Riding the Pheonix Chapter 23: Questions

The lobby was cleared quickly, leaving only a few tables for the officials.

Those gentry, those with high status can be assigned benches, while juniors like Ming Sheng can only stand...

Fortunately, Mingwei and the other three were in the private seats, so they didn’t have to give up.

If you are discovered, you will definitely not be able to escape a beating...

When Jiang Wenfeng, the prefect and others came in, the girl Ah Wan also came in with two maids.

"Store, my young master wants to come in for a cup of tea. Please clear up a seat." She whispered softly.

Mingxiang's eyes widened, he grabbed Mingwei's wrist, lowered his voice and said excitedly and eagerly: "Seventh sister! Did you hear that? Mr. Yang is coming over! Ah, I really didn't come here in vain!"

Mingwei glanced at her and said lightly: "You might as well worry about what if someone takes a fancy to our position."

Mingxiang quickly glanced at the lobby separated by the bamboo curtain and shuddered.

Thankfully that didn't happen.

That girl Ah Wan took a fancy to the seat opposite.

The store went over to discuss it, and the customer there happily gave up his seat.

Ah Wan clapped her hands, and a group of waiters filed in, carrying or holding in their hands.

The bamboo curtain on the opposite side was raised, and the waiters wiped the table, swept it, spread it with silk cloth, and replaced it with brocade stools. Then, he took out the cups and chopsticks to wash them - he even brought the stove and kettle with him.

Everyone was amazed at what they saw. Today they have seen what it means to be particular.

Finally, Awan lit the incense herself.

"As expected of the young master of the Hou family, this style is really eye-opening." The scholar at the table whispered to him.

The other person sneered: "Poverty is important!"

While talking, the door of the carriage opened.

The first to get out of the car were two beautiful maids, who were waiting respectfully aside.

"Ah!" Mingxiang screamed and grabbed Mingwei's wrist.

Mingwei was distracted: "...What is your name before you come out?"

"Excited." Mingxiang's eyes were bright with excitement.

After this interruption, when Mingwei turned around to look, Young Master Yang had already gotten out of the car.

She is not very good at recognizing people, but she can tell the difference between beauty and ugliness. This Young Master Yang is dressed in fine clothes and has a golden crown. He is tall and very elegant. When he turned around, she heard a distinct gasp.

"Good... beautiful." Mingxiang murmured to himself.

It really looks good, both the eyebrows and the outline are exquisite and perfect. There was actually a little cinnabar mole between the eyebrows, which made this overly handsome face look even more otherworldly. What's even more amazing is that there's nothing feminine about this appearance.

In short, this is a good-looking man.

Mingwei lowered his head to drink tea.

"Seventh Sister, Seventh Sister, have you seen it?" Mingxiang was already overly excited and urgently needed to share it with others.

"I saw it."

"There are such good-looking people in this world! I now believe why Concubine Pei is so favored in the harem. Mr. Yang looks like his aunt, and Concubine Pei must be as beautiful as a fairy!"

Mingwei's focus is not on this.

She discovered that Mr. Yang, who looked fair and frail, actually had very steady footwork. Looking at his size and posture, it is basically certain that he practices martial arts.

It seems that the Bolinghou Mansion does not completely pamper him. Princess Mingcheng and Marquis Boling are both fierce generals, which can be regarded as a family tradition.

As the guardian raised his umbrella, the waiter spread out the felt blanket.

On the short journey from the carriage to the tea house, his shoes were not even stained with dust.

A low voice came from the table and laughed: "He is still holding an umbrella at such a short distance. Does he think he is a woman? No wonder his face is as white as powder."

This time his companion did not stop him, probably thinking that what he said was right.

Although nobles have enjoyed glory for generations, when it comes to power, they are still in the hands of the courtiers. Although they, the scholars, have no power at the moment, they have the qualifications to enter this system. They are indeed not very afraid of offending noble people.

Of course, superficial respect is still required.

Therefore, when Mr. Yang came in, all the officials present stood up and saluted.

Mr. Yang said nothing, only nodded in return and entered the private seat.

The bamboo curtain was lowered, blocking the view.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief before their thoughts returned to Jiang Qingtian's trial.

Jiang Wenfeng sat down in the middle and ordered: "Bring the people up."

"Yes."

Grandma Mi and her granddaughter were brought up. Just as they were about to kneel down, Jiang Wenfeng raised his hand to stop them: "One of you is old and the other is young. There is no need to kneel down. Just stand and answer."

"Master Xie Qingtian!" Granny Mi burst into tears of gratitude.

Jiang Wenfeng did not ask them immediately, but turned to look at the officials in Dongning: "Who tried this case? Or who has read the file?"

An official wearing the county magistrate’s attire stood up and said, “This case is being tried by a lower official.”

Jiang Wenfeng said: "Tell me everything about this case, how to investigate it, how to try it, don't leave anything out."

"Yes." The county magistrate wiped the sweat from his forehead and began to state the case.

This poisoning case is very simple. The He family is a resident of Sanshu Village, consisting of six people from three generations. The family is usually in harmony and has never had any grudges with others.

That morning, my daughter-in-law, Mr. Pu, was late in hunting pig grass, and the piglets in the pen were so hungry that they screamed.

My father-in-law He Da saw it and said a few words to her.

Farmers generally eat two meals. If there is heavy work to be done, an extra meal will be given to the laborers.

In the afternoon, when my father-in-law came back to rest from work, Mr. Pu had already cooked the noodle soup.

My father-in-law ate the noodle soup and died of poison soon after.

The county magistrate defended: "The official received the report and ordered an autopsy on the couple, which confirmed that they were poisoned. ~IndoMTL.com~ also verified the people who were present at the time. Pu's mother-in-law went to Lincun and did not return until the incident. . The son of the deceased is still working in the field, and the two children are in the house, with the older one looking at the younger one. No one else comes in or out of the He family, only the Pu family. There is absolutely no way for a lower official to take human life lightly!"

"What did Mr. Pu say? What did the neighbors say?"

"Pu naturally denied it and said that she had not poisoned her. Neighbors said that she got along harmoniously with her family on weekdays and rarely had quarrels. But the neighbors did not see what happened that day."

Jiang Wenfeng then asked: "So, where did the poison come from? Have you checked the drug store?"

The county magistrate sweated more on his forehead: "Xiaoguan... I checked, and no one saw Mr. Pu buying medicine. But there are many poisons in the countryside, and Mr. Pu knows a little about it, so it's not surprising."

"Have you checked the noodle soup cooked by Mr. Pu?"

"I also checked. The noodles are homemade, there is no problem with the water, and the seasonings and cooking utensils are all clean."

"Did anything else happen before He Da went home?"

"No." The county magistrate was thankful that he had checked carefully and was able to answer all these questions. "He Da went out to work in the morning and walked with his son. The things in his mouth were the same. He was not bitten by anything else. No external injuries on the body."

"What about the process of Pu's cooking noodle soup and getting it to Heda's entrance? Is there any omission?"

"Pu said that she had been at home and no one else had come or gone." The county magistrate paused and added, "After repeated interrogation by the officials, she revealed that after cooking the soup noodles, she had left them on the windowsill to cool down. , I went back to the house and got a pair of insoles. But He Da came back immediately, and this time was not enough time for outsiders to climb over the wall."

Jiang Wenfeng nodded, turned to ask Granny Mi and the girl: "What do you have to say?"

Grandma Mi didn't know how to investigate the case at all, so she just cried: "My daughter will not do such a thing, please make the decision!"