Reborn in the last years of Kangxi

Chapter 505

Drum Tower East Street, Shuntian Mansion Yamen, Main Hall.

Although it was already dark outside and snowflakes were falling, the hall was brightly lit.In front of the lobby, a plaque with gold characters is hung high, with the four characters "Qing Zheng Lian Ming" written on it.

Under the plaque, Yin Wangyi of Shuntian Prefecture sat with a solemn expression.

Looking at the suffering master who was lying down and kneeling, and then glanced at the corpse lying beside him, Wang Yi couldn't help frowning.

Just now, Wu Zuo had seen the corpse through experience. The old woman was not injured anywhere else, only the back of the head was hit by a blunt object, and she bled to death.

Looking at the monk kneeling in the hall, although he cannot be said to be dignified, he has a handsome appearance and does not look like a treacherous person.

It's ten o'clock in the evening, and it's walking again. Even if there is a collision at the intersection, how strong can it be?
Wang Yi never had no doubts in his heart, if mules, horses, and carts hit people, it was common, but wouldn't it be unusual for this person to hit someone and kill someone?
There was a dead body in front of him, and there were fist-sized, blood-stained stones beside him, and the passers-by who testified beside him all insisted that they saw the monk hit someone.

Wang Yi thought about it for a while, patted the gavel, and asked: "Monk, I ask you, is the incident of bumping people at this intersection true?"

Zhiran spoke softly, looked up at the corpse next to her, clasped her hands together, and nodded.

The man who claimed to be the son of the deceased was called Huang Dakui, and he knelt on one side. Although he didn't dare to cry, he still drooped his head, full of sadness.

Seeing that Zhiran nodded without arguing, Huang Dakui immediately raised his head and begged: "My lord, my lord, this thief monk admits it, and my lord has to be the master of the little people. Poor old lady, if you live to be eighty, don't you have any problems?" Enjoy a few days of blessings, just like this, how can you let Xiaomin be your son?"

"Papat" heard two gavels, Wang Yi turned his face and scolded: "Shut up, don't make any noise!"

Following his voice, the yamen servants on both sides also moved their "intimidating sticks" and called them "mighty".

Huang Dakui was startled by the bluff, and knelt and sat where he was.

Wang Yi watched Huang Dakui's expression carefully, and saw that he was crying, and there were handfuls of tears, but it seemed that something was missing.

Yes, although sad, but ischemic.

According to what he just explained, he is thirty this year, from Changping, and works odd jobs in Beijing.

Wang Yi thought for a while, looked at Huang Dakui and said, "How old is your old lady? If it's eighty, why does the old man go to the street on a cloudy day and walk in a hurry."

As he asked, he observed Huang Dakui's expression.

Huang Dakui kowtowed unhurriedly when he heard the words, and said: "If you go back to the adults, the villain's old lady will be 71, and this year will be [-]. In the future, the villain's nephew in Fangshan will hire a wife, and the villain will go to my sister's house with the old lady. Home Poor and lacking money to hire a carriage, the mother and son searched for a few fellow villagers in Nancheng to see if anyone would go to Fangshan tomorrow so that they could take a ride. I didn’t think so. Before this wedding event was attended, the little old lady just... Just... Master Qingtian, you have to make the decision for the villain..."

These words were quite clear, but the smoother he spoke, the more suspicious Wang Yi became.

He asked the people Huang Dakui had been to, and asked his nephew's name and where he lived in Fangshan, and asked the clerk to record them one by one.

Zhang Yi listened outside the lobby, and gradually felt relieved.It was because he was afraid that the governor would make things difficult for him, so he wisely endured the torture, and was afraid that something might go wrong, so he couldn't explain to the uncle and Mr. Zhuang.

Although there was a life lawsuit, it was not murder after all, but manslaughter.

Having been with Cao Yong for many years, he also has some knowledge, not to mention his companion Zhao Tong who chanted "Great Qing Law" all day long and has a soft spot for interrogation.

In the "Law of the Qing Dynasty", there is a clause "playing, manslaughter, manslaughter and injury". If it is negligence, it will be dealt with in the same way as the crime of fighting homicide, and the prisoner will be allowed to redeem the crime with silver.

Although he knew that there was something wrong with Huang Dakui's origin, but he had no choice but to have all the evidence, and Zhiran himself admitted that he hit someone, so the charge of "manslaughter" might not be able to escape.

There are seven types of murder involved in this law, namely, murder, robbery, murder, fighting, manslaughter, joking, and manslaughter, collectively referred to as the "seven killings."

