high official

Chapter 518
"Should Zhang Sicheng have heard what Li Chun said just now?" Wang Xian asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, I can hear you clearly on the platform." Zhang Yanzhi nodded.

"Is it true?" Wang Xian asked.

"Indeed." Zhang Yanzhi nodded and said, "It is precisely because of the evidence provided by the Zhenfu Department that Dali Temple was able to finally convict the criminal."

"Did you bring the evidence?" Wang Xian asked.

"Yi Ying's stolen goods have been returned to the owner." Zhang Yanzhi said: "Now this temple only preserves Qi Dazhu's murder weapon." He nodded, and the officer behind him brought a tray with a rusty dagger on it.Wang Xian didn't accept the tray either, he just looked at Li Chun and said, "Look, do you know this dagger?"

"I know." Li Chun glanced at the dagger, nodded and said, "This is exactly the one that we found, the murder weapon that Qi Dazhu used to kill people."

"Do you know where this dagger was made?" Wang Xian slowed down his tone.

"I don't know." Li Chun tightened his heart and shook his head.

"Then let me tell you," Wang Xian said with a sneer, "it was built by Zhang Blacksmith's next to Chaotian Palace! And it was built in August of the previous year, two months after the incident. I really don't know, Qi Dazhu How to use the weapon made in August to kill people in June!" When he said this, he stared at Li Chun's eyes, and he saw a trace of panic.

"Your Excellency's words are convincing, what evidence do you have?" Li Chun forced himself to be calm, he remembered that the matter had been dealt with cleanly.

"That's right, Blacksmith Zhang has been silenced by you, where can I find evidence?" Wang Xian sighed.

"My lord, don't slander!" Li Chun retorted loudly: "This is the first time I've heard of the name Zhang Blacksmith Shop, and the rumor of silence is even more nonsense."

"If you want people not to know, you have to do nothing yourself." Wang Xian laughed loudly and said, "I'll let you know to death today!" He said to Zhang Yanzhi: "Please Zhang Sicheng to do me a favor."

"My lord, please tell me." Zhang Yanzhi heard Wang Xian say that the dagger was forged in August, and his heart clenched. He knew what the other party said was so certain that it was impossible to aim at nothing.

"Please try to remove the wooden handle of the dagger." Wang Xian ordered.

After more than a year, Zhang Yanzhi looked at the dagger again, and saw that the workmanship was very rough, and the wooden handle was wrapped with hemp thread. He took the ax handed by the official and gave it to him with a light blow, and chopped the wooden handle and the hemp thread together. Break it off, exposing the iron handle in the middle.Zhang Sicheng picked up the iron handle and looked at it, and was stunned.

"What's written on it?" Wang Xian asked coldly.

"Yong...Le...Eleventh...year...made in August..." Zhang Yanzhi said in shock.Li Chun stared at Wang Xian as if he had seen a ghost, and said, "How do you know?!"

"My official said that if you want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself." Wang Xian said with a cold smile, "You don't know, do you? In pursuit of the truth, she is the wife of Yan Langzhong, Mrs. Liu. In order to clear her husband’s grievances, Mrs. Yan traveled all over the blacksmith’s shop inside and outside the capital to find clues. In the end, her hard work paid off. Arriving at Mrs. Zheng, who just lost her husband!" He slapped the gavel and said, "The witness is Mrs. Zhang Zheng!"

Then I saw a middle-aged woman with a sad face come to the hall, knelt in front of the case and said: "The widow, Mrs. Zhang Zheng, kowtows to my lord."

"Zhang Zheng, who is your husband?" Wang Xian asked warmly.

"It is Zhang Dali, the boss of Zhang Blacksmith next to Chaotian Palace." Zhang Zheng cried.

"How did Zhang Dali die?" Wang Xian asked.

"During the Chinese New Year last year, my husband ate the cakes brought by others, and he suffered from abdominal pain in the middle of the night. Before the doctor came, he bled to death from his seven orifices." Zhang Zheng said.

"Who sent the pastry, why didn't you report it to the officials?" Wang Xian asked in a deep voice.

"Before my husband died, I was not allowed to report to the official, saying that it would bring trouble to the whole family." Zhang Zheng said with tears: "Later, the coordinator came to check, and he was also determined to die of illness, so he hurriedly buried my husband. …It is said that the disease is contagious, or cremated.”

"Why did your husband say that?" Wang Xian asked.

"It was already difficult for him to speak at that time, so he just asked me to keep this account book." Zhang Zhengshi took out a black cloth-wrapped account book from his arms, and offered it to Wang Xiandao with both hands.

Wang Xian asked someone to pick it up, opened it and said, "What kind of account book is this?"

"This is the account book made by the government to order the blacksmith shop. During the Hongwu period, the government asked the blacksmith shop to be enthroned for future reference every time it made a piece of iron. But later, the government's management was not so strict, and other shops no longer bothered to do so." Zhang Zheng Shi Dao: "Only an honest person like my husband can execute it strictly."

Wang Xian flipped through the account book and said, "This is the account book from Yongle in the autumn of 11. Why did your husband let you put away this book?"

"The women didn't know at first, but it was Mrs. Yan who found the women. She reminded me that my husband made a dagger on the second day of August that year." Zhang Zheng said: "Daggers are forbidden by the government. Our shop makes farm tools and cooking utensils, not even kitchen knives, my husband didn’t intend to take this job...but he was threatened and intimidated by others, so he had to make this dagger illegally.”

