"Who are you?" The prison guard turned his head, looked at Yang Liuqing coldly and asked.
Yang Liuqing looked at him, and said calmly: "When Mr. Chen came here yesterday, I was also there, and I was the one who fought with him."
The officer narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "In that case—then take them away together!"
The guards behind were holding things like shackles and iron chains in their hands, and when they were about to step forward, Yang Liuqing stretched out his hand to block them, looked at them, and asked, "Do you have the Ministry of Criminal Police?"
One of the yamen servants' face darkened, and he said in a low voice: "Bold, how can you question the Ministry of Punishment's affairs!"
Yang Liuqing's voice became colder, "If not, put away your tricks, do you really think that you are members of the Ministry of Punishment, so you can be lawless!"
The leading officer's eyes flickered, he didn't expect this woman to know so much about the procedure of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, there are countless people staring at the Ministry of Criminal Justice, don't be too much, finally waved his hand and said: "It's just a summons for questioning, the shackles will be released." No need, take it away."
Yang Liuqing glanced at the back, there were already two figures missing, then she turned her head, smiled and said to Zeng Zuimo: "Don't worry, Miss Zeng, nothing will happen, let's go."
"Then Mr. Chen, is he dead?"
The expression on Zeng Zuimo's face was still a little dazed. Although she didn't have a good impression of that Mr. Chen, the living person she met yesterday just died like this, and her heart was still a little complicated...
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The lobby of the Ministry of Justice.
The four big characters "Mirror Hanging High" are hung high in the hall, and more than a dozen government servants are lined up on both sides.
The faces of the two accompanying principals were mostly puzzled.
The Ministry of Punishment is busy with affairs on weekdays. Unless His Majesty personally orders it, it is generally only responsible for the review of major cases. It is extremely rare for cases like this to be tried in court.
But this case is different. The son of Wai Lang, a member of the Ministry of Rites, was poisoned to death. It just so happens that the Chen family has a close relationship with Chen Guogong's mansion. Early this morning, the Guogong mansion put pressure on the Ministry of Punishment. Otherwise, such cases will be handed over to the court. How could the Ministry of Punishment personally take over the local county government
If it goes deeper, the Ministry of Punishment actually extended its hand a bit longer this time.
The servant of the Ministry of Punishment asked with a sullen face, "What's the result of the autopsy?"
A gray-haired old man took a step forward and said, "My lord, the deceased died of poisoning. There were bruises on his chest and no fatal wounds all over his body. From his right arm, he took out a piece of poisoned silver that was as thin as a hair." Needle, the time of death was between midnight yesterday evening and Chen hour this morning, based on this calculation, the time of poisoning should be between noon and five o'clock yesterday."
"My poor child, who killed him, sir, you must decide for us!" A woman sitting on the side had tears on her face, and couldn't help crying again at this moment.
Zhao Shilang glanced at her and said, "Mrs. Chen, I can understand your feelings, but this is the lobby of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Please be quiet and don't disturb me to handle the case."
"Come here, help Madam down." A middle-aged man next to the woman whispered, and immediately two servant girls came out behind her, helping the woman to leave.
"I'll leave everything to Mr. Zhao." He took a deep breath and said to Minister Zhao.
Being able to sit here and listen today is because of the face of the Duke's Mansion, otherwise, with him as a small Yuanwailang, the Ministry of Punishment would not sell face at all.
Zhao Shilang nodded, patted the gavel, looked at the people kneeling under the hall and asked: "I ask you, where did your son go from noon to Xu time yesterday?"
Several servants of the Chen family who had been following Young Master Chen couldn't help but trembled when they heard the voice of the gavel, and one of the servants immediately said, "Returning to my lord, the young master was in Chunfang Pavilion yesterday, and when he was about to When I was young, I went to Yangliu Lane to find Miss Zeng, and then I stayed in Chunfang Pavilion until I went back at night."
As soon as this remark came out, even the yamen guards on both sides couldn't help laughing. This Mr. Chen is really interesting, but he regards the brothel as his family.
Zhao Shilang frowned and said, "Bring all the relevant personnel here."
A yamen servant below said: "My lord, Zeng Zuimo from Yangliu Lane has not yet arrived, but the old bustard of Chunfang Pavilion and the girls who have been in contact with Mr. Chen have all been brought here."
