Chapter 120 The extremely harmonious piece of paper

Naturally, the Ming family would not be distracted by a Wenpo who came out of nowhere. Chen Bochang is also a good person who is good at judging his birthmark for a long time and his Wenpo is old. He cannot believe all these fierce attacks. Anyway, it is impossible to just accept the account.

Xia Qifei's life experience is only true for these false evidences, not to mention that the magistrate of Suzhou Prefecture and the officials of Jiangnan Road are facing the Ming family.

Song Shiren was furious and thought that the people in Jiangnan were indeed all unlucky people. He worked so hard to "design" such a stable woman. The other party actually refused to admit it. Just looking at the expression and speech of the Suzhou magistrate in the hall, Song Shiren also knew that the evidence of the matter involving the Ming family was indeed weaker and was greatly insufficient.

However, Song Shiren was full of confidence. He found that Suzhou Prefecture was secretly biased and was not willing to accept his argument. He couldn't help but use his disgusting mouth, belittled the Ming family, and secretly stabbed Suzhou Prefecture, with no words of ridicule and sarcasm in his words. Anyway, he was a celebrity in Kyoto and did not care about the means of the prominent clans in Jiangnan. With the support of Lord Xiao Fan, he was naturally brave and cruel.

Ming Lanshi and Chen Bochang were in the hall, Suzhou magistrate who was in charge of the hall was not in a hurry. He watched the famous litigation stick perform with a smile. Listening to the saliva flying in the hall, although he hated this guy so much that he held it in his heart.

"Mr. Song, do you want to prove that Xia Qifei is the seventh son of the old man Ming back then. Do you have any other evidence?" Suzhou magistrate clenched his fists in his sleeve and said with a frown.

"Sir, the silly woman had clearly recorded it clearly before, why can't she be used as evidence?" Song Shiren's feet were irrelevant, and the masters were standing in the hall.

"Hey, Brother Song's words are inappropriate." Chen Bochang bowed beside him and said, "The old woman is inconvenient to move and her cheeks are weak. She is a dying person. How can this old man say what she is saying accurately? What's more, she did remember the decorations of the Ming family back then, but who knows if someone is interested in telling her what happened to him... and let her remember to come and frame her?"

Song Shiren narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "What a shameless frame-up."

Uncle Chen was a little angry and thought to himself that you can even do such shameless things, can’t you even say it?

Song Shiren was also lazy and took care of him again, and asked directly in the hall: "Sir. Are you saying this the same thing?"

The people outside the hall had probably believed in Xia Qifei's life experience. After all, the Wenpo's performance skills were really superb. At this time, the onlookers saw that the master of Suzhou and the Ming family were probably going to refuse to accept it. They were a little lively and started to coax.

But most people were still silent, after all, they were still leaning towards the Ming family in their hearts. Especially behind Xia Qifei, there seemed to be forces from Kyoto, and the people in Jiangnan were very taboo and disgusted with this situation.

The magistrate of Suzhou blushed slightly. He knew that it was indeed inappropriate to refuse to admit the confession of Wen Po, but looked at Minglan Shidi's eyes. He knew that he could only hold on like this, cleared his throat and said, "That Wen Po is really old and confused. The right to accept the trust is always in the hands of me. If it is an ordinary civil case, it will be as appropriate as Mr. Song's argument. But the teacher mentioned earlier that the Ministry of Justice is third-class, and this matter of Ming's family property is undoubtedly a first-class example. Without more detailed and reliable evidence, I cannot decide the case."

Song Shiren was waiting for this sentence, frowned slightly, pretending to be disappointed, and said shrillly: "Sir! This is not possible! It's been a long time ago, where can I find evidence from others? I have found someone to testify. The lord said no, what kind of evidence is needed?"

The magistrate of Suzhou was slightly happy. I thought that no matter how arrogant and famous you, Song Shiren, were not the dough kneaded by us officials in the court. No matter how many witnesses you ask, I could always find a way to not accept them. At this time, listening to Song Shiren's panic question, he subconsciously said: "Only by both the evidence and the evidence can we judge the case."

