Fox Road Travel Notes

However, he didn't expect that things were much simpler than he imagined.

No one questioned his lies, and none of the words he thought of were put to use.

He pretended to help find Mr. Wang Da, and "accidentally" led everyone to find the horse outside the south gate. In this way, no one suspected him.

At night, he led his old horse to find the pit where the body was hidden, and took away the body and luggage in two attempts.

He didn't even forget to search Mr. Wang Da's cold body carefully again.

That night he dug a hole under the bed and buried it.

This is the safest and most secure place he can think of.

Three days later, the Wang family reported the matter to the police.

He couldn't think of such complicated rhetoric and couldn't pretend it. He knew how much he weighed.

So, in court, he could only pretend to be dumbfounded and say one thing over and over again: He had been waiting all morning, but there was no sign of Mr. Wang Da at all.

Maybe he was pretending too well, or maybe the presiding judge was too stupid, but anyway, no one doubted him.

Only ten days later, when the wind was blowing, he couldn't help but use the scraps of money that Mr. Wang Da brought with him to pay off the debt.

He went to Xiao Jinfeng's place and fooled around a few more times. He followed the example of others and stuffed ten taels of silver into her belly pocket, telling her not to get married and just follow him.

That day, Xiao Jinfeng was particularly enthusiastic, serving him, and not a single pore in his body felt uncomfortable.

He lay paralyzed on the bed and thought: What a man, he has lived for more than twenty years in vain!

As Chen and Zhou Xiucai were imprisoned one after another, the turmoil gradually subsided.

Mr. Wang Da's things were given away as gifts and pawned as pawns.

Only that purse was embroidered with lotuses and purple mandarin ducks, and he really couldn't bear to throw it away.

Holding it, it reminded me of the flower-like appearance and wind-charged figure of the Wang family's eldest lady.

He wore it close to his body as if she had embroidered it for him...

When Chen Zifu saw him talking, his eyes were blurred and his expression was vulgar.

Mrs. Chen, who was still dazed while being supported by her mother-in-law, peeked several times. She was also secretly angry in her heart and scolded: "Lao Er Sun, lower your head. If you dare to look around again, slap him hard on the mouth!"

Sun Laoer trembled, as if waking up from a dream.

Chen Zifu asked again: "Where did you hide Mr. Wang Da's body?"

Sun Laoer's forehead was sweating, his lips moved a few times, and he hesitated to speak.

"Snapped--"

Chen Zifu suddenly smacked his head: "To this day, are you still stubborn?"

"The evidence in front of you is enough to cut you into pieces. If you don't confess honestly, don't blame me for being unmerciful!"

The government officials on both sides shouted in unison.

Someone was sent to bring up various instruments of torture and place them one by one in front of him.

Sun Laoer's voice was dry: "The corpse, the corpse is in my father's grave!"

"what?"

Yang Jiaoyu and Chen Zifu screamed in surprise, neither of them could believe their ears.

"Here, in my father's grave..."

Sun Laoer said with difficulty: "I was afraid that people would find out, so I buried him inside..."

Chen Zifu immediately ordered to withdraw from the court, and Yang Jiaoyu and his yamen servant Wu Zuo escorted Sun Laoer to the barren hills in the southern suburbs.

This area is in disarray, with graves everywhere.

When Sun Qing's tomb was dug up, everyone was shocked by what they saw.

On the lid of the coffin, which was about to rot, there was a corpse with messy clothes.

Chen, who insisted on following him to identify him, finally mustered up the courage, glanced timidly, screamed, and fainted again.

Chen Zi obeyed and ordered an autopsy on the spot. After examination, it was found that the body had turned into white bones and the skull at the back of the head was shattered. Sure enough, it was a fatal blow.

The clothes were well preserved, and several account books were found in the bag next to them, which were indeed owned by Mr. Wang Da.

Now, the chain of evidence is complete.

This is an ironclad case, an ironclad case with sufficient evidence that is irrefutable.

Returning to the county government office, Sun Laoer placed a guarantee on his confession and was directly thrown into death row.

Yang Jiaoyu frowned, covered his chest and remained silent.

Chen Zican said: "Old Master, are you not feeling well? Do you want to take a rest?"

Yang Jiaoyu shook his head, sighed for a long time, and then said: "Master Meng said that human nature is inherently good."

"But this Mr. Sun has been honest for more than 20 years. He is just an ordinary person who works hard to make a living."

"Just because I touched Mr. Wang Da's wallet, he completely lost his humanity, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit!"

"If it is true that human nature is inherently good, then where does this evil come from?"

Without waiting for an answer, he murmured again: "The good deeds of twenty years are no match for the evil of that one thought. How small this good is, and how powerful this evil is!"

Chen Zifu said: "There is good and evil in the world, and there is good and evil in human nature. The heaven and the earth are imperfect, and this has always been the case."

“Therefore, the emperor appointed officials of herdsmen to compensate for the good by rewarding the good and punishing the evil.”

Yang Jiaoyu raised his head and sighed: "The emperor set up officials of herdsmen to make up for it by rewarding the good and punishing the evil!"

"well said!"

"But, how many officials in the world can be as discerning and impartial as the county magistrate?"

"Officials are divided into good and evil, and they also have shortcomings in humanity. Who can make up for this?"

The three of them thought of Chen and Zhou Xiucai's innocent suffering, while Magistrate Ye was promoted and made a fortune, and they all remained silent.

Chen Zican comforted him: "The old master is responsible for advocating good things, and my brother is responsible for punishing evil and repairing defects. It is in line with God's will."

"I think that with you two here, Xiuwu County, a place hundreds of miles away, will be able to achieve great success."

After hearing this, Yang Jiaoyu couldn't help but smile, shook his head and said: "This child..."

Chen Zican changed the topic: "Old Master, this morning you said you were going to jail to find out what happened. What was the result?"

Yang Jiaoyu's face was a little solemn: "I asked several prisoners, and they all said that the county magistrate ordered them to shave, and it had nothing to do with Qi Dalang. This..."

Chen Zican's expression changed, he looked at Chen Zifu and smiled: "Then, I'll go take a look in the prison."

The cell door behind him slammed shut, and Chen Zican felt like he had entered another world.

The air was filled with an indescribable strange smell, like all the most terrible smells in the world mixed together, making it indescribable.

The dim firelight shone on the gloomy and dull faces of the prisoners, and no breath of living people could be felt.

Chen Zican followed the lantern, along the middle passage, and slowly walked into the depths of darkness.

The light had no warmth and weakly illuminated the three feet beneath my feet.

The faces of the prisoners on both sides could not be seen clearly, only their bare heads reflected the hazy white light.

"arrive."

Liu Er stopped, inserted the lantern on the pillar, took the key from his waist, opened the door of the wooden gate, and quietly stood aside.

Chen Zican walked in. There were two people locked in this small cubicle of less than ten square meters.

One of them, a man with an unruly face, was sitting on the haystack and looking at him fiercely.

Chen Zican ignored him and nodded to Liu Er: "Second brother, you go ahead. I'll call you later."

Liu Er stayed for a moment, locked the cell door, turned and walked away, leaving the lantern there.

No one dared to go far, so they waited around the corner.

Chen Zican walked to another corner, where a figure sat facing the wall, motionless, as if unaware of their approach.

"Zhou Zhicheng, Zhou Xiucai!"

Chen Zican sat cross-legged behind him and whispered.

The back was like a stone, showing no reaction to his words.