"Li Chun's words, Zhang Sicheng should have heard them, right?" Wang Xian asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, the lower officer heard it clearly on the platform." Zhang Yanzhi nodded.

"Is it true?" Wang Xian asked.

"That's true." Zhang Yanzhi nodded and said, "It is precisely because of the evidence provided by the Zhenfu Division that Dali Temple can finally convict the criminal. ”

"Can you bring any evidence?" Wang Xian asked.

"The stolen goods have been returned to the owner." Zhang Yanzhi: "This temple now only preserves the murder weapon of Qi Dazhu's murder. As he spoke, he nodded, and the official behind him brought a tray with a rusty dagger on it. Wang Xian didn't take the tray either, just looked at Li Chun and said, "Take a look, do you know this dagger?" ”

"Acquaintance." Li Chun glanced at the dagger and nodded: "This is the one that this division found, the murder weapon that Qi Dazhu used to kill people." ”

"Do you know where this dagger is made?" Wang Xian slowed his tone.

"I don't know what to do." Li Chun's heart tightened, and he shook his head.

"Then I'll tell you," Wang Xian sneered, "This is made by Zhang Blacksmith Shop next to Chaotian Palace!" And the time of construction was August of the previous year, and it was already two months after the crime, so I really don't know how Qi Dazhu used the weapon he built in August to kill people in June! When he said this, he stared at Li Chun's eyes, and sure enough, he saw a trace of panic.

"My lord's words are conclusive, I don't know what evidence there is?" Li Chunqiang calmed down, he remembered that the matter had been dealt with.

"Yes, Blacksmith Zhang has been killed by you, where can I find evidence?" Wang Xian sighed.

"Don't slander, my lord!" Li Chun retorted loudly: "It's the first time I've heard of the name Zhang Blacksmith Shop, and it's even more nonsense to say that it's out of mouth. ”

"If you don't know, you can't do it unless you do." Wang Xianlang laughed loudly and said, "I'll let you die today!" Said to the words of the words: "Please Zhang Sicheng do the official a favor." ”

"Your Excellency, please command." Zhang Yanzhi heard Wang Xian say that the dagger was made in August, and his heart was twisted, and he knew that the other party was so sure that it was impossible to have no purpose.

"Please try to remove the wooden handle of the dagger." Wang Xian commanded.

After more than a year, Zhang Yanshi looked at the dagger again, and saw that its workmanship was very rough, and the wooden handle was wrapped with twine, so he took the axe handed by the official and cut it gently, and then cut the wooden handle and the twine together, revealing the iron handle in the middle. Zhang Sicheng picked up the iron handle and looked at it, and was stunned.

"What's up there?" Wang Xian asked coldly.

"Forever... Happy...... Eleven... Year...... August made ......," Zhang Yanyi said with a shocked face. Li Chun stared at Wang Xian like a ghost and said, "How do you know?!" ”

"This official has said that if people don't know, they can't do it unless they do." Wang Xian smiled coldly and said, "You don't know the way, right? Just after you thought that everything was okay and you could sit back and relax, there was a woman who never gave up the pursuit of the truth, she was Yan Langzhong's wife Liu. In order to clear her husband's grievances, Mrs. Yan went to the blacksmith shops inside and outside the capital to find clues, and finally the hard work paid off. As he spoke, he patted the hall and said, "The witness Zhang Zhengshi!" ”

I saw a middle-aged woman with a sad face come up to the court, knelt in front of the case and said, "The surviving Zhang Zheng clan knocks to see your lord." ”

"Zhang Zheng, who is your husband?" Wang Xian asked softly.

"It's Zhang Dali, the boss of the blacksmith next to Chaotian Palace." Zhang Zhengshi sobbed.

"How did Zhang Dali die?" Wang Xian asked.

"During the Chinese New Year last year, my husband ate the pastries sent by others, and he had abdominal pain in the middle of the night. Zhang Zhengshi said.

"Who sent the pastries, why didn't you report them to the official at that time?" Wang Xian asked in a deep voice.

"Before my husband died, I was not allowed to report to the official, saying that I would bring trouble to the whole family." Zhang Zheng wept and said: "Later, when I came to check, I was also determined to die, so I hurriedly buried my late husband...... It is said that the disease is contagious, or it is cremated. ”

"Why did your husband say that?" Wang Xian asked.

"He was already having trouble speaking, so he just asked me to keep this account book." Zhang Zheng took out a black cloth wrapped in black cloth from his arms, and presented it to Wang Xiandao with both hands.

Wang Xian asked someone to take it, opened it and said, "What kind of account book is this?" ”

"This is the account book of the blacksmith shop ordered by the government, and during the Hongwu period, the government let the blacksmith shop make every piece of iron on the throne for future reference. But later, the government was not so strict, and other shops no longer bothered to do so. Zhang Zheng said: "Only an honest person like the former husband can still implement it at a glance." ”

Wang Xian flipped through the account book and said: "This is the account book in the autumn of the eleventh year of Yongle, why did your husband let you put this one away alone?" ”

"The women didn't know at first, but then Yan Niangzi found the women, and she reminded her that my husband had built a dagger on the second day of August that year." Zhang Zheng said: "The dagger is forbidden by the government, and our shop is to make farm tools and cooking utensils, not even a kitchen knife, and the first husband did not plan to take this job...... But he was coerced and intimidated by others, so he had to create this dagger illegally. ”

Wang Xian nodded and said, "Is there any mark or anything on the ironware sold in your house?" ”

"Yes, my husband always carves a letter on it." Zhang Zheng said: "But he was afraid of getting into trouble with that dagger, so he didn't engrave his surname, but the date of the engraving......"

