Chapter 173 Eight Discussions
it's over.
Li Ang looked up at the clear sky silently.
Now the evidence in this case is solid, and there is no possibility of overturning the case. Even the king of Changxiang County cannot fish out his son.
During this period of time, he thought of countless ways to find evidence, but in the end only iodine production and fingerprint extraction with iodine vapor were effective.
To make iodine, you need to first fry the dried kelp root and seaweed in a large iron pan to become black charcoal.
Add water and boil three times, stirring continuously,
Filter and then heat up and concentrate, add sulfuric acid to lower the pH value, add manganese powder, and heat to sublimate the iodine vapor, and finally condense with a spherical condenser.
After this whole process flow, additional materials such as activated carbon, pure inorganic salt, iodine, potassium iodide, etc. can be obtained.
Among them, activated carbon is an excellent physical and chemical adsorbent, which can purify water sources,
Potassium iodide can treat chronic pharyngitis, oral ulcers, gingivitis, periodontitis, prevent and treat goiter caused by iodine deficiency.
but.
Li Ang listened to the mournful cries of old man Nie and Nie Yu embracing Nie Shilei's body in Dali Temple, and slowly let out a foul breath.
Regardless of whether Li Shenbin was driven by **** on the night of the Dragon Boat Festival, or drunk and mad, his crimes have already resulted in the death of two innocent people and the breakdown of two families.
He and those servants who helped him cover up his crimes will pay the price.
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cost.
Everything has a price.
In the Prince's Mansion of Changxiang County, Li Chenghe, who was so thin that he could barely see his human form, sat on a chair in the gazebo, staring blankly.
As a result of the three joint trials, Li Shenbin was convicted.
Considering his heinous crimes, intentional murder, framing, obstruction of justice, and punishment for several crimes, he should be beheaded.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, Li Chenghe was sitting in the gazebo, he could vaguely hear children’s songs from the street, singing that Mr. Li Xiaolang defied the powerful and judged cases like a god.
Perhaps thousands of years later, I will also be programmed as a character in a play, as a buffoon in the play "Li Xiaolangjun", right?
Changxiang County King stood up slowly, and shouted hoarsely, "Come here."
After a long time, no one answered.
Jun Changxiang then remembered that he was the one who told the servants to go away and not to disturb them.
Besides, there are actually no servants left in the family—the servants either had the courage to resign, or they were taken away by Dali Temple for interrogation.
The county palace was dead and deserted, just like the scene when his father died strangely decades ago.
Li Chenghe coughed hard for a while, supported his sick body, and walked through the silent corridor alone to the bathing pool.
A few years ago, his health was not very good. He heard people say that taking a bath can strengthen his body, so he installed an open-air bath in the mansion.
And now, because no one has used it or tended it, the bath is littered with litter and half dry.
Li Chenghe shook his head silently, picked up the pole from the edge of the bath, picked up the dead branches and leaves with great effort, then opened the water valve leading to the Longshou Canal, and poured water into the pool.
The water flowed very slowly, Li Chenghe sat on the steps at the bottom of the bath, letting the cold water submerge his feet, rising little by little.
Calf, knee, abdomen, chest.
The water flow was icy cold, and Li Chenghe gradually felt no pain in his body, and scenes kept flashing before his eyes.
He achieved great ambitions at a young age, and his best cousin became the prince and even the emperor of Yu, and he was also crowned as the king of the county from the Duke of the county. The only unsatisfactory thing is family misfortune.
All the children who were born died young, leaving only one only child.
He took care of and spoiled this son, and wanted to give him the best. For this reason, he did not hesitate to show his face, run a business, deal with merchants, and was teased and ridiculed by other clans behind his back.
He firmly believes that as long as the family exists, everything will turn around.
As long as the family exists
The cold water flowed over his face, and his vision gradually turned into darkness.
——
It is still Dongshi, under the locust tree.
Dali Temple Jailer Zou Han and Wannian County Officer Wu Shiqi were sitting on the seats of the food stall, eating Lengtao cold noodles with locust leaves.
They just helped the old man Nie's family bury Nie Shilei. Since the case came to light, Meng Chengye and Jin Wusuan had already promised that they would not embarrass the old man Nie's family again.
Zou Han raised his head, looked at the pagoda tree above his head, and asked casually, "Tell me, how old is this pagoda tree?"
Wu Shiqi casually said: "Three or four hundred years, right? Didn't Bodhidharma of Zen Buddhism come to the Central Plains to teach Zen, and he enlightened under the locust tree near Dongshi?
It is also rumored that if the wish made under this locust tree is devout enough, something can be realized. "
"Hey, you can also believe this. It's just an excuse for those who sell locust leaves and wish cards to raise prices."
