Happy Little Scholar

"Who are you?" The criminal officer turned around and looked at Yang Liuqing coldly and asked.

Yang Liuqing looked at him and said calmly: "When Mr. Chen came here yesterday, I was also present, and I was the one who fought with him."

The officer narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "In that case---then take them away together!"

The guards behind him were holding things like shackles and chains in their hands. When they were about to step forward, Yang Liuqing reached out to block them, looked at them, and asked, "Do you have an arrest warrant from the Ministry of Justice?"

One of the government officials' expression darkened and he whispered: "How dare you, how can you question the Ministry of Justice's affairs?"

Yang Liuqing's voice became colder, "If not, then put away your tricks. Do you really think that because you are members of the Punishment Department, you can be lawless!"

The leading officer's eyes flashed. He didn't expect this woman to know so much about the work procedures of the Criminal Department. There were countless people watching from the Criminal Department. He couldn't go too far. Finally, he waved his hand and said: "It's just a summons for questioning. The shackles will be fine." No, take it away.”

Yang Liuqing glanced behind her and saw that two figures were missing. Then she turned her head and said to Zeng Zuimo with a smile: "Don't worry, Miss Zeng, nothing will happen. Let's go."

"Then Mr. Chen, is he dead?"

The expression on Zeng Zuimo's face was still a little dazed. Although she didn't have a good impression of Mr. Chen, she still felt a little complicated after the living person she had just met yesterday died like this...

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The lobby of the Ministry of Justice.

The four characters "Mingjing hangs high" were hung high in the hall. More than ten government officials were lined up on both sides. As the presiding judge, Zhao Shilang of the Criminal Department was sitting in the main hall with a gloomy look.

The faces of the two principals in attendance were mostly puzzled.

The Ministry of Punishment is very busy on weekdays. Unless His Majesty personally orders it, it is usually only responsible for the review of major cases. It is extremely rare for cases like this to be tried in court.

But this case is different. The son of a foreign minister of the Ministry of Rites was poisoned to death. It happened that the Chen family had a close relationship with the Chen Guogong Palace. Early this morning, the Duke's Palace put pressure on the Ministry of Punishments. Otherwise, this kind of case would be handed over to the Duke of Chen. How could the local county government and the Ministry of Punishment personally take over?

If we go deeper, the punishment department's hand actually stretched a bit too long this time.

The Minister of Justice asked solemnly: "What are the results of the autopsy?"

An old man with gray hair took a step forward and said, "Sir, the deceased died of poisoning. There were bruises on the chest, but there were no fatal wounds on the body. He took out a piece of quenched silver as thin as a hair from his right arm. According to the needle, the time of death was between midnight last night and Chen time this morning. Based on this calculation, the poisoning time should be between noon and Wu o'clock yesterday."

"My poor child, who harmed him, sir, you must make the decision for us!" A woman sitting nearby had tears on her face, and she couldn't help crying.

Zhao Shilang glanced at her and said: "Mrs. Chen, I can understand your mood, but this is the lobby of the Ministry of Justice. Please be quiet and don't disturb my case."

"Here, help the lady down." A middle-aged man next to the woman whispered, and two maids immediately came out from behind and helped the woman leave.

"I'll leave everything to Master Zhao." He took a deep breath, cupped his hands to Minister Zhao and said.

Being able to sit here and listen today is just for the sake of the Duke's Mansion. Otherwise, as a small official, the Ministry of Punishment would not give up face at all.

Zhao Shilang nodded, slapped the crowd in shock, looked at the people kneeling under the hall and asked: "I want to ask you, where did your young master go at Xu Shi at noon yesterday?"

Several servants of the Chen family who had been following Young Master Chen couldn't help but tremble when they heard the sound of Jingtangmu. One of the servants immediately said, "In response to your Excellency, Young Master was in Chunfang Pavilion yesterday. At that time, I went to Yangliu Lane to find Miss Zeng, and then stayed at Chunfang Pavilion until I went back in the evening. "

As soon as these words came out, even the government officials on both sides couldn't help laughing. This Mr. Chen was really interesting, and he actually regarded the brothel as his home.

Minister Zhao frowned and said, "Bring all the relevant personnel here."

A servant below said: "Sir, Zeng Zuimo from Yangliu Lane has not yet arrived, but Chunfang Pavilion Madam and the girls who have had contact with Mr. Chen have already arrived."

"Those?" When everyone was thinking about this word, they saw a gorgeously dressed middle-aged lady walking in from the outside with more than ten charming women.

