Chapter 192 Shangqiu Academy
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Master Jingren's death was not a pretty sight.
I don't know what terrible thing happened to her.
Her expression was pulled and her eyes were wide open.
There was a lot of flesh and blood in the gaps between her beautiful and slender fingers.
The coroner came to check.
Because Jingren's death was sudden.
Sima Jiang urgently asked the coroner to come. An autopsy
was performed on the spot. He
was determined to find the real culprit.
The coroner was also shocked.
The jailers in the prison were also shocked.
They really did nothing.
When Master Jingren entered, food, drink, defecation and urination were all prepared for her. The room was not small, but there was no window. However, it was clean.
Lord Sima specially built it, and every corner was strictly guarded, so it was impossible for poisonous snakes and insects to enter.
They were also very careful about food. They didn’t finish the water and food, so they definitely wouldn’t poison it.
Even though Master Jingren was in prison, someone would tell him to take good care of him.
Everything sent to the meditation room had been checked, and none of them had passed through Sima Jiang’s hands.
Including the meditation room, it was Sima Jiang who compromised because of the nagging of his colleagues and built a new one for the master to live in, just out of spite.
He really built it, and the person who took over the project for the government office was a relative of a certain official. Ordinary people couldn’t easily get projects from the government office, and even if they did, they wouldn’t get the project money.
The relative who did the work was more senior than Sima.
This relative would definitely not do anything stupid.
It was built very rigorously and tightly, and there would be absolutely no problems.
There was nothing wrong with the house, the food, or the people. The house was so tightly guarded, and the jailers were patrolling all the time, so no one would go in.
But Master Jingren had passed away.
The only thing they could do was to ask the coroner to come forward, but they couldn't explain it clearly.
But in order to prove his innocence, Sima Jiang asked the coroner to perform an autopsy on the spot, and asked the nuns to witness it.
After the autopsy, the coroner concluded that the body died of excessive fright.
Then a nun who was watching at the scene was frightened to death.
Jiang Sima looked helpless and shook his head, saying, "How many shameful things have you done? It's only been three days, and I told you to stay for three days. The bosses above were waving flags and shouting, and Jiang couldn't stand it. I prepared a step to let you go, but you were scared to death."
Jiang Sima asked people to collect Jingren and the nun who was scared to death.
Then he went to interrogate the rest of the people.
So the confession book was changed several times.
The content became richer and stranger.
Some girls who really didn't do anything didn't know where their parents were. Those who knew didn't want to go back. Jiang Sima also set up the Old and Young Hall.
Just like in Ming County, he took in and cared for the old, weak, sick and disabled.
The chief criminal Jingren was dead, and his body was cut into pieces by the coroner for examination. If anyone came to intercede, Jiang Sima would give them a piece of Jingren.
This was a terrible and shameless operation.
It muted the officialdom of Jingzhou Prefecture.
It was too cruel.
Jiang Sima took over the prison in the prefecture. After Yu Tui Guan took office, the prison was overcrowded. Many people cried out for injustice, saying that they had paid money and should be released, and they were only supposed to be locked up for a few days.
Even if Yu Tui Guan died, they still had the transaction certificate.
Jiang Sima took over this rotten stall.
His daily job was to start re-examining criminals.
He was willing to work hard and was not afraid of tediousness. He dug out all the cases from the past one by one and re-examined them. It was really ridiculous.
If Shangqiuyuan was destroyed because those people spread rumors that his young daughter had a bad fate, then re-examining the prisoners now would be a thankless task, and no one knew what he was trying to do.
But everyone has seen that Jiang Sima has a character that cannot tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes.
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Jiang Mianmian at home cannot experience the wind and rain outside.
But the temperature has dropped recently, and it is quite cold.
I put on another piece of clothing.
Now that the conditions are good, Jiang Mianmian also got a furry fur cape, which makes her look like a sheep.
My sister's menstrual period has passed, and she is full of energy again. Jiang Mianmian still hasn't found sanitary napkins. She always doesn't have a suitable cotton lining. If she had one, she could make a cotton tampons or something.
But take it slow, she is still young.
She first made a rabbit ear headband for herself, and also made one for her elder sister.
Hers is white, and her elder sister's is black, which is very fun. She
looks very beautiful when she wears it, and then she puts on a rabbit fur cape and walks under the trees in the yard at home, like a rabbit spirit, strolling around everywhere.
Her song and dance troupe has not returned yet. After praying for the soul of Zi Shuai's deceased wife, they were invited by other families. There happened to be no nuns recently, so the nuns' business was gone, and the soul-saving business of the song and dance troupe increased suddenly.
Jiang Mianmian could only ask her father to send someone to lead the team. Her father said that many people were added and some homeless people were found a job.
She felt that it was out of her scope.
It rained heavily today.
After breakfast, her father was not in a hurry to go to work. He prepared to teach her to write first.
Jiang Mianmian wore a bunny ear headband, her hair was fluffy, and the corners of her clothes were all done to her liking, with fur added, making her very cute.
Jiang Changtian was also very happy to see this.
But when he saw the characters he had taught her yesterday, he missed the radicals when he wrote them today, even though he had written them well yesterday. A character was always missing some parts.
Jiang Changtian resisted the urge to yell, and asked softly, "Where is the radical of this character? Was it still there yesterday?"
Jiang Mianmian cried. Traditional Chinese characters are so hard to remember. When she is comfortable writing, she will write simplified characters.
Seeing her father's eyebrows raised, she wrote again carefully, but still made mistakes.
Moreover, in order to practice prescribing as a doctor, I mainly used the internal fonts of the industry that outsiders would recognize as my failure. Now it is really difficult to practice calligraphy.
It is easy to draw on a blank piece of paper.
It is very difficult to draw on a piece of paper full of content.
The life of a rich lady is not so easy. She has good food and clothing, but also heavy study tasks.
Time flies.
The burning Shangqiuyuan was cleared out and turned into a school.
There are no incense burning in the sky, but there are the sounds of reading.
There are no noble ladies kneeling to ask for an audience.
There are poor people carrying packages and children climbing up step by step.
The ruins that were once piled with broken arms and broken Buddhas have been cleared and covered with a library.
Jiang Mianmian carried a small schoolbag, followed by the much taller and wider Fatty.
"Miss, wait for me, slow down." The panting voice of Fatty came.
Jiang Mianmian didn't walk fast, just one step at a time. It was the fat girl who was too slow.
She could only sit on the steps and wait. On the edge of the steps, the ants were walking busily. She put her finger in the middle, and the ants on both sides circled around her white little finger.
The birds chirped in the trees.
The sunlight was fragmented.
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