"Manslaughter" is the lightest sentence among the "seven killings". Even if it is true, it is only dealt with in the same way as "fighting homicide" and allowing atonement with silver.

Huang Dakui's identity has not yet been verified, and the kneeling monk's "ultimate degree" has not been carried with him, and he needs to be verified by two parties before making a decision on the next step.

Thinking of this, Wang Yi's expression gradually eased, he patted the gavel, and ordered the two of them to be taken down and detained for retrial the next day.

As soon as this side left the hall, someone from Cao's house had already arrived, but it was Mr. Zhuang who came in person and sent Zhiran's "full degree".

Hearing that it was someone from Cao's mansion, Wang Yi thought it was a servant in charge, but the old man who came was wearing python satin, and he didn't kneel down when he saw him. ? Where is the official?"

Mr. Zhuang arched his hands and said: "My surname is Zhuang Mingxi. I belong to the fifth and third assistant leader of Zhengbai Banner Coating. I have not become an official. I just owe my ancestors Rong En, Long Live God to reward a captain of Yunqi. Sir."

Lieutenant Yundu is now a fifth-rank knight. Wang Yi glanced at Mr. Zhuang thoughtfully, and beckoned him to sit down.

Mr. Zhuang sat down calmly, Wang Yi hesitated for a moment, and said: "Mr. Zhuang is holding the greeting card from Master Cao of the Ministry of Rites, dare to ask this..."

Mr. Zhuang nodded slightly, and said: "Master Cao, before raising the flag with the grace of Lord Long Live, used to be the chief officer of my flag. Now I temporarily live in Cao's mansion, and I am added as a teacher."

Although he has no friendship with the Cao family, but they are officials in the same dynasty, and the Cao family father and son have been the favorites of the Cao family for the past two years, so Wang Yi also knows something about the Cao family.

Cao Yin has only one son, that is, Cao Yong, Minister of the Taipu Temple. Although Cao Yong has an eldest son, he is not yet at the age of enlightenment.

Since the Mr. Zhuang in front of you is the teacher of the Cao Mansion, is he the teacher of Cao Yong?

That's right, Cao Yin didn't go to Beijing in the early years, Cao Yong was the only one in the Cao family, but these years he has made great progress, and he has not seen any faults.

Although the imperial censor tried to impeach him a few times, it was all groundless and without real evidence, so he was dismissed by the Lord Long Live.

At a young age, Cao Yong was able to perform well, and he thought it was due to the "teacher" in front of him.

Wang Yi was born in a professional class, and he is upright by nature. He usually looks down on those powerful people the most.But towards Cao's father and son, he did not have any ill feeling.

Cao Yin has a poetic talent and is gentle and elegant; Cao Yong has a high position at a young age, but he is neither arrogant nor dry, and his conduct is upright, so he has a good reputation.

As for the nonsense that Qingliu attacked Cao Yin in the early years as "the moth of the country", Wang Yi didn't believe it at all.

Having been an official for nearly 30 years, he has understood a lot, and he is no longer as enthusiastic as when he was a fledgling.

The Cao family was just paying for the emperor's southern tour. Since the Cao family was stigmatized, the emperor was not at fault for wasting money and people.

Since Cao Yong's teacher came here in person, presumably this monk is also a valued person in the Cao family. Could it be that he is looking for personal gain?Thinking of this, Wang Yi couldn't help frowning.

If you want to make a fuss about "moving with emotion and understanding with reason" and hope that you will forgive yourself, then this old man will be disappointed.

At this time, I heard Mr. Zhuang say: "My lord, there may be other secrets about Master Zhiran..."

When Wang Yi heard this, Foran was displeased. Just as he was about to reprimand Mr. Zhuang for being cautious, he heard him say, "Master Zhiran came back from giving Zen lectures in the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion..."

Hearing that the prince was involved, Wang Yi swallowed back the words of reprimand, frowning as he listened to Mr. Zhuang continue...

When Mr. Zhuang returned to Cao's Mansion from the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion, it was already Xuzheng (eight o'clock in the evening), and Cao Yin was already waiting in the study.

Seeing Mr. Zhuang come in, Cao Yin hurriedly stood up and asked, "Xia Qing, what's the matter? What does Wang Yi mean?"

"Don't worry, my lord. It's strange to run into someone dead while walking. Wang Yi is also suspicious. When the guards are sent out tomorrow, they will always find some clues." Mr. Zhuang said.

