There was silence all around.
Even the farmers who came to make trouble kept silent, all looked at the magistrate and waited for the magistrate to speak.
The county magistrate asked again: "Who is making noise?"
Still no one came forward.
Xu Zhen looked around, feeling a little guilty.
Because it was she who spoke.
She saw that the little girl who was restrained looked a little like a little beggar, and the county magistrate talked about flogging and fines, and suddenly thought of what happened when she and the little beggar met for the first time.
Flogging is whipping with a rattan whip, which is considered third-class punishment in Daqing. The fine is more serious. In addition to the money compensation to the complainant, the prosecution fee must also be paid.
If the money cannot be paid, other corporal punishments will definitely be added.
And this little girl, no matter how you look at it, did nothing wrong.
Since you didn't make a mistake, why should you be punished? It's so unfair.
Xu Zhen thought, a good person will stick to the end.
Not only can I be worthy of my conscience, but also get some merit points.
She was about to step out to help the little girl, but before she went out, she raised her eyes and took another look at the little girl.
Seeing the defendant, the little girl had thin shoulders and a straight back, like a wall made of reinforced concrete, and was nearly half shorter than the tall and strong woman beside her. The little girl turned her face slightly, revealing the scarred corners of her eyes...
Disordered scars?
Xu Zhen was startled, and took a few steps forward to take a closer look, and was extremely shocked to find that the little girl was none other than a beggar!
Was it really a little beggar?
Why was the little beggar caught again? Is this guy still a villain?
And if this is the case, do you want to stand up
Xu Zhen was confused.
If he went out, he would have to entangle with the little beggar again, and this kind of good deed to save the little beggar would definitely make the little beggar feel good about him.
And the last thing she wants now is the little guy's favor.
But if you don't stand up, that little beggar will be beaten!
Although she doesn't want to have too much interaction with the little beggar, it doesn't mean that she can watch the little beggar get hurt.
Xu Zhen hesitated and frowned.
The county magistrate over there asked again: "Why doesn't the questioner come forward, but the teacher of Qinglong Mountain?"
How do you know that you are Mr. Qinglongshan
Xu Zhen was taken aback. She didn't expect that the county magistrate already knew her identity just by shouting casually.
Going on, I'm afraid I can say my name.
She didn't want to expose herself, thought for a moment, and thought of the common methods used in costume dramas, so she knelt down on the ground and grabbed some soil to smear her forehead and cheeks black.
In this way, I won't be afraid that the little beggar will recognize me!
She walked out confidently.
The magistrate asked, "What's your name?"
Xu Zhen suppressed her throat just as she was about to make up a name, when she opened her mouth, the sand on her face fell into her mouth.
Xu Zhen hurriedly knelt down and wiped her mouth.
The county magistrate looked at the dark face, frowned and thought to himself: No matter how poor Qinglongshan Academy is, it shouldn't find a fool as a teacher.
He was too lazy to wait for Xu Zhen, and asked directly: "What do you think is wrong with my judgment?"
Xu Zhen stood up after finishing the sand, and said casually: "Isn't this obvious? How could a little girl have the strength to hurt a woman who is almost half her height?"
The county magistrate snickered: Of course he knows about this kind of thing!
But he took the money.
And if one punch doesn't hurt, don't many punches still hurt? How dare this person put forward such a theory that is so easy to refute.
Qinglongshan Academy is in a state of desolation, and the master inside is just as he imagined, useless.
The county magistrate was dressed in a blue brocade suit, and handled cases in the open air, taking the ground as his hall, sitting on a ladder by the side of the road, with the county magistrate standing behind him, and two lieutenants beside him.
He touched the jade in his hand, leaned against the stone pillar, and said loudly: "Why not, if someone has seen it with his own eyes, it can still be fake?"
Xu Zhen asked, "Who saw it with their own eyes?"
The county magistrate looked around, raised his chin, and motioned for the magistrate to come forward.
The county magistrate got the instructions, stepped forward and said, "It's me."
The matter of beating people has no basis in the first place, and it is very convenient to make up.
Xu Zhen asked the county magistrate how, where and what he saw.
The county magistrate directly made up a set, saying that he was walking on the road just now, and he was looking around in a bored manner. He didn't expect to see the woman and the little beggar passing by the path in the woods, and the little beggar suddenly became violent. , punched the woman several times, even bleeding out.
He paints wonderfully.
Xu Zhen asked him the exact location, so he walked over, found a lieutenant, and the two of them demonstrated it.
The first punch was in the shoulder, and then several punches in the waist.
Xu Zhen walked over to look at it for a while, and then asked, "Is this really the way you beat it?"
The county magistrate said, "That's right!"
Xu Zhen asked: "Was hit on the waist?"
The county magistrate said confidently: "That's right!"
Xu Zhen asked, "Have you checked the wound?"
