Chapter 115 Overthrow
Lin Yuesha stepped forward, startling Lord Zhang. He was about to get angry when he noticed that the little girl kneeling below looked familiar. Upon closer inspection, he realized that she was the little girl who had contributed to the yamen by giving him spiced melon seeds.
"My lord, I did not lie. Blood kinship testing is not advisable."
Lin Yuesha spoke clearly, enunciating each word distinctly.
Jiang Huai looked at the person who came in, and then opened his mouth wide. Why was Lin Yuesha in the courtroom, meddling in his family's private affairs?
"Baozhu, is that you?"
Jiang Huai was furious, and his first suspicion fell on his own daughter. He was truly disappointed that Jiang Baozhu had dragged unrelated people into the situation to prevent him from acknowledging his son.
Lin Yuesha, that little girl, is loyal and doesn't understand the consequences of spouting nonsense in court. In a moment of anger, she started talking nonsense.
"Sir, the little girl is talking nonsense, please don't take it seriously."
Jiang Huai didn't want to implicate innocent people, so he pleaded for Lin Yuesha.
“Master Jiang, I’m not lying. You’ll know once we do a test.”
Lin Yuesha looked at Lord Zhang, waiting for his approval.
“Little girl, you know this is a courtroom. If you talk nonsense just to help your little sister, don’t blame me for not warning you. You’ll get at least twenty strokes of the cane.”
Lord Zhang was just trying to scare Lin Yuesha. Actually, he quite liked the little girl and couldn't bear to hit her. However, with everyone watching, he couldn't show favoritism. He would tell his subordinates to be lenient. Even so, she would need to rest for a few days.
"My lord, I understand."
Lin Yuesha stated that if the fusion of two drops of blood could prove they were relatives, she would be willing to fuse with Jiang Huai once.
"If we merge, does that mean I am also Master Jiang's long-lost biological daughter?"
Lin Yuesha's words amused the onlookers at the door.
He Xing stared at Lin Yuesha suspiciously. The case was about to be closed, but at this crucial moment, he was interrupted by the little girl. Judging from Lord Zhang's intentions, he let her continue her nonsense.
No, He Xing had a bad feeling.
"Isn't this little girl going too far? What nonsense are you spouting?"
Blood kinship testing is a tradition passed down from our ancestors, and it's not something a little girl can simply say is off-limits.
The people at the door nodded in agreement; that was indeed the case.
It's quite obvious that the child is Master Jiang's son. Miss Jiang found her best friend and came to the court to obstruct this outcome, treating the court like a joke. She should be dragged out and beaten.
"My lord, I am willing to take responsibility for my words. If my blood and Master Jiang's blood cannot be mixed, I am willing to be beaten a hundred times!"
After Lin Yuesha finished speaking, the courtroom immediately fell silent, and even the people who had been discussing at the door stopped talking.
One hundred strokes of the cane, even if they're lenient, will be fatal once you've landed them.
Lin Yuesha's audacity in speaking like this piqued Lord Zhang's interest. After solving Chen Dahua's case, the report had reached the capital, and his reward was already on its way.
If the little girl can overturn the blood-drop kinship test, that will be a great achievement for him!
“My lord, since Yue Sha says so, I am willing to give it a try.”
Jiang Huai pondered for a moment, then dripped blood into a new bowl brought by the yamen runner. Lin Yuesha followed suit, dripping a drop of blood into the bowl, and then waited for the result.
A moment later, the constable exclaimed in surprise, "Sir, Master Jiang's blood and the little girl's blood have mingled together!"
Everyone was shocked. Lord Zhang took the bowl, frowned and looked at it for a long time. It was indeed so.
Lord Zhang confirmed that the two were not related by blood, but how did their blood become mixed together?
"Because blood-drop kinship testing is unreasonable."
Lin Yuesha blinked and suggested that Lord Zhang conduct an experiment: call in the people outside the door, have each person donate a drop of blood, and then put it in a bowl to observe. Naturally, some blood would mix and some would repel.
In order to make the two drops of blood mix, she had just asked Ziyuan to bribe the yamen runners to heat up the bowl containing the blood, so that human blood and animal blood could be mixed together.
The method to prevent blood from mixing is even simpler: add salt and vinegar.
Blood-drop kinship testing is the most absurd method; modern science programs have debunked this mystery more than once.
Lin Yuesha couldn't reason with the ancients, who didn't understand cells either; they could only prove this through numerous experiments.
Lord Zhang immediately sent someone to collect a blood sample, eagerly awaiting the results. If it was true, he would have done a great service!
An hour later, the group of people, who had no relation to each other, were shocked by the results in the bowl. Some merged, some rejected each other, and those who merged did not know each other at all, let alone have any kinship.
Among them, Lord Zhang personally participated, dripping his own blood and his advisor's blood into the bowl, where the last two drops of blood dissolved.
The advisor was dumbfounded by the result.
"grown ups!"
The original conclusion was overturned. Jiang Huai pondered, while Xi Que was immediately dumbfounded. This was not the result she had expected. What was originally going smoothly had been ruined by the little girl.
Judging from Lord Zhang's expression, he seemed to agree.
Despite this, Magpie, having spent many years in the pleasure quarters, was quite clever. She cried out, "That doesn't mean Pipi isn't the master's son!"
Blood-drop kinship testing is not advisable and is therefore invalid. However, Pipi and Jiang Huai do bear some resemblance, which is obvious to anyone with eyes.
Now, Lord Zhang was in a dilemma.
Lin Yuesha stepped back, leaving the rest to Jiang Baozhu.
“My lord, I have witnesses. Magpie brought her son to extort money from the Jiang family.”
After Jiang Baozhu finished speaking decisively, the magpie panicked. Who was the witness? Could it be the thrush?
Impossible. Huamei has already been sent away by someone and tricked into going to the dark kiln.
The hidden kiln is not like the Drunken Wind Pavilion; it is heavily guarded, and not even a fly can get out.
"Bring your ID!"
Lord Zhang nodded, suppressing his inner elation, and forced himself to continue the trial.
A moment later, the thrush was carried into the courtroom. When the magpie saw the thrush, she looked as if she had seen a ghost. She pointed at the thrush, trembling, unable to utter a single word.
"What, you're surprised to see I'm still alive, aren't you?"
In just over ten days, Huamei had become extremely thin. She forced herself to sit up, then changed to a kneeling position and kowtowed to Lord Zhang.
"My lord, this lowly woman is not only here to be a witness, but also to file a complaint with the authorities."
Hua Mei didn't even have the strength to speak, and Jiang Baozhu had someone bring her a cup of brown sugar water. After drinking it, she regained some strength.
"That lowly woman is a courtesan at Zuifeng Tower, her nickname is Huamei. She was sold together with Xique and they were good friends for many years."
As Huamei finished speaking, she wiped away her tears. She had been sold to a kiln in the county. When she heard that Xique had brought Pipi to the Jiang family to recognize their relatives, she realized that she was being prepared to be silenced.
Jiang Huai is not Pipi's father. Pipi's father is someone else. That person has some genuine feelings for Xique and once booked Xique for a month at Zuifenglou.
A month later, the man disappeared. Magpie learned that she was pregnant and wanted to secretly give birth to the child. It was Huamei who helped Magpie hide the truth from Granny Feng, so Magpie was able to continue entertaining customers.
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