A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 182 Husband’s Death Case (182)

The woman whose husband died lay paralyzed on the ground, holding on to the robe of the shopkeeper of the silk shop with both hands, crying and saying, "My poor husband, we were beaten to death before we even enjoyed a day in the capital..."

"Whoever beats him, no one beats him..." The shopkeeper was so angry that he really couldn't open the door.

"Why not? If your waiter hadn't kicked my husband out of the shop, how could my husband have died... You are bullying us countrymen by relying on the superiority of people from the capital..."

The woman was crying and wiping her nose. She looked like a village woman from the countryside who came to the city. Although she was not slovenly, she was really rustic and fearless.

The shopkeeper was disgusted by her actions and desperately tried to shake off the dirty hands that were holding him, "Let go... let go..."

There was a large crowd of onlookers, and the handsome monk in gray robe was also squeezed in. He was tall and tall, and the people in the front row did not affect his sight. He stood in the crowd and looked quietly towards the front of the silk shop.

Zhang Jin and his younger brother drove the crowd back, "Stay back...Stay back...Don't affect the handling of the case in Dali Temple..."

Teng Chong came to Yeats' side and whispered, "I sent someone to find Yan Zuo."

When the shopkeeper saw someone from Dali Temple coming, he hurried over to explain things clearly to the official. However, the woman hugged her thigh tightly and couldn't get away. She was so angry that she wanted to beat her.

"You beat...you beat me. My husband has been beaten to death by you. Now beat me to death...Oh my God, at the feet of the emperor, is there any law..."

The woman was crying and sobbing, throwing out fistfuls of tears and snot, and the people watching wanted to commit as many sins as they wanted.

The shopkeeper was so disgusted that he almost vomited out the overnight meal, "Teng Shaotou, please save the little one..."

Teng Chong was on duty on the streets of the capital all day long, and nine out of ten people knew him.

Finally, he walked up to the shopkeeper who was being pestered by the woman, "What's going on?"

The shopkeeper shouted that he was wronged, "This woman's man bought ten taels of fabric from my house yesterday. He came to return it early in the morning and said that the fabric he bought had holes gnawed by mice. How is it possible? The fabric was ripped out one foot at a time. It is measured by a foot, and if it is found to have been bitten by a mouse, it is impossible to sell it, she is extorting money."

"Whoever extorts money and puts his life on the line? Mr. Qingtian, please make the decision for the women of the country." The woman let go of her hand, and the shopkeeper was instantly relieved, before he could even breathe a sigh of relief.

The woman hugged Teng Chong's thigh and said, "Sir, a peasant woman is a country girl who knows nothing. She scraped together ten taels of silver to buy fabric as a gift for relatives. Unexpectedly, she bought a bad piece of fabric with holes in it. My man I didn't sleep all night, so I came to the store at dawn, but I didn't expect that they didn't admit it at all, beat and pushed my man, and actually... beat my man's life away..."

The woman cried so hard that her heart was broken, so pitiful.

The onlookers were whispering.

"Look at the store owner who is dressed like a dog, he must be bullying students, bullying outsiders, and selling them bad materials..."

"This kind of thing is not uncommon in the capital. I think the store owner has a dark heart..."

"At first glance, this woman looks like a woman who has never seen the world. She doesn't understand anything. As a result, she was deceived when she bought something..."

"Yes, how pitiful!"

In the crowd, the monk looked at Yeats. She was still squatting next to the deceased. She didn't know what she was looking at. She didn't seem to hear the woman and the shop owner. She was doing an autopsy?
More and more people were watching, and their words were becoming more and more frightening. The shopkeeper almost burst into tears: "Captain Teng, you must not listen to the thief woman's nonsense. I have been running Hu Ji's silk and satin shop for more than ten years, and I have never done anything like this." We would not pass it off as good, let alone sell rat-gnawed fabric to customers, this woman is here to extort money."

"Oh my god, please open your eyes. They killed my man for ten taels of silver worth of fabric, and they even tried to extort money from me. What's the point of God..." The woman suddenly became excited and loosened her grip on Teng Chong's legs. He stood up suddenly and hit the wall of the shop.

"what……"

"Mother..."

……

The timid onlookers kept screaming.

Teng Chong's eyes were quick and he reached out to hold the woman. The woman was struggling and trying to hit the wall. "The man is dead and has been wronged like this. I can't live anymore. Let me die. Husband, Kui Niang is here." …”

Teng Chong was brave and powerful. He grabbed the woman who was about to commit suicide and threw her away from the wall. He shouted, "If you seek death again, I will punish you for disturbing public order and take you to Dali Temple." You will be sentenced to three thousand miles of exile."

When Teng Chong shouted, the woman stopped crying immediately. She couldn't breathe for a long time and almost burped.Qin Dachuan slapped her from behind, and the woman finally managed to catch her breath. She was so frightened that she trembled and did not dare to cry. Her silent tears made her even more pitiful.

A passerby shook his head and sighed, "The evil businessmen in this world..." Feeling that someone was looking at him, passerby A looked up and found that the white-faced official who was squatting on the ground looking at the deceased was looking at him.

The majesty is severe.

He was so frightened that he shrank his head and did not dare to say any more.

Yeats then slowly looked at the woman who was left aside by Teng Chong, "Where is my sister-in-law from?"

"..." The woman trembled in fright, hunched her head and shoulders, and raised her eyes in the direction of the question.

The official in front of me looks like a boy or a girl, but they don't look like real people.

In the spring of March, at noon, the sun was shining down, making people dizzy.

Having met countless people, Teng Chong would not be easily swayed by a woman's pitiful attitude. Yeats asked her if she didn't answer for a long time, so he lost his patience and immediately shouted, "My lord, why didn't you answer my question? Do you want to?" You have to go to jail and eat a bamboo meal before you open your mouth?"

When she heard that she was about to be beaten, the woman trembled again, "I...I am from Nanyang."

Teng Chong then asked: "What's your last name..."

"My surname is Ge and Kui Niang."

"What's your husband's name?"

"Lu Sanshi."

"Why come to the capital?"

"Visit relatives."

"Why did your man die?"

When asked about men,

Ge Kuiniang covered her mouth with one hand and cried again.

"Reply quickly." Teng Chong urged.

Ge Kuiniang got up, knelt down on her knees, and told what happened while crying.

Yesterday afternoon, the couple arrived in the capital and stayed at a small inn. They were going to visit relatives today. They couldn't go empty-handed, so she took ten taels of silver and asked the man to find a medium-sized silk and satin shop to make [-] taels of cloth. present.

After Lu Sanshi bought the cloth, he showed it to his wife. When Ge Kuiniang opened it, she found that the cloth had holes and looked like it had been bitten by mice. So she came to the store early this morning to exchange the goods. Unexpectedly, the store refused to admit it at all and even sent her husband to the store. Beaten, the man was beaten to death.

Teng Chong frowned: "Didn't someone say he was beaten to death just now? How come he was beaten to death again?" He looked at Yeats.

Just now, she had looked carefully at the body.

Yeats did not respond to Teng Chong's question, but asked, "Where is the cloth that has been bitten by mice?"

The shopkeeper quickly asked the waiter to take out the cloth, and Yeats stepped forward.

The waiter pulled the cloth away and said, "Hey, this is it. It doesn't look like it was bitten by a mouse. It looks more like it was cut by a person with scissors."

Yang Fuquan stood behind Yeats. After the cloth was opened, he suddenly covered his nose.

(End of this chapter)