Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 68 Jinzhan, Blessing

I have heard of witnesses and evidence, what is a witness cat?
Zhao Guanjia was stunned.

Fu Jiuqu smiled calmly and said, "Officials, although the water ghost case in Zhangjia Village was investigated by the Kaifeng government, but because of the prophecy that Peng Xing was alive, I dare not neglect and have been investigating secretly. Little Zhang fell into the water and died. After his death, he will always be under the supervision of Sichazi in the imperial city..."

Zhao Guan's family probably knew his reason for coming, and snorted: "You came here to exonerate Miss Zhang?"

"A clear lesson from the officials! Xiao Zhang has been plotted against many times. She told the minister early in the morning that someone was going to frame her. The nuxynum tree is poisonous, and Cui You is very likely to be the murderer of Zhangjia Village. Reported to this official, but did not hide it, it was the official who realized the complexity of the case and told her not to speak up, and she cooperated with it if she had to put a long line to catch a big fish..."

Zhao Guanjia was laughed at by him.

During the day, Zhang Yaozhuo brought evidence, saying that Miss Zhang had committed a heinous crime by refusing to report her knowledge. At night, Fu Jiuqu said it was their trick.

"I know that you value love and righteousness, and you are determined to excuse Miss Zhang, but this matter is certain, and she cannot be exonerated. I can't just ignore the evidence of the Kaifeng Mansion just because of your words, and be a partial listener and partial believer. Are you stupid?"

Fu Jiuqu lifted Jinzhan up.

"Officials and humble ministers also have evidence."

"Oh? This cat?" Zhao Zhen still smiled, like treating an ignorant child.

Fu Jiuqu said: "Xiao Zhang kept Weichen's cat at home, reported the cat to the official in front of the whole village, and then notified Weichen to go, creating the illusion that Weichen and her fell out in public, and attracted the murderer. Take the bait, everyone in Zhangjia Village can attest to this..."

He told half-truths about his plan with Xin Yi.

However, when Zhao Guanjia heard this, his face remained unchanged, he rubbed his temples, and frowned even tighter.

"Heavy building."

He pondered for a moment, then pointed to the letter on the desk.

"Come and see."

Fu Jiuqu: "Officials, this is against the rules."

Zhao Guanjia glared at him, "You can just watch if I tell you to."

"Yes." Fu Jiuqu stepped forward to open the letter, his face changed slightly, but he said nothing.

Zhao Guanjia stared at him, and lowered his voice a little, "You are my nephew, the only nephew. I will not harm you... You should stop meddling in this matter, so as not to attract criticism from the courtiers. Shen You are acting perversely, making it difficult for me..."

Fu Jiuqu understands the unfinished meaning in Zhao Guan's words.

"Do the officials think that if the ministers don't do anything, they can stop?"

Zhao Zhen said: "It's the best response for you to keep your voice down. Now that there are many parties in the DPRK and China, it is inevitable that they will confront each other. At this time, if there is any trouble again, it will shake the foundation of the country."

Fu Jiuqu was silent for a moment, then looked up at Zhao Zhen.

"Uncle, it is true that balancing power and stabilizing the government is the foundation of governing the country, but if they continue to form cliques to dominate the government, it will inevitably encourage unhealthy trends and make Xiao Xiao even more angry, while Chaozhong Qingliu is afraid of criticism and dare not continue Speak out of righteousness. In my opinion, it is better to do both kindness and power than to show kindness without lowering one's prestige..."

"Go on." Zhao Guanjia waved his hand to stop him from continuing, "I'm tired, and I'm full of shitty things all day long, which makes me unhappy, and those old guys point at my nose and scold me every day. , let me be clean for a while!"

Fu Jiuqu glanced at the emperor, and silently took out a green porcelain bottle from his bosom.

"This is an elixir brought back from the land of Jingxiang by a disciple of Weichen. The official ordered someone to grind the pill into powder and mix it with water, and apply it on the sun, Yintang, Fengchi, and Tianzhu acupoints. It can relieve pain, refresh the mind, and eliminate plague. Sha. I have tried it, and it is extremely effective."

Zhao Zhen took a look, and the smile returned to his face, seeing that he was a little more kind, and his voice was very gentle.

"Good boy, you're still filial. Go, listen to your uncle, and don't meddle in it."

Fu Jiuqu didn't speak any more. He bowed his hands and saluted, then raised his head to take a deep look at the exhausted emperor on the throne, turned and left with the golden cup in his hand.

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The dark night shrouded the snowy city of Bianjing.

In the twelfth lunar month of the new year, Xin Yi waited for several days in the prison in Kaifeng Mansion, and finally got the first news after the emperor's "three-day limit".

"Ms. Zhang knew about it and didn't report it. She should have committed the same crime as the murderer, but the officials thought of your late husband Zhang's meritorious service in protecting the country, so they gave him a lighter punishment. Sixty sticks, twelve sticks for the buttocks, and a crowd to execute."

It's fine to beat her, but you have to gather a crowd to execute it, so that people can see her being beaten?

How cruel.

There is no day and night in the prison, and there is no starlight. The whole world is sleeping except for mourning.When he got the news, Xin Yi was still panicked and unable to sleep.Soon, she calmed down.

