Bao Zheng turned to Su Jin and said, "Come on, let's see if what you said is the same as what I have deduced."
Su Jin bowed and said: "The common people obey your orders."
After saying that, he straightened up and said: "Just now I listened to Mr. Bao's reasoning, and I suddenly became enlightened. Although the two doubts raised by Mr. Bao cannot conclusively prove that the suicide note is fake, the exchange between Mr. Bao and the prefect just now taught me the final understanding.
A big and important doubt."
"Just put it bluntly, who can bear to listen to your ramblings?" someone in the chamber of commerce group shouted.
Su Jin chuckled and said: "Let me tell you in detail, seniors, please be patient. According to what the magistrate said, Qin Dalang committed suicide by drowning two or three days ago. The suicide note was found on the body by his wife. It was obviously Qin Dalang's.
You wrote it and put it on your body when you were about to die, right?"
Everyone nodded and said, "That must be the case."
Su Jin looked at Zhu Shiyong and waited for his answer. Although Zhu Shiyong felt vaguely inappropriate, Su Jin's inference was common sense and he could not refute it for the sake of refutation. He nodded and said: "So what?"
Su Jin smiled and said: "That's right. No one can write a suicide note after death, right? I just want to ask the prefect, what kind of texture is this white linen paper made of? What kind of ink is the writing on the paper made of?
?Why is it that after being soaked in water for two or three days, it still remains intact and the words on it can be clearly recognized? This kind of paper and ink is probably hard to find in the world."
Su Jin's series of questions were like a giant hand that swept away the blockages in everyone's minds. No matter how high-quality the white linen paper is, it is made from the bark of the mulberry tree, pounded and boiled, and has a superior texture.
It's just that it's whiter, smoother and smoother than other papers, but it's absolutely impossible for it to survive being soaked in water for two or three days and still unfold.
Seeing that everyone had a sudden enlightenment, Su Jin took advantage of the heat to hit the railway: "Please take out a piece of white linen paper, write a few lines of writing on it, and put it in a basin of water to try it. See if the paper is good after being fished out."
You can also read more and everything is self-explanatory.”
Zhu Shiyong was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that the carefully arranged layout would have such a big loophole. It was really stupid.
Everyone in the Chamber of Commerce was also dumbfounded. For this plan, Tang Jiyuan spared no effort to dig out the body of Qin Dalang, who had been buried for two days.
Putting the blame on Su Jin; I thought it was ingenious and flawless, but I didn't expect that Bao Zheng's meticulous analysis was full of loopholes; Tang Jiyuan was shocked and frightened, and he didn't even dare to look in Zhu Shiyong's direction, for fear of having sex with Zhu Shiyong
They met with cold eyes.
Zhu Shiyong's thoughts were racing, he was calculating the current situation, and he was unconsciously making the final excuse: "This... I don't know the reason for it, but the world is full of wonders, maybe Qin Dalang has not forgotten it, and is protecting him secretly.
It’s also unknown.”
When the crowd heard what the prefect said, they immediately burst into an uproar. Some sneered, shook their heads, and cursed quietly. Even the mummy-like Zhu Yanei looked at his father in disbelief and said to himself: "Dad, you curse every day.
I'm stupid, I finally understand why I'm so stupid, because I fell in love with a father like you."
Zhu Shiyong's face turned red, and he took a series of fierce shots to stop the chaos in the hall. He couldn't think of any good words to explain for a while.
Bao Zheng was already furious, but at this time Zhu Shiyong was still denying it, which was unbearable.
I saw Bao Zheng kicking the bamboo hat on the ground far away, hitting a government servant's leg, and shouted angrily: "Master Zhu, is this how you judge the case? It is obvious that the suicide note was forged by others, but you still
Ignoring the facts, you use strong words to deceive the world with false words. May I ask what your intentions are? As a parent and an official, you are so stupid that you really don't care about the laws of the court, the public opinion of the world, and the human sentiments of the world?
"
Bao Zheng didn't wait for Zhu Shiyong's answer. He stretched out his hand and gestured to the old man next to him who was looking like a master: "Bring it up."
The old man quickly waved to the crowd in the hall, and a servant came up to the hall carrying a large basin of water. He placed the basin on the ground, took out a roll of paper from his arms and handed it to the old man. He turned around and said something.
