Dongli drinks wine after dusk

Chapter 92 The Unexpected Incident
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Whose coffins are not used to hold the dead?And the two dead children knew at a glance that they didn't just die. Who reported the case?What about fooling around?
"Look, my lord!" The person who was the first to discover the handwriting on the paper money just now walked forward slowly, and presented the paper money that had been in his hand: "This was found on the body of the girl. We suspect that the Jiang family died prematurely." The two children buried with his son did not die naturally, but were murdered to silence them, so the case was reported."

The county lieutenant took it casually and finished it hastily, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Master Jiang, how do you explain?" The sufferer could no longer speak, and he didn't even know his name, his parents, his family, or where he was.

"How do you explain it? These gangsters framed this official, so hurry up and take them down!"

The county lieutenant curled his lips, this guy is really out of his mind, and now he insists on letting him arrest the common people, isn't he stupid?

In order to avoid being implicated by a bastard, he will beat the common people together after a while. He doesn't think that the few shrimp soldiers and crabs he brought will make him escape unscathed.

"Master Jiang, please come with me to the Tongxian county government office. Come here, take this coffin and return home!"

There were a bunch of covetous common people next to him, and Jiang Xun couldn't say anything if he wanted to object. There was no reason to talk to the gangsters. It will be fine.

He didn't feel that he had done anything wrong at all, he only hated the tomb robber for being so cheap, it was not good to dig anyone, he had to dig his son.Such a small person can't even find peace after death, his heart aches as a father!

It's a pity that bringing out Luo Xu's name this time doesn't work well. An ordinary tomb robbery case, fueled step by step by caring people, is developing in an increasingly uncontrollable direction.

When Shang Datian listened, in the memorial of the censor, the righteousness was awe-inspiring, and every word was heart-wrenching.

The majestic imperial city, at the foot of the emperor, in broad daylight, bright and clear, as a servant of the Ministry of Rites, defying the world, murdering young children, for his own selfishness, disregarding the laws of the country, breaking the law knowingly, should be punished more.

Officials are usually very honorable to civil servants, so they didn't even say a serious word easily. This morning, they threw the memorial in public angrily and ordered the Ministry of Criminal Justice to investigate thoroughly.

A group of ministers left behind looked at each other in dismay, Luo Xu's group shivered, and Wei Qiu's group gloated.

The elders of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, who were usually wise to protect their lives, were forced to take up posts this time, feeling that their last few hairs would be lost, so they finally left them.

Zhao Dongzhi's official position is low, and he is not qualified to go to the morning court. By the time he heard what happened at the morning meeting, his immediate superiors had already figured out the whole story and began to get together to discuss conspiracy theories. Orientation discussion.

A coincidence after a coincidence, put together, what is that called?It's artificial.

How could it be such a coincidence that the tomb robber stole nothing, but had to open a coffin that was too heavy to be lifted by a single person.You must know that tomb robbers will be beheaded, and any local master can't wait to fill up the holes dug by the robbers so as not to be discovered.

How could it be such a coincidence that the girl still left writing paper in her hand.The corpse after death is at the mercy of others, and there is paper money hidden in the palm of the hand that has not been discovered?

How could there be such a sharp-eyed and enthusiastic person?It is said that when you see black ink on white paper, you can run to the dead without hesitation.In the end, is it a person with a high degree of art who is bold, or does it on purpose.

It just so happened that the deceased could write, and some of the onlookers could read.Nowadays, reading and literacy is the privilege of a few people. The proportion of people who can read and write can meet daily communication is very low. I have never heard of a wealthy family losing a girl.

All kinds of coincidences, if there is no ghost in it, it is almost like deceiving three-year-old children, deceiving them to be a gang of sophisticated people, ha ha!

But what's the use of knowing that someone among them is behind the scenes? As long as Jiang Xun himself is guilty, and the girl has a suspicious background and died strangely, no one can save him this time!
Officials do whatever they want and don't take human life seriously, but they have the ability to deal with the aftermath and ensure that there will be no major problems. If they don't have this ability, let's go to sleep.

Jiang Xun is a typical type of immortality.Knowing that Wei Qiu's people wished they could stay up for twelve hours a day, staring at Luo Xu's group with wide eyes, waiting to catch them, it was good for him to directly hit the muzzle of the gun!

Are you killing yourself now?
No one knew how much Luo Xu lost his temper at home, only that in the next few days, Luo's shoppers bought several sets of high-end porcelain.

Next, the chief executive of the Jiang Mansion obediently ran to the Ministry of Punishment to confess his guilt, admitting that he had bought the boy and girl from someone else, and that they were already dead bodies when they bought them. Into the coffin, did not kill anyone.

Anyone who has no eyes knows the nature of buying corpses and killing them, which is more important.Nature is the lesser of two evils.

"We follow the normal procedures for buying slaves, and even the price is twice as high as that of other children. The master and the eldest lady have no intention of harming others. They just think that the son is too young to take care of himself, so we want to find a slave. The two proper ones are here to help, and they will definitely not harm anyone's life, please be careful!" Mr. Jiang is an old man of the Jiang family, and his status can be seen from his master's family name.

He is a character who speaks everything and does everything, and stands alone. Unfortunately, he met a group of old goblins from the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

Since Director Jiang said that the pair of child corpses bought were reasonable and legal, they should ask for clarification.

Where did the boys and girls live, what were their parents' names, and why did they both die? Director Jiang was asked repeatedly, and he answered it many times. At the end of the answer, his mind seemed to be filled with mud, and he had no ability to think at all. Only mechanical repetition remains.

Zhao Dongxuan personally took people to the address where Director Jiang said he bought the corpse, and fell into deep thought as he looked at the empty hut in front of him.

This is a corner of a small remote village in Tong County. It turned out that there was indeed a family living here, but they suddenly moved away not long ago. No one was alarmed, and they ran away quietly overnight.

Traveling far away requires officials to guide the way. Generally, the scope of activities of ordinary people is only a few tens of miles, and if they go farther, they cannot pass without a certificate.

The family left so suddenly that even Lizheng Dibao didn't know about it, and naturally it was even more impossible to issue a passing guide.

The one vacant house left shows just how poor the family is.The narrow and cramped house is still built of adobe, and all the furniture in the home should be dilapidated. The tables and chairs are missing arms and legs, the dishes and chopsticks have broken teeth and corners, and the bedding and bedding are so dirty that the background color cannot be seen. Unpolished rice, the stove is covered with dust, and there is not even a trace of oil.

Such a family can teach a girl who can read and write?
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