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Bao Zheng put the bamboo hat on the ground, adjusted his clothes with both hands, glanced around the hall and said: "Dear fellow villagers, today Bao will analyze the facts of this case for everyone. In fact, the loopholes in this case are very obvious.
It only takes a little deduction and demonstration to overturn the accusation against Su Xiaoguan."
Everyone thought hard and couldn't figure out why the case that seemed to have solid evidence turned out to be completely different when Master Bao told him about it. They all said, "Master Bao, tell us."
"I've heard for a long time that Lord Bao is very wise, and I can finally see it today."
"Master Bao takes action, no dirty tricks can escape his eyes."
The crowd's discussion was like steel needles stabbing into the hearts of Zhu Shiyong and everyone in the chamber of commerce, causing blood to splash everywhere. It was so painful that Zhu Shiyong and others could only endure it and watch indifferently, with their ears stunned one by one.
Listen carefully to see if there are any flaws or unreasonable inferences in Bao Zheng's words. Once discovered, they will attack them in groups.
Bao Zheng waved his hand and said: "Everyone, be silent. This is above the court hall. Under the plaque of "The Mirror Hangs High" is the important place of the imperial court. Please don't make any noise."
The crowd quickly quieted down. Bao Zheng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Master Futai just now said that a suicide note was found on Qin Dalang's body. How about Bao wanting to see this suicide note?"
The magistrate master looked at Zhu Shiyong and asked for his opinion. Although Zhu Shiyong was reluctant, his refusal at this moment was self-righteous. He nodded and whispered: "Give it to him, but be careful."
The implication seemed to be that he wanted the master to prevent Bao Zheng from destroying the evidence. The master was stunned for a moment, then blinked and said, "You understand, I understand."
The master carefully lifted the wooden tray and came to Bao Zheng. Bao Zheng raised his hand to reveal Su Ling. Although the master was old and had lost all his teeth, he was surprisingly agile. He turned around and quickly dodged Bao Zheng's hand, laughing.
Said: "Master Bao, it would be better for me to help you uncover it."
Bao Zheng was such a smart man. He immediately understood his intention and his face changed color immediately.
Su Jin saw it clearly from the side and thought to himself: "This Magistrate Zhu is quite stupid. Mr. Bao is also an official of the imperial court. How could he do something like destroying evidence in public? This is a typical attitude of a villain."
The belly of a gentleman."
The anger on Bao Zheng's face disappeared for a moment, and then he returned to his natural state. He put his hands behind his back and said, "Then you'll have some work."
The master said with a smile: "It should be, it should be." Then he gently opened the silk silk, picked up the bamboo stick on the plate, gently opened and pressed the folded paper, and sent it to Bao Zheng.
Bao Zheng probed his head and observed carefully. His brows suddenly relaxed and tightened, and his face suddenly felt happy and sad. Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at his face in the lobby, and there was no sound. They could hear each other's breathing.
After about half a cup of tea, Bao Zheng raised his body and said to the master: "Thank you very much."
The master said: "Have you finished reading?"
"Thank you." Bao Zheng said.
"Aren't you going to watch it for a while longer?" Master suddenly said, I don't know if it was a courtesy or a joke.
Bao Zheng frowned and said, "Please send it back to avoid being stained."
The master was also shocked to realize that he was talking too much and secretly looked at the face of the master, which was also unkind. He quickly covered Su Ling and put it back on the koan without saying a word.
"Everyone, this suicide note is fake." Bao Zheng's first words shocked the entire audience. Except for everyone in the Su family, the Chamber of Commerce, and the prefect who knew the truth, everyone on and off the court gasped.
, no wonder Mr. Bao dared to openly challenge him. As long as this suicide note can be proven to be false, then the accusations against Su Xiaoguan will be fabricated out of thin air.
"Bao Zheng, the court is not the place for you to talk nonsense. These words will be recorded in the main book and you will not be able to deny them." Zhu Shiyong shouted.
Bao Zheng stared at Zhu Shiyong with a pair of tiger eyes and said: "Why does Bao deny it? This suicide note is originally a counterfeit."
"How can you see it?" Zhu Shiyong said.
"One of the doubtful points is that the paper used to write the suicide note is mulberry paper, commonly known as white linen paper; this kind of paper was produced by only one company in the Song Dynasty, and that was Zhang Ji Paper Factory in Jingzhao Prefecture (Note: Chang'an City), Zhang Ji Paper
The paper workshop only opened one branch in the capital. Nearly half of the official and private bookstores in the Song Dynasty used paper from Zhangji Paper Workshop. However, due to the long distance and high price, our Luzhou Prefecture used a large number of Huizhou bamboo board paper. Just now we
Observe carefully, there is a seal of Zhang Ji under the paper. Although it is soaked in water, it is clearly identifiable. There is no doubt that this paper is from Zhang Ji. This is the point of doubt."
"What a joke, what's so suspicious about this? We also have pieces of white linen paper in Luzhou Prefecture. Although the number is not large, we still have it." Zhu Shiyong sneered.
