When Song Tongzhi heard this, he asked in surprise: "How can I see it?"

Yang Qiuchi pointed to the tall Fangliang: "Two years ago, this little maid was only twelve years old. Do you think she might have held such a heavy body at that time, stepped on a stool, and then hung the body up?"

Since a person will be very heavy and soft when he dies, although Guo is relatively light in weight, it still requires a certain amount of physical strength to hold a soft body and step on a stool and then hang the body into a rope cover. It is obviously impossible for a twelve-year-old ordinary girl like Zhichun to complete it (except for a martial arts master like Song Yuner).

Song Tongzhi and Song Yuner both realized it and nodded in agreement.

Song Yuner thought about it and asked again: "Then will Zhichun be an insider who puts people in and lets others kill them?"

Yang Qiuchi looked at Song Yuner with praise and nodded: "There is absolutely a possibility, which means that Zhichun is just an accomplice helper, and the real murderer is someone else. However," Yang Qiuchi thought for a while, "There is another possibility, that is, Zhichun and the nurse conspired to kill someone. Otherwise, the nurse would not hear the noise."

Song Tongzhi also interrupted: "If you charm the nurse? Then she won't know."

Yang Qiuchi nodded again: "This possibility is very high. The maid Zhichun said just now. The nurse was sleeping very hard at that time, and she didn't hear the child crying. Under normal circumstances, the nurse would not do this. So, we should make a judgment after interrogating the nurse, Lu, and then make a judgment."

Speaking of this, Yang Qiuchi knew to Song Tong: "Uncle, you will be the one who will examine this Lu family."

"This~!" Song Tongzhi hesitated, "To be honest, my nephew, I was quite confident in my trial of a case in the past. Since I saw that you solved the case like God's help, I have never dared to ask about the case. I was afraid of making a mistake. I would rather come and try it."

Yang Qiuchi smiled slightly: "Uncle is too modest. You have been reviewing the case for so many years. You have eaten more salt than I eat and have rich experience. How can I compare to my nephew?"

A few gentle words of flattery made Song Tongzhi slapped him like he was floating in the clouds and mist. It was very helpful.

Yang Qiuchi continued: "I suspect that this nurse is the real murderer, and I guess this nurse will be tricky and refuse to confess. Uncle, you have the best way to deal with such troublemakers. You can come to the trial in person and be more confident."

A few more flatteries made Song Tongzhi nod and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, I. I will examine it."

The reason why Yang Qiuchi asked Song Tongzhi to be tried was that there were only two suspects in this case. The maid Zhichun was unlikely to be the murderer, so the suspect of the nanny Lu's crime was very high. But he did not have any evidence to prove that Lu's crime committed, but he just used the exclusion method to draw this conclusion. He proposed that Song Tongzhi personally try it to see if he could make a breakthrough by using the presumption of guilt. Anyway, this was legal in the Ming Dynasty.

At this time, the nurse was brought in and kowtowed.

"The name of the offender!" Song Tongzhi's first sentence marked the person as "offender", which shows that the presumption of guilt has been deeply rooted in the minds of the Ming Dynasty officials such as Song Tongzhi.

"Minister woman Lu."

"You tell me the story of that night first. If there is a lie, be careful of suffering!"

"Yes! The civilian woman dared not." Mrs. Lu said what happened that night, which was similar to the little maid Zhichun's statement. There were several key plots that were consistent with the statements of the two, that was, the doors and windows were locked that night, and there was no other person in the room except them, and there was no trace of outsiders sneaking in.

After Lu finished speaking, Song Tongzhi said coldly: "My wife, how did you strangle your third concubine to death? Come on the truth!"

The nurse was startled and kowtowed and said, "The civilian woman is wronged. I didn't kill the third concubine."

"Nonsense!" Song Tongzhi shouted, "You and the little maid Zhichun are in the room. Zhichun was only twelve years old at that time, and she absolutely had no way to carry the body and hang it on the rope."

Song Tongzhi learned and sold it right away. He looked at Lu's strong body: "You are a peasant woman, and such a rough job is not difficult for you. Who are you?" He understood the following words himself. It seems that Song Tongzhi is not only good at judging randomly, but also pays attention to observation and analysis.

Mrs. Lu was even more scared and said, "The civilian woman was wronged. That night, Zhichun was accompanying the third aunt. I took the young master to bed very early. I don't know what happened. I slept very hard that night. It was not until dawn that Zhichun woke me up."

"It's nonsense! It's clear that you strangled the sleeping third concubine to death while the little maid Zhichun fell asleep, and then hung her on disguise and hanged her to commit suicide."

"I don't have one, sir, I'm wronged."

"Unfortunate? There are only two of you in the room, either she or you! You say you are unjust. If you can provide evidence to prove that you are unjust, I will let you go."

There was nowhere to be taken out by Mr. Lu, just said, "I fell asleep at that time, and I really didn't know anything."

