Chapter Two Hundred and Ten: Solving the Storm
Dali Temple is the highest central judicial organ in charge of the trial of criminal prison cases in the Song Dynasty and belongs to one of the three departments.
In fact, the Dali Temple Committee, which was famous in the Song Dynasty, did not have the arrogant momentum as imagined. From the outside, it seemed very simple. The windows stood quietly in the swaying blue shadows of camphor pine wood.
There is a famous pavilion in the prison of Dali Temple, which is the Fengbo Pavilion, where King Yue was regretted back then.
Fengbo Pavilion is a double-eaved pavilion with four pointed corners, with black tiles and red pillars. There is a plaque engraved with the words "Fengbo Pavilion". Not far from the pavilion is a clear river. The river water winds, heading southwest and flows into the vast West Lake.
When King Yue relied on his loyalty to serve the country, he fought against the Jin army with his awesome Yue family army and was invincible. When he arrived directly at Huanglong Mansion, he was urgently recruited by the court to return to Lin'an Mansion with twelve gold medals.
In the dilemma between the rank and the lost rank, King Yue had to endure the pain in order to preserve his strength against the Jin Dynasty.
But unexpectedly, as soon as he entered Lin'an Prefecture, he was falsely arrested on the charge of "treason".
At that time, the court negotiated peace with the Jin army. The Jin army commander Jin Wushu wrote a letter to Qin Hui, saying that "it will be possible to kill Yue Fei before it can be seen." So the court killed King Yue and his son on the charge of "false".
A generation of famous generals were brutally killed after writing the big words "The sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun is bright and the sun
As time goes by, although Emperor Xiaozong, who was adopted, was relatively smart, earned some face for his emperor, quelled King Yue, built a tomb, built a temple, and even gave the title of filial daughter to the Yue family, everything was irreversible.
Just like the Song Dynasty, when the jackals and wolves were defeated, the best opportunity had been missed, and if you want to turn the tide, you would not be able to catch it.
Wu Jia, the guard at the entrance of Dali Temple, stood solemnly. When he saw a luxurious carriage coming from afar, his face changed.
The hanging banner on the carriage shows that the carriage comes from Pingzhang Mansion.
Just in the morning, a servant from Pingzhang Mansion came to report the case. The temple minister led a member to get a female corpse with a broken head. He had no choice but to solve the case for seven days, which made the Dali Temple and others scratch their heads and were nervous. Why did someone come again now?
The carriage stopped, and the servant followed him to open the thick green cloth curtain respectfully, but saw a young man wearing a soapy clothes from the Qiantang County Bureau. Behind him was a little kid in a gorgeous dress and a girl dressed in maid.
This combination made the guards look at each other and feel a little overwhelmed.
The young man in soapy clothes raised his hand and saluted: "Please inform Li Sicheng, just say that Zhao Chonghuan, who is in Pingzhang Mansion, has important matters to ask for a meeting!"
When he heard this, a smart guard had already rushed in and reported.
Zhao Chonghuan naturally knew that it was the credit of this stunning Pingzhang Mansion carriage, so he didn't need to say hello and entangle, and someone could not wait to report back to his boss.
In a short while, Li Sicheng's tall and thin green figure came hurriedly.
"Brother Zhao!" Li Sicheng greeted in surprise.
After they transported the dead-headed female corpse back, they also asked the stupa to check the body carefully. Except for what they had discovered before, there was no further progress.
Several people had just sat down and took a break. They were talking about the injuries that Zhao Chonghuan found, but they didn't expect to say that Cao Cao was here. When the guards came to report that Zhao Chonghuan had something to ask for a meeting, Li Sicheng immediately rushed out with joy.
"Mr. Li!" Zhao Chonghuan hurriedly saluted.
When Li Sicheng saw that there were people following him, there was a boy in brocade clothes, he couldn't help but wonder.
Zhao Chonghuan said softly: "This Lord Pingzhang Jinsun is just playing with me. Please greet him properly! But there is no need to make a big fuss. He is delicate and intimidating him!"