Zou Han shook his head and poured some vinegar into his face.
Tap, tap, tap.
Footsteps came from far to near, a little beggar hurried over and whispered something in Wu Shiqi's ear.
Wu Shiqi's face changed abruptly, "Is the king of Changxiang County dead?"
The little beggar wiped the running snot, and spread his palms towards Wu Shiqi, "Money."
"Give."
Wu Shiqi took out two 50% off coins from his pocket, threw them to the little beggar, and watched the bouncing figure of the other party disappear into the corner of the street.
He was squeezed out by other officers in the Wannian County Government, so he had to develop his own intelligence network in order to investigate the case. These beggars in Chang'an City are his best eyes and ears.
"The king of Changxiang is dead."
Wu Shiqi frowned and said: "Suicide in fear of guilt? It shouldn't be, he is about to die of illness, even Dali Temple is too lazy to investigate his cover-up crimes and put him in prison.
Could it be that he was buried with his son?
It’s not right either, his son will have to wait at least until after the autumn to be executed. He is looking for death now, and there will be no one to bury his son by then. "
"Maybe it's because I feel that life is hopeless, and I'm going to die."
Zou Han said casually: "He is just such a son. If his son dies, he will be regarded as the last, and no amount of family property will be in vain.
It is personally unacceptable. What's more, it is still a powerful clan.
Hehe, this is what he deserved, God knows what other outrageous things his son did before this case."
Suddenly, Wu Shiqi's expression changed wildly, and he stood up, almost knocking over the Sophora Leaf Lengtao Cold Noodles on the table, "Wait, what did you say?"
Zou Han was stunned for a moment, then put down his chopsticks subconsciously, "Eh? God knows what other outrageous things his son did before this case."
"No, last sentence."
"His son is dead, so is he the last one?"
Zou Han watched Wu Shiqi's face turn from white to blue, and felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart, "What's wrong with you?"
""Yu Lv Shu Yi", Eight Discussions"
Wu Shiqi's eyes were lost, and he said hoarsely: "According to the regulations of Yu Law, when the eight types of people commit crimes, they can reduce their criminal responsibility.
Below exile, the crime will be reduced by one class. If it is a capital offense, it can be exempted.
After the death of King Changxiang, his title from Yipin County King will be automatically transferred to "
"On the body of Li Shenbin, the son of the county king."
Zou Han said with a livid face.
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"Is this His Majesty's will?"
"Yes."
In Dali Temple, Qing Yunhanchi of Dali Temple clenched his fists and looked at the yellow-clothed **** from the palace in front of him—Yang Enchao, the young supervisor of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
"The king of Changxiang County, once saved His Majesty, he has the merit of a savior.
In order to save his only son, he willingly committed suicide, which made His Majesty lose another old friend. "
Yang Enchao lowered his eyes and conveyed the news, "For the sake of King Changxiang, Li Chenghe's death penalty at Dali Temple should be changed."
“. Change to what?”
"Exile for four thousand miles, never return."
".good."
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"I'm going to see His Majesty!"
Snapped!
The loud slap sounded in the secret room of Liuguang Qianzhuang.
Jin Wusuan withdrew his painful palm expressionlessly, and looked at Meng Chengye, whose eyes and cheeks were flushed in front of him, "What did you see His Majesty doing? Huh? Going to seek justice? Going to complain?
Do you have a passing badge? Are you qualified to enter Chengtianmen?
Do you think that you saw His Majesty from a distance in the square in front of the Hanyuan Hall of the Daming Palace as the representative of the Liuguang Bank on the Shangyuan Festival, and he remembered who you were? "
Meng Chengye lowered his head, covered his flushed cheek with his palm, rubbed his teeth together, and kept making noises.
"The king of Changxiang County, a county king with a first-rank title, committed suicide."
Jin Wusuan emphasized his tone, and said to his friend: "Li Shenbin was sentenced to exile for four thousand miles, so he must be in a hundred thousand barren mountains or somewhere on an island in the endless sea.
In such a poor place, even if he practiced martial arts, he would not live for a few years.
He will still die. "
"How many more years?"
Meng Chengye still lowered his head, and asked: "Isn't it common enough these days to change imperial orders?
The prince gets married, the prince gives birth to the emperor's grandson, becomes a queen, wins a war, changes the reign name, expands the territory, encounters natural disasters.
Any reason is enough to issue an order of amnesty.
Dalang, do you want me to sit in Chang'an and wait for Li Shenbin to come back? "
“.”
Jin Wujuan was silent for a while, and said quietly: "Under the whole world, is it the land of the king? On the shore of the land, is it the king's minister.
The whole country of Yu belongs to his Li family. "
(end of this chapter)