The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort

The East Street was very lively today, because the magistrate wanted to try a case, saying that the lady who was sent down to Zhuangzi killed the servant girl of Zhuangzi and threw them into the dry well, but the witness was the son of Zhuangzi who was in charge. There are all witnesses and material evidence of this matter, people mostly talk about the murderer's young lady's heart is vicious, I don't know where the maid offended the young lady. It is also said that the young lady lowered her status to treat a maid so caressingly, she would not hesitate to kill her, I don't know which young lady is so arrogant.

Above the yamen, sitting on the most central seat is a middle-aged man with a big belly. He is wearing a lake green embroidered silk robe with brocade patterns. Wearing a jade finger ring inlaid with gold, it is Qian Wanli, the magistrate of this place.

On the left side of the most central seat, the people sitting were not as wealthy as Qian Wanli. On the contrary, the materials of the clothes were extremely simple, even rough, and there was a shabby smell all over their bodies, which was incompatible with this wealthy lobby.

However, Qian Wanli was very respectful to this poorly dressed guest, and he even flattered him. He ordered his subordinates to pour him a cup of hot tea and smiled: My lord, this case, take a look...

Mr. Wang glanced at him, and said calmly: Go for an interrogation, I'll see.

Yes, yes. Qian Wanli quietly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his sweat, then glanced at the people below, and patted the gavel: Bring the prisoner up!

When Jiang Ruan was taken out of the cell by Li Mi, Shufen held her hand anxiously: Is there anything wrong?

Nothing. Jiang Ruan patted her hand: My father is here to pick me up, remember my words, don't worry, everything will be fine soon.

Only then did Shufen let go of her hand, and Li Mi looked at Jiang Ruan with some pity. In fact, it was not Jiang Ruan's father who came to pick her up, and no one pleaded for her. Today is just a trial, and now all the spearheads are pointed at Jiang Ruan, but there is no one who can speak for Jiang Ruan. Even if he wanted to help himself, he was powerless, and as a case handler, he had to avoid suspicion. Li Mi sighed in his heart, only thought that Jiang Ruan was doomed this time, but this crime was committed. Thinking of Jiang Ruan's miserable situation in the future, Li Mi's attitude is much gentler.

Above the court, when Jiang Ruan was brought up, the crowd outside the hall was a little surprised. They thought that the lady who had the guts to kill must be a vicious, vulgar and vulgar shrew. Unexpectedly, it was a beautiful little girl who brought her up, her brows were peaceful and gentle, and there was no trace of terror. People are easy to believe their own eyes, but for a while, they don't believe that Jiang Ruan is the mastermind of the murder.

Qian Wanli was also amazed in his heart, but he didn't expect that the real master was such a delicate little beauty, so it seemed that he didn't care about her. But... He glanced at the person in the seat next to him, coughed, slapped the gavel, and shouted: Bold prisoner, don't kneel down yet!

Jiang Ruan lowered her eyebrows, knelt down quietly, then raised her head, showing a clean and delicate face, and asked suspiciously: I don't know, my lord, what crime did the girl commit?

Her eyebrows and eyes are the same, and her voice is extremely soft and pleasant. For a moment, she looks like a wonderful picture, and her every move makes people involuntarily appreciate it. The tone of the speech was very puzzled, as if he really didn't understand it, and there was an uproar around him again, and gradually there were wavering voices in the initially determined crowd.

Qian Wanli frowned, and slapped the gavel: Silence! The prisoner Jiang Ruan killed the maid Chunying and threw her body into the dry well. There are all witnesses and evidence. Let's see how you deny it! Bring your ID!

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in the eyes of Mr. Wang who was sitting next to him. This kind of trial method is like a trick of torture, without giving anyone a chance to speak, being tough and rude, as if he was in a hurry to charge the prisoner with a crime. Can't wait to convict people.

The witnesses were quickly brought up. Chen Zhao changed into white clothes today and cleaned them up extremely cleanly. He saluted Qian Wanli when he entered the hall.

Qian Wanli asked: Chen Zhao, did you witness Jiang Ruan murder with your own eyes?

Exactly what your lord said. Chen Zhao replied, and glanced at Jiang Ruan: I saw with my own eyes that Miss Jiang killed Chun Ying and dragged her into the well.

There was another discussion in the crowd. With such conclusive evidence, it seems that Jiang Ruan was indeed the one who killed someone.

Jiang Ruan looked up at Chen Zhao: I have a few questions, can you allow me to ask him?

Qian Wanli looked at Mr. Wang at the side, and Mr. Wang waved his hand. Then Qian Wanli said, Ask.

Jiang Ruan smiled slightly: Thank you sir, I want to ask Chen Zhao, did you see me kill someone?

Yes. Chen Zhao said, I was outside the house at the time, and I saw with my own eyes that Miss killed Chun Ying inside the house.

Chen Zhao, let's not talk about how you, a foreigner, can enter my yard at will without notification. Since you saw me killing people, you didn't come in to stop them, but watched me kill people and throw away corpses. Are you helping the evildoers? If I really want to be convicted, should you also be punished?

Chen Zhao was taken aback, and subconsciously said, No, no, she was already dead when I saw it.

Then, Jiang Ruan said lightly, You mean that when you saw Chunying, she was already dead. How and why did she die? Why are you sure that I killed her? You just saw A dead body, didn't see me kill, did it?

Chen Zhao reacted and shook his head immediately: No, only you and her were there at that time, and your actions were killing people.

Qian Wanli clenched the handkerchief nervously, his face was not very good. Only Jiang Ruan said again: Well, even if you saw me kill people, as you said, there was no one around me at the time, but now I am only twelve years old, but Chunying is already eighteen, I am not as tall as Chunying, and I am How did you carry Chunying's body for such a long distance and throw her into the dry well? Can you explain more clearly.

You, you dragged her. Chen Zhao stammered a little, with sweat beading faintly on his forehead.

Lie, Jiang Ruan shook her head: Chen Zhao, maybe you should think about it before you tell a lie. The gap between my body and Chunying's is too big, and I don't have that much strength. Chunying is bigger and stronger than me. Even more agile, how could I stab her heart with a knife?

What knife? She was strangled to death! Chen Zhao roared.

Jiang Ruan glanced at him with a half-smile: Oh, really? Wu Zuo hasn't had an autopsy yet, so how do you know she was strangled to death? Didn't you say that when you saw her, she was already dead?

Chen Zhao was dripping with cold sweat, and Qian Wanli followed suit. The testimony full of loopholes had long been understood by the crowd. Jiang Ruan played with the ends of his hair nonchalantly: My lord, do you want to continue the trial?