Daming's Bizarre Story: Painted Skin

Hengsheng thought about it carefully and said, "I have said everything I can say."

Jiuru said: "Let me tell you, Yinniang dressed up and ran to the alley to block you, but she met another person she didn't expect, this person made her nervous, so she clenched her fist , Fingernails left fingerprints on the palm, because of nervousness, stepped on the dress in front of him, staggered a bit when he entered the alley, reached out to support the wall, and left a scratch on his right wrist. If You have been at the scene, so you should know that Yinniang almost fell."

Hengsheng said: "So that's what happened, I just didn't think it had anything to do with the case, so I didn't say anything about it."

"really?"

Heng Changchang sighed: "That's right, I remembered, Yinniang was very angry, clenched her hands into fists, accidentally stepped on the corner of her clothes, and almost fell, she did support the wall at that time, the scratches may be That’s when it was left.”

Jiu Ru said indifferently: "It's true that Yinniang's palm has fingernail marks, but her right wrist is not scratched, that's what I said casually."

Hengsheng's face turned earthy gray.

Zhaoran raised his head. Looking from the side, Jiuru's eyelashes are very long, and his ink is like a crow's wing. He has a solemn expression, quite impartial and strict. A sentence suddenly popped up in Zhaoran's mind, Feng Meiren is quite eloquent, the empress's mouth It's pretty good without preaching...

He was taken aback, knowing that this was definitely not what he was thinking now, but a lightly looking thought that he didn't know when to stay.

He quickly straightened his face, with the expression that I was concentrating on listening to what my husband said. When Jiu Ru said a word, he nodded, like pounding onions, and kept taking a deep breath, expressing his feelings for Jiu Ru's deduction. Admiration.

It is obvious that this person is a bit like a prodigal son, with too much emotion, and his words and deeds are inevitably a little exaggerated, as if this person is deeply in his heart, but in fact, his thoughts are as if they are off the line, and often others have not caught up with a single thought. He had already climbed the wall to watch other plays.

Jiu Ru raised his hand and flicked his forehead to stop his flamboyant flattery.

Then Jiuru continued: "So you were not there from the beginning, but you heard Yinniang's scream, and then you walked into the end of the alley. You had to wait until he left before rushing in. That's why you can clearly remember the front and back positions of those hands, but you can't remember Yinniang's eyes, because you tried to pull away the hands that trapped Yinniang, and Yinniang You should have already fainted. You are not the one who strangled Yinniang, you are just a bystander."

Hengsheng shook his head and said still: "I did kill the person!"

"If you killed someone, Yinniang's hands should not be the most impressive thing to you, but her feet, because kicking is much harder than slapping hands! Right, sir?" Zhao Ran rubbed her forehead flatteringly. Ask Jiuru.

Jiu Ru nodded: "The two shoes of Yinniang fell off when she died, it should be caused by the struggle before she died."

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The county magistrate did not expect so many questions to be asked in what seemed to be a simple case, and he couldn't help but feel a little ache in his brain: "Hangsheng, if you don't take it seriously, call me!"

The yamen servant asked, "How much!"

"thirty!"

After a meal, Hengsheng gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "I killed it."

The county magistrate couldn't get off his horse, and all his anger was vented on him, and he said, "Another thirty!"

Sixty sticks down, Heng Sheng was covered in blood, and passed out.

Zhao Ran couldn't help but said: "Master Xian, Yinniang's younger brother Zhuzi once said that Yinniang asked him to wait for a pair of embroidered shoes with pearls on the day she died, and said that those embroidered shoes were given to her by Miss Meng. Yinniang went out because she didn't wait for the pair of embroidered shoes, or is this pair of embroidered shoes an important clue?"

The head of the county magistrate is as big as two, and Meng Shan is full of peaches and plums. I don't know how many prominent dignitaries are his disciples. How can Miss Meng be summoned for questioning casually?But he didn't expect Hengsheng to be so stubborn, and he was afraid that he would really beat him to death, so he slapped the gavel and retreated first, and then politely Fuchun said to Jiuru: "Miss Meng is a lady, it is not convenient to show her face in public, After I discuss it with the head of the mountain, I will go to the trial, how about you."

"Alright." Jiuru nodded.

Jiu Ru came out holding Zhao Ran's hand, and saw a young man walking towards them from a distance. He was dressed in white and his body was like green bamboo. He walked up to him and bowed slightly: "Sir, how is the trial going?"

If not Shen Fangji, who else?Even though Zhao Ran was jealous, he had to admit that Shen Fangji was a very attractive person.

Jiu Rudao: "Hengsheng's confession is quite suspicious. It doesn't look like a murderer, but rather like a scapegoat."

Jiuru actually answered Shen Fangji in detail, Zhaoran couldn't help feeling a little sour.

"Sir, do you want to continue listening?" Shen Fangji asked after a moment of silence. If it is finally confirmed that the real murderer of this case is someone from the Meng family, it will probably become a sensation in the world.

Zhao Ran made a face at him and said, "Do you want Mr. to be a turtle like you?"

Shen Fangji did not get angry with him, but said calmly: "Although Mr. is known as a little saint, he is just a teacher in the academy. The Meng Mansion is not only the head of the academy, but also a famous local family. Mr. is just alone. If one person gets involved in a dispute, he doesn't even have the ability to protect himself. It's better to take a step back and watch it quietly. If there is any bias in the trial of the Yamen, you can write to Xuezhengdao and ask the court to come to the trial again. The identity of Monsanto It's no small matter, the matter has come to such a great extent, it will definitely come to light."