"Those?" When everyone was thinking about this word in their hearts, they saw a beautifully dressed middle-aged lady walking in from the outside with more than ten coquettish women.
"These people..." Zhao Shilang frowned and asked, "These people are all..."
The catcher said helplessly: "My lord, these women all had contact with Mr. Chen yesterday..."
"The bustard..."
"The bustard—there's also 'contact'." The policeman's face was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't help but glance at the bustard, his stomach churns.
The face of the middle-aged man who was listening on the side twitched. After Zhao Shilang was stunned for a while, before he could speak, the old bustard knelt down with a plop, and cried out with a snot in his nose: "Your Excellency, you are wronged. What a shame to my slave!" Courageous, I don't dare to harm Mr. Chen, besides, Mr. Chen is one of the best benefactors in our pavilion, and it's too late for my family to welcome you, so how could..."
Zhao Shilang said in a cold voice: "I haven't questioned you yet, how can you roar in the courtroom, say one more word, and hit twenty big boards first!"
The old bustard's throat seemed to be choked, and the voice stopped abruptly.
Zhao Shilang looked at her and said: "From the first time Mr. Chen stepped into the Chunfang Pavilion yesterday, let me explain everything that happened in detail!"
"Details?" The bustard was stunned for a moment, and asked a little uncertainly.
"Why, do you have something else you want to hide?" Zhao Shilang gave her a cold look and asked in a cold voice.
"No, no!" The old bustard's face changed, and he said immediately: "Xiangxiang, hurry up, Mr. Chen was the first to call you, you go first, Lianlian, Huahua, Feifei, the three of you are the second time, hurry up preparing… "
"Three..."
Among the two rows of yamen servants, someone smacked their lips with envious expressions on their faces.
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The door of a duty room in the Ministry of Punishment slowly opened, and Liu Yishou walked out from inside with a tired face.
After reading the dossier for another night, I still didn't find any useful clues. I was a little dizzy at this moment. The Lord Shang Shu told me to rest at home from illness. I'm afraid I can't read the sealed dossiers until he comes back. These days , let’s focus on Dali Temple for the time being.
"Master Liu..."
Seeing him coming out, the person at the door immediately bowed down.
"Let's go." Liu Yi waved his hand and walked out the door.
The man beckoned not far away and said, "You guys, let's go!"
At the entrance of the lobby of the Ministry of Justice, several people turned their heads and saw the two people who were walking outside, with regretful expressions on their faces, they reached out to adjust the position of something at the same time, and followed quickly.
On the street, Liu walked with his head bowed. Behind him, several people were discussing something quietly. At a certain moment, he suddenly raised his head and saw a carriage coming from the front, with a look of surprise on his face, " grown ups?"
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In the hall of the Ministry of Justice, all the guards were blushing, and from time to time, they secretly stretched out their hands, or bent slightly...
In the hall, the woman was still talking endlessly: "Mr. Chen is really powerful. He tossed my family for half an hour, and then changed four postures. There is Guanyin..."
"shut up!"
Zhao Shilang from the Ministry of Punishment finally couldn't bear to speak angrily.
He stared at the woman, moved his hand on the gavel quietly under his body for a moment, and asked, "You mean, Mr. Chen once said that his right arm hurts?"
The woman nodded again and again, and said: "I said it, Mr. Chen said it when he entered the room, but we didn't pay attention at the time, Mr. Chen just took off his clothes and looked at it, and then I took off my clothes, and then..., The four poses…”
"Shut up!" Zhao Shilang patted the gavel and said, "Okay, take them down first."
Although this wave of inquiries made him want to die, he also got some useful information.
The young master of the Chen family had already been poisoned before he entered the brothel, but he was not poisoned. With the testimony of those brothel women, this news should not be false, and it can convince the public.
And that Mr. Chen had no grievances with these brothel girls, and these people had no motive to kill him. In this way, the murderer must be someone else.
"Did the other suspects bring them?" He asked again.
"My lord, we've arrived." A yamen servant below replied.
The servant of the Ministry of Punishment flashed his eyes and said, "Bring it up."
At that moment, a few more figures came out. Behind them were a few officers of the Ministry of Justice, and in front were three women. A tall woman with a cold face stood slightly in front. There were two people behind, their faces slightly pale.
"Small, miss..." When did Xiao Cui see such a battle, seeing the majestic officials holding the sticks in their hands, holding Zeng Zuimo's hand, her voice was a little trembling.
