Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 135 Selfish Debate
The atmosphere in the courtyard dropped to freezing point for a while.

No one bothered to pay attention to the stench and flies flying around the female corpse on the ground, but quietly looked at Su Rao and Zhou Jifeng from the corner of their eyes.

The woman's pretty face was frosty, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled into a sarcasm. In front of everyone, she sneered and said, "Of course you are wrong. Mr. Zhou might as well ask yourself, why are you accusing Mr. Yan so righteously? Is it because he has mischievous intentions, or because you have selfish intentions."

"Joke, what selfishness can I have?"

Zhou Jifeng flung his sleeves into a rage, as if these words had caused him great humiliation.

He wholeheartedly serves the people and judges cases impartially. He has never slacked off for a moment in decades. His words and deeds are worthy of the king and the people. When will he be reduced to a little girl to judge?
The anger in his heart hadn't subsided yet, so Su Rao said coldly: "You look down on the woman's autopsy and ignore the facts, and repeatedly obstruct the investigation, it's your selfishness."

"You are narrow-minded, you judge others by yourself, and because the Lord Yan did not stand on the same side as you, you feel resentful and hurt others with bad words. This is your selfishness."

"You know that he is upright and upright, abides by etiquette and principles, and will never punish you for disrespect, so you rely on the old to sell the old, and vent your anger in the name of admonishment. This is also for your own selfishness!"

The last word still carries the sound of thunder.

Every word pokes people's heart.

Zhou Jifeng's face became extremely ugly from the first sentence she said, and trembling with anger when he heard the last sentence, "Come on, come on, give her to me..."

"Master Zhou!"

Yan Yun interrupted him coldly, and looked around at the yamen servant who was about to move. Although his eyes were calm, they were deeper than before. Under the mist and light clouds, there seemed to be an invisible stern intent brewing.

Zhou Jifeng met this gaze, and Ji Lingling shivered, as if a basin of cold water was poured from the top of his head, freezing him so that he woke up instantly.

In late autumn, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Excuse me, the official lost his composure for a while..."

"Master Zhou."

Su Rao took the conversation before Yan Yun, breaking the tension between the two.

She didn't want to rely on Yan Yun for support in everything. He represented the Yan family behind him, and Zhou Jifeng was well-known in the court.

This is her battlefield.

She deserves to draw the sword herself!

She raised her eyes slightly to look at Zhou Jifeng's pale face, and smiled coldly: "Dare to ask Mr. Zhou, what crime did the little girl commit, and you want you to order her to be arrested?"

"Dignified county magistrate, can't even listen to the truth?"

Zhou Jifeng's complexion turned pale and then blue, blue and then white.

Through those slightly mocking eyes, he almost heard himself saying in his heart, "Young son of a dignified speaker, can't even hear a single truth?".

Yes.

Isn't that what he was thinking at the time?
Anyway, he had already offended him, and according to Yan's family rules and family tradition, this gentleman and dignified son would not deal with him casually, so he said the following words again.

What did she say wrong again?
It is true to look down on her as a woman and arbitrarily judge the prison, it is true to dislike Yan Yun for protecting her from the scriptures, it is true to not see this selfish desire to deceive a gentleman!
All true.

He trembled his lips, trembling for a while before being able to say a word, facing the eyes of his surroundings who were either probing or awe-inspiring, he felt an unprecedented sense of shame in his heart.

almost engulfed him.

After a long silence, Zhou Jifeng managed to regain his voice. He moved his numb and stiff body, and slowly looked in Su Rao's direction.

Finally, he turned to Yan Yun and bowed his hands, "The official's words are meaningless, and he offended Mr. Yan, please forgive me."

The old voice seemed to have been drained of energy and vitality, and he chewed out a few words in a dull manner.

Since ancient times, literati are so proud, especially a veteran like Zhou Jifeng who regards power as nothing. It is more difficult for him to bend down than ascend to the sky.

But today, in the hands of a teenage girl.

He failed miserably.

Gu Ying gradually felt ashamed.

"Master Zhou, you don't need to be too polite."

Yan Yun raised his hand to help, and said in a warm voice: "You and I are responsible, and disputes are inevitable. Now that it's over, let's let it go. For now, it's better to focus on the case in front of us."

"It's all according to the instructions of the adults."

Zhou Jifeng had no more objections.

Seeing this, Yan Yun glanced at the slender figure standing in the courtyard, feeling slightly touched in her heart. She had been tolerant of the provocations of the old magistrate Zhou, smiling at each other until the reprimand came out...

Others know what it means to speak like a knife and see blood in every sentence.

Later, in order to prevent him from having a quarrel with Zhou Jifeng, she transferred the blade to herself again.

She is here to protect him!

Complicated emotions flow into the sea like a stream, entangled in every way and difficult to solve, but at this moment, it is not a good time to think about these.

"continue."

Yan Yun spat out three words lightly.

Without Zhou Jifeng's interference, the courtyard returned to silence, and everyone's attention was shifted to the corpse.

"I mentioned the question about the degree of skin and flesh rolling, which can be corroborated."

Su Rao looked at Wu Zuo and said, "Tell me the simplest example. Chicken, beef and pork are chopped and cooked in the same way and put together. Can you tell the difference?"

"..."

Wu Zuo shook his head in a daze, not only him, but other people in the courtyard were also at a loss, don't they all look the same?

How can they be separated when they are mixed together?

"What does what you say have anything to do with this question, girl?"

"Of course it does."

Su Rao replied: "You can't tell the difference, but I can. The texture, texture and firmness of different parts of each meat are different. After understanding the rules, you can sort and distinguish them."

"In the same way, people are the same."

"The arrangement of skin lines and muscle fibers in each position of the human body has a certain direction. The degree of skin and flesh rolling and protruding along the direction of the wound will be small, and vice versa. The shape of the roll will also vary depending on the wound and its angle. It changes, it's different."

"If you don't believe it, you can find a way to verify it afterwards."

Everyone listened to her talking about the details of human flesh without changing her face, and the last sentence was really shocking.

verify?

How to verify this?

You can't tell them to try to kill someone, or give a dead body two stabs, right?In Dayong's law, humiliating a corpse is a serious crime!
Wu Zuo pursed his dry lips, struggling to digest the information in his head, and after a while, he asked softly: "Then I dare to ask the girl, apart from this point, how to judge the injury before death and the injury after death?"

"There are many bases for judgment. As far as this female corpse is concerned, the most obvious evidence is here."

"Bleeding!"

Su Rao knelt down and beckoned him to come and see. Wu Zuo hesitated for a while, but still endured the nausea and leaned beside her, and went with her to see the wound on the female corpse's abdomen.

"This is a fatal injury. The heartbeat sent blood to all parts of the body during his lifetime. After the artery was broken, the blood gushed out like a torrent. The amount of bleeding was extremely large, and it flowed down the abdomen to the legs. There were blood clots in the wound."

(End of this chapter)