Without bowing, he retreated.
Bao Zheng pointed at Zhu Shiyong and said: "Master Zhu, since you firmly believe in illusory things, Qin Dalang's first seven days have not passed today, and his ghost is still there. If he really wants to bring the person who harmed him to justice, he should be in the hall now.
In order to protect you, Bao will put the white linen paper into the basin. If it can be fished out and identified within a stick of incense, I will believe your words."
After saying that, he quickly stepped forward, grabbed a pen from the main desk, and wrote several pages on the white linen paper he brought with him. He held it in his hand and said, "Everyone, please open your eyes and see clearly. This is a home."
Let’s see if the white linen paper you just brought out is as strong as rock thread, or if it is protected by ghosts as the prefect said, it will survive the water.”
Su Jin stretched out his hand and put a few pieces of paper into the basin. Su Jin saw that the same sentence was written on those pieces of paper: "I will live up to the emperor's grace, and I will live up to the common people." He admired the most in his heart, and acted from the heart.
Reflecting his psychology, Bao Zheng casually wrote this sentence, which shows that this sentence is the belief and creed he adheres to in his heart. He is a truly pursuing man.
Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at the paper in the copper basin, and saw that the paper was quickly soaked and soaked. The ink marks on the paper could just be discerned, but in the blink of an eye, the traces of ink drifted away like dark clouds and disappeared into the clear water.
After a while, the entire basin of water was dyed into light black ink.
Zhu Shiyong knew that he could no longer go all the way to the dark side. He gritted his teeth and made a decision. It was not too late to make amends. As an official in the world, his brain was the brightest when he was threatened.
When Bao Zheng carefully used bamboo sticks to lift up the damaged white linen paper and show it to the public, Zhu Shiyong had already thought of a way out.
"Come here, tell the story to the court." Zhu Shiyong did not wait for Bao Zheng to speak, but struck first.
Zaoyi Wuzuo was waiting in the side room in the morning. Hearing the message from the magistrate, he stumbled up to the hall, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and paid homage.
"You dare to commit such a crime, dare to deceive me, and you should be punished quickly. Where did you get this suicide note?" Zhu Shiyong frowned angrily, as if he hated evil as much as he hated it.
"I'm reporting back to you, sir. It was indeed obtained from a corpse. How dare you do this?" Wuzuo's whole body was shaking like chaff, and his face turned pale with fright.
"Then why did the suicide note not break even after being soaked in water for three days? How do you explain it?" Zhu Shiyong knew how to play ball.
"How... this villain knows this." Wu Zuo was sweating profusely, thinking that eight generations of Zhu Shiyong's ancestors would be lifted to heaven in his heart.
"It seems that you are unwilling to be punished without being punished. Come here and get the stick." Zhu Shiyong decided to let this gangster be the scapegoat. Not only was it about the suicide note, but the gangster also knew another big secret, but Bao Zheng couldn't let it happen.
Find out from him privately.
His expression changed drastically. He didn't expect the prefect to be so ruthless. When he saw the sticks clamped on his body, the government officials didn't show any pretense at all, but used desperate force. Only then did he realize that he had been betrayed. He felt furious and cursed angrily.
He said: "You are a treacherous and despicable faint-hearted official. I want to expose what you have done to the public. Qin Dalang is not..."
Zhu Shiyong had been on guard against this move for a long time. Before he could finish speaking, he had already glanced at the yamen class leader. The class leader pulled out a bamboo board from behind his belt and slapped the prisoner on the mouth with all his strength.
Sheng Sheng took Wu Zuo's words back to her stomach.
In this way, all the teeth were lost, and even the tongue was scratched several times by the broken teeth, making it impossible to speak.
The man's temperament was quite strong, and he whined and spat out the blood from his mouth towards Zhu Shiyong.
The people didn't react in time. How could it happen that in the blink of an eye, the coward of the prefect's yamen became the leader of the case? The prefect's thinking in reviewing the case was too jumping. One moment, he was biting Su Xiaoguan, and the next moment, another person.
He was accused of being a ruthless man and was beaten badly, which really echoed the words of the prefect: "The world is so big that there are no wonders." dd