Wang Xian nodded and said, "Is there any mark on the ironware sold by your house?"

"Yes, my husband will always engrave a character on it." Zhang Zhengshi said: "But he didn't engrave his surname on that dagger for fear of causing trouble, but engraved the date..."

"Who asked your husband to forge the dagger?" Wang Xian asked.

"I haven't seen it before. It's a 30-year-old with a hooked nose and a part of his left eyebrow is missing." Zhang Zheng shook his head and said, "I don't know if he let him beat me, but I happened to be in the shop the day I picked up the dagger. , I took a look at him, because that nose is very special, and later Mrs. Yan asked me to recall it repeatedly, so I remembered this person."

"You step aside first." Wang Xian nodded, let Zhang Tiejiang's wife step aside, and ordered: "Pass down the work!"

The next moment, a middle-aged man in a gray cloth gown knelt under the hall.

"Who is in the hall?"

"The villain is Jiangning County Wu Zuo Qian San."

"Qian San." Wang Xian said in a deep voice, "On the first lunar month of last year, Blacksmith Zhang from Zhang Blacksmith Shop in Chaotian Palace died. Did you go to collect it?"

"It's the villain." Qian San admitted.

"What is his sudden illness, why does he still need to be cremated?" Wang Xian said coldly: "Think carefully before answering, I only give you one chance, if you hide anything, you can wait to go to the imperial prison to eat a meal! "

Qian Sandeng was sweating profusely, faltering and refusing to speak.

"You're hiding it if you don't tell it." Wang Xian said indifferently.

"I said, I said, Zhang Tiejiang suffered from typhoid fever. According to the regulations of Ying Tianfu, after the death of typhoid fever patients, they should be cremated." Qian Sandao.

"But according to the family members, Zhang Tiejiang died within half an hour from the onset of illness!" Wang Xian said coldly: "Is this a symptom of typhoid fever? Are you going to die as a job?!"

"Small, I don't dare," Qian Sandeng said sweating profusely, "Maybe he had the disease before, but the family members ignored it... There are also cases where people insist on not seeing a doctor when they are sick."

"How dare you speak hard!" Wang Xian snorted heavily, and slapped the account book on the desk, saying: "In the early stage of typhoid fever, patients will feel weak all over the body, chills and discomfort, but Zhang Tiejiang was still rushing to work two days ago, this is typhoid fever What do you look like!" He took out a fire stick from the stick, threw it heavily on the ground and said, "I think you won't cry when you see the coffin! Use torture!"

The wolf-like guard took out his fingers and pincers, and wanted to set Qian San on. Qian San had been a public servant all his life, and he knew that after this trick, his hands and feet would not be disabled, but he would also suffer from the root cause of the disease.How can you wait for torture but then recruit?He hurriedly shouted: "The villain confesses, the villain confesses! But he said that day I was ordered to go to Zhang Dali's house to bury people. On the way, I met Li Baihu from the Fusi of Beizhen. He dragged me into the alley and joined me. When he piled up banknotes and asked me to mortuary, he said that he had typhoid fever and had to be burnt to be safe. A villain, a humble butcher, did not dare to offend hundreds of households in the township department, so he could only follow orders." Now that he had confessed, he Naturally, we should try our best to be honest and meritorious: "But after the cremation, the villain inspected Zhang Dali's bones and found that they were all black inside. It was obviously arsenic poisoning. This adult only needs to open the coffin for an autopsy."

"Which one is Li Baihu?" Wang Xian asked.

"This..." Qian Sanmo glanced at Li Chun, and the latter's eyes burst out with a strong murderous intent.

"Don't be afraid. After the exposure, you will not only be free from prison, but I will also protect you from harm!" Wang Xian reassured him and said, "What's more, there are only a few dozen households in Fusi in Beizhen. , there are a few more people surnamed Li, you can find out if you don’t tell me, but then you will be sentenced to prison!”

"I said, I said," Qian Sanyi thought about it, and immediately confessed: "It's Li Zhenfu's nephew, Li Gou'er!"

"Pass Li Gouer!" As soon as Qian San finished speaking, Wang Xian immediately ordered, as if he had rehearsed in advance.This made everyone in the hall look dumbfounded, giving birth to a feeling that everything is under Wang Xian's control, and this time is just a formality.

Li Gou'er was also carried up, and he was one of the three people who were spanked by Wang Xian that day, but he didn't pretend to be dead at the moment, and he was cursing when he was carried up.

"It's him, it's him!" Before Qian San could speak, Zhang Zhengshi was already staring at Li Gou'er's hooked nose, and screamed, "It's the dagger he took from my husband!"

Li Gou'er was taken aback for a moment, and then raised his head to look around. He didn't know Zhang Zhengshi, but he knew Qian San. There was something he didn't understand.He hurriedly looked at his uncle as if asking for help, only to see Li Chun kept glancing at Zhang Gouzi.

As expected of a blood-related uncle and nephew, Li Gou'er actually understood what Li Chun meant, and fainted as well...

The audience outside the lobby were all dumbfounded, is this all right?But even ordinary people feel that this is unreliable, you can hide from the first day of the junior high school, and you can also hide from the fifteenth day?Have you been pretending to be dizzy to the end?
　I'm really sorry, there have been too many things these days, and I'm going to fly to Shanghai again today. When I come back from Shanghai, I will reply twice a day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)