Red makeup Chitose

Chapter 97
The two entered the impoverished house, and saw Yan Shen on the couch, his face like gold paper, his breath like gossamer, exuding a dead air of decay from his whole body, they knew that time was numbered.

"Is it really hopeless?" Jin Mingwei thought for a while and asked.

"They mixed gold juice into the water... Heh, even if they let me go, I will die..." Yan Shen struggled to open his eyelids, "...Miss Jin is the only one who came to visit me. "

"No, I'm just here to see with my own eyes how you died in the end... Did any of the 43 children die so badly?" Jin Mingwei said with a cold expression, "Otherwise, it won't be enough to relieve hatred."

"You really still hate me about Lu Xingshan." Yan Shenshou was not surprised, and said in a gentle voice, "You lift up the curtain next to it, that's my study, see if there are any books you're interested in, whether I'll bring them with you or not." If you don’t want to take it with you, you can pick a few and leave.”

"Book?" Jin Ming was stunned for a moment, looking around, the room is not big, the so-called study room is actually in the same place, but divided into several rooms separated by curtains.

"Sister, I want to pick up some scripts to go back and read." Dong Lin asked Jin Mingwei cautiously, "...is that okay?"

Jin Mingwei was not interested at first, but when he turned his head and saw the boy's blinking brown eyes, he nodded desperately: "Okay, okay, pick your pick."

"Hmm!" Dong Lin ran over and lifted the curtain, the simple bookshelf was full of books, Jin Ming glanced over from the corner of his eye, and hesitated slightly, was there something caught between the pages?
It is a stone flow yellow used by a large number of moths.

There is nothing wrong with this, but the point is, a lot.

Isn't it true that the bookstores in ordinary people's homes are filled with rare books and need a lot of anti-moth things?

"Dong Lin, don't touch it!" Jin Mingwei rushed over, his first reaction was to pull Dong Lin behind him, then he opened one of the scrolls vigilantly, and after a cursory look, his expression changed.

She hastily flipped through several books one after another, her face becoming more and more horrified, each book contained a dossier, she didn't finish all the dossiers, but she could guess that these dossiers were the protagonists of the study.

It is not an ordinary book, but a dossier with a lot of background, so an unusually large amount of Shiliu Huang was used.

"It's all case files." Jin Mingwei turned to look at Yan Shenshou, his eyes narrowed slightly, "...Why is this kind of thing in the hands of a commoner like you?"

"I used to do a job similar to Xu Qi's." Yan Shenshou didn't hide anything, as if chatting with an old friend, he said it casually.

Jin Ming sneered slightly: "Even if you are the former prison censor, the case files should be kept in Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Justice. How can you keep them in your hands?"

"Because they are not recognized." The bleakness flashed across the bottom of Yan Shen's eyes, and he pulled the corner of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, "The dossiers saved on it are the truth they want, and the real truth will be with me soon. Take it to the grave."

Jin Mingwei's heart skipped a beat: "What do you mean?"

"I remember that there was a case of cheating in the imperial examination. A student named Shan En studied hard for ten years, and his fingertips were covered with calluses from holding a pen. In the end, he failed the imperial examination. Another student, who had someone in the department at home, told the examiner that he should take Shan En's place and become an official in the imperial court, which was extremely beautiful. However, Shan En had to go back to his hometown in the countryside to help the family feed the pigs because he failed the exam. , herding sheep, mowing grass, fingertips covered in cow dung, I can no longer hold a pen." Yan Shen's voice trembled.

Jin Ming said coldly: "Since you were ordered to investigate the case, after you find out the truth, what then?"

"I defended Shang En, but that student's family is very powerful in the officialdom. In the end, I saw them write on the file: Shang En was born in the common people, and his family is a farmer. How can he read various schools of thought and be righteous tomorrow? The test is to buy the questions in advance, so it is on the gold list. This child has a bad mind and will never be eligible to take the exam again...Then this file was kept in Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment, and became the truth announced to the world."

Yan Shen pointed to the study room: "So my file, which says that Shan En was ranked by others, has become waste paper...you should look for it, and it should be placed on the first shelf."

Jin Mingwei found the dossier, opened it and looked at it, just as Yan Shenshou said, the truth of crying blood every word was stamped by Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment: No.

It is a seal indicating that the penalty system of Wu State has not been passed.

The bright red seal symbolizes the authority and majesty of the law, but in the eyes of Shan En and his family, it is not as good as the paw print of a rat in the sewer.

The feet of animals can be cleaned by washing, but some people's hearts cannot be washed clean.

"What about Shan En?" Jin Mingwei's fingertips gripping the file slightly turned white, and she asked in a deep voice.

"Later, he was rehabilitated and resumed his reference qualifications. Because he was wronged back then, his admission qualifications were relaxed and he was awarded Jinshi B-class..."

Yan Shenshou smiled miserably: "But do you know how he was rehabilitated? It wasn't by me, not by anyone, but by the student who had topped him when he became an official, and his colleagues exposed it. , the horse that pulled him off..."

"That is to say, even if God opened his eyes, what he opened was not the belated justice, but the struggle in the officialdom." Jin Ming smiled mockingly.

"This unjust case is the first one I've experienced, but it's not the last one. If you count the files on the bookshelf, there should be exactly 150...cough..." Yan Shen took a deep breath, his terminally ill body clearly Unable to bear him talking so much, it became more and more difficult.

Jin Mingwei hurried over to support him, and saw that even though his whole body was bandaged, the pus from the wound kept flowing out, and he was exhausted.

"Take a break, don't force yourself to say it." Jin Mingwei couldn't help persuading.

Yan Shenshou shook his head stubbornly, and continued: "...I have taken over a total of 180 cases...of which 150 are unjust and wrong...150 truths, I will forever take them to the grave."

After saying that, God Yan's hand seemed to be exhausted, his head drooped, and there was a long silence.

Jin Mingwei leaned on the broken table and sat down without speaking, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Now that she knows these truths, does she need to seek justice for them?But for things that have already been concluded, can she, an ordinary person, let Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Justice overturn the case?
Besides, even if the case can be overturned, the damage has already been done. For example, Shan En, who failed the exam and returned to his hometown in the countryside, helped the family feed pigs, herd sheep, and mow grass. Can time be turned back because of overturning the case?
Jin Mingwei felt a great sense of powerlessness, because as a common man, unarmed powerlessness is also delayed justice, sometimes it is not called powerlessness of justice.

She looked at the 150 truths in front of her, and she could only watch them being taken to the grave and sealed forever. Not every victim can be as lucky as Sean, and there are many more victims, perhaps still alive today. Struggling where you can't see.

It was a more hopeless sense of powerlessness.

　Go into the pit according to the fate, and there is a fate to gather and part.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)