Li Sicheng was stunned when he heard this, and his forehead twitched, and he could only bite the bullet and welcome Jia Zixian in.
Seeing that Li Sicheng was so respectful, the guards became more and more curious, and they tried to say something with their eyes but they wanted to stop.
Li Sicheng was not willing to disturb the minister, so he could only settle Jia Zixian and others in the hall where the staff members were resting, and took Zhao Chonghuan directly to the charity room.
On the way, Li Sicheng asked anxiously: "What did you find in Pingzhang Mansion?"
Zhao Chonghuan nodded slightly: "The villain learned some situations in the mansion and found the possible motive for the death of the concubine Ten. Now we need to test the dead female corpse again to solve the doubts!"
Li Sicheng was overjoyed. In just a few hours, the young man had found his motive. Isn’t he a master?
"We have looked for the slaughter and checked it again, and there is nothing special!" Li Sicheng felt a little ashamed. He was very impressed by Zhao Chonghuan's technique of using white plum cake to test hidden injuries.
"I'll talk about the specific situation again. At present, I'm still speculating that there is no real evidence!" Zhao Chonghuan said slightly, "If this case is solved, it must be based on real evidence, otherwise Lord Pingzhang will not be willing to give up!"
"Yes! We are also distressed!" Li Sicheng sighed. Jia Pingzhang pressed He Siqing, and He Siqing naturally pressed them again, one level after another, and the officials crushed people to death.
"It also means that you can go to Pingzhang Mansion for another hour to check it out to see what clues can be found! Fortunately, Lord He asked you to join, Mr. Changhuai also appreciates you so much, and I feel a little confident!"
"I don't dare to be it, I don't dare to be it!" Zhao Chonghuan could hear Li Sicheng's compliment.
Soon the two of them arrived at the charity room in the backyard of Dali Temple.
"The charity room in Dali Temple is a suspended place. Once the first test is over, the body will be sent out to the special charity room outside the Genshan Gate." Li Sicheng explained, "However, this time it is special. Since Lord Pingzhang requires the case to be solved in seven days, he must first deal with the case with all his strength!"
Like the charity houses in Qiantang County, the charity houses in Dali Temple are also shady, and when they get close, they feel a little cool and gloomy.
In the charity room, Wang Junzuo was cleaning up the basin that warded off evil spirits and drove away the darkness. When he saw Li Sicheng leading the people again, he was stunned. When he saw the person coming, the old Junzuo was even more surprised.
Zhao Chonghuan took the lead in greeting him, and Wang Zhuzuo woke up.
"Isn't this Brother Zhao?"
"Brother Zhao found something in Pingzhang Mansion, let's check the body and verify it!"
When Wang Junzuo heard that Zhao Chonghuan had discovered something, he couldn't help but be happy. After all, all Dali Temple is now overwhelmed by this case.
"You ask!" Wang Rongzuo quickly bowed to give way, "I'll call the samaka!"
"Senior, no need! Lord Li," Zhao Chonghuan looked at them and said tactfully, "I want to personally examine the whole body of the female deceased!"
Li Sicheng and the other two were stunned.
After all, it is a female corpse. It has always been a customary practice. The privacy part has a check record and reports, and the coroner's single verification does not comply with etiquette.
Li Sicheng hesitated and looked at Wang Junzuo, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Then you check it out yourself. We will guard outside so that no one can break through by mistake!" He was also afraid that someone would be found and took responsibility.
Zhao Chonghuan nodded, borrowed Wang Junbu's utensils and went straight over.
Li Sicheng and the others hurriedly waited outside the door.
After about two incense sticks, Zhao Chonghuan found the answer he wanted, unbuttoned his pocket shirt and lowered his eyes and walked out with a thoughtful look. As soon as he left the door of the charity room, a familiar voice sounded in his ears, calling her name lowly.
"Really fantasy!"
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Junan: The second update, another update!
Cute historical knowledge: Fengbo Pavilion still stands by the West Lake, no light is seen, but the world is twisting and turns! China is still China, and it is worthy of the will of King Yue!
Chapter completed!