Nongmen pretty doctor girl

Chapter 49
"Last night you bumped into my father and paid us some soup and medicine expenses, but when you gave the money, you were unwilling. Before you left, you told my father that my father would die! It must be that you have hatred in your heart, so you are sorry My father was murdered."

"I really want to kill your father, so why don't I kill you too?" Wen Shan asked coldly.

The man was dumbfounded by her question, and couldn't think of a rebuttal for a while.

After meeting in panic and silence, the man turned his head to look at the people in the courtroom, and cried out: "My lord, did you hear that? They even wanted to kill the little ones. If the little ones hadn't escaped quickly, they would have killed them!" "

Wen Shan also looked at the people in the courtroom...

--acquaintance.

It was the person Wen Shan had suggested a few days ago, but he did not expect that the other party was actually the magistrate of Feng'an Mansion.

Based on how the prefect Liu was concerned about the country and the people that day, Wen Shan knew that this must be an upright official, even if he had a friendship, if he really killed someone, the other party would not help him.So in general, we still need to save ourselves.

From the moment Wen Shan and Tang Qingshu came in, magistrate Liu recognized them both.

I haven't seen each other for a while, and it's like this when we meet again.

The other party sued them for murder, but he knew that with his kindness and intelligence, if he really wanted to kill someone, he would do it cleanly without being discovered.

With a slap of the gavel, Zhifu Liu looked at Tang Qingshu and Wen Shan majestically, and asked, "Who is kneeling under the hall?"

"The housewife Wen Shanniang."

"Grassman Tang Qingshu."

"Zhou Dafa of Xiaoqing Village sued you for killing his father, can you plead guilty?"

"My lord, we have never done this before, how can we say that we are guilty?" Wen Shan asked calmly, with a confident smile on his lips, trying to blame them, which is impossible.

"My lord, we found bloody clothes in the room where they lived." The official sent Tang Qingshu's old clothes from yesterday.

Wen Shan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that this dress could also become evidence.

"That must be my father's blood, my lord, you have to make the decision for me!" Zhou Dafa said right away.

Prefect Liu took the clothes and asked, "What do you say?"

"My lord, it's my husband's blood. My husband has inconvenient legs and feet. In order to treat his illness, we came from Qingshui Village to Feng'an Mansion to treat his legs. Yesterday in Baokang Hall, my husband used acupuncture and herbs. All day long, before leaving, he knocked over the cup on the table because his feet were numb, and his shoulder was crushed by the debris. If you don’t believe me, you can look at my shoulder. Let me ask you clearly." Wen Shan answered fluently, with neither nervousness nor panic on his expression.

Ordinary people think that it is rare for them to have any interaction with the government soldiers, and they must be panicked when they are suddenly pressed into the Yamen by the officers and soldiers.But Wen Shan was calmer than Tang Qingshu, without any panic.

Tang Qingshu looked sideways at Wen Shan and clenched his fists.

Liu Zhifu was also surprised by Wen Shan's calmness.

Think about it, when they met for the first time, this thin woman offered advice knowingly about their identities. From this point, it can be seen that this woman is not only intelligent, but also bold and careful.

"Tang Qingshu, show me the wound on your shoulder."

"Yes." Tang Qingshu took off his shirt, revealing his lean muscles.

Yesterday Tang Qingshu was bandaged by the old shopkeeper.

Because the upper body was going to be bare, Tang Qingshu drove Wen Shan out without even thinking about it, and closed the door.

Wen Shan thought that Tang Qingshu's figure was too thin to show off in front of him, but look at those eight-pack abs and beautiful mermaid lines...

"Sanggong, you have such a good figure..." If it wasn't in the courtroom, or in full view of everyone, Wen Shan would have reached out to touch those eight-pack abs, how did he maintain such a good figure?
Dress with style and undress with flesh.

This husband married blindly, married right!
Although Wen Shan said these words in a low voice, Tang Qingshu could still hear them clearly. His cheeks were flushed, and he was angry and ashamed.

Saying such things in front of so many people, how reserved should a woman be?

Wen Shan's eyes were fixed on his abdominal muscles, and he looked down along with the abdominal muscles, and the corners of his mouth were still a little crystal clear...

Mouth, saliva? !
"Don't look!" Tang Qingshu pushed her head away to divert her gaze.

How could this damned woman be so shameless.

Tang Qingshu untied the cloth bag covering the wound, revealing the wound covered by the cup fragments.

Someone outside the hall said: "My lord, I am a junior apprentice of Baokang Hall, those two did heal their legs in our Baokang Hall yesterday, and I bandaged that brother's wound!"

Hearing the little apprentice's voice, Wen Shan's eyes lit up.

If someone testifies for them, the charges will be cleared faster!
"Come forward and tell me." Prefect Liu said.

The little apprentice came forward and knelt beside Wen Shan. Wen Shan made room for him, quietly approached Tang Qingshu, reached out and touched Tang Qingshu's clothes secretly.

