Use a substitute on your wedding night to scatter the ashes of your entire family

In the court, Li Huaiying said calmly: "My father, Li Qihong, guards the northwest border. He returns to Shengjing to report on his duties every three years according to convention. Every time he comes back, he arrives in Beijing around the 15th day of the twelfth lunar month and returns to the northwest around the 20th day of the first lunar month."

"These are all recorded in the expenditure accounts of the palace. Of course, the Ministry of Internal Affairs also has records. Lord Bai can send someone to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to retrieve them."

"And Li Huaiyi's birthday is the tenth day of the seventh month, so the dates don't match."

Lei Zhengliang sneered, kneeling on the ground, with a sarcastic look on his face: "Didn't the Duke ever hear of premature birth? Second Master Li was born in July, and it was my cousin who was pregnant for eight months and gave birth prematurely. Why do you conclude that Li Huaiyi is not the old general's bloodline?"

"I've heard of people flattering themselves, but I've never heard of people cuckolding their fathers."

Although Fang was still standing there, her eyes were wandering and her expression was no longer as calm as when she first came in.

The Li clan leader's face was gloomy. This Li Huaiying was really crazy. He had to discredit his own father. The man had been dead for more than ten years. Even if this matter was true, wouldn't it be better to cover it up?

Li Huaiying glanced at Lei Zhengliang calmly and said, "Master Bai, I only say this because I have witnesses."

He pointed at a thin man on the ground and said, "This man is the son of Fang's midwife. He has heard his mother talk about this. When Fang gave birth, the baby was already full-term, not a so-called premature baby."

Bai Hongxian's face twitched: "Duke, he can't be a witness. How can hearsay be used as evidence? Why not invite the midwife to testify?"

The thin man shook his head: "My mother died a long time ago. She fell into the well and drowned the same night she returned home."

Bai Hongxian frowned and looked at Li Huaiying: "My Lord, there are usually at least two midwives. I wonder if the other one has been invited?"

Li Huaiying's face darkened: "No, he is also dead. He died before he even stepped into the house."

Li Shuangwan sneered, what a good trick to kill and silence the witness.

Lei Zhengliang raised his head proudly and even gave Fang a look that said, "I'm so awesome."

He was the one who killed the two midwives.

Fang Cuilan was too timid. She gave them a large sum of money, thinking that she could shut them up and release the people.

In this world, the words of the dead are the most reliable.

It turned out that the Duke Zhenguo only had this little evidence when he sued them. He thought they were so powerful, but they were just like this.

Li Shuangwan, however, smiled faintly at him.

Lei Zhengliang was feeling very proud when he suddenly saw Li Shuangwan smiling at him. He was so frightened that his hair stood on end.

Her eyes were full of murderous intent. Lei Zhengliang believed that if they were not in court at this moment, this woman would have chopped him into pieces.

Li Shuangwanqing said coldly: "Master Bai, the midwife can be killed to silence her. But the evidence will be left behind."

Lei Zhengliang's face, which had just been smug, darkened.

Evidence? What evidence?

He remembered very clearly that after he killed the people, he was afraid that they might have left something behind, so he searched their bodies thoroughly.

I didn't find anything.

The thin man kneeling on the ground straightened up: "Yes, there is evidence!"

He pulled out a cloth bag from his bosom and handed it over with both hands: "Master Bai, when my mother's body was fished out of the well, I found this in the interlayer of her clothes when I was dressing her in shrouds."

The bailiff showed the thing to Bai Hongxian.

There are three layers inside and three layers outside, and the cloth bag wraps the things very tightly.

The layers of cloth were opened to reveal an oil paper bag inside.

When the oil paper package was opened, a piece of cloth was revealed.

Two lines of words were written crookedly and evilly on the cloth: If Mrs. Chen and I die, the murderer is Aunt Fang from the General’s Mansion.

There was also a line of small characters with the date written on it: July 10th, the twenty-fifth year of Changping.

It is Li Huaiyi’s date of birth.

Fang and Lei Zhengliang both looked extremely unhappy. They didn't expect that the bitch actually had such a trick up her sleeve!

However, Fang snorted coldly: "Master Bai, it's just a piece of old cloth. Can you convict me?"

Bai Hongxian frowned. What was going on with the Zhenguo family? Since they had decided to hold a public trial, the evidence provided had to be solid.

What can such a piece of rag mean?

Li Shuangwan curled his lips: "One piece really doesn't mean anything, but what if it's two pieces?"

Another woman in her fifties who was kneeling on the ground also handed a cloth bag to Bai Hongxian.

It was the same piece of cloth, but the words on it were changed to: If Mrs. Fan and I die, the murderer will be Concubine Fang from the General’s Mansion.

Below is a line of small characters with the date.

Two identical pieces of cloth, with the same content written on them.

If one piece is possible to be fake, but two pieces, which are obviously quite old, cannot be fake.

Li Shuangwan picked up the two pieces of cloth and said to Bai Hongxian, "Master Bai, look at the texture and pattern of these two pieces of cloth. It's not hard to tell that they are from the same piece of cloth."

Bai Hongxian quickly picked it up and took a closer look.

The two pieces of cloth were not particularly precious, but they were not ordinary linen either. It was obvious that they were silk fabrics such as Hangzhou silk.

To the nobles, it meant nothing.

But for ordinary people, they would not be willing to tear such cloth into such small pieces, and most of them would be used to make underwear.

Bai Hongxian thought about the shape of the cloth and felt that it was more like the one he used to spread on trays at home.

"This is……"

Li Shuangwan smiled lightly: "This is ordinary Hangzhou silk, the lowest quality one among all Hangzhou silks. You can buy a large piece of it for about one or two taels of silver. We have been using it to lay trays in the Zhenguo Mansion for decades, and we are also using this kind in the mansion now."

"These two identical pieces of cloth appeared in their hands. It can be seen that they must have been placed on the tray when Fang ordered someone to give the two midwives the reward money."

Li Shuangwan turned to look at Fang, with a faint smile on her lips: "Madam, am I right?"

Fang snorted coldly.

The thin man wiped his tears and said, "My mother has been a midwife for decades, and she is famous in the area. She has delivered at least hundreds of babies, including those of ordinary women and wives of high-ranking officials."

"This business is profitable. If the master is rich, he will give a large sum of money if he is happy. But it is also dangerous. There are all kinds of dirty things in the mansions of the rich."

"So, over the years, my mother has learned how to protect herself. This is what my mother's master taught her, saying that you should always leave yourself a way out."

"Whenever there is a problem, she will use the excuse of going to the toilet after the delivery and quickly write these words. If she can get paper or cloth from the host family, she will write the words on it."