"These people..." Zhao Shilang frowned and asked, "These people are all..."

The policeman said helplessly: "Sir, these women all had contact with Mr. Chen yesterday..."

"That old bustard..."

"The Madam ------ also had "contact"." The catcher looked a little embarrassed and couldn't help but glance at the Madam, his stomach turning a little.

The middle-aged man who was listening on one side had a twitching expression on his face. After Zhao Shilang was stunned for a moment, before he could speak, the old bustard knelt down with a plop and cried out with runny nose: "My lord, you are unjust. What a big deal to the slave family." If you are brave, the slave family would not dare to harm Mr. Chen. Besides, Mr. Chen is one of the top benefactors in our pavilion. It is not too late for the slave family to welcome him, so how could he..."

Zhao Shilang said coldly: "I haven't asked any questions yet. How can I roar in the court? If I say one more thing, I will drag him down and hit twenty big boards first!"

The madam's voice suddenly stopped as if someone had strangled her throat.

Zhao Shilang looked at her and said, "Since Young Master Chen stepped into Chunfang Pavilion for the first time yesterday, tell me everything that happened in detail!"

"Details?" The madam was stunned for a moment and asked with some uncertainty.

"Why, is there something else you want to hide?" Zhao Shilang glanced at her coldly and asked coldly.

"No, no!" The old bustard's face changed, and he immediately said: "Xiangxiang, hurry up, Mr. Chen calls you first, you go first, Lianlian, Huahua, Feifei, this is the second time for you three, hurry up preparing……"

"Three..."

Among the two rows of government officials, someone smacked his lips with an envious expression on his face.

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In the Criminal Department, the door of a certain duty room slowly opened, and Liu Yishou walked out with a tired look on his face.

After reading the files for another night, I still didn't find any useful clues. At this time, I was a little dizzy. Lord Shangshu reported illness and was recuperating at home. Those files that have been sealed will probably have to wait until he comes back to read them. These days , let’s focus on Dali Temple for the time being.

"Master Liu..."

Seeing him coming out, a person at the door immediately bowed.

"Let's go." Liu Yi waved his hand and walked out the door.

The man waved to someone not far away and said, "You guys, let's go!"

At the entrance of the lobby of the Criminal Department, several people turned around and saw the two people walking outside, with regretful expressions on their faces. They reached out to adjust the position of something and quickly followed them.

On the street, Liu Yishou walked with his head down. Behind him, several people were discussing something in low voices. At a certain moment, he suddenly raised his head and saw a carriage approaching from the front, with a look of surprise on his face, " grown ups?"

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In the lobby of the Criminal Department, all the officers were blushing. From time to time, they would secretly stretch out their hands or bend down slightly...

In the hall, the woman was still talking eloquently: "Master Chen is really powerful. He tormented the slave family for half an hour. Later, he changed four postures, including Guanyin..."

"shut up!"

Zhao Shilang of the Ministry of Punishment finally couldn't help but angrily reprimanded.

He stared at the woman, moved the hand on the gavel quietly under his body for a moment, and asked: "You mean, Master Chen once said that there is some pain in his right arm?"

The woman nodded repeatedly and said: "I said it, I said it when Mr. Chen entered the room, but we didn't pay attention at the time. Mr. Chen just took off his clothes and looked at it. Later, I also took off my clothes, and then... , four postures..."

"Shut up!" Zhao Shilang was stunned and said, "Okay, take them down first."

Although this wave of questioning made him want to die, he also got some useful information.

The young master of the Chen family had already been poisoned before he entered the brothel, but the poison had not yet spread. With the testimony of the brothel women, this news should not be false, and it would convince the public if it was published.

There was no enmity between Mr. Chen and these brothel girls, and these people had no motive to kill him. In this case, the murderer must be someone else.

"Have you brought any other suspects?" he asked again.

"Sir, we have arrived." A Yamen servant below replied.

The Minister of Justice's eyes flashed and he said, "Bring it up."

At that moment, several more figures walked out. Behind them were several officers from the Ministry of Justice, and in front were three women. A tall woman with a cold face stood slightly in front, and two people behind them, their faces were slightly pale.

"Xiao, Miss..." Xiaocui had never seen such a formation before. When she saw the yamen servant holding a stick in his hand and the official with a majestic look on his face, he held Zeng Zuimo's hand and his voice was trembling.