Zhao Ran is not worried at all, Jiuru will stand on the National Teacher Pagoda in 20 years, and be honored as a Buddha, what is the Meng Mansion.

"Sir!" He was afraid that Jiu Ru would be persuaded by Shen Fangji, so he quickly took Jiu Ru's hand.

Jiuru just nodded and said, "I see."

Shen Fang stopped at the end of his silence, and accompanied Jiuru back to the college, only talking about academic matters on the way.

Seeing that their teachers and students complement each other, that heart seems to be thrown into a frying pan, fried to a crunchy inside and out, and will shatter into scum when touched.

Jiuru stepped into the courtyard, dawdled deliberately for a while, and then said to Shen Fangji in a smug manner: "Put away your little tricks, don't try to turn Mr. into someone like you!"

Shen Fangji looked at him for a while before saying: "It's really naive. You will kill Mr. sooner or later."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Zhao Ran to reply, he just turned around and left.Zhao Ran was so angry that he was an old ghost who had only lived for a few lifetimes. He was pointed at his nose and scolded as childish. This was the first time since he climbed out of the coffin. If his legs weren't short, he really wanted to run up and kick Shen Fang Silent two feet.

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After his anger passed, he felt a little uneasy again, wondering if Jiu Ru would also think that Shen Fangji's words made sense.

In some respects, Shen Fangji's words are not without reason.

He crossed the yard, looked around at the door of Jiuru's room, and coughed with fists.

"Caught cold?" Jiu Ru got up and said, "I'll pour you a bowl of hot water."

Zhao Ran had no choice but to wait for Jiu Ru to pour a bowl of hot water to come over, and said: "Sir, I just thought about it carefully, what A Xian just said, although a philistine, seems to have a little bit of truth."

He sat on the stool, his feet couldn't touch the ground, pretending to be old and a little pretentious, he couldn't help feeling annoyed.

But Jiu Ru suddenly raised his slender fingers, and gently rubbed his hair: "Zhao Xian, some words are very reasonable, but our hearts can't respond, so don't listen."

Zhaoran jumped down from the stool and hugged Jiuru's waist: "Sir!"

He hugged Jiuru's thin waist, thinking of the body in the clothes, his heart was shaking, Jiuru patted the back of his head lightly: "Since you are not sick, then go and write the big-character sticker on it and write ten words on it." Zhang it."

Clearly fluctuating from joy to sorrow, sitting on the stool and biting the tip of his pen, he thought to himself, it seems that he must hurry up and get a bigger body.

He glanced at Jiu Ru, who was seriously reading a book next to him, and thought in his heart that if he magnified it a little, would Jiu Ru still let him hug and touch casually?

Thinking about it this way, the whole heart is like fifteen buckets fetching water, ups and downs.

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Considering the face of the Meng Mansion, the county magistrate tried the case again, and the place was placed in the Meng Mansion.

The first ones to talk back and forth were Steward Jiang, who was in charge of the outer courtyard, and Nanny Li, the discipline officer in Miss Meng's courtyard.

Steward Jiang looked shrewd and capable, but behind him was a well-maintained nanny. The two saluted the county magistrate first, and then bowed to Jiuru. Steward Jiang glanced at him and stood beside Jiuru. Obviously.

The county magistrate sat at the head and waved his hands: "Tell me everything you know about Hengsheng and Yinniang."

Steward Jiang was the first to say: "Our family is a scholarly family. Masters, young masters and young ladies are all people who love to read. Because Hengsheng can read a few words, he has been in charge of purchasing books. That is, last month, I hinted to Hengsheng that I wanted to take him in as my son-in-law. He was a little hesitant at the time, and I was still very angry, but after a few days, he came over and said to me that he was willing to be my son-in-law as a way of showing Sincerely, he also took a pair of Dongzhu as a gift for my little girl."

As he spoke, he took out a white cloth handkerchief from his bosom, opened it and presented it to the hall, stood on tiptoe and took a look, it was indeed a pearl the size of a pair of little fingers.

After he finished speaking, Nanny Li continued unhurriedly: "The other day when we were talking about this matter with the lady in the house, suddenly there was a sound of breaking dishes outside, so we went out to have a look and saw that it was hidden. Mother, we also reprimanded her a few words."

The county magistrate asked, "Then have you ever heard that your lady gave Yu Yinniang a beaded embroidered shoe?"

Nanny Li smiled silently: "Yinniang is just a rough girl in my lady's yard, how could the lady reward her with such expensive shoes, he must have heard that Hengsheng wanted to give this pair of pearls Doing a dowry to Steward Jiang is threatening to force him to take back the pair of pearls."

The county magistrate breathed a sigh of relief, but the skinny little skeleton said again: "Sir, this pair of pearls should be very expensive, right?"

Jiuru nodded: "These pair of pearls are south pearls, the color and size are about five taels of gold."

Zhao Ran stared and said, "Then can you buy a few Hengsheng?"

The county magistrate frowned and asked Hengsheng, "Hengsheng, let me tell you the truth, where did you get this pair of pearls?"

Hengsheng's stick injury was not healed, so he looked very haggard, his lips were dry, he swallowed his saliva and said: "This is what the young master rewarded me. I used to be the young master's book boy, and when I left later, the young master rewarded me with these pair of pearls." Gave it to me."

The county magistrate said helplessly, "Let Mr. Meng come in and have a word."