The county magistrate glared and said, "Naturally, it will be checked! Otherwise, how will the case be judged?"
Xu Zhen asked, "What kind of wound is it? Can you let me see it too."
"No!" The magistrate shook his head and refused, "This is an inappropriate thing, it hurts people to see it once, how can it be seen again."
Xu Zhen had no choice but to give up and asked another question: "What does the wound look like?"
The county magistrate stretched out his hand to signal: "The four joint marks have been beaten blue!"
Xu Zhen asked: "Only blue ones, no other colors?"
The county magistrate was stunned, what color could the wound from the violent beating be, other than blue
He didn't think there was a problem with this description, so he said, "It's blue."
Xu Zhen said "oh".
The county magistrate sitting above was also very accommodating and didn't stop her. Seeing that Xu Zhen didn't ask any more questions, he thought that this person had only so little ability, so he couldn't think of a countermeasure and planned to give up.
So he raised his hand to read the guilt again.
Xu Zhen said suddenly: "That's really strange. The bruise usually turns green after six to eight hours, but you saw it during the day, and now the woman's wound has turned green, which means that since you met this woman It's been a long time, you and the county magistrate, have you been sitting here for so long?"
Of course it didn't take that long!
After the county magistrate understood what Xu Zhen said, his face immediately changed. He had previously judged cases by locking people up in the team for a day or two before interrogation. He couldn't see the process of the wound changing color, so he only vaguely knew that it would change color. I don't know exactly.
But since he didn't know, how did this lady know
The county magistrate felt that this person was making it up, and asked disdainfully: "How long does it take for the wound to change color, how do you know?"
Xu Zhen thought of how many students she had just now had been beaten for asking about the farmer.
She beckoned to pull a few people out, raised their sleeves, and showed the county magistrate: "Look at these few, it's less than two hours old."
The wounds on the arms of those students were slightly blue, but the overall color was still purple and yellow.
If it was just one person like this, the county magistrate would dare to refute, but with several people like this, he suddenly had nothing to say. I can only change my words again and again: "I remember wrongly, it is purple, purple."
Xu Zhen said: "There is another place that is also very strange."
The county magistrate was so frightened that his brow was sweating, he wanted Xu Zhen to shut his mouth, but there were so many farmers around that he couldn't do that, so he could only bite the bullet and ask, "What else?"
Xu Zhen said: "This girl is only as tall as the woman's waist, but you said that her first punch was on the shoulder, and all the subsequent punches were on the waist. Is it too difficult to raise her hand to hit someone like this?"
She raised her hand above her head and gestured.
The county magistrate made up the book casually. Seeing that Xu Zhen was just a disgraced gentleman who came from a down-and-out academy, he thought that there were at most two mediocre remarks, but he never thought that this person had such a meticulous observation.
He didn't know how to answer this question at all, he could only stare anxiously.
The county magistrate was also anxious, kicked him, and pretended to say: "Say! What did you see?"
The county magistrate and the county magistrate have cooperated for many days, and they have a tacit understanding. Hearing this, he immediately said: "It's the leg, the leg, I have a bad memory, and I always remember wrongly!"
Xu Zhen was shocked by how shameless the county magistrate was.
She said a few more words, but the county magistrate had reached this point, so he didn't say anything more, just said that he saw it with his own eyes.
So seeing is believing, this little beggar beat someone.
The woman was also very sensible, she lifted her skirt, and she didn't know when she turned her calf red for everyone to see.
Everyone turned their backs one after another, sighing endlessly.
A farmer whispered beside him: "This teacher is different. He speaks clearly and logically. It's a pity."
"It's a pity that I still can't beat the county magistrate."
"What kind of character is the county magistrate? He has studied Confucianism and memorized laws. Of course, he is not comparable to a mere academy gentleman."
The crowd discussed lively for a long time.
The county magistrate sitting in the middle waited for a while, and asked Xu Zhen, "Do you have anything else to say?"
After Xu Zhen thought for a while, she smiled and said, "Indeed there are."
The county magistrate asked, "What do you want to say?"
Xu Zhen picked up a white stone from the ground.
The county magistrate thought that Xu Zhen was going to hit someone, so he stepped back several steps and asked, "What are you doing?"
Xu Zhen didn't intend to hit him, but just raised a stone and asked, "What color do you think this stone is?"
The county magistrate took a few glances and was sure there was no mystery here, so he boldly said: "White."
Xu Zhen walked over and said, "Touch this stone, how does it feel?"
The county magistrate said: "It's hard, it's cold."
Xu Zhen asked curiously: "Can you feel the whiteness?"
The county magistrate scolded: "How can you touch it? How can you touch the color? Are you a fool!"
Xu Zhen smiled and said, "That's right."
The county magistrate didn't know, so: "Right? What's right?"