Song Shiren didn't wait for him to continue speaking. His lips were opened and his words were sprayed out, "Sir? Who is the judge?"

"Of course I am the official..."

"Since it's an adult to judge the case, how dare you ask what physical evidence is?" Song Shiren was aggressive and did not give Suzhou magistrate more time to respond.

The magistrate of Suzhou was slightly stunned, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

Song Shiren bowed with both hands, looked straight into the other person's eyes, and asked, "What is physical evidence?"

The magistrate of Suzhou was frightened by his momentum, as if he had returned to the scene when he was taking the legal exam many years ago, and subconsciously responded: "Traces, weapons, and documentary evidence..."

"Cleverage? Good!" Song Shiren narrowed his eyes and bent, praised him, and said, "Sir, wise."

The magistrate of Suzhou was stunned again, and hesitated and asked, "Mr. Song..."

Song Shiren still did not give him the chance to finish a sentence in full, and asked in a very urgent manner: "Sir, if you have a documentary certificate, can you make a certificate?"

“Of course…”

Song Shiren cut off again: "If there is any documentary evidence, I must not refuse to admit it!"

The Suzhou Magistrate nodded furiously and said, "What is this? I am also a person who is familiar with Qinglu. How can I not know the power of documentary evidence? You, a lawyer, speak too rudely. If you can produce documentary evidence, you will naturally be more trustworthy than the previous one."

As soon as this sentence was said, the magistrate of Suzhou suddenly felt that he had said something wrong, why did he suddenly become so many words? He subconsciously looked down at the hall and saw Ming Lanshi and Chen Bochang with a hint of disappointment in shock, while the lawyer named Song Shiren smiled smirked with smugness.

Song Shiren cut off the words of the Suzhou magistrate, completely blocking his thought-provoking response. Then he suddenly made a hole and tried several times to let the magistrate follow his wishes and before presenting evidence, he would confirm the importance of the documentary evidence in front of everyone, so as not to see the shameless scene of refusing to admit his account again in the future.

This is actually just a very simple psychological means and language skill in the debate. It is like using a sausage to keep swaying in front of a dog, but never letting it eat it happily. Waiting for the end, if you stuff a banana over, the dog will be overjoyed and eat it all, and forget that he originally wanted to eat sausage instead of bananas...

Uncle Chen sighed in his heart when he found out that the magistrate was fooled by Song Shiren. He had no chance to interrupt before, because Song Shiren was talking too quickly, and his arrogant and exhausted tone was indeed very easy to make people angry.

He and Ming Lanshi looked at each other, shook their head helplessly, feeling a little confused. What documentary evidence was the other party holding in his hand... which could prove Xia Qifei's life experience?

The magistrate of Suzhou knew that he had been played with by Song Shiren and looked at the man's hateful smile. He wanted to order someone to beat him up. He couldn't beat him at this time, so he had to ask in a deep voice: "Since there is a documentary evidence, why didn't he submit it before?"

Song Shiren bowed respectfully and said, "This is presented."

The magistrate sneered: "If your documentary certificate is not effective, don't blame me for closing the case."

Song Shiren smiled sinisterly and said, "Don't worry, sir, although this book is old, it is a dead thing, so you won't be confused... sir, sir, sir."

The magistrate of Suzhou was choked and was not good at it.

Song Shiren leaned into Xia Qi's ear and said something. Xia Qifei frowned slightly, as if he didn't expect to take out that thing so soon. It seemed that it was indeed a very difficult thing to prove his life experience.

He took out the small box from his arms and carefully handed it to the master. His eyes were staring at the master's hand holding the box, as if he was afraid that anyone would snatch the box in broad daylight.

Looking at Xia Qifei's cautious expression, Chen Bochang frowned. He leaned into Minglanshi's ear and asked, "Young Master, can you guess what it is?"

Ming Lanshi looked a little confused, thinking that Suzhou is not as good as Kyoto, and there is no such thing as birth paper. What is that documentary evidence?

At this time, the Suzhou magistrate in the hall had already opened the box. He and his master glanced briefly and his face immediately changed!

Ming Lanshi and Chen Bochang were shocked.

The Suzhou Magistrate glanced at Ming Lanshi with a somewhat complicated look.

