As a medical concubine

Chapter 384 Trial Case (3)
Lord Feng, the village chief and the whole house did not dare to raise their heads, and just knelt down tremblingly.

Liao Zicheng touched Hua Zhu's forehead with the corner of his lips, it was very hot, he frowned, poured hot water and ten pills, and fed Hua Zhu to take.

During the whole process, the room was so quiet that only the sound of everyone's breathing and Hua Zhu's drinking water remained.

After taking the medicine, Hua Zhu leaned on his shoulder and asked feebly, "Who will interrogate him first?"

"Uncle Yang."

Huazhu nodded: "I'll interrogate."

Master Feng and the village head cleaned up the main room by themselves, and walked into the side room with Liao Zicheng. Hua Zhu sat on a chair in the main room, facing a square table, and opposite, a long stool.

Old Uncle Yang came. He was younger than Uncle Liu, but tall and tall. He grew medicine all the year round, which gave him a faint medicinal fragrance.He knew that the person he treated last night was the famous admiral's wife. After entering the door, he knelt down and kowtowed, and said, "The grass people knocked on my wife."

Hua Zhu took out the pamphlet and pen, and signaled Old Man Yang to sit down with his eyes: "I have a few questions to ask you, related to the murder of Old Man Liu, please tell me the truth."

Uncle Yang felt very strange, since it was a trial, why was he allowed to sit?He went to the Yamen to complain before, but he always knelt down.

Huazhu tapped the tabletop with a pen: "Sit down, old man Yang, you see, I am already sick, don't let me waste my energy on inviting you to sit down."

Uncle Yang sat down flattered: "Excuse me, madam."

"How is your relationship with Uncle Liu?"

"Ordinary friends, some contacts, he occasionally gets medicine from me, and uses firewood to pay for money."

"What kind of medicine?"

"He has very severe rheumatism, and he will get sick when the humidity is heavy. And Tweety, the little girl will get cold once or twice a year."

Hua Zhu wrote down one by one, and then asked: "Last night at four o'clock in the morning (eight o'clock in the evening), he went to the back mountain to ask you to get medicine. At that time, was there any scar on the corner of his mouth? Was his clothes torn?"

Old Uncle Yang shook his head: "No, he was fine when he came looking for me."

Huazhu asked again: "Why didn't he bring back the medicine himself, but asked you to bring it yourself. Did he go somewhere else after leaving your house?"

Uncle Yang thought for a while: "He only said that he had something to do, but he didn't say what it was. He asked me to deliver it. I have a good relationship with him, so I gave it away." Old Uncle Yang replied, "He also said that the son and wife It looks like a noble body, let me prescribe the pills, so that I don't know how long it will take to boil the medicine."

"Uncle Liu has a heart." Huazhu stared intently, without too much expression on her face, even if she just said a word of concern, "Then you didn't meet Uncle Liu again on the way back from this yard to the back mountain? The place where the crime happened , not too far from your home."

Uncle Yang said: "It's still a bit far away, but that road is the road I must pass to get home. Unfortunately, I didn't come across it. I didn't come across it all the way home."

"Did you go out again after you got home?"

"No."

"Who can testify against you?"

"My son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter can all testify."

Huazhu waved the charcoal pen and quickly wrote down the notes. Her weakness caused her speed to drop sharply, and she had to use symbols instead.

After finishing writing, Huazhu asked with a normal expression: "Did you hear the quarrel after you went back?"

"No, those of us who work are all asleep, and can't wake up even when thunder strikes."

"Who do you think is the murderer?"

Old man Yang was silent.

Hua Zhu tapped the table with the end of a pen: "Since the Admiral's Office dares to accept this case, it will definitely be responsible to the end. I assure you that you will not suffer any retaliation."

Old Uncle Yang looked around, took Huazhu's pen, wrote the village chief on Huazhu's booklet, and said loudly, "I don't know who the murderer is."

Huazhu understood it, and said cooperatively: "Don't you really know?" Write down the reason.

"I really don't know. Uncle Yang doesn't have any grudges with anyone." Uncle Yang said so, but wrote with the pen in his hand, "The village chief wants Cui'er, and the village chief also lives in the back mountain. Chang is Uncle Liu's creditor."

Huazhu nodded understandingly: "You go back, I will contact you again if you have any questions."

In the side room, Liao Zicheng kept looking at the expressions of the village chief and Mr. Feng, until Hua Zhu said that he would interrogate the village chief next time, and Liao Zicheng withdrew his knife-like eyes.

Facing Huazhu again, the village head felt uncomfortable: "Husband...madam, do you...do you have something to ask me?"

Huazhu gave a faint "hmm", and cast her cold eyes on him: "What is your relationship with the deceased?"

"Ah?" The village chief was taken aback, "I am the village chief and he is a villager, that's all."

"Isn't it the relationship between the creditor and the debtor?" Hua Zhu asked in the usual tone, and her tone was not harsh because she hated him.

The village chief's throat slid, and he said with a sneer: "Yes, he owes me money. He has rheumatism, and Lao Yang's family can't see it well. Once he was so painful that there was nothing to do. I lent him money and asked him to visit the town. Fortunately, there is a village chief who loves the people like a son like me, otherwise, his legs would have been disabled long ago, so how could he work?"

Huazhu didn't listen to his bragging, but asked, "How much did you borrow?"

The village chief looked at the sky: "You owe me ten taels."

Twelve is undoubtedly an astronomical figure for an uncle who chops firewood. Huazhu's eyes turned cold: "Principal? Don't give me interest."

The village chief cleared his throat, his expression became unnatural: "Two...Two two."

Two taels of principal, eight taels of interest!Hua Zhu really wanted to overturn the table and trample him to death!

Containing her anger, Hua Zhu sneered: "Love the people like a son, huh? He can't pay it back, so you ask Tweety to pay off the debt?"

The village chief's face turned pale, how did the madam know about such a thing?But taking a concubine is not against the law. As for borrowing money, he didn't force Lao Liu to borrow it.Both sides are voluntary, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, what can the wife do to him?

The village chief said: "I mean if he can't afford it, but if he can afford it, I won't do anything to Tweety."

Huazhu's eyes sharpened: "But he insisted on paying it back, no matter how many years it takes. You can't wait for Natuier to pass through, so just kill old uncle Liu!"

(End of this chapter)