Bianjing little doctor

Gou Yuanwai is not young anymore, and his pampered body is very weak, how can he withstand forty boards?
"Master Zhizhou, the old man is the victim and he came to sue. How can you beat me for nothing?"

"Yeah, how can you beat someone for nothing."

A whole bunch of people started roaring.

Gou's family is in Yangzhou Mansion, money is the way to go, go first, and if it doesn't work, all the troublemakers will join the battle, there are very few things that can't be done, even the officials have to be afraid of them, who wants to make trouble with his idle time?
Of course, it was because the Gou family had never met Fu Jiuqu.

Don't eat soft and hard, don't eat oil and salt, it's clearly a steel plate, stunned by your eighteen martial arts skills, when it comes to the end, he only sticks to his own principles...

"Hit!" The gavel was slapped heavily.

Fu Jiuqu looked lazily at the crying Gou family.

"Don't shut up again. The crime will be worse. Fifty boards!"

"55!"

"sixty!"

.When the Gou family roared, he raised the price up to [-] boards. The Gou family saw that he was still ruthless, and there were a few tall and powerful guards with knives standing behind the yamen servants. The appearance is very frightening.

Gou Congxue cast pleading looks at Ge Yong several times, but Ge Yong ignored them. Only then did he realize that this hall is the hall of Lord Zhizhou. If Lord Zhizhou really wants to beat him, no one can help him. Lord Zhizhou's decision It is even more impossible to regress.

The Gou family finally... fell silent.

Master Gou's body bent up, and he lay on the ground trembling.

"Lord Zhizhou, spare, spare, the little old man is already old, and he can't survive the eighty-year-old..."

Fu Jiuqu sneered.

"Dare to go to the court to make trouble, and don't ask in advance who is in this house?"

A pair of sharp eyes glanced at Ge Yong and the master, he scolded Gou Congxue with a straight face, and his attitude became gentle again.

"If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. What is good? I think you are old, and you still follow the [-]th plan. Don't bargain any more. Come and drag it down!"

Gou's family wept bitterly and thanked him one after another.

...At least, leave Master Gou alive.

Xin Yi, who sat behind the curtain and listened to the trial, was almost refreshed.

This Fu Jiuqu can be regarded as playing with human nature.

It was the same forty strikes, no increase or decrease, exactly the same sentencing, from protesting hatred to gratitude, deterring Gou Congxue, and also offering a stick of power in this intricate Yangzhou officialdom.

The altar of the mourning hall outside the gate of the mansion was withdrawn, and the mourning team who invited Chuichuidada and dressed in mourning also dispersed.

When the forty big boards were finished and Gou Congxue was still half alive, Master Zhizhou said kindly:

"Being a father, I love my son's heart, I can understand it myself. Don't worry, if you beat the Dengwen drum and go to the lobby of the yamen, I will definitely give you an explanation..."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and shouted, "Xu Yuzuo!"

Xu Wuzuo went to the hall and cupped his hands, "My lord."

Fu Jiuqu: "Autopsy."

People have been dead for eight years, and there is no body, and there are only a pile of bones in the coffin.However, which father is willing to be disturbed by the opening of the coffin after his son dies?
Naturally, the Gou family refused, crying and refusing immediately, kowtowing and begging.

Fu Jiuqu said with a straight face: "The coffin has been brought here. Doesn't it show that the government is incompetent? Find out the truth and re-examine..."

He glanced at Xu Yuzuo, "Test!"

Xu Wu said: "Yes."

"No... my lord, my lord..."

Gou's family's obstruction became meaningless in the lobby.

The coffin was forcibly opened, and then, under the eyes of everyone, something strange happened.

There are no bones inside, only a bedding that has been corroded by the years so that it is almost colorless.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and there was a cold wind pouring in, and it was very gloomy.

Fu Jiuqu laughed, "It seems that in Yangzhou City, not only people stole money and goods, but also people stole bones... This case needs to be tried seriously by the government."

The Gou family lowered their heads nervously and fearfully.

He admitted it without opening his mouth for another trial.

They opened the grave and lifted the coffin just to make trouble, they didn't want to really lift their son's coffin out of the grave, destroying Feng Shui and luck...

Fu Jiuqu looked at the old and rotten coffin in the hall, and asked in a deep voice:

"Then where did you get this coffin?"

Gou Congxue looked at his nephew, the man almost dropped his head to his chest.

"It was dug over the tomb, it was dug out..."

Fu Jiuqu looked at the empty coffin, "Whose? Where did the body go?"

"No, I don't know, the villain just sent someone to dig it up..."

"Nonsense!" Fu Jiuqu patted the gavel again, "It seems that if you don't send each of you to prison for interrogation, you won't be honest! Someone—"

Before his voice fell, the Gou family knelt down in unison.

They refused to dig their own family's graves, but the new coffins must be very different from the old ones that were unearthed from the grave, and they would be recognized at a glance.

So, they thought of the "doing good deeds and accumulating virtue" that Mr. Gou did in order to "pray for blessings" for his son who was seriously ill and bedridden——

That year, a family of three from a foreign country died in the Yangzhou city firework explosion. Their origins were unknown and they had no family members. Mr. Gou Dashan bought three coffins and buried them in a pine tree not far from the Gou family cemetery. post.

As for why there was no one in the coffin, they couldn't tell...

In the end, Gou Congxue tremblingly said something.

"The place at Songshugang is very dark...could it be, is it haunted?"

It was a farce that ended with a ghost story, which no one expected.

What was even more unexpected was that the incident of fireworks and explosions in the seventh year of Qingli was involved.

Fu Jiuqu coldly scanned the group of people in the hall.

I can't tell which is a human and which is a ghost, so I simply ask.

"Who was responsible for the burial of the corpse?"

Gou Congxue bowed down with his injured body, and stammered, "It's Zhen Bancai from Zhen Ji's coffin shop. The little old man didn't see the family of three who died in vain, but sent someone to send 100 taels of silver to Zhen Ban Just, let him pick three good coffins from the shop, and bury the person..."

At this time, the sky had already dawned, and there were many people listening to the trial outside the lobby.

Fu Jiuqu sat high in the hall, and decided to reveal the mystery of the empty coffin on the spot, and asked someone to pass Zhen Kegong from Zhenji's coffin shop.

This Zhen Kegong is the same Zhen Bancai who rented the shop in Wenjin Bridge to open a shop for Xin Yi.

The ancestors of the Zhen family have been making coffins for generations, and they know their own coffins well.Therefore, even though the coffin boards had been buried deep in the ground for eight years, Zhen Bancai just went up to look at them and recognized them.

"Lord Zhizhou, this is indeed my family's coffin."

Fu Jiuqu asked, "Are you sure?"

Zhen Bancai lowered his head, "Indeed, sure."

Fu Jiuqu smiled lightly, "Okay, then let me ask you. Why are there no bones in this coffin?"

When Zhen Bancai came to the hall, Gou Congxue's family had been taken to the back hall by the yamen servants to wait. It is said that Zhen Bancai was not so clear about what happened...

Unexpectedly, when Fu Jiuqu asked, his expression changed.

"My lord, can you speak alone?"