"Why don't you kneel down when you see me?" Seeing the three people standing in the hall, Zhao Shilang said coldly.

Just as Xiaocui and Zeng Zuimo were about to kneel down, Yang Liuqing reached out to support them, looked up at Minister Zhao of the Criminal Department, and said, "Why do you have to kneel down?"

"Huh?" Zhao Shilang's eyes were slightly cold.

"You Jingguo..." Yang Liuqing looked at him and said something. When he realized something was wrong, he stopped his voice and said, "The crime has not yet been decided, and Jingguo does not have the law to kneel down and listen to the trial."

"Bold!" Zhao Shilang's expression changed and he took a photo of the gavel.

Yang Liuqing's expression remained unchanged, and she just patted Zeng Zuimo and Xiao Cui's hands to express comfort.

"Sir, he was the one who attacked the young master yesterday and kicked him away!" A servant of the Chen family saw Yang Liuqing and immediately identified him.

"Is there any other witness?" Zhao Shilang no longer cared about what the woman just said, because Jingguo did not have a law that required kneeling to hear the trial. It would be detrimental to him to investigate carefully, and she could not be allowed to delay the time.

"Many people saw what happened yesterday." One of the detectives nodded slightly, turned around and said loudly: "Bring witnesses!"

"Look, I saw it. The noble gentleman wanted to tease the girl, but he was beaten by the heroine later."

"Tell me about that young man yesterday. He has been looking for that girl more than ten times, but he didn't even get in every time."

"That heroine's kung fu is so good. She kicked several grown men away with just one kick. It was so enjoyable to watch..."

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Several people eating melon seeds did not hide anything and told everything about the scene they witnessed yesterday.

"The witnesses and material evidence are all there, what else do you have to say?" The Minister of Punishment asked coldly: "You couldn't bear the entanglement of Young Master Chen, so you simply poisoned him to death. You also had the motive to kill, and you poisoned him The time matches, what else can you say?”

On the side of the court, the middle-aged man frowned. Although he also wanted to catch the murderer, he always felt that things were not that simple.

Would a mere civilian woman have the guts to poison his son?

"We had a conflict with him yesterday, but it had nothing to do with the poisoning. The personal and physical evidence that the adults mentioned had nothing to do with it." Yang Liuqing said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Hmph, the evidence is irrefutable, and you still want to deny it. It seems that you won't admit it without letting you suffer some pain." Zhao Shilang, the Ministry of Punishment, snorted coldly and said, "Come here and be tortured!"

Xiao Cui's body trembled, and she asked tremblingly: "Xiao, Miss, what, what is torture?"

Zeng Zuimo couldn't help but turn pale. Torture is a punishment specially used for women. It involves piercing holes in wooden sticks and connecting them with threads. The victim's fingers are put into the middle of the sticks and the ropes are tightened on both sides. This can easily lead to the disability of both hands. …

She usually paints and plays the piano with just one hand, but if...

Thinking of this, she held Xiao Cui's hand and tightened it slightly.

"Is it too late..." Yang Liuqing looked back and saw that the officer had taken out the torture tools. He shook his head slightly and stretched one hand into his sleeve.

Xiaocui's face was pale. The moment she saw the torture instrument, she knew what it was used for. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she still suppressed her fear and stood beside Zeng Zuimo.

Zhao Shilang stood up from above and said, "I will give you one more chance. If you still don't plead guilty, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"How do you admit the crime you want to commit?" Zeng Zuimo said through gritted teeth.

"Torture!" His face darkened and he threw down a torture stick.

Six government officials walked towards the three of them.

Yang Liuqing sighed softly and took out a piece of silk from her sleeve.

Several figures filed out from outside.

The young man walking in front looked a little thin, with a trace of fatigue between his brows, but his voice was loud and clear.

"The Secret Service is handling the case, and everyone else is waiting to get out of the way!"

The officers of the Ministry of Punishment and the two principals looked startled when they saw this, and even the few officers holding torture instruments did not make any move.

Not to mention that they knew this young man, even the clothes those people were wearing were intimidating, and they didn't dare to make any move.

"Liu Yishou..." Zhao Shilang of the Criminal Department looked at him with a gloomy expression and squeezed out a few words through his teeth.

[PS: This chapter is closed. I still owe one chapter last month. This month’s monthly ticket is currently 5861, which is counted as 6000. I owe a total of 12 chapters. Plus this chapter, there are 13 chapters. I dare not say the specific time. Can I Just pay it off. 】