Little Detective of the Tang Dynasty: What to do if you are beheaded at the beginning?

After many days, Song Zhen finally came to the legendary Tang Dynasty court for the first time.

It was similar to the TV dramas in later generations, but the area was smaller, only about 100 square meters.

The clerks were divided into two sides, five on each side.

On the high platform, there was a long table and a master chair, which was usually sat by the county magistrate.

There was a table below, which was the position of the judge, responsible for recording the trial, similar to today's clerk.

Because there were quite a few big figures coming today, in order to be fair and strict, that position was taken by Lu Cishi.

Standing aside, Cui Changshi pretended to be majestic and shouted loudly: "Commoner Song Zhen, you killed the fourth daughter of the Wang family Zhao family, quickly confess the truth!"

Since the Han and Wei Dynasties, ancient women had to take their husband's surname after getting married, even in the Tang Dynasty where women had a high status. It was usually called "husband's surname + original surname + clan name".

After the promotion of "Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism" in the Song Dynasty, it was even worse, and the original surnames of married women were directly erased.

Zhao Wenyu married into the Wang family, so they were called "Wangmen Zhaoshi".

Song Zhen lowered his head and sneered. He did not answer Cui Hao's question directly, but turned to Yan Liben.

He bowed his hands and said, "Minister Yan, this man is incompetent and incompetent. He didn't try the case when he should have, and made a judgment before the trial. With his way of being an official, you can imagine how many unjust, false and wrong cases he has handled?"

"......" Cui Hao spat, "Slippery tongue!"

The Imperial Censor said coldly with a cold face, "Don't say too much in the hall. Song Zhen, tell the truth."

Song Zhen put away his expression, looked at Wang Yifang seriously and replied, "I didn't kill anyone!"

"If you didn't kill him, how could you be at the crime scene?"

Isn't this the same logic as "If you didn't hit him, why did you help?"

Song Zhen raised his eyebrows: "I don't know."

Di Renjie, who was sitting next to him, whispered to his colleague, another judge of Bianzhou: "Remember it first, I'll be back soon."

Di Renjie looked at the crowd outside the door, and the groom Guangshu was hiding among them. He nodded to Guangshu.

Guangshu understood and immediately went back to the house to get the evidence.

No matter how Cui Hao set a trap, Song Zhen insisted that he didn't kill anyone.

Governor Lu lost his patience and shouted: "Who is the official in charge of the case?"

Seeing this, Cui Hao stepped forward and bowed: "It's Zhao Mingfu."

"Where is he? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

Cui Hao silently said in his heart that he would never come back.

As for the evidence? What evidence is there?

He turned his head and ordered his men to bring the charges that Song Zhen had signed after being tortured.

"Lu, the charge clearly states that Song Zhen has confessed his motive and process of murder."

Lu Yang took it and looked at it. It said: "The criminal Song Zhen, because of his beauty, lured the deceased to the dilapidated temple on the top of Luofeng Mountain to commit murder, humiliated and killed him!"

Every detail is well-founded, but why does it look so strange?

Di Renjie gave Song Zhen a reassuring look, he stood up and refuted: "Cui Changshi, I have also read this charge. I want to ask you a question. Song Zhen is just a commoner. How did he lure the deceased to the Ding Temple on Luofeng Mountain, which is more than 30 feet high?"

"This..." Cui Hao hesitated, "How do I know? I'm not a criminal."

"Yes, you are not a criminal, why is the crime process described so vividly in the charge, specifically using eighteen postures, and how did you know it?"

Song Zhen's ears immediately perked up. What? There are actually eighteen postures? Good guy, I really want to take it to observe and learn.

Cui Hao's eyes flickered: "He, didn't he sign it? It means that he has already acknowledged the crime."

"Will you describe the boudoir so carefully?" Di Renjie narrowed his eyes.

Cui Hao retorted: "I did the boudoir, it's not a crime, why should I explain it clearly?"

"You can't tell, why would Song Zhen tell?"

"He is a prisoner!"

Di Renjie shouted loudly: "It is precisely because he is a prisoner that he will not explain it so carefully!"

This involves criminal psychology, which is the experience Di Renjie has gained from interrogating prisoners in the past two years.

People have a sense of shame, and the ancients are even more so. Even if they explain the facts, they only roughly talk about the time, place, tools and means of committing the crime.

The crime made a fatal mistake. It was originally intended to make up the word count, but it ended up being written in high spirits.

More than 10,000 words were used to describe the details of how Song Zhen humiliated Zhao Wenyu, but the key information was omitted.

It was simply a pornographic article, which must have been exaggerated.

Even if this crime was submitted to the Dali Temple, it would not be approved.

Seeing that Cui Hao did not know how to refute, Di Renjie continued: "Let's go back to the question, the commoner Song Zhen,How did he trick the deceased to the crime scene? "

"With his identity, he didn't even have the chance to contact the deceased, because the deceased had always been secluded and rarely went out."

"Even if there was a chance to contact, what did Song Zhen say to make the deceased follow him obediently?"

Several bigwigs fell into deep thought. Di Renjie was right.

Even if Song Zhen had a motive, it was impossible to do it in reality. Zhao Wenyu always brought a few followers when he went out, and Song Zhen was driven away before he approached.

Di Renjie turned around and asked Song Zhen: "Where were you on the night of the seventh day of the frost month (November 7)? What were you doing?"

Song Zhen recalled and answered: "I picked up a coin at that time, so I came to Huichunfang in Xicheng, called a girl, and played until late at night."

"Do you remember who it was?"

"It seems to be called, Chunhua Niangzi."

"Call Chunhua Niangzi of Huichunfang into the hall! "

Strictly speaking, there was no term for girls in the Tang Dynasty. When Di Renjie saw Song Zhen calling her "girl" like that, he thought it was easy to say, so he followed suit.

She should be called Chunhua Lady, but don't you think it's weird?

Soon, Chunhua Lady arrived. Facing the summons from the government, she didn't dare to neglect it.

She walked forward tremblingly, clasped her hands at her waist, and bowed gracefully: "Anu greets you."

[Women in the Tang Dynasty called themselves: "maid", "concubine", "son", and "slave."]

"Chunhua Lady, Shuangyueqi, have you ever performed?"

"Yes, that night, I was called by a young man."

"Do you remember what the man's characteristics were?"

Chunhua Lady recalled that night and couldn't help looking embarrassed.

"That young man was very handsome and more than six feet tall. Anu remembers that after he called me over, he didn't do anything but let me dance all night. ”

[A foot in the Tang Dynasty is about 30 centimeters long.]

“Wow! A beast, facing such a beauty, he can remain calm?”

“He is the modern Liu Xiahui!”

“No, he should be worse than a beast! Even a beast can help others, but what about him?”

“?” Song Zhen was stunned. This… the original body is really useless.

Di Renjie glanced at him with a strange expression.

At this time, Miss Chunhua realized that Song Zhen was here. She stretched out her finger and called out, “This is the young man that Anu said.”

“Do you recognize him?”

“Of course I recognize him.” Miss Chunhua showed an extremely resentful expression.

The people watching outside the door stretched their necks. They were very curious, which gentleman was it?

《Shocked, a man went to a brothel and did such a thing...》

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