The Happy Life of Small Officials in Northern Song Dynasty

Su Jin looked at Feng Jingyao, waited for him to calm down a little, and then said: "Master Feng, it's not as refreshing as a quick confession, and it will teach the world that you, Master Feng, are a daring man. Update at a high speed."

The corner of Feng Jingyao's mouth was dripping with blood, and his whole body was shaking like chaff. He stared at Su Jin like a ferocious beast and said, "Are you sure about winning? At least you have two unfinished business, one can ruin your job, and one If the incident can kill you, even if I die, I will hold you back, and I will hold the people of Yangzhou on my back."

Su Jin scolded: "The thing you don't repent after dying is nothing more than the secret of the grain storage. I haven't found out that's all. As for the thing you said that could kill me, I advise you to save it."

Feng Jingyao bared his teeth and laughed loudly: "Are you afraid?"

Su Jin spat and said, "You might as well announce it loudly to see who can believe you."

Feng Jingyao sneered and said: "You forced me. Originally, the old man wanted to use this as an exchange. You and I each take a step back. But now we can't escape, so we have to drag you to Huangquan Road as a companion."

Su Jin stared into his eyes and said: "Since you insist, I don't need you to speak up, so as not to make you add another crime of slandering the officials. How about I speak out for you? Or let you see the common people What's the reaction."

Su Jin got up and walked to the front of the stage, and said loudly: "Fathers and folks, Feng Jingyao is stubborn, and he still has illusions. I don't know where he heard that he used the military rations collected by the Yangzhou government for relief. Use this crime to bite me back and put me to death; in view of the recent rumors in the city, I might as well clarify it here directly. Is the [-] shi army rations collected by the Secretary still there? After the army rations are collected, they will be packaged and signed, and the third division will seal and seal the mouth of each package of food, and each package has a fixed number. If you have doubts, you can go to check it. Standing up straight, I am never afraid of being framed by these petty people."

Song Xiang was dumbfounded when he heard that, this kid lied without batting an eyelid, if someone went to check, of course it was full of food bags piled up in the army warehouse, and Su Jin must have tampered with the food bags and forged the third division It goes without saying that the seal is fake, and those who don't know the details can't see the flaw at all.

Su Jin announced this matter loudly, in fact, he removed a big stone in his heart. This matter has been weighing heavily on everyone's hearts, and will always become a time bomb that explodes at any time. It's an open secret, and everyone wants to use this trick to blackmail him at a critical moment, and it's almost impossible to keep this matter in Yangzhou city without any leaks.

In view of various considerations, before today's public trial, Su Jin made such a decision, and he will never back down on this matter; other people's rumors and speculations, it is better to speak out by himself; of course, he must admit that he will not do it, he What can be done is to make everything fit perfectly so that people have nothing to say. As for when the court comes to investigate after knowing about it, he will of course be honest with You Si. As for the common people, there is no need to let them know more.

The common people shouted: "Lord Su, I don't believe any rumors spread by other people. Lord Su is a good official who loves the people like a son and is honest and upright. We will not agree to anyone who believes in rumors and frame Su Qingtian."

Some people even shouted: "I don't care about military food and civilian food. I only know that the people have no food to eat. Master Su gave us food under the emperor's order. I am grateful; as for military food or civilian food, eat it in your stomach." They all turned into yellow and white things, what's the difference?"

Everyone laughed and said: "Yes, what's the point of entangled with these things? Could it be that we are waiting for the common people to starve to death, but the army rations are moldy in the granary? Don't worry, Mr. Su, everyone will believe you in this matter."

Su Jin cupped his hands and said: "Thank you all, the military rations cannot be moved, but then again, if it is really necessary to use the military rations to save the people of Yangzhou, I will use the military rations without hesitation; the prefect will also use the military rations." Like this emissary, I will not ignore the people in the city just to save Wusha’s life, and I will make it clear today so that someone will not always use this as an opportunity to frame me and Mr. Song.”

Su Jin turned around and looked at Feng Jingyao and said, "Did you see it? This is the people's will, and it will be the same result if you say this. They won't believe you, they will only hate you even more."

"What a cunning boy, you can only fool the people like this. If there are Shangguans from the capital who interrogate me, do you think they will be so easy to fool?"

Su Jin said seriously: "Master Feng, you don't know me yet. I, Su Jin, don't know how to write the word regret. Now that I have done it, I am not afraid of people knowing. If you want to say it, go ahead, but before that , first plead guilty to the law; if you are a man, you will be as daring as the young master, don't teach me to underestimate you."

Feng Jingyao just sneered and didn't answer.