Song Shiren smiled, calm but raised his voice eighth. He said loudly: "This documentary certificate is the suicide note written by Mr. Ming, who wrote the suicide note. The suicide note stated that all the property of Ming's family was left to his seventh son Ming Qingcheng... This suicide note has been kept in Mr. Xia's hands, which is enough to prove that Mr. Xia is the seventh son of the Ming family!"

Before everyone could wake up from the shock, Song Shiren changed his mind and sneered at the Suzhou magistrate, "Of course, some foolish and tenacious people. It can also be said that Mr. Xia accidentally picked up this suicide note. So he came to pretend to be a descendant of the Ming family... but there was a Wenpo in front and a documentary behind him. If there were still people who dared to frame him so nakedly... Humph, the eyes of the world are not blind, nor are they without brains. Who would believe me, the officials from Daqing, and the people of Jiangnan, would I believe it?"

Old Master Ming’s suicide note!

The wind in the court suddenly changed, and the people watching outside the yamen were making noise. Minglanshi and Chen Bochang were standing foolishly as if they were struck by lightning. Minglanshi murmured to himself with shocked face, "Impossible, when did grandpa write his suicide note? This must be fake!"

Song Shiren looked at the young master of the Ming family and said, "As expected, some people didn't even look at it, and they started to say it was fake... Could it be that Young Master Ming is a god?"

Ming Lanshi was still shocked. He listened to Song Shiren's words and said furiously: "This suicide note must be fake!"

When Song Shiren heard him speak like this, he felt a little proud. He knew that the situation he was most worried about did not happen, and his patch was promptly applied. If the other party was not concerned about the authenticity of the suicide note, but as he said before, he insisted that Xia Qifei had picked up the suicide note. Now he is here to pretend to be the seventh son of the Ming family who died prematurely to seize the property. This is the most difficult to deal with - if the other party carries out shamelessness to the end - he really has no choice.

Now, the young master of the Ming family was shocked and only focused on telling the authenticity of the suicide note, without accusing Xia Qifei of pretending to be... In this way, as long as he could prove that the suicide note was true, then... the fact that Xia Qifei was the seventh son of the Ming family could be confirmed.

Song Shiren sighed softly. Today's hall seemed nonsense, but in fact, the order of the plan he planned was very particular. Only in this way can this difficult situation be directed in the direction he hoped.

The first lawyer in Qingguo is indeed well-known.

The magistrate of Suzhou had a gray face and waved his hands to get the lawyers from both sides to get close to the major case, saying, "The documentary evidence is here. I just don't know whether it is true or not..."

Song Shiren was destined to let the magistrate enjoy his pleasure today, and intercepted him: "Sir, whether it is true or false, you can check it and know it, how can you not know?"

After all, Chen Bochang is a famous lawyer in Jiangnan. At this time, he had already escaped from the previous shock. He knew that Song Shiren used the land today to shock the snake. He responded with a smile: "Sir. Since the other party said that this is the suicide note of Mr. Ming, of course it is to be checked. At this time, the young master of the Ming family is present, why not let him come and see it?"

He turned to Song Shiren and said gently, "Mr. Song won't have any objections, right?"

"As long as Young Master Ming doesn't go crazy and swallow the suicide note, what's the point?" Song Shiren narrowed his eyes and smiled indifferently: "Brother Chen's calming skills are indeed amazing."

"Each of each other." Chen Bochang responded with a smile.

The Suzhou magistrate couldn't understand what these two big lawsuits were praising each other. Only Song Shiren and Chen Bochang knew that since they were fighting a family property lawsuit, proving Xia Qifei's identity was just an introduction, and the important thing was to which the huge family property belonged. Even if the suicide note Xia Qifei took out was real, according to Qinglu, the Ming family could almost still stand in an invincible position.

So Chen Bochang was not panicked. Song Shiren was not happy, and everyone knew that the long journey was still long.

At this time, Ming Lanshi had already come over and looked at the suicide note on the table with a restless look on his face.