"You dare to deny me, come and take me out and beat the thirty-plus board!" Song Tongzhi shouted.

Originally, the punishment for female offenders should be used according to the law, but now there is no such thing as a slap.

Yang Qiuchi did not stop him because he had no better way. Besides, Song Tongzhi is now trying the case and agreed to use his own method. Moreover, Song Tongzhi's analysis made sense. There were only two of them in the room, either she or you, if you do not plead guilty, you can of course be punished according to the Ming Dynasty law.

The three guards dragged Lü to the corridor, found a bench, pressed Lü on the bench, and slapped it and beat it, making Lü scream.

After finishing the thirty-four boards, Lu carried him in and threw him on the ground.

Song Tongzhi asked: "Lu, is it not necessary to attack now?"

Lu's sweat was all over, and his thighs were bleeding. He said with a heavy breath: "Sir, the civilian woman is really wronged."

"Bold and unruly people, do you think you are in good health and can withstand my board? Come on, drag me on and hit me again!"

The guards carried Lu out and beat another thirty boards, and then carried them in again.

After these sixty big boards, Lu almost fainted. But he still had no move.

Song Tongzhi had to use torture again, but Yang Qiuchi waved his hand to stop him. He thought that he would be beaten up and beat him up. Could it be that? Didn’t it be Lu or Zhichun? Who are they? It wouldn’t be that the three-year-old Shan'er did it.

Yang Qiuchi felt that his head was too big. The troubles of such old cases were here. Times changed and there were no clues. Although there were only two suspects in this case, I didn’t expect that the difficulty was still quite large.

Song Tongzhi didn't know why Yang Qiuchi stopped him from torture. Asked: "Nephew,..."

Yang Qiuchi said: "It's noon, let's have dinner first."

Song Yuner also interrupted, "Yes, Dad. Let this Lu eat something first, and then she has to take care of Shan'er. If she breaks her, what should Shan'er do?"

Yang Qiuchi thought to himself, you said it's too late now, you're going to beat the sixty-four boards. That's how amazing she can still take care of the children.

Sure enough, the Lü couldn't even stand up, so Song Tongzhi had to instruct other maids and servants to carry her down. He was a prisoner, and she was now the key suspect. There could be no problem.

During the meal, Mr. Yang was accompanying him. A murder case occurred at home, both the victim and the suspect. His dual identity made Mr. Yang very embarrassed.

Yang Qiuchi repeatedly comforted Mr. Yang and said that the case was very small and would be solved quickly, and it would not even delay the New Year. Mr. Yang was a little relieved.

He was relieved, but Yang Qiuchi's center of the earth was still heavy. Both suspects Zhichun and Lu refused to plead guilty. Zhichun's physical factors ruled out the possibility of her committing the crime herself, and there was no evidence that she opened the door and let others come in to commit the crime. Lu refused to plead guilty after using a large punishment. The case was deadlocked, how could he be relieved?

Song Yuner was still thinking about Shan'er. After asking the servants, she found out that Butler Pang had arranged for the maid Zhichun to take care of Shan'er temporarily. But Song Yuner was still worried and wanted to go and see it in person.

Yang Qiuchi felt that Song Yuner was really good to children. It seems that motherhood is shared by all women, whether it is a martial arts woman or an ordinary peasant woman.

Seeing that Yang Qiuchi was depressed, Song Yun'er took Yang Qiuchi to see the child relax.

Yang Qiuchi was going to see Mr. Yang's son, so Mr. Yang of course he had to accompany him. Song Tongzhi had nothing to do, so he also came to Zhichun's room to watch the children.

When they came to Zhichun's room, Zhichun was feeding porridge to Shan'er.

On the day Yang Qiuchi arrived, he had seen Shan'er in the living room, but Tianshaner was wrapped in a thick quilt by the nurse Lu's nurse. She couldn't see it clearly. Now, when she saw it, she couldn't help but be surprised.

This mountain is two years old. Logically, the living conditions of a wealthy family like Mr. Yang are quite good, but this mountain is yellow and thin, with yellow hair on its head like corn ears, sparse and yellow and dry, with no color at all. The face is yellow and black, and the appetite is obviously bad. After eating half a bowl, I vomited a lot. I kept crying, but I couldn't persuade me no matter how much.

Song Yuner picked up Shan'er and made a face to tease him. Shan'er stopped crying and reached out to grab Song Yuner's nose. Song Yuner grabbed his little hand and felt that his little hand was thin, like a dry firewood stick.

Seeing this, Song Yuner was so angry that she grabbed Shan'er's little hand and asked Old Master Yang angrily: "This is how you take care of the children? Look!" Yang Qiuchi and others came up to see that Shan'er's little hand was rougher than the old man's little hand, and there were many small red spots on the rash.

