaguan thought of Mr. Ji, if he can solve this case, Xiaguan and others can also submit a letter to recommend, recommending Mr. Ji for the punishment..."
It's not over yet-
"enough."
A scold!
Jing Zhaoyin is simply provoking him naked!
Ji Yunshu was also shocked. It turned out that Jing Rong had long known that Jing Zhaoyin was going to come to find him to solve the case, but he blocked the matter, but Jing Zhaoyin didn't give up, and came here in person today. Came here secretly, where did I know, I ran into Jing Rong.
Hit the muzzle!
Interesting!
Jing Rong frowned angrily: "Jing Zhaoyin, this king will tell you again, this matter should be dealt with by you and Dali Temple. You close the door and discuss on your own, it has nothing to do with Mr. Ji."
Resolute attitude!
Jing Zhaoyin only felt pain in both cheeks, as if someone had slapped him twice, trembled twice, swallowed his saliva, and lowered his head in disappointment.
He had to sigh and bowed his head to Jingrong: "Yes, Xiaguan understands, because Xiaguan didn't think carefully."
"It's best to understand." After speaking, Jing Rong also returned the complaint paper he had just snatched to him.
Jing Zhaoyin took it and said, "Then I'm going to be an official... I won't disturb the prince and Mr. Ji, and leave."
And in the short process of the two handing each other, Ji Yunshu happened to see the word "Ye'er" printed on the paper.
It feels a bit familiar!
When Jing Zhaoyin put away the complaint, he turned and left with a disappointed face.
abruptly—
"Sir, stay." Ji Yunshu shouted.
Jing Zhaoyin paused, turned around immediately, and stared at her with expectant eyes.
Just as Ji Yunshu was about to walk towards him, Jing Rong grabbed his arm.
"You can't take this case." There is no room for negotiation.
"I want to make my own decisions."
Saying that, she pushed Jing Rong's hand away and took the appeal form directly from Jing Zhaoyin's hand.
Those sheets of paper were originally supposed to be clean, and the handwriting on them was neat and neat. However, the white paper was rubbed with many small folds, and there were residual water stains on it, and some ink marks were also faint. If you don't look carefully, you can't see the words at all.
Ji Yunshu read it carefully!
His face became more serious.
The hand holding the paper couldn't help but tighten, and after a while, the paper in his hand was carefully put away, and he asked Jing Zhaoyin solemnly, "Can I see that person."
Jing Zhaoyin nodded with joy on his face.
"Of course."
"Wait." Jing Rong stopped and pulled Ji Yunshu aside: "This case has nothing to do with you. This king doesn't want you to be involved in other matters. You just need to deal with the "Linjing Case" with peace of mind."
Ji Yunshu had a faint sadness on his face.
He asked him, "Do you believe in God?"
Yep
"Why ask that?"
"Maybe this is God's decision, destined for me to investigate this case, because before this, I have seen the woman, there is a missing page in this complaint, and that page, right here with me, Since God will assign this case to me, I have no reason to ignore it."
"Yun Shu..."
She firmly said: "Five years ago, when I entered the yamen as an official job, it was indeed for food and clothing, but later I found out that there are too many unjust cases in this world, and I can't just watch someone die in vain in the world, and I can't help myself. But I don't do anything, since God has given me the ability to diagnose a case and conduct an autopsy, then this is a responsibility, not meddling, just like you, as a prince, also shoulder your due responsibilities."
Jing Rong was slightly shocked by her words, and also a little shaken.
After a moment, he said solemnly: "It seems that this king is destined to worry about you for the rest of his life."
Yes, he agreed!
Ji Yunshu's lips showed a slight smile.
He replied: "You said that, I am a troublemaker, so you are destined to worry about me."
Look at each other and smile!
Not long after, Ji Yunshu followed Jing Zhaoyin to Jingzhao Mansion, and saw the woman he bumped into during the heavy rain that day.
She was sitting on a chair with dementia, holding a tattered and yellowed bag in her arms, looking very nervous.
When she saw Jing Zhaoyin coming, she immediately rushed over.
With a thud, he knelt on the ground, pulled Jing Zhaoyin's official uniform, and cried, "Sir, I beg you, I must give justice to my daughter, I beg you."
"You get up first."
"My daughter was killed. She didn't commit suicide. It's impossible for her to commit suicide. My lord, please help me, help my daughter. I beg you, I will kowtow to you."
As he spoke, his body fell to the ground and kept kowtowing.
Jing Zhaoyin looked very embarrassed!
Ji Yunshu frowned, crouched down, and lifted the woman's body, which was lying on the ground.
The woman's emaciated and haggard face was a bit terrifyingly pale, but one can imagine how much she has suffered in defending her daughter in the past three years.
"Madam, get up first." She felt a little distressed.
The woman looked at him and thought for a moment: "Is it you?"