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Chapter 403
Chapter 403

Wu Zuo soon came over, and Zhao Tongzhi also came with him. Although Master Yao, the chief envoy, is still in charge of the Suzhou government office, such an ordinary murder case is not qualified for Master Yao to try in person.

"Caomin Niujiao village chief Ma Dongshan pays respects to the lord." Ma Cunzheng knelt down, followed by dozens of villagers with a plop, all bowing their heads, suppressing the uneasiness and fear in their hearts. After all, it was them Calculate first, there is no reason not to be afraid of seeing the official.

Master Chen had dared to get close to Hu Bu with a headgear before, but now he saw the majestic and rigid Zhao Tongzhi in official uniform, and he shivered in fright, and immediately knelt down to salute after recovering.

"Students greet you." Zhan Feiyu also saluted.

Zhao Tongzhi is old-fashioned and serious, with a stern face all the year round, not to mention the officials in the Yamen, even Zhao Yi's son is afraid of him.

But at this moment, Zhao Tongzhi rarely gave Zhan Feiyu a good look, "There's no need to be polite, catch the head, what's going on?"

Hu Butou, who already knew the whole story, immediately stepped forward and explained the matter in detail.

Although Hu Butou only asked the villagers of Niujiao Village just now, after all, after all these years of being a Butou, his eyesight is not bad. Tell Zhao Tongzhi the truth.

"Did the old lady Liu die by hitting the shaft of a car?" Zhao Tongzhi nodded knowingly, and then looked at the assistant who was doing the autopsy, "Is there any result?"

"Responding to your lord's words..." Wu Zuo hurriedly wiped his hands and stood up to answer.

There was no doubt about this case. After all, Mrs. Liu was old, and she slammed into the shaft of the carriage forcefully. The loss of blood would not have caused immediate death. I judged that Mrs. Liu's real cause of death was immediate death caused by intracranial hemorrhage.

Zhan Feiyu couldn't help being startled when he heard this, only to find that there was a little white saliva on the corner of Liu's mouth, and the lips were bitten by teeth. The collision caused intracerebral hemorrhage, which led to his death.

Zhao Tongzhi glanced at the corpse, and then at the villagers of Niujiao Village who were kneeling on the ground, "Liu's son stepped forward to answer."

The middle-aged man who had been kneeling on the ground trembled for a moment, but he didn't dare to disobey Zhao Tongzhi's order. He stood up and walked to the front, suppressing his panic, and knelt down again with a plop, "Grassman Liu Dazhuang."

"Liu Dazhuang, did your mother have headache symptoms during her lifetime?" Zhao Tongzhi asked in a deep voice. Before Zhang Zhifu died, Pang Tongzhi was usually in charge of criminal and prison cases in the Suzhou government.

Zhao Tongzhi is old-fashioned and doesn't know how to adapt, and he is not valued by Zhang Zhifu, so he is in charge of water conservancy and household registration, which are trivial and useless affairs.

However, Zhao Tongzhi is serious about his work, and some cases need to be tried jointly by him as a fellow judge, but Zhao Tongzhi will read all the files one by one, so Zhao Tongzhi knows how to ask the case when Wu Zuo tells the real cause of Liu's death.

Liu Dazhuang nodded straightly, "Caomin's mother fell the year before last and hit the back of her head on a stone. She was often dizzy, and sometimes she couldn't speak fluently. I also saw a doctor and said it was a common problem of old age."

Liu Dazhuang was widowed in his early years and had only one son, Liu Dazhuang. Fortunately, his wife would give birth, but he had five or six grandchildren, half of whom lived in poverty. This also made Liu Dazhuang's family the poorest in Niujiao Village, and only Liu Dazhuang had a lot of strength. one person.

If Mr. Chen really collected [-]% of the rent, Liu Dazhuang's family would definitely starve to death. This is also the real reason why Liu wanted to die. If he died, the family would be less burdened, and maybe he could even pay a sum of money.

The most important thing is that if Zhan Feiyu really buys this field with a soft heart, everyone in Niujiao Village will accept Liu's favor. In the future, Liu Dazhuang will not worry about not having a brother to help him.

Zhao Tongzhi then questioned several women, including those on Mr. Chen's side. The facts of the case have been clarified. Mrs. Liu is seeking death and even suspected of blackmail. It's fine if Zhan Feiyu doesn't pursue it. I have to be dragged down to play a few boards, after all, Zhan Feiyu is also a scholar with a reputation.

Zhao Tongzhi signaled Zhan Feiyu to go not far away, and then asked in a deep voice: "Mr. Liu was also forced by life to make a mistake. Now that she is dead, Miss Zhan is willing to make big things smaller?"

Mr. Chen is still kneeling on the ground. He was simply angered by Zhao Tongzhi. The old-fashioned and honest Zhao Tongzhi hates such a rich and unkind rich family as Mr. Chen. After all, Mr. Chen forced Liu's death.

