Sword narration is painful in the world

After hearing what the police officer said, Hong Lingquan said expressionlessly:

"Oh, I see, then who built this temple?"

"This temple was built by Lord Hou."

"Oh, the Prince of Xian built a shrine, so people usually come here to burn incense?"

"Yes, yes, if no one takes care of it, the temple door will be squeezed open. In normal times, it is okay to burn incense in the Chenghuang Temple, but you are not allowed to enter the Tutu Temple at all. You have to wait until the first, fifteenth, or February second. When you come here, sometimes the Marquis is here in person, and sometimes the housekeeper of the Marquis is here. The whole city knows about this, but you didn't know it when you first arrived."

“Do people believe it?”

"Then how can you not believe it? That time when the Marquis fell ill, it was the medicine given by the Lord of the Land. After taking the medicine, he was cured after a while. When the Marquis came that time, he was very ill and groggy. He didn't know what was going on. After the incense was burned and the food was finished, The medicine, the Marquis was cured immediately and he walked back to his house. Everyone saw it with his own eyes. Sir, if you want everything to go as planned, you should come here to burn incense."

After hearing this, Hong Lingquan laughed and said:

"Well, when the time comes, I will definitely come to pray to the land god and ask him to ensure that everything goes well for me."

While Hong Lingquan was talking, he was about to stiffen his horse and urge his horse back home, when he suddenly heard someone shouting:

"Unjustly Accused"

Suddenly he heard someone shouting that he was wronged, so Hong Lingquan immediately ordered someone to investigate.

After a while, someone sent someone to report back:

"Lord Qi, there is an old man in front of you crying about injustice."

"Bring me here quickly."

Now Hong Lingquan's purpose is to accept the case in public as much as possible in order to expose Yu Wuyang's rumors.

Not long ago, an old man in his fifties with half-white hair followed the messenger and walked up to Hong Lingquan. Although his clothes were ragged, they were still clean and neatly mended.

When the old man saw Hong Lingquan, he knelt down and said tremblingly:

"Little old man, I kowtow to you. I have been wronged."

"Where are you from?"

"As my lord, I live on Third Street in Ximen Lane, Huai'an Prefecture."

"Give me your name."

"The villain's surname is Song and his given name is Wenji."

"Are you dictating it or not?"

"My lord, I don't have time to write a petition. I'll dictate it, little old man."

Song Yu thought to herself on the sidelines, my Lord Hong, you already owe so many debts. You owe old man Liu Yun, you owe twenty-eight petitions, why are you still taking the case?

Song Yu glanced at Hong Lingquan, but Hong Lingquan ignored him and continued to ask the old man:

"Song Wenji, who are you suing?"

"Ask your Majesty, I will sue the rich man of this city, Mu Kuncai, Mu Yuanwai."

"What are you suing him for?"

"Falsely accusing a good person of being a thief."

“Falsely accusing a good person of being a thief”

"Yes, I work as a part-time laborer for others. My wife has passed away a long time ago. I have a son who is twenty years old this year. We have saved some money through frugality and are preparing for a happy event this year. , the betrothal gifts had already been paid, and in order to earn more money and organize the children's wedding in a more dignified way, I heard that the Mu Yuan hired day laborers, so I went there.

Who knew disaster would fall from the sky. "

"What's wrong"

"He harms good people"

"Why did he trap you?"

"He falsely accused me of stealing the golden incense burner from his home."

"Tell me about the golden incense burner from the beginning."

"Yes, my lord."

Song Wenji stated:

"Mo Yuanwai's house employs many people inside and outside, including people who plant flowers and trees, help in the kitchen, repair doors and windows, and clean the courtyard. I was assigned to chop firewood and boil water.

That day, the Mu Yuan was celebrating his birthday, and everyone was working. Suddenly, someone shouted, "Come and see the golden incense burner outside the Mu Yuan."

Before the voice fell, people were all heading towards the magic chef. I was also curious, so I followed them and pushed forward.

I heard Mu Yuanwai say that this year's harvest was good and business was good. He was very happy and specially asked everyone to open their eyes to see his family's heirlooms.

In the past, I heard that Mu Yuan’s wife had this treasure, but I had never seen it. It was just that people said that during festivals and when paying homage to the ancestral temple, he always put out the golden incense burner because this treasure would make the old Mu family rich. get rich,

I also heard that this golden incense burner was given to him by a fox fairy who he made friends with at that time. Using it to burn incense can not only ward off disasters and evacuate people, but also keep his family safe and prosperous. It can also make his family have a good harvest. , business is booming,

To be honest, sir, I shouldn't look at it. Yes, the golden incense burner is indeed a treasure. It is bright and eye-catching. It has four legs and two ears. It is engraved with the pattern of two dragons playing with beads. The carver Exquisite and lifelike,

Just then, there was a shout saying that friends were coming from outside. The officer put the incense burner in the magic kitchen and went to greet the guests.

The people we were watching slowly dispersed and went to work. Unexpectedly, the worker came back after welcoming the guests and saw that the golden incense burner was gone.

Mu Yuanwai hurriedly checked the twelve people who were looking at the golden incense burner. Among them, I was the poorest, and there was a wedding this year, so I must be in urgent need of money. He said that I took away the golden incense burner because of my wealth.

To be honest, I have never done this kind of thing as a villain. I have never taken any of other people’s things, not to mention the golden incense burner or even a piece of grass.

Afterwards, Mu Yuanwai wanted to hand me over to the government. Fortunately, those poor friends repeatedly begged Mu Yuanwai and he changed his mind.

It’s okay not to send it to the government, but I have to give him as much money as I can raise within seven days to compensate him for the gold incense burner.

I can’t wash myself off even if I jumped into the eight rivers of Jiujiang. Who can prove that I didn’t take it?

I had no choice but to go home and tell my son. My son was a filial son and told me that he didn’t want his wife anymore and would give the hard-earned money to the Mu family.

Sir, I have worked hard for most of my life just for this son. I am preparing for him to marry and have children. He must succeed me as the descendant of the Song family. I cannot bear that my son does not marry a wife.

Therefore, I plan to ask the Mu Yuanwai again for mercy and a little more time until I can marry my daughter-in-law first, and then I will ask relatives and friends to lend him some money.

Unexpectedly, the in-laws sent a letter to say that the girl was not given, and they were unwilling to marry someone like me who stole people.

My son was considerate and didn't say anything to me, but where should I put this old face? The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. I can't take off the skin of this thief. I have no face to see others alive. I'll die. I still have to bear this unjust debt. In my son,

Later, I heard someone say, Sir, you are like a god in solving cases. I, little old man, hold on to a glimmer of hope and stop you from driving your car. Please let me, my lord, make the decision.

If it is found out that I stole the golden incense burner, I will be willing to die."

After listening to Song Wenji's complaint, Hong Lingquan said:

"Head up."

Song Wenji raised his head and looked at Master Hong with tears in his eyes.

Hong Lingquan's heart moved and he rolled his eyes and said:

"Song Wenji, what you said is the truth."

"A villain dare not tell a lie."

"Squad leader"

The class leader immediately agreed:

"The little one is here."

"Quickly pass the message to Mu Kuncai."

Hong Lingquan said to the police again:

"Give me a seat."

The squad leader thought:

It's really rare that Mr. Hong, you, don't go back to the Yamen to handle something, but sit here to hear a case.

Besides, it’s just such a trivial thief case. If you just push it to the county government, it’ll be over. Can you handle so many things?

Although the Yamen servant thought so in his heart, he did not dare to say any more. He had no choice but to obey the order and immediately went to inform the Mu Yuan outside.