Old Master Yang suspected that the child was not his own son because his third concubine was crazy. Since then, he has ignored the child, so he did not pay much attention to the child's situation.

Now that Song Yuner asked this, Old Master Yang looked at Shan'er and asked in surprise: "Why is he so thin? What's going on?"

Butler Pang next to him quickly said, "Report to the master, the young master has been so weak and sick since he was born. He has found a lot of doctors to see him, but he can't even see him well."

"Useless waste!" Old Master Yang cursed.

Yang Qiuchi kept frowning and looked at Shan'er, then said, "Let me see." After that, he picked up Shan'er from Song Yun'er's arms with a serious expression.

Song Yuner was happy: "Brother, you can still see a doctor? Why don't I know?"

Yang Qiuchi did not answer, and walked to the bed with Shan'er in his arms, placed Shan'er on the edge of the bed, took off Shan'er's shoes, raised his little feet and saw that it was as rough as his little hands. It was covered with calluses like a barefoot migrant worker.

Song Yuner was furious and asked Butler Pang: "What's going on? Look at this child, do you let him run barefoot on the stone ground every day?"

"No!" Butler Pang never paid attention to the child's feet, and was anxious. He squatted down and touched Shan'er's feet. He said in panic, "I saw that the nurse Lu took good care of the young master. I was very careful. I thought the young master was just weak and sick. Unexpectedly... I went to pull the poisonous woman Lu, and I found out after asking!"

"No need to ask!" Yang Qiuchi waved his hand. "I know what's going on."

Butler Pang and others looked at Yang Qiuchi in confusion.

Yang Qiuchi touched the child's little feet and said heavily: "Shan'er is likely to be poisoned! If this continues, he will not live next summer!"

Old Master Yang and others were shocked. Butler Pang asked anxiously: "Mr. Yang, are our young master really poisoned? How do you know?" Old Master Yang, Song Tongzhi, Song Yuner and his maid Zhichun were also looking at Yang Qiuchi nervously, waiting for his answer.

Yang Qiuchi said: "Although I'm not sure, I'm almost there." Yang Qiuchi showed the little hands and feet of Shan'er to everyone, and then touched the child's arms and face. He said: "Have you seen a three-year-old child with such rough skin? This is called excessive angulation."

He pointed at Shan'er's yellow hair and said, "Look at Shan'er's hair falling off and yellow, with a yellow face and thin skin. It's yellow and black. If I guess it's good, Shan'er's skin is also like this." After saying that, he untied Shan'er's little clothes and looked at it. Sure enough, Shan'er's skinny little body is yellow and black.

Yang Qiuchi knew in his heart that it was skin pigmentation, but he couldn't tell them about it.

Yang Qiuchi asked the maid Zhichun again, and said, "Does Shan'er vomit after eating? She often has diarrhea?"

The maid Zhichun nodded: "That's right, the doctor prescribes medicines to stop ejaculation and antiemetics, but it doesn't work."

"Of course it doesn't work," said Yang Qiuchi. "Shan'er is chronic poisoning. If the source of the poison is not cut off, he will continue to have diarrhea and vomit until he dies!"

This kind of chronic poisoning is easily misdiagnosed as a related digestive tract disease or skin disease, and it is not uncommon for ordinary doctors to judge that it cannot be judged by them.

Song Yuner said hatefully: "I'm so careless! Brother, what kind of poison is there in Shan'er?"

"Arsenic is probably added to Shan'er's food, adding a little bit every day, so that Shan'er slowly gets poisoned, and accumulates more and more, and eventually he dies of poisoning."

"It's so cruel! Who is this person?" Song Yuner's eyes were breathing fire, and she turned around and grabbed the maid Zhichun, "Is it you?"

The little maid was so scared that she was soft and trembling, "No, no, it's not me, why would I take such a harsh action? No."

"It's not you, who is that?" Song Yun'er glared at the maid Zhichun, "Is it the nurse Lu?"

Yang Qiuchi continued: "It is very likely that only she has the opportunity to keep poisoning without being discovered every day. If I guess correctly, there should be arsenic hidden in her residence. She was suddenly arrested today and there should be no time to destroy the evidence of crime."

Old Master Yang said angrily: "This evil woman, I want to tear him apart! Let's go and search her room!" Although it is not yet certain whether Shan'er is his own child, anyone with a conscience cannot bear to use this method to deal with a child.

The group came to the room of the nurse Lu's house, rummaged through the cabinet and began to search.

The furnishings of this room were very simple. Finally, Song Yuner found a secret lattice at the head of Lu's bed, and found some silver ingots and a small bag of white powder with redness.

The few ingots of silver found are even more obvious. The silver ingots are almost fifty or sixty taels. The nanny Lu is a rural peasant woman. She sold herself to be a nanny because her family was poor. The monthly fee was only two or three hundred yuan. Where did she get so much money? It must be the benefit given by the commander.
To be continued...