Tang Qingshu was startled, grabbed her hand, and glared angrily.

Wen Shan, who took advantage, showed him a bright smile.

"My lord, they must be in the same gang! They ganged up to kill my father, and now they are ganging up to lie to you!" Zhou Dafa suddenly framed.

The little apprentice was upset when he heard that, "Brother, what are you talking about? I am a little apprentice of Baokangtang. Do you know where that is? Our old shopkeeper often taught us to be honest If you don’t do something bad, you can’t even kill and get angry. I just stood up to help Mr. Tang and said that he was indeed injured in Baokangtang. How could he become a gang and kill your father? You are talking nonsense There has to be evidence, too."

"That's right, the old shopkeeper of Baokangtang is great, he often gives us the money for the medicine and it's very cheap."

"It doesn't matter if you are an elementary school student, every time I go to Baokang Hall, I am very enthusiastic."

"This man is talking nonsense. When he catches someone, he says he killed his father. I think he may have killed himself. Then find someone to take the blame for him!"

Among the onlookers, I don't know anyone who is so smart that he can tell the truth with just one word.

Wen Shan also felt that the old man was killed by a man.

The reason why the son killed his father should be the uneven distribution of spoils, ten taels of silver is not a small sum of money for an ordinary peasant family.

It is very possible to kill people if the spoils are not evenly distributed.

When Zhou Dafa heard the words of the crowd, he was also very panicked, trembling and slurring his words, "Big, big, small, I just want to find the murderer of my father, isn't it..."

"My lord, can I have a look at the old man's body?" Wen Shan interrupted the man and asked.

Liu Zhifu's eyes lit up, and he asked suspiciously: "What are you doing with the corpse?"

"This big brother has always said that we killed his father, but we never did such a thing, so instead of being wronged by him all the time, why don't I help him find the murderer, so that my husband and I can be cleared."

The courage is really big.

Liu Zhifu nodded, "Then you can see."

Wen Shan thanked her, and then she walked up to the corpse. She reached out and touched the corpse. The corpse was completely stiff, and it seemed that she had been dead for at least ten hours.

Now it is about six or seven o'clock in the morning, and it can be speculated that the time when the old man was killed was before eight o'clock in the evening.

There was a big wound on the old man's chest. After taking off his clothes, the wound was not very big, as if he was stabbed in by something like a dagger and died.

"My lord, where was the old man found?" Wen Shan asked.

"At the entrance of Xiaoqing Village, the people of Xiaoqing Village saw it when they went to work in the fields in the morning."

"Have you found the murder weapon that killed the old man?"

"Not yet."

"The old man was killed by what kind of strength?"

"It should be a dagger, a knife or something."

"My lord, let's go to Xiaoqing Village and see if we can find the murder weapon. If we find the murder weapon, we might be able to find the murderer." Wen Shan suggested.

Liu Zhifu wanted to know how she could solve the case, so he quickly agreed to her words and took the officers and soldiers to Xiaoqing Village.

Xiaoqing Village is not far outside the city, a village entrenched at the foot of the mountain.

There are not many people in the village, about thirty families.

The place where the old man was found was not much blood due to the rain.

The people of Xiaoqing Village, who were going to do farm work, saw the officers and soldiers coming, and they all came to see them, holding the tools they were going to do farm work in their hands.

Wen Shan's eyes lit up when he saw a commoner holding a sickle in his hand.

"My lord, we still haven't found the murder weapon," said the officer.

Liu Zhifu looked at Wen Shan and said, "No murder weapon was found."

"My lord, you ask the people of Xiaoqing Village to take out the scythes at home and put them in an open place."

"Why?"

"My lord, just follow the instructions, I guarantee you will find the murder weapon." Wen Shan said mysteriously.

Liu Zhifu smiled and asked the officials to make arrangements for everyone in Xiaoqing Village to take out their sickles.

Wen Shan looked at Zhou Dafa who was stiff, and said, "Brother Zhou, you are also from Xiaoqing Village, right? Why don't you take out your sickle?"

"Who said I won't get it? I'll go right away!"

Zhou Dafa walked away with a swaying footstep.

Wen Shan looked at his back and sneered: I want us to take the blame for you, it's a good idea!

In less than a while, the officials took out the sickles of all the people in the village and put them on the open space.

There is a note on the sickle who belongs to it, so I am not afraid of making mistakes.

Governor Liu looked at the scythes all over the place, and asked, "All the scythes in Xiaoqing Village are here, what are you going to do now?"

"My lord, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, you will find out later, the sickle will tell us who the murderer is." Wen Shan said.

Others don't understand.

"The sickle is a dead thing and can't speak. How can it tell us who the murderer is?"

"That's it."

"Is this delaying time?"

Wen Shan ignored the villagers' words, and his eyes fell on the sickle. A fly slowly flew over and circled on a sickle.

(End of this chapter)