Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"Sang Hui, do you agree with this house?"

"My Lord County Magistrate, this house was indeed left to Sang Cheng by my deceased sister. I thought that he would get married sooner or later, so it would be useless to keep it. It is also for his own good."

"Confused, this property is indeed inherited by the woman, but if there is a will, it still needs to be handled by the will."

"Lord Magistrate, the common people realize that they are wrong. I will return the house immediately. However, I would never dare to commit murder."

Sang Hui's family of three kept kowtowing and bursting into tears.

Song Tingran kowtowed and said, "The county magistrate has been judging cases for many years and has made his own decisions. We all listen to your decision."

Everyone likes to hear such pleasant words, and the county magistrate still appreciates it, but he does not directly give any preferential treatment to Song Tingran and the others because of these words.

"After my order, go to Fenghua Village immediately to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy."

"Yes, my lord."

Residents in the village are registered from house to house, including the earthen tombs after death, which are all in prescribed places and have tombstones. The village chief knows the location. As soon as he mentions it, the officers and soldiers know the approximate location. Just need to find the corresponding name.

Sang Hui collapsed on the ground, and the magistrate asked: "Do you have anything to explain now? If it is really found to be murder, you will be beheaded in public."

Sang Hui was speechless, and she felt a little nagging. This government office was used to seeing people pretending to be crazy, so some officers and soldiers immediately poured cold water on her.

She didn't want to wake up, but she had to wake up. She hugged her husband and looked at her husband, biting her lips and saying nothing.

Everyone was just waiting in the lobby. Sang Cheng's hands and feet were cold. The closer he got to the truth, the more he couldn't control his body. Song Tingran helped him to prevent him from fainting on the ground.

Riding a horse is much faster than an ox-cart. It takes only one-third of the time of an ox-cart. The officers and soldiers came back with a tattered coffin, as thin as paper.

"Sir, there are two people in the coffin. Not only are the bones black, but there are marks of being chopped on the bones of the neck. There is also a baby's bones in the man's abdomen. It can almost be concluded that it is murder. The situation is complicated. So I brought them all back and asked the authors to check them again."

The county magistrate waved his hand, and two men immediately came over to check again in the lobby.

"The baby's bones... could it be that he had three lives before his death?"

Song Tingran held Sang Cheng in his arms. He struggled wildly, cried louder, and tried to pounce on Sang Hui.

"You killed our whole family. I will kill you to avenge my dead parents and unborn brothers and sisters!"

"quiet!"

The next time the magistrate slapped the chopping board, officers and soldiers immediately stepped forward to stop Sang Cheng. Song Tingran put her arms around his shoulders and said, "Sir, he is too sad. I will control him and not disturb the order." .”

The county magistrate nodded, the officers and soldiers retreated, and the two men conducted the inspection very seriously.

After a long time, a man said: "Replying to your lord, it is indeed poisoning. However, it is difficult to buy poison in Changkou Town. They can be purchased in recorded shops. The medicinal materials are both medicines and poisons. As long as you send people to check each pharmacy, The clues will be found soon.”

"Also, the wound on the neck is very deep, and the marks are not only unique. In the coffin, a broken horn was also found, like an axe, left during the attack. In addition, the wound in the man's abdomen was The baby was about six months old and was suspected of suffocating to death due to lack of oxygen."

Sang Cheng fainted from crying and was carried to the side to lie down. This tragic murder was simply beyond human ability.

"Sang Hui, please plead guilty!"

"Sir, this doesn't mean that it was me who did it. I don't admit it."

The county magistrate looked at Sang Hui angrily and said: "First, you are responsible for brewing the medicinal materials for Sang Xue's family. Second, your family took care of the burial. Since he died of illness, you can't see them." The wound on the neck? Thirdly, I can go to your house now and look for the murder weapon consistent with the ax fragments. Even if it has been disposed of, it doesn’t matter. Ask all the neighbors. If you don’t believe me, I haven’t seen that the ax in your house has any missing corners. , after searching the land in Fenghua Town, I can’t believe that I can’t find it. Fourthly, the place where you bought the medicine was probably easier to find, so why don’t you plead guilty?”

Sang Hui was completely desperate, lifeless like a puppet, and said: "I admit it, sir, I admit it, but whether you can let my family go, this is all my fault."

The county magistrate ignored Sang Hui's words and instead asked her husband and young man if they knew anything about it.

The young man shook his head wildly, he was also frightened. He originally relied on Sang Hui, but now he ran away in fear. Her husband hesitated and admitted that he was a helper.

The county magistrate was very sorry for the death of Sang Xue's family. According to the law, Sang Hui was the mastermind, murdered, embezzled real estate, was imprisoned, and beheaded two days later.

The husband was imprisoned for life, and the younger husband could go home and be raised by Sang Hui's eldest and second daughters.

The property of Sang Hui's family was inventoried and all compensation was paid to Sang Xue's family, with Sang Cheng inheriting all the inheritance.

"Thank you, Lord Magistrate!"

Everyone kowtowed, and the injustice was finally overturned. Sang Cheng woke up when the sentence was announced, but he really didn't have any strength, so he tried to move. Song Tingran noticed him, walked over, and helped him up.

"Sang Cheng thanks the county magistrate for your great kindness."

"The dead are gone. The living should live a good life. Go ahead. There is still a long road ahead."

Several people left the government office, and Sang Xue's family was also helped out by the officers and soldiers.

"Our Lord County Magistrate has said that if necessary, we will return the deceased to his place."

Song Tingran: "Thank you, Lord Official. We have an ox cart, so I won't bother you. Thank you Lord County Magistrate for us."

"It doesn't matter. Also, our adults said that the mayor of Fenghua Village is a rare and good village chief and can be regarded as a model."

The village chief didn't expect the county magistrate to speak so highly of her, so he quickly returned the gift, saying that this was still his responsibility as a village chief.

After the official left, Song Tingran said to the coachman: "We want to give Sang's mother-in-law and father-in-law a new coffin. I know this is taboo in your profession, but I am willing to use it for funerals. Do you think it's okay?"

"Happy or sad?"

The coachman was very shocked. The so-called funeral is the biggest ceremony for burials. Not only will it not bring bad luck, but it will also bring joy to those who come to see them off. Because the cost is very high, no one in the villages ten miles away will do it. Over time, it becomes A legend.

"The cost of weddings and funerals is not cheap," the village chief advised.

"It doesn't matter. Mother-in-law and father-in-law have now reversed their case. It's a happy event. It's appropriate to spend some money."

Sang Cheng looked at his wife in a daze, with no idea at all. Song Tingran asked the driver to help transport the coffin directly to the coffin shop.