In Mingyuan, many handwritten books from Mr. Ming were still kept. The Ming family's children were already familiar with each other. So when Ming Lanshi looked at the thin handwriting on the suicide note, he knew that it was indeed written by his grandfather himself. The paper used for the suicide note was indeed the Qingzhou paper that Mr. Ming liked the most at that time...

Ming Lanshi looked a little panicked, bowed to the prefect and retreated.

Uncle Chen leaned into his ear and whispered: "Is it true or false."

Ming Lanshi frowned and said, "I'm afraid... it's true..." But this young master Ming has started to manage his family's business over the years, and his mind is quite firm. He only feels a little weird in an instant. He thinks of his father's secrets that he once revealed, and his face becomes strange and whispers: "No... it's fake!"

Uncle Chen said in a strange way: "Oh? How to judge?"

Ming Lanshi gritted his teeth and said in a dark and gloomy manner: "The means of my ancestor... If she had to do it back then, how could she leave any suicide note!"

Chen Bochang was stunned and knew that the other party was talking about the old lady Ming. He thought it was true. If the old lady Ming had to seize the property and kill people from all over the door, the first priority would definitely be to deal with the suicide note. Logically speaking, this suicide note would not have been left in this world.

"Then this suicide note..." he frowned.

Minglan Shi Weian said: "Like that Wenpo, I'm afraid they're all fake goods from the Supervision Bureau."

At this point, the Ming family was shocked to find out how long and deep the supervisory authority had done for this matter behind Xia Qifei, and how much energy it had spent. The forged and perfectly messed up suicide note was definitely not so meticulous in just a few months. The old-fashioned paper and the choice of material were extremely complicated.

You should know that this kind of Qingzhou paper was discontinued ten years ago, so who knows that the Supervision Bureau can find it?

The methods used by the Supervision Bureau are powerful enough, and the litigation method adopted by the local authorities is extremely shameless. If you do it all the way to the end... Is there any justice in the world?

Ming Lanshi thought sadly, but a person couldn't help but appear in his eyes. The young and handsome imperial envoy seemed to be standing at some point looking at him with a gentle smile on his face, his lips slightly opened, as if he was about to have a big meal.

Behind this matter, it is naturally Mr. Xiao Fan who is in charge.

Since the suicide note was released, of course, it was necessary to check the authenticity of the fake. Suzhou Prefecture had sent someone to Mingyuan to compare the handwriting of the old man Ming back then. At the same time, according to Song Shiren's seemingly fair opinion, he went to the Inner Trust Transportation Department to retrieve the filing signature of the tender note that year. At the same time, officials from the Suzhou Branch Office stationed in the Suzhou Branch will come to check the age and paper of the suicide note.

As everyone knows, the Supervision Bureau is best at carrying out this kind of work.

Since he is good at making fakes, he is of course good at debating fakes. However, he is originally a fake product made by the Supervision Bureau, and he is asked to test it. If the wolf is invited to destroy the missing case of Yanger.

The Suzhou magistrate cursed in his heart. But he did not dare to say in front of everyone that the Supervisory Office was not right, so he had to agree to this proposal. But at the same time, he had other ideas and sent someone to ask the Censor of the Censorate, and then went to the Governor's Office of Jiangnan to ask the powerful criminal master to determine the authenticity of the suicide note.

The trial of Suzhou Prefecture has come to an end for the time being due to the emergence of suicide notes. It always takes time to check the suicide notes, so the onlookers quickly went to the tea shop to buy tea and sesame cakes. After satisfying his hunger and thirst, he had to watch the show again.

It was only when those people came back that they found that the best position had been occupied by the onlookers who were holding back their hunger. They had to curse a few words, but they couldn't catch it back.

The Ming family had already brought the food box, and Minglan Shi was eating it tastelessly. I wonder what Chen Bochang said in his ear, so Minglan Shidi was more energetic.

And here, Huayuan did not shy away from anything, and brought food boxes to Xia Qifei. There were very few people here, only Song Shiren and Xia Qifei were having dinner. Song Shiren glanced at Ming's family and whispered to Xia Qifei: "As soon as the suicide note is released, Mr. Xia's life experience will be clear."

Xia Qifei's eyes were filled with excitement, and he said gratefully: "Thank you Mr.
To be continued...