Song Dynasty female artist

"Oh,"

Yang Huaimin swayed slightly, clasping his hands and placing them on his lower abdomen: "I remember, that day, on the order of Empress Zhang, I went out of the palace to convey some words from Empress Zhang. What happened?"

Gu Qingjue sat under Bao Zheng and smiled softly when he heard this: "Of course it's nothing. Then when did Deputy Yang return to the palace?"

Deputy Yang's eyes flashed.

"Let me think about this again!"

After a long while, Yang Huaimin said: "Probably he returned to the palace in Xu Shi."

Bao Zheng immediately understood why Gu Qingjue asked this.

When Zhang Guifei was named a noble concubine, the Zhang Mansion moved from Guanyin Yuanqiao to Jiuhai Street where every inch of land was precious.

If you ride a horse from the palace to Jiuhai Street, you can get there in less than half an hour. Even if you take a carriage, one hour is enough.

If you come out of the palace at the sixth hour, you will be able to return to the palace before the last hour.

It won't take that long at all.

"As you know, Deputy Yang, are you always in the Zhang Mansion?"

"Yes."

Gu Qingjue raised his hand, and an old woman in her fifties was brought in by a guard.

"But someone saw you appearing at Guanyinyuan Bridge."

"Nonsense, how is it possible!"

Deputy Yang knew that his attitude was very arrogant, and he knew that the woman who walked in must be the witness mentioned by Gu Qingjue, so he aggressively said to the woman: "You said you saw me, what clothes was I wearing at that time? Have you seen my face?"

The woman was terribly frightened.

He looked at Gu Qingjue with fearful eyes.

"Old man, just answer truthfully."

"I only saw the side face. The man was wearing a dark gray robe. There was no beard or Adam's apple on his face. He looked like you."

Yang Huaimin snorted: "What do you mean by looking like me? There are countless people wearing my clothes in this palace. How can you be sure that the person you see is me? Old man, you will be punished for talking nonsense."

The old woman waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, the old woman is not talking nonsense. I really saw it."

Gu Qingjue stood up and walked to Yang Huaimin.

The voice was not loud, but very powerful: "As you know, Deputy Yang, Mr. Bao and I are here. We are investigating the case now, and you are the suspect. If you threaten a witness like this, we have reason to suspect that you are guilty of committing a crime."

Bao Zheng immediately answered: "Yes, what you just said is very inappropriate. When I ask this witness next time, you are not allowed to speak again."

Yang Huaimin's expression was very dissatisfied.

But now is not the time for him to show off his authority, so he can only turn his face away proudly.

"Old man, go on, there is nothing to worry about. With me and Master Bao here, no one can hurt you."

During this period, Bao Zheng punished many bullies one after another, and became very famous in Kyoto in a short period of time.

The people trust Mr. Bao very much.

The old woman didn't know that the person sitting at the front was Mr. Bao. After hearing Gu Qingjue's introduction, she immediately felt relieved.

Before speaking, he glared at Yang Huaimin.

"Bah, you just scared me. Why didn't I see it clearly? I saw it clearly. I was sitting at the door of the backyard picking up the soles of my shoes, and you glanced at me. It was you."

Yang Huaimin was so angry that his head hurt when the old woman spit at him.

"vulgar."

Just as he was about to curse again, he saw Bao Zheng's sharp eyes staring at him.

I can only give up with my sleeves rolled up.

"Old sister, just based on this, you can't say that it was him you saw at the beginning. If you think about it carefully, what else did you see!"

The old woman thought and thought, and finally remembered.

"The horse is sorrel and has a tuft of white hair in the middle of its forehead, about this size."

The old woman gestured with her hand, which was about the size of her clenched fist.Yang Huaimin's heart skipped a beat.

You can’t really see it!
At that time, he really didn't notice that there was a person holding the soles of his shoes sitting in the horned corner.

Bao Zheng asked: "Is there any more?"

"The horse's hooves..."

The old woman hissed, "The horse's hind legs seem to have white hair too."

Bao Zheng's eyes lit up and he immediately said to Zhang Long beside him: "Go and check the records of leaving the palace on September [-]th. Who is riding a horse and which one is riding?"

To be honest, Yang Huaimin himself couldn't remember clearly the characteristics of the horse he was riding at that time, but he remembered clearly that the horse was indeed chestnut.

Zhang Long came back in about a quarter of an hour.

Nodding towards Bao Zheng.

Bao Zheng said: "In order not to accuse Deputy Yang unjustly, we will take the witnesses to identify him now. Mr. Yang, let's come together!"

Yang Huaimin was already in a state of confusion at this moment.

I don’t know if he really has such a personal certificate, or if he is playing psychological warfare to make him confess on his own.

Several people came to Yumayuan.

The horse supervisor got the news and had prepared ten chestnut-haired horses there, each with slight differences.

Yang Huaimin himself might not even know which horse he was riding at that time.

"Old sister, if you look at it now, can you identify which one you saw that day?"

"so much……"

The old woman looked at Bao Zheng and swallowed: "Old woman, let's try it!"

When Mr. Bao examines a case, he must punish the bad guys.

Although she was just an ordinary citizen, she could still contribute, so she wiped her eyes and started looking at the horses one by one.

When she saw the sixth horse, the old woman stopped.

It seems like it, but I can't confirm it.

Gu Qingjue said: "There are a few more behind, you can take a look first and then make sure."

The old woman nodded. After looking at all ten horses, she still felt that the sixth one was the most similar to what she remembered, but the seventh one was also similar.

The only difference is that the seventh horse has white fur on both hind legs.

However, the seventh horse's left hind leg had only a small tuft of white hair, and she wasn't sure if she had missed it at the time.

After all, it was out of curiosity that she took a second look when she saw people dressed in palace clothes sneaking around in the lane.

Yang Huaimin's heart jumped to his throat at this moment.

He looked at the old woman nervously.

"It seems to be this one."

Bao Zheng: "Sister, are you sure?"

Bao Zheng is not young anymore. He is 49 years old this year, and this old man is also 53 years old.

But he looks younger than Master Bao who works hard day and night.

Looking at a handsome man like Bao Zheng, who is also the patron saint of the people of Kyoto, the old woman was a little shy.

"Well, Mr. Bao, I am sure this is the horse."

Bao Zheng asked the Royal Horse Supervisor to bring it to record. This horse was the same horse that Yang Huaimin rode out of the palace.

After the testimony was completed, the old woman was sent out of the palace.

They returned to the side hall where the case was temporarily heard.

Bao Zheng said solemnly: "Mr. Yang, can you tell me now why you appeared at the Guanyin Yuan Bridge at the time when you should have returned to the palace?"

"I, I went there to buy food for Empress Zhang. She was thinking about the snacks at the Guanyin Bridge and asked me to bring some back to the palace." (End of Chapter)