In this world that is not completely real to her, she often unconsciously looks down on the fate trajectory of the characters in the play—not aloof, only compassion and helplessness.

Their life, death, sorrow, and joy are all a game, a setting.In the trajectory of fate, whether it is crisis or death, they are all illusions and virtual products.But she is different, she shouldn't appear in the game world, be with npcs, and shouldn't be involved in the grievances and hatreds of this world.

So, is this punishment deserved?
In the cold prison, Xin Yi thought a lot.

Perhaps, it was her efforts that were wrong.

The more you do, the more you go wrong.

If she does nothing, maybe the fate of the characters in the play will return to the established track.

Then she'll be able to get away with it.

That being the case, the best choice is to put it badly and lie flat.

If you can't make it through fifty spine sticks and twelve hip sticks, then resign yourself to fate.

When Xin Yi was thinking about life in the prison, it was snowing heavily outside the prison.On the endlessly flowing streets, the flames never go out all night, and the people in Bianjing City are discussing her affairs, arguing over which punishment she should apply among flogging, stick, imprisonment, murder, and death, while doing New Year's goods, Hitting the child, waiting for the arrival of the new year...

Three days in the capital, three years in prison.

Turning over the old imperial calendar, it was the seventeenth day of the twelfth lunar month in the third year of Huangyou.

On this day, Jupiter conjoins the moon, the moon is evil, and the white tiger is the master of disasters.

As the first female prisoner in history, Xin Yi got a little impatient waiting to die in the prison, and the prison door that had been locked for many days finally opened.

"Miss Zhang, come out."

A group of yamen servants stood in front of the cell in black, led by Zeng Qinda and a catcher named Guan Chang.

There was a smile on Zeng Qinda's face, like an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, and his words were warm and true, "Ms. Zhang is really a blessed person. The King of Guangling County and Commander Cao have worked so hard for you, and even the Empress Dowager has come forward to help you." You beg for mercy, the official decree, the punishment system must be based on leniency, so as to avoid death."

According to the provisions of the "Song Xingtong", if the insider is guilty of the same crime as the murderer, then Xin Yi must be sentenced to death.

At first Zhang Yaozhuo wanted her to die.

But in a place that Xin Yi couldn't see, the cat named Jinzhan and Empress Cao, who had repeatedly persuaded the officials, finally changed the Zhao officials' mind.

Fifty spine sticks and twelve hip sticks are already the lightest form of stick punishment.

Zeng Qinda thought she should be content.

Xin Yi felt that this was the greatest fear and shame in his life.

"Master Zeng, this blessing is for you, do you want it?"

A total of 62 sticks, smashing the back and buttocks, what is the difference from Ling Chi?It's better to be killed with a knife.

How about luck?

Good luck to him!

Zeng Qinda snorted, "Miss Zhang, don't be ignorant of what's good or bad. For someone else, not to mention beheading, there are also executions at a young age."

Looking at Zeng Qinda's expression, Xin Yi smelled the blood and cruelty from the Song Dynasty for the first time.She understands that under the iron-blooded wrists of the emperors and nobles, ordinary people have no possibility of struggling, even if they pay the price of their lives...

"Aren't you quick to thank the emperor?"

"Yes……"

Xin Yi responded slowly, dragging his shackles and handcuffs, allowing the two servants to put the shackles on him...

The moment he walked out of the prison, Xin Yi raised his neck and squinted at the sky.

Only then did I realize that the snow had stopped a long time ago, the snow had not yet melted, the sun was dazzling, and the golden sun cast halos from the cornices and bucket arches and the green bricks and green tiles. This world is as beautiful as ever.

Before the stick is decided, it is necessary to parade in the street to show the public.

Standing on the prison van, Xin Yi looked at the restaurants, restaurants, foot shops and teahouses along the way, rows of shops and pavilions, and people all over the street watching the excitement and smiling, feeling very complicated.

Thinking that she was a majestic high-dimensional creature, but she was actually planted in the hands of the paper man she participated in the planning.

No reason!
When she goes back, she must catch the main planner and complain about it for three days and three nights.Then find out the character cards and stab these guys to death one by one...

"Kui Xing is artificial, there is no glory and peace inside, if you see blood, the Lord will punish you."

"Bro-bro-ah-"

"Sui Sha is punished and injured, and the official is in panic..."

On the street, an old man wearing a scarf, shabby clothes, and long eyebrows, holding a banner of "Fortune Telling for the Blind", seemed to be unable to see the oncoming prison cars and official messengers, and could not hear people's comments. Chanting aloud, while groping forward.

He is blind.

The official came forward to chase him away.

"Fortune teller, get out of the way, don't get in the way!"

The blind man didn't know if he heard it, but he turned his head gropingly with a heavy expression, his empty eyes were looking in the direction of Yujie, and his voice suddenly became high-pitched.

"Innately, it is in the southeast, and the day after tomorrow, it is in the west. If you are blocked on the way, there may be disasters--"

"Damn it, is this blind man going to die? Get out of here, and my lord will punish you for lying."

The officer saw the prison cart approaching slowly, but the blind man was still pretending to be crazy, and with a bang, he drew his waist knife to scare him.

Unexpectedly, the blind man slammed into his blade without avoiding it...

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