Xu Zhen said: "When you look at it, you can only see that the stone is white, but you can't see that it is hard. When you touch it, you can only feel that the stone is hard, but you can't feel that it is white." .So the firmness and whiteness of the stone are independent entities, and there is no necessary connection."
This is the Lijianbai argument created by the famous Gongsun Long, which is used to argue that different characteristics of the same thing are separated and do not coexist.
When the county magistrate and county magistrate heard this, they finally understood what Xu Zhen wanted to express. The county magistrate hurriedly stopped her, but Xu Zhen had already started talking.
"So seeing may not be believing. The same reason can be deduced. Is there any connection between the little beggar beating someone you saw and the wound on the woman's body?"
The county magistrate scolded: "Sophistry! Sophistry!"
Xu Zhen took out the stone and said, "You just admitted it yourself, you can see the white, but you can't see the firmness, you can feel the firmness, but you can't feel the whiteness."
The county magistrate continued to scold: "A famous trick!"
He really couldn't say it, so he ran over to discuss it with the county magistrate, and both of them were very embarrassed.
At first I thought he was just a gentleman from a down-and-out academy, but he turned out to be a sophist!
In this world, when it comes to debates and lawsuits, if famous experts say that they are second, no one dares to be the first.
Although the county magistrate really hated Hu people and wished to smash all Hu people to ashes, it would be a waste of time to argue with famous people, and it would easily embarrass himself, which was not worthwhile.
In the end, the two decided not to care about it.
Let Wei go to the farmer to find the quarreling aunt and daughter-in-law, and start judging the land.
The woman and the little beggar were dismissed.
"It just broke up like this?" The woman who was trying to entrap the little beggar widened her eyes in disbelief. After kneeling for a long time, she learned that she hadn't got anything and even paid money, and cursed angrily, "County magistrate, my lord!" ! How can this matter be over like this?? It hasn’t been judged yet!”
The county magistrate asked Wei to drive the woman away.
The woman couldn't believe it even more when she was dragged, and continued to scold: "County magistrate! County magistrate!" She was about to say that she had given the money, but she was immediately covered by the captain and dragged away. Received two sticks.
When the people around saw this, their expressions were shocked, and they looked at Xu Zhen with extremely enthusiastic eyes.
In the past, the county magistrate was famous for being eloquent, able to tell the living into the dead, and the dead into the living, but this time, the county magistrate actually took the initiative to confess
This female gentleman seems to be really not simple.
Everyone came forward to praise her, saying that Xu Zhen didn't look amazing, but she was actually more powerful than the great Confucian who passed by here occasionally.
Xu Zhen hurriedly evaded, "How can I compare with the Great Confucianism?"
After coping with it for a while, she withdrew from the crowd and breathed a sigh of relief when she stepped aside. Seeing that it was getting late, she let the students go back by themselves.
Ge Xi'er ran over and asked, "Mr. said just now, but is it the famous Li Jianbai theory?"
Xu Zhen was standing on the steps, trying to find where the little beggar had gone, but she couldn't find it.
When she heard Ge Xier's question, she replied: "That's it."
Ge Xier's eyes lit up: "Sir, you are really not an ordinary person. I thought learning Confucianism, Mohism and Taoism was enough, but I didn't expect you to memorize the content of famous scholars."
Xu Zhen laughed without boasting.
She jumped down from the steps and asked, "What do you think of the county magistrate's judgment today?"
Ge Xier shook her head: "This county magistrate doesn't seem to be a good official."
Xu Zhen asked, "If you were in this situation today, what would you do?"
Ge Xi'er said: "You must be like Mr., who can clearly see the last minute."
Xu Zhen thought this student was stubborn before, but she didn't expect to be so ruthless in boasting about him.
If this skill is put in the officialdom, it must be a character.
Xu Zhen sighed deeply, and chatted with Ge Xier a few more words, seeing that most of the setting sun had sunk into the hillside, and the peripheral vision was dim, and it was almost impossible to see people's faces, so she hurriedly let Ge Xier go home.
The sound of birds singing above her head, and the hot wind blowing at night made Xu Zhen's face swell, she pressed the back of her hand to her cheek, and searched around again unwillingly, but still did not see the little beggar.
Xu Zhen thought, little white-eyed wolf, I saved you, and you didn't come to thank me.
She also thought, although this person is a villain, and she is cannon fodder who might be hacked to death, but at present, they shouldn't have any intersection at all, but they hit each other as passing passengers, passing through the breeze.
Xu Zhen lowered her eyebrows slightly, and silently walked back on the path.
Try hard to restrain yourself, stop thinking about that little white-eyed wolf villain.
However, after walking a few steps, her eyes suddenly went dark, as if something was caught on her head, Xu Zhen froze for a moment, and quickly resisted, and then, a huge blow came from the back of her neck, causing her to quickly Lost consciousness.