Wiping off the cold sweat on his forehead, Mr. Chen looked up at Zhao Tongzhi and Zhan Feiyu who were not far away, and then said to Hu Butou pleadingly: "Mr. The old woman couldn't think about it and killed herself, it has nothing to do with the grass people."

Zhao Tongzhi was kind to Zhan Feiyu and kind to the villagers of Niujiao Village, but Mr. Chen felt full of malice, and his legs trembled from fright.

Hu Butou naturally knew what Zhao Tongzhi was doing, and looked coldly at the terrified Mr. Chen, "If you are sensible, you will make up for it. If you dare to collect [-]% of the rent, you are not afraid of causing a few more lives!"

"Caomin don't dare, don't dare anymore!" Master Chen shook his head, expressing his loyalty in a hurry, "Caomin will charge [-]% of the rent, no, [-]%, as before, only [-]% of the rent! Don't ask for any more !"

Hu Butou snorted coldly, he knew this earlier, so why did he do it in the first place!It took a life for nothing.

And Zhan Feiyu at the edge of the field also spoke, "Students understand what adults mean."

The investigation will be pursued. After all, Mrs. Liu is dead, but Zhan Feiyu will not buy this field. The people in Niujiao Village dare to threaten them with death. Zhan Feiyu is not a saint.

Just as Zhao Tongzhi was about to speak, there was the sound of horseshoes on the official road.

In the eyes of everyone, a carriage came galloping. Fortunately, it was on the official road outside the city. If it was inside the city, the speed of the carriage was so fast that it would be dangerous.

"Who is it?" Hu Butou immediately strode over when he saw this, and raised his hand to stop the galloping carriage, but he couldn't help being stunned when he saw the driver of the carriage.

"Huh!" The coachman Hu Hule stopped the carriage, and then jumped off.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and it was the maid Bai Lian who came down first, and it was Mrs. Pang who was helped down by a woman.

Although Pang Tongzhi was imprisoned, Mrs. Pang still had her natal family and her husband's family, and Hu Butou's attitude was still respectful, "Madam is well."

"Hu Butou." Mrs. Pang nodded slightly, with a soft and graceful voice, and then looked at Zhan Feiyu and the others not far away, "I heard that there was a death in my field, so come and have a look."

Mrs. Pang came over, and Zhao Tongzhi and Zhan Feiyu also greeted them. After a short exchange of pleasantries, they got down to business.

"I thought about selling this field, but I didn't think about killing a person. I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me." Mrs. Pang probably thought of Pang Tongzhi, her voice choked up, "Let Ms. Zhan suffered an innocent disaster, please forgive me."

Zhan Feiyu turned sideways to avoid Madam Pang's apology, "Madam is serious."

Mrs. Pang's gentle and beautiful face was apologetic, and she glanced at Liu's body again, "Master Zhao, this is my heart, please pass it on to Mrs. Liu's family."

The maid Bai Lian immediately stepped forward and handed a 100 tael silver note to the little official next to Zhao Tongzhi.

Zhao Tongzhi signaled the little official to accept the bank note, but the conversation changed, and his voice seemed cold and stern, "Madam lives in seclusion, where did you get the news?"

Zhao Tongzhi knew that there was a homicide case, Hu Butou sent people back to the Yamen to report, and Zhan Feiyu was involved, so Zhao Tongzhi rushed over with his people after asking Lord Yao for instructions.

But Mrs. Pang has been in the Pang Mansion, and she is half an hour later than Zhao Tongzhi. The news is well-informed, so it is no wonder that Zhao Tongzhi is suspicious.

Zhan Feiyu stood aside silently. The outside world said that Zhao Tongzhi was rigid and didn't know how to adapt. Now it seems that the rumors are not credible. Zhao Tongzhi has been an official for many years, so he still has the sensitivity he should have.

Mrs. Pang froze for a moment, with a wry smile on her pale face, but she didn't show any resentment or dissatisfaction, "Because I want to sell this field, I let Hu Hu go to the Yamen."

Mr. Chen spread the word that he would charge [-]% of the rent, but in fact the land had not yet been bought. Hu Hu was a small steward of Pang's mansion. Mrs. Pang asked him to go to the yamen to find a small official in charge of the field. I asked Mr. Chen to come over and measure the field, and then went to the Yamen to sign the lease.

Although Pang Tongzhi was imprisoned, after all, he had been an official in the Suzhou government office for many years, and Hu Hu, the manager, was also familiar with the small official of the government office, so he knew that there was a murder case, so he sold it to Hu Hu, Mrs. Pang. Only then did he rush over in a hurry.

Mrs. Pang's words were reasonable, but the veracity was open to question. Zhao Tongzhi didn't bother with this after hearing it, but asked the little official to give the bank note to Liu Dazhuang.

Zhan Feiyu naturally wouldn't say anything, if there was someone behind the scenes, what was the purpose?
(End of this chapter)