However, Cao Yin couldn't relax at all, thought for a while, and said: "Xia Qing, I need to rely on your strength, I have to find out some reasons. Otherwise, I am afraid that such a conspiracy will be overwhelming. "

Mr. Zhuang nodded and said: "My lord has ordered people to investigate the details of the witnesses. According to Zhang Yi, the old woman was still moaning when she fell to the ground. It looked like a hindrance. With a little bit of effort, he died suddenly, and if he couldn't keep it, someone was fishing in troubled waters."

Cao Yin nodded, turned his head and looked out the window, it was dark.

"Xia Qing, I thought that the struggle between all parties would stop for two years, but I didn't expect someone to come to the door. It's okay to say, but I am a little worried about Yonger's side. I have already arranged for people to go out of Beijing. in case."

Mr. Zhuang was also thinking about it, and the two of them said a few more words before they dispersed...

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Jinyu Alley, Thirteenth Prince's Mansion.

The thirteenth elder brother heard the steward's reply, his face was so dark that he was afraid of people, and a sneer could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Who would believe that an old lady bumped into her face, and she would die of anger if she fell to the ground? What a clumsy trick, who would believe it?
"Xiang Zhuang's sword dance is aimed at Pei Gong", who is the person behind the scenes trying to deal with?Is it him, this down-and-out old thirteen, or the trembling Cao family father and son?
Poor Zhiran, a monk, suffers from this innocent disaster.

It turned out that not long after Zhiran left here, snowflakes began to fall in the sky. When Brother Thirteen saw it, he sent the steward to lead someone to chase after him on horseback, and gave him a bamboo hat to prevent snow.

When the steward caught up, he happened to witness the old lady bump into Zhiran head-on.

Just as the steward was about to come forward, he saw Zhang Yi and others coming out to protect Zhiran, and watched from the sidelines.Apart from not knowing how the injury on the back of the old woman's head came about, the steward can be regarded as having witnessed the whole process.

Afterwards, he sent others to quickly report to the inside and outside of the mansion, while he himself went to the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion to hear the trial.

Elder Brother Thirteen became more and more annoyed when he thought about it, he just felt angry, couldn't bear it anymore, and ordered loudly: "Prepare the horse, my master is going out of the house..."

*
Cao Yong, who was far away at the post station in the outer town of Juyong, didn't know about the changes in the capital, so he had nothing to say all night and slept until dawn.

After breakfast and feeding the horses, the group set off again, heading towards Zhangjiakou along the official road.The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and it doesn't seem like it's going to stop.
At noon, they beat the tip in Huailai, and continued their journey after hitting the tip. At dusk, the group arrived at the Jiming Post, three hundred miles away from the capital.

Here, there is only a hundred miles away from Zhangjiakou. If you leave early tomorrow, you will be able to reach Zhangjiakou at noon.

Unsurprisingly, in the post station here, Cao Yong and others met the people of the Ministry of War again.

Looking at Nalan Chengping's gloomy face, Cao Yong also felt a little awkward in his heart.Although he himself is magnanimous, who knows how deeply this resentment has taken root in Nalan Taiping's heart, so he has to be on guard.

After grooming, dinner has been served.Cao Yong looked at the table and couldn't help but smile.

Roasted leg of lamb, sliced ​​lamb with scallions, pot of lamb with sauerkraut, broiled lamb loin, white water lamb head meat, sauced lamb liver, braised lamb tripe, a bowl of stewed duck, and a roast chicken.

If chickens and ducks are not counted, it is almost a feast of whole sheep.

He raised his head, looked at Xiaoman and said, "What kind of food is there next door? Do you want to share several dishes so that you don't have enough to eat?"

Xiao Man said with a smile: "Master, no need, it's almost the same as here, except that the leg of lamb, the waist of lamb and the duck are missing. I asked before, there are not many other things in the kitchen of the post station here, except for more mutton. Today We are in a hurry, and some of the hot ones have not been served. Otherwise, there will be half an extra table."

Wei Hei and Zhao Yi stayed here, while Ren Jiyong and Xiao Man went to eat in the next room.

The staple food is steamed buns and glutinous rice. With the steamed buns, Cao Yong warmed up two plates of mutton, which whetted his appetite.

After eating and drinking enough, he remembered one thing. There are rules for the officials to go to and from the post station.What grade is the chief officer, what grade is the entourage.

The table full of mutton is much richer than the previous inn dishes.The same money rules, but these dishes are added, what does it mean?It can only show that mutton is worthless and there is too much mutton.

There is no pasture in the mouth, the mutton naturally comes from outside the mouth, how heavy is the snowstorm outside the mouth...

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Tears, it's too late, tomorrow is the second watch, the last hour of the double monthly pass, please don't waste it, quack. .

(End of this chapter)