"Why didn't you kneel when you met me?" Seeing the three standing in the hall, Zhao Shilang said coldly.
Xiaocui and Zeng Zuimo were about to kneel down, but Yang Liuqing stretched out his hand to support them, looked up at Zhao Shilang from the Ministry of Punishment, and said, "Why kneel?"
"Huh?" Zhao Shilang looked slightly cold.
"You Jingguo..." Yang Liuqing looked at him and said something. After realizing something was wrong, she stopped, and said again: "You have not yet been charged. Jingguo does not have the law to kneel and hear the trial."
"Bold!" Zhao Shilang's face changed, and he slammed the gavel.
Yang Liuqing's expression remained unchanged, she just patted the hands of Zeng Zuimo and Xiao Cui to express comfort.
"My lord, he was the one who attacked Young Master yesterday and kicked Young Master away!" A servant of the Chen residence saw Yang Liuqing and immediately identified him.
"Is there any other witnesses?" Zhao Shilang no longer cared about what the woman said just now, because Jing Guo did not have a law that required kneeling to hear the trial, and it would be against him to investigate carefully, let alone let her delay the time.
"Many people saw what happened yesterday." One of the arresters nodded slightly, turned around and said loudly, "Bring witnesses!"
"I saw it, that noble son wanted to tease other girls, and was beaten by that heroine later."
"You said that young master yesterday, he has looked for that girl more than a dozen times, but every time he didn't even enter the door."
"That heroine is good at kung fu. She kicked several big men away with one kick. It's really enjoyable to watch..."
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The few people who eat melon seeds did not hide anything, and told all about the scene they saw with their own eyes yesterday.
"The witnesses and material evidence are all there, so what do you have to argue about?" The servant of the criminal department asked coldly: "You can't bear the entanglement of Mr. Chen's family, so you simply poisoned him to death. There is also a motive for the murder, and you poisoned him again." The time coincides, what else do you have to say?"
On the side of the courtroom, the middle-aged man frowned. Although he also hoped to catch the murderer, he always felt that things were not that simple.
Would a commoner woman have the guts to poison his son
"Yesterday we had a conflict with him, but it had nothing to do with the poisoning incident, and the personal evidence your lord said had nothing to do with it." Yang Liuqing said neither humble nor overbearing.
"Hmph, the ironclad evidence is like a mountain, and you still want to deny it. It seems that if you don't let you suffer, you won't admit it." Zhao Shilang from the Ministry of Punishment snorted coldly, and said, "Come on, let's go to torture!"
Xiaocui's body trembled, and she asked tremblingly, "Miss, what, what is torture?"
Zeng Zuimo's face turned pale. The punishment is specially used for women. It is to pierce a hole in a wooden stick and connect it with a thread. Put the victim's finger in the middle of the stick and tighten the rope on both sides, which can easily lead to disabled hands. …
She paints and plays the piano on weekdays, relying on one hand, if...
Thinking of this, she held Xiaocui's hand and exerted a little force.
"Is it too late..." Yang Liuqing looked back and saw that the guard had already taken out the torture tool, shook his head slightly, and stretched out one hand to his sleeve.
Xiaocui's face was pale, the moment she saw the torture instrument, she knew what it was used for, tears rolled in her eyes, but she still suppressed her fear and stood beside Zeng Zuimo.
Zhao Shilang stood up from above, and said: "I will give you another chance. If you still do not plead guilty, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"If you want to commit a crime, how do you confess it?" Zeng Zuimo gritted his teeth and said.
"Punishment!" His face darkened, and he threw down a torture stick.
Six yamen servants walked towards the three of them.
Yang Liuqing sighed lightly, and took out a piece of silk from her sleeve.
Several figures filed out from outside.
The young man walking in front looked a little thin, with a hint of fatigue between his brows, but his voice was resounding.
"Secret spy department handles the case, idlers wait to stay away!"
Seeing this, the officials of the Ministry of Punishment and the two principals were stunned, and even the officers holding the torture tools did not move at all.
Not to mention that they knew this young man, even the clothes they were wearing were daunting, and they didn't dare to make any changes.
"Liu Yishou..." Zhao Shilang from the Ministry of Punishment looked at him with a gloomy expression, and squeezed out a few words through his teeth.