A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 16 Cases and Cases (10)

Xue Qiaoniang was shoved to the ground by the jailer, sweating from the pain on her forehead, but she didn't make a sound, lying on the ground like a poor dog.

"Qiao Niang...Qiao Niang..." An Ling Niang squatted beside her and reached out to help her up, but she threw her arm away fiercely.

"Qiao... Qiao Niang..." She was thrown and sat on the ground, "You don't know me anymore, I am Ling Niang from the mat shop at the end of the street, we have been best friends since childhood!"

An Lingniang heard a cold snort, and shot at her viciously with hatred eyes, "Who is your friend, I don't know you at all."

"Impossible, I won't admit the wrong person." An Lingniang was a little puzzled, seeing her knee bleeding, she hurried forward to bandage her, but she pushed her away vigorously.

An Lingniang burst into tears of grievance, "I won't admit it, you must be my best friend when I was young, do you blame me for not going to Sanxiangcha to look for you? I went to look for it, and it was your stepmother who didn't let me look for you..."

She also said that Xue Qiaoniang roared: "Enough, you hypocritical and selfish woman, your hypocrisy is disgusting."

An Lingniang was shocked. Before the age of ten, they were all children, so they knew nothing about hypocrisy and selfishness.

"What happened to you?"

After relieving the pain, Xue Qiaoniang sat up, glanced at the other party with gloomy eyes, and turned aside without saying a word.

Trapped in prison and meeting her childhood friend, An Lingniang had a lot of things she wanted to say to her, but the other party looked like a hairy hedgehog, secretly shaking his head and sitting aside.

Yeats shook his head secretly when he saw the two getting along.

Standing beside her, Pei Jingning whispered, "What's the reason for Xue to frame Wen'an?"

Ye Zhi replied: "Uncle Qin found out that when Xue Qiaoniang's mother was still alive nine years ago, he heard that the Xue family intended to get married. Later, Xue Yu died of illness. On the one hand, the Xue family's soap shop was in a downturn. The two Xue fathers remarried. Originally, it was just a verbal wish. Later, the Wen family married Ling Niang from the An family."

From then on, Xue Qiaoniang felt that An Lingniang had robbed her husband-in-law and had always held a grudge.

"Interrogate the two."

"Yes, my lord."

In the middle of the night, the two women were taken into custody.

In the torture room, Lu Sizhi from the Jingbu District presided over the trial, and Pei Shaoqing attended the trial.

"Mr. Xue, why did you kill Abbot Shansha, and why did you frame Wen'an?"

Xue Qiaoniang didn't reply, An Lingniang screamed in shock, "She framed me? Why?" She stared at her childhood friend in a blink of an eye, it was unbelievable.

Xue Qiaoniang was not frightened by the solemn and solemn atmosphere of Dali Temple, nor was she shocked by Lu Sizhi's majestic aura.

"Mr. Xue, why didn't you answer my question?" Lu Si spoke harshly, and looked at the torture equipment beside him, meaning that if you don't answer, you will be tortured.

Xue Qiaoniang is still a dead pig, she is not afraid of boiling water and just keeps her mouth shut.

An Lingniang broke down first, screaming heartbreakingly: "Why, why?"

Yeats answered for her, "Because you robbed her of her wealthy son-in-law, so she couldn't escape the poverty and hard work of the Xue family."

"Did Qingquan go to her house to propose marriage?" An Lingniang couldn't believe it, "I want to ask Qingquan personally." Her husband Wen Qingquan was also imprisoned in Dali Temple.

Pei Jingning agreed to mention him.

After a while, Wen Qingquan was also mentioned in the torture room, "My lady... my lady..." Seeing his wife, Wen Qingquan rushed up, the couple was deeply affectionate, and Xue Qiaoniang was not in his eyes at all.

The husband and wife are both under escort, so they can hug each other.

An Lingniang asked eagerly: "Quan Lang, you... have you proposed marriage to the Xue family?"

"What Xue family?" Wen Qingquan thought for a while and shook his head, "No."

Wen Qingquan couldn't ignore the vicious gaze that kept coming, and looked at the other detained woman, his eyes full of strangeness.

"It's Qiao Niang!" An Lingniang reminded.

Wen Qingquan looked carefully: "I seem to have seen it, but I can't remember it."

Yeats reminded: "Nine years ago, your mother met Xue Yushi, a saponin shop, and the two mothers intended to marry their children."

Wen Qingquan remembered, "At that time, we were only about ten years old, and my mother just said it casually. Later, Aunt Xue passed away, and Wen Xue's family never moved again. How can such verbal words count?"

Xue Qiaoniang's face was distorted, with hatred on her face, she looked at Wen An and his wife, her eyes almost popped out: "If my mother hadn't pulled your mother back then, your mother would have been hit by a carriage and died, and she clearly said that she would marry me as a daughter-in-law. When you look back, when my mother is dead, you Wen family will turn your face and deny anyone. You poor and ungrateful villains, and you will die if you see profiteering things!"

"This... this..." Why was he cursed!

Wen's family has been doing a good business in running teahouses, and his family is well-off. Wen Qingquan was tall, thin, handsome and gentle. He is a good son-in-law in the hearts of many girls, and it is also Xue Qiaoniang's wish to get rid of the harsh treatment of his stepmother.

But the verbal agreement nine years ago, one of them passed away, who would take it seriously?
Xue Qiaoniang didn't think so, she had a vicious look on her face, as if after her mother passed away, the Wen family didn't marry her, and all her misfortunes were caused by the two of them, almost killing Wen An and the others.

Anwen and his wife can be released.

Pei Jingning continued to interrogate the novice and the cook.

In this trial, good guy, the seemingly tall and dignified Monk Sha Kong has been the abbot of Shansha Temple for more than two years, and he has double cultivated with hundreds of women, including An Lingniang's aunt Tao Anshi, Xue Qiaoniang and others.

Yeats asked: "Are all these women like Tao An's market women? Are there any rich businessmen's wives or misses?"

The little novice was afraid of being tortured, since the abbot was dead anyway, so he asked questions and answered them, and the two even competed to answer them, trying to avoid being sent to prison for meritorious service.

"No, they are all women from ordinary families in the market."

Another novice said, "Shansha temple is too small, rich people don't come here, and the abbot has no chance to do it if he wants to!"

Yeats still had another question: "Sha Kong and the woman practiced together. After the incident, the woman left alone, or should you guide her out of the temple?"

"Normally, we will guide you to leave, but Xue Qiaoniang is the first woman of Master Shuangxiu, she has come the most times, she is familiar with her, she can leave on her own."

"Then you found out that the master was dead, why didn't you suspect Xue Qiaoniang when you reported the crime?"

"She didn't come that day?" The two young monks replied at the same time.

There was no murder weapon at the scene of the crime, and no one saw Xue Qiaoniang committing the crime. Teng Chong became anxious, "Yeats..." He looked at Yeats as if asking for help.

Yeats didn't panic, and turned his head, "My lord, I have something to tell you alone."

Pei Jingning's raised eyebrows were hardly visible. He knew that the motives for those ambiguous crimes were about to become clear.

Five days later, the kitchen knife case and the Shansha monk case were merged into one case.

Yeats not only solved the kitchen knife case, but also the monk case. Of course, he entered Dali Temple without hindrance. Not only that, but he also had the right to directly investigate and adjudicate cases from his rankless rank to Dali Temple to judge affairs.

It was unprecedented in the history of the Great Wei Dynasty for a hereditary petty official in a small town without fame to be directly promoted to the seventh rank of Dali Temple, and Yeats was in the limelight for a while.

(End of this chapter)