"Who made your husband build the dagger?" Wang Xian asked.

"I haven't seen it before, it's a hooked nose in my thirties, and a piece of the left eyebrow is missing." Zhang Zhengshi shook his head and said: "I don't know if he let him beat him, but on the day I took the dagger, I happened to be in the store and took a look at him, because the nose was very special, and then Yan Niangzi repeatedly asked me to recall, and I remembered this person." ”

"You step aside." Wang Xian nodded, let Blacksmith Zhang's wife flash aside, and ordered: "Pass it on!" ”

The next moment, a middle-aged man in a gray cloth robe knelt down in the hall.

"Who's in the hall?"

"The villain Jiangning County is Qian San."

"Qian Three." Wang Xian said in a deep voice: "In the first month of last year, Zhang Blacksmith of the Zhang Blacksmith Shop in Chaotian Palace died, did you go to collect the funeral?" ”

"It's the villain." Qian San admitted.

"What kind of illness is he, and why does he need to be cremated?" Wang Xian said coldly: "Think carefully before answering, this official will only give you one chance, if you have a little concealment, just wait to go to the edict to eat in prison!" ”

Qian Sandeng was sweating profusely and refused to speak.

"If you don't say it, it's a cover-up." Wang Xian said indifferently.

"I said, I said, Zhang Blacksmith is suffering from typhoid fever, and according to the regulations of Ying Tianfu, after the death of a typhoid patient, he should be cremated." Qian Sandao.

"But according to the family, it only took half an hour for Blacksmith Zhang to die from the onset of his illness!" Wang Xian said coldly: "Is this a symptom of typhoid fever?" Are you going to die?! ”

"Small, the villain doesn't dare," Qian Sandeng said with a sweat like a pulp: "Maybe it was sick before, but the family ignored it...... There are also cases where you don't see a doctor when you are sick. ”

"Dare to be hard-mouthed!" Wang Xian snorted heavily, patted the account book on the case and said: "In the early stage of typhoid fever, the patient will be weak and uncomfortable, but Blacksmith Zhang was still working in a hurry to make iron two days ago, is this what it looks like to have typhoid fever!" As he spoke, he took out a fire stick from the stick, threw it on the ground, and said, "I see that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin!" Torture! ”

The wolf-like errand took out a finger clamp stick, and wanted to put it on for Qian San, who had worked in the public office all his life, and knew that after this set, his hands and feet would not be crippled, but he would also fall ill. Why wait for the torture to be tortured but then recruited? Hurriedly shouted: "The villain confesses, the villain confesses!" But he said that I was ordered to go to Zhang Dali's house to bury people that day, and I met Li Baihu of Fusi in Beizhen on the way, and he pulled me into the alley, and I had a stack of banknotes, and when I was told to go to the funeral, he said that he had typhoid fever and had to burn it to live in peace. The villain is a lowly man, but he doesn't dare to offend the hundred households of the Suppression Division, so he can only act according to his orders. Now that he has confessed, he naturally wants to confess as much as possible to make meritorious contributions: "But after the cremation, the villain examined Zhang Dali's bones and found that they were all black, obviously arsenic poisoning, this adult only needs to open the coffin for an autopsy." ”

"Which one is Li Baihu?" Wang Xian asked.

"This ......" Qian San glanced at Li Chun, and the latter's eyes burst out with a heavy murderous intent.

"Don't be afraid, after exposing it, not only will you be spared imprisonment, but the official will also protect you from harm!" Wang Xian reassured him and said: "What's more, there are only a few dozen of the hundred households in Beizhen Fusi, and there are a few surnamed Li, you can find out if you don't say that the official can find out, but then you will be imprisoned!" ”

"I said, I said," Qian Sanyi thought about it, and immediately confessed: "It's Li Zhenfu's nephew, Li Gou'er!" ”

"Spread Li Gou'er!" As soon as Qian San's voice fell, Wang Xian immediately ordered, as if he had rehearsed it in advance. This made everyone in the hall dumbfounded, and gave birth to a feeling that everything was in Wang Xian's hands, and this time it was just a formality.

Li Gou'er was also carried up, and he was also one of the three people who were spanked by Wang Xian that day, but he didn't pretend to be dead at the moment, and he scolded when he was brought up.

"It's him, it's him!" Before Qian San could speak, Zhang Zheng was already staring at Li Gou'er's hooked nose and screaming: "It's the dagger he took from my husband!" ”

Li Gou'er was stunned for a moment, then he raised his head and looked around, he didn't know Zhang Zheng's family, but he knew Qian San, what else didn't he understand. hurriedly looked at his uncle as if asking for help, only to see Li Chun keep glancing at Zhang Gouzi with his eyes.

is worthy of being a blood uncle and nephew, Li Gou'er actually understood what Li Chun meant, and fainted like this......

The audience outside the lobby was dumbfounded, and that was okay? But even ordinary people feel that this is unreliable, you can hide from the first year of junior high school and still hide from fifteen? Do you keep pretending to be dizzy to the end?