Su Jin said in a loud voice: "Before you came to Yangzhou, you had to wait for evidence from all over the country to convict you before you came to Yangzhou. I won't go into details here. I only ask you about Yangzhou. Blackmailing and controlling more than ten Yangzhou officials, can you admit to this crime?"

Feng Jingyao gritted his teeth and said, "No."

Su Jindao: "If you don't admit it, it doesn't mean you are not guilty. The self-confessions of the controlling officials you hid in the Golden Buddha of the Red Studio are physical evidence. More than ten Yangzhou officials have been captured, and the other ten women from good families who have been rescued are Physical evidence, do you want to confront them?"

Feng Jingyao said: "False accusations are all false accusations."

Su Jin turned to the government office and said: "Feng is guilty of the first crime of setting traps to control officials, record it."

Nawen said in amazement: "But the prisoner didn't confess."

Su Jin shouted: "Could it be that you saw a person stabbing another person to death with a knife, and you can't be convicted just because the murderer didn't admit it? There are all witnesses and material evidence, which meets the standards of Song Xingtong's conviction, and it is set."

Na Wen hurriedly wrote down this item, and wrote the story into a statement. Su Jin took the statement and went up to Feng Jingyao and said: "Press your fingerprints, don't offend me."

Feng Jingyao said: "The old man won't press it, what can you do?"

As soon as Su Jin beckoned, more than a dozen yamen servants quickly came up and formed a circle, blocking the view of the people in the audience.

Pan Jiang grabbed Feng Jingyao's hand and forcefully opened his index finger and said, "Master Special Envoy, press your fingerprints."

Feng Jingyao yelled loudly: "You are giving false testimony in public. You gang of evil officials ignore the court's laws and regulations, and you will be severely punished."

Su Jin thought for a while and said, "You're right. It's a good thing you reminded me, otherwise I almost committed a serious crime! Pan Jiang, grab his finger and stab me."

Everyone didn't understand what Su Jin was doing, but Pan Jiang still grabbed Feng Jingyao's finger and gently poked Su Jin's waist. Su Jin uttered a hoarse cry, which startled everyone. Are you jumping around wondering what happened?There was another scream from the surrounding crowd, this time it was Feng Jingyao's scream.

The yamen servants dispersed one after another, only then did everyone realize that Feng Jingyao's hands were dripping with blood, and his right index finger was cut short. He was yelling and in great pain.

Pan Jiang went to the front of the stage and said: "Fellow folks, just now the special envoy advised Feng Zuo to press his handprints and draw a charge. Unexpectedly, Feng Zuo was vicious and suddenly violently injured others. He stabbed Sir in the waist with black wind fingers that he had practiced hard for 40 years. If it wasn't for the fact that Feng was tied up tightly and was weak after the injury, the special envoy would have injured him; in order to prevent Feng from violently injuring others again, the commander had no choice but to cut off the prisoner's index finger with a knife, abolishing his black wind finger martial arts, and at the same time use punishment."

The common people suddenly realized that they scolded Feng Jingyao for being so arrogant when he was about to die. Some people applauded and said that his fingers and toes should be chopped off to prevent him from using black wind hands and black wind feet.

Some kept asking how Su Qingtian was injured?

Of course, some people expressed doubts, but as soon as the words of doubt came out, they were overwhelmed by the sea of ​​white eyes around them, and they shut up wisely.

Su Jin pretended to rub his waist and eyes back to the desk, stretched out his hand and slapped something on the little table behind the desk and said, "Take it for a pledge."

Wen raised his eyes and saw that he was scared out of his wits. What Su Jin threw on his desk was a finger. The finger jumped like a poisonous snake whose head had been beheaded, and the oozing blood stained a piece of white paper. It was shockingly red.

"Why are you in a daze? Wrap it in paper, and use this thing to dip the oil painting in the subsequent confessions. You have to keep it well, otherwise you won't be able to convict if the procedures are not complete. Let me ask you."

Wen's forehead was covered with sweat, he shook his hand and took out the handkerchief, wrapped that finger like he was catching a loach, and put it in his hand like a piece of red-hot coal, neither in his pocket nor on the case.

Everyone on the stage saw it, their eyeballs fluttered all over the place, and they secretly marveled at the lawlessness of Mr. Special Envoy, but after thinking about it carefully, it would be impossible to meet someone as stubborn as Feng Jingyao without Su Jin's extraordinary means. If it can be dealt with, it will cause the wicked to have their own way.

Song Xiang's expression was pale, and he sat blankly by the side, even forgetting the act of feigning abdominal pain and covering his stomach for show.