"Su Xiaoguan, what kind of paper do you usually use when writing Su's notes?" Bao Zheng turned to Su Jin and asked.
This was the first time for Su Jin to talk face to face with this famous celebrity in history. He was a little excited and nervous, and was speechless.
Shopkeeper Zhao listened and said: "Master Bao, my young master's family will not know about such trivial matters. This matter is handled by the steward of the Su family."
Bao Zheng said: "That would be better. Summon this person quickly. This person does not know the content of our conversation just now, so he can tell the truth. How about asking Mr. Zhu to send a Yamen servant to summon him?"
Zhu Shiyong said: "Is this necessary?"
Bao Zheng said: "It is better to be cautious when it comes to the innocence of a person involved."
Zhu Shiyong had no choice but to think: "It depends on what tricks you can do." He said to one of the yamen servants: "Boss Li, go to the Su Mansion and ask the housekeeper to come. Don't let him say a word to anyone along the way.
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Team Leader Li accepted the promise and hurried away. Bao Zheng shouted after him: "It's best to get some paper patterns from Su Ji's shop."
After a while, Team Leader Li and Su Fu, the housekeeper of the Su family, arrived in a hurry. The two of them were walking in a hurry, breaking out in hot sweat and gasping for air. Su Fu put a sealed cloth bag under his arm.
Everyone guessed that it was the paper commonly used by the Su family.
Xiao Sui'er and others had done a good job in keeping secrets. Su Fu had no idea that Su Jin had been arrested by the government, so when he saw Su Jin and other big shopkeepers in the government office, he was quite surprised and hurriedly saluted: "
Hey, how come the young master's family is in this court?"
Bao Zheng didn't have time to listen to his master and servant reminisce about the past, so he asked directly: "Are you the steward of the Su family?"
The chubby Su Fu's face turned pale with heat, and he swallowed his saliva and said: "Little Su Fu, Mrs. Meng and the young master will not give up, and help the Su family run errands."
"Did you purchase all the commonly used paper in Su Ji's life?"
"That's not true..." Su Fu suddenly became proud and said with his fingers: "Firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, as big as a carriage and horse, as small as a coil of incense, etc.
A villain who doesn’t handle things?"
Su Jin frowned and said, "I've committed the habit of talking too much again. Please answer Mr. Bao's words properly."
Su Fu was startled and said awkwardly: "Report to Mr. Bao, the paper was purchased by a villain."
Bao Zheng said: "What kind of paper are you purchasing?"
Su Fu said in astonishment: "I don't know what kind of paper this is. I only know that it is the name of Zheng Qi, a merchant from Huizhou in Luzhou. No! It's this kind of paper." After saying that, he handed out the cloth bag under his arm.
Bao Zheng reached out and opened the bag, pulled out a pile of light yellow paper, looked at it and asked, "Are they all this kind of paper?"
"No, Zheng Qi and I are old acquaintances. His prices are very cheap. Each bag is more than 50 yuan cheaper than the market. Zheng Qi gave me Lao Su face, and we also..." Su Fu rambled on.
There are a lot of them, just to show off their ability and buy them at a lower price than others.
Su Jin couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. This Sufu man was very careful about his duties, but he was too irritated with his mouth.
Bao Zheng interrupted him and said, "Step aside."
Su Fu said: "Is there nothing wrong with me?"
Su Jin frowned and said, "Stand aside and don't talk too much. Just listen. I'll ask you later."
Su Fu hurriedly agreed, bowed and stepped aside.
"Master Zhu, the situation is already obvious. Su Ji does not use this kind of paper. Bao dares to say that there are not more than ten households in Luzhou City that use white linen paper. Then Qin Dalang used white linen paper to write his suicide note. Dare I ask him?
Where do you get this kind of paper?" Bao Zheng asked.
"Besides, white linen paper is expensive, and it is impossible for non-rich families to use this kind of paper. Do you think that Qin Dalang would buy white linen paper specifically to write a suicide note? If so, if the paper comes in a bunch of thousands, then what is left of the paper?
And where is it? I’m afraid I haven’t found anything at his residence.”
"This..." Magistrate Zhu also knew that what Bao Zheng said was the truth, but at this time he could only deny it. He spread his hands and said: "I'm afraid I have to ask Qin Dalang, how did you and I know about this?
Besides, since the source of the paper is questionable, can we conclude that the suicide note is fake? Mr. Bao takes it for granted."
Bao Zheng nodded and said: "Your Majesty's words are reasonable, but we cannot conclude that the suicide note is fake. However, this is one of the doubts. Your Majesty, do you not deny it?"
Zhu Shiyong said: "This is just a small doubt."
Bao Zheng clapped his hands and said, "Then Bao will tell you the second doubt."
Everyone in the hall was deeply attracted by Mr. Bao's process of analyzing the case. The seemingly subtle details turned out to be full of mysteries. When they heard Bao Zheng was going to talk about the second doubt point, they all listened attentively, for fear of missing a word.dd