The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Xuanci's calmness seemed to the county magistrate to be nothing but hard support. He smiled lightly: "Master Xuanci, don't be in a hurry, this officer will send the witness first."

After he finished speaking, he nodded slightly to his subordinates, and soon an old woman was brought over.

Suddenly there was an exclamation from the crowd: "Isn't this Aunt Wang!"

"Sister-in-law, tell me about your relationship with the Liu family, and what you know."

The old woman was a little embarrassed under the gaze of so many people, so she couldn't help but look at the county captain.

The county lieutenant encouraged a smile.

In the hearts of the common people, it is much more important to have an official and a master. The old woman said: "The old lady has been neighbors with the Liu family for decades, and she watched Liu Sheng's mother enter the door. His parents have been married for more than ten years. Without children, I can see how many quarrels..."

The old woman fell into memory: "I didn't expect Liu Sheng's mother to give birth to Liu Sheng in her thirties. At that time, the old woman was quite happy for them, but later found out that something was wrong-"

"What's wrong?" the county lieutenant asked at the right time.

The old woman sighed a little: "In the first half year of Liu Sheng's birth, the husband and wife seemed to mix oil, but one day Liu Sheng's father beat his mother very badly, and then Liu Sheng's mother was beaten became a common occurrence. , as a result, the old lady bumped into Liu Sheng's mother and his second uncle once..."

The old woman shook her head: "You said, can't you be beaten? Later, Liu Sheng's father died, and his mother no longer was beaten, and there was a smile on her face. The old woman understood when Liu Sheng's second uncle treated Liu Sheng so well. Yes, but thinking about making trouble, Liu Sheng's mother won't survive, so she never mentioned it to anyone."

Speaking of this, the old woman sighed: "Now that the people are gone, and the death is not yet peaceful, the old lady feels that she can't hide it, and she can't let people be a fool, right?"

"It turns out that Liu Sheng is really his second uncle's seed!" The crowd watching the excitement tutted.

The county lieutenant looked at Xuanci with a heavy expression.

Xuanci still maintained a calm expression: "Even if Liu Sheng is the son of his second uncle, the poor monk has an old relationship with his second uncle, and he said that he would revitalize the Lingwu Temple, the adults can't explain that Liu Sheng was killed by the poor monk. "

"Hehe, Master Xuanci really doesn't cry without seeing the coffin." The county captain suddenly stepped forward and approached Xuanci.

Xuanci finally looked a little more alert.

The county lieutenant reached out his hand almost as quickly as lightning could not cover his ears, grabbed Xuanci's right sleeve and lifted it up.

"What are you doing!" Sihai roared, his eyes fell on Xuanci's arm inadvertently, and he couldn't help but be startled.

The courtyard was brightly lit, and several deep bloodstains on Xuanci's arm were particularly conspicuous.

"What's the matter?" The onlookers looked around curiously, because they were too far away to see clearly.

"This official noticed that Master Xuanci has been turning the Buddha beads with his left hand." The county captain's voice was a little cold in the night, "Sijie is left-handed, and Master Xuanci is also left-handed. This kind of coincidence certainly exists, but it is very rare. This officer believes his own speculation even more, Liu Sheng scratched your right hand when he was struggling desperately!"

"Amitabha, my lord misunderstood, the poor monk's hand was scratched by a wild cat."

"Master Xuanci is so calm!" The county magistrate stretched out his hand and asked with a sneer, "Then what about this?"

There was a Buddha bead in his hand, but the small one made Xuanci's complexion instantly change.

The county commander smiled slightly: "This kind of red sandalwood beads is not used by ordinary monks. The official observed for a long time. Among the monks present, only Master Xuanci's beads were red sandalwood beads."

After listening to the county lieutenant's words, everyone couldn't help but look at the Buddhist beads hanging on Xuanci's body, which were really good red sandalwood beads.

The county lieutenant raised the Buddha bead in his hand and said loudly: "This Buddha bead was found by a servant near the well, and it is definitely not owned by ordinary monks who can go to the well to fetch water. Master Xuanci, it is said that there are many Buddha beads. It’s important to look at the string of beads on your body, there should be one hundred and eight!”

Xuanci said nothing with a sullen face, and the speed of turning the Buddha beads with his left hand was even faster.

"Come on, take down Master Xuanci's beads and count the number!"

"Amitabha, the poor monk is the temporary host. What's the purpose of the lord to insult the poor monk with just one bead? Is it because he has a prejudice against my Lingwu Temple? Otherwise, how could the lord just appear here?"

"Don't insult Master Xuanci!" Several monks shouted loudly.

In particular, the four seas were the loudest, but some monks were silent.

"This official has no grievances or enmity with your temple, and he has come to your temple to offer incense, why did he intend to insult? Now all the clues point to Master Xuanci. If Master Xuanci has a clear conscience, it is a good opportunity to prove his innocence. ?" The county commander waved his hand, "What are you still doing, take down Xuanci's beads!"

Soon a subordinate with bulging temples held down Xuanci and took down the Buddha beads and handed them over to the county magistrate. This time, the monks did not make a sound.

The county lieutenant rubbed the Buddha beads carefully for a moment, and handed it to Lizheng: "Lizheng, it's up to you to count the number of Buddha beads."

Li Zheng's face was flushed: "Little old man doesn't know how to count..."

"Cough cough..." The calm and calm county lieutenant suddenly choked.

"Sir, let Erdanzi come, this boy is very clever." Li Zheng pointed at the young man beside him.

What else could the county lieutenant say, he nodded.

The young man with the heavy responsibility was very excited, carefully took the beads, and read aloud after each count: "One, two...one hundred and seven."

When he finished counting and recited "one hundred and seven", the needle fell in the courtyard.

"Anyone who knows numbers? Change the person and count again."

Immediately someone volunteered to stand up, and in the end they still counted one hundred and seven.

"What else does Master Xuanci say?"

"The Buddha beads were lost earlier, why did the poor monk appear by the well without knowing it." Xuanci said, glanced at the monk who swept the floor, and pointed out, "Maybe it was framed by the same family? The poor monk was the most inconspicuous back then. From the disciple of the present to the current temporary host, there is no doubt that there are brothers and sisters who are jealous."

After more than ten years of sweeping the floor, Xuan An was very peaceful. Hearing that, he just chanted a Buddha's name.

The county lieutenant laughed: "This officer is really eye-opening. At this time, you have yet to plead guilty! So how do you explain the bloodstains on the plain string of Buddhist beads?"

The county lieutenant pushed aside the beads to reveal the plain rope: "These bloodstains are still dark red, and it can be seen that the blood has not been stained very long. There are beads left at the scene, some shameful activities in previous years, and some confidants appeared in Liu Sheng's house and killed Liu Sheng's mother. "Xuanci, confess your guilt and don't treat the world as a fool!"

Xuan Ci staggered back and finally admitted the crime.

To everyone's admiration, the county lieutenant's speculation was the same as Xuanci's rhetoric.

Most of the night had passed, Xuanci was taken to the firewood room to guard, and the people watching the fun also left in sigh and anger, presumably tomorrow will be a storm after the news spreads.

The monks knew that the days to come would definitely be sad, and their listlessness dissipated.

The county lieutenant found Jiang Si before entering the house to rest, but he bowed his hands to her: "Thank you girl for your help."

Jiang Zhan was surprised.

What did the fourth sister do, why didn't he know?