Chapter 300: The Case of the Sixth Wife (Part 2)

After Shen Yun brought people to Zhaojiatang, he immediately asked Li Zheng to take him to Zhao Zhicai's house. As soon as Shen Yun entered the door, he saw the cart in Zhao Zhicai's yard.

"Zhicai's family, where is your man?"

Before Zhao Zhicai's wife could say anything, an old lady with a long face came out of the room and asked Li Zheng very rudely, "What do you want from my son?"

"This is Lord Shen from the Dali Temple in the capital. He wants to ask your Jia Zhicai something."

Zhao Zhicai's wife heard this and whispered, "Zhicai hasn't been home for several days."

"What's your business?! It's not your turn to speak!" Zhao Zhicai's mother suddenly got angry and started to insult her daughter-in-law. The words were simply unbearable to hear. Li Zheng felt ashamed when he heard it. After all, Zhaojiatang was a village under the feet of the emperor. Wouldn't this make the officials of the Dali Temple laugh at them? !

"That's enough! Shut up."

Li Zheng glanced at Shen Yun, but found that he had already walked to the side of the cart and started looking at it. After Zhao Zhicai's mother found out about this, she immediately ran over and sat on the cart.

The original six points of suspicion instantly rose to ten points. There was definitely something wrong with Zhao Zhicai.

"Pull him away."

"What are you doing?! What are you doing! Murder! The government is killing people!"

Unfortunately, no matter how much the old lady shouted, no one paid any attention to her. Four detectives from the Dali Temple went up and carried the person away like a pig, leaving her no use no matter how hard she struggled.

Shen Yun looked at Zhao Zhicai's wife, "Where's Zhao Zhicai? You just said he hasn't been back for a few days. How many days was it?"

Shen Yun did not answer, but continued to look at Zhao Zhicai's wife.

The woman stammered and didn't utter a complete sentence for a long time. She could vaguely guess that her husband and son must have committed a crime. The recent news of Liu Po's death had spread throughout the village. She thought of her husband pushing the cart out late at night... But if she said that her husband and son were both thrown into jail, how would their family live then?

Old Mrs. Zhao was still cursing, and the constable thought she was annoying so he just covered her mouth.

"Dad and big brother went to the city!"

"Arya!"

Zhao Zhicai's wife wanted to stop him, but it was too late. Shen Yun walked towards the little girl. The girl called Erya looked to be about six or seven years old. She was only wearing a tattered cotton jacket in the winter, which was ill-fitting and did not look like it belonged to the girl herself. The girl was very thin, and her eyes were very big and dark.

Shen Yun tried to slow down his tone and asked her, "Your name is Erya. How old are you this year?"

"Nine years old."

Shen Yun raised her daughter by herself and knew roughly what a child looked like at that age. The child looked even thinner than when she was six or seven years old. It was hard to tell that she was already nine years old.

"How do you know your father and your elder brother went into the city?"

"I heard what Dad and Grandma said. Grandma returned the silver to Dad. My brother also took away five cents from me. That was given to me by my sister."

Erya's presence in this family was very low, so low that Zhao Zhicai didn't even notice his daughter when he was planning to escape.

The nearest city to Zhaojiatang is the capital. Generally speaking, when people here talk about entering the city, they are referring to the capital. The capital is very big, and perhaps Zhao Zhicai is still making plans in the dark. Moreover, if the villagers of Zhaojiatang want to go to other states and counties, they need a pass.

There was a small piece of cloth that had been hooked off the seam of the cart. Whether it was from Liu Po ​​had to be confirmed in the Dali Temple. Shen Yun left someone in Zhaojiatang to look after Zhao Zhicai's family, and returned to the capital first to issue an arrest warrant to capture Zhao Zhicai and his son.

When Shen Yun left Zhao Zhicai's house, Erya suddenly ran up to him and said, "Sir, when you catch my father and my brother, can you ask them to return my five cents to me? That was given to me by my sister."

The little girl said these words with an innocent look on her face, which made Shen Yun feel uncomfortable.

"Okay, I'll give it back to you then."

When Shen Yun left, he instructed the people left behind to take good care of Zhao Zhicai's wife and mother. If the little girl told others that her father and brother had escaped, her mother and grandmother would probably blame her.

As for what happens next, Shen Yun will explain the situation to the Jingzhao Prefecture to see how to place the child. If Zhao Zhicai and his son are convicted of murder and dumping the body, Zhao Zhicai's mother will also be charged with harboring a criminal. However, the charge of harboring a criminal will eventually be acquitted, and by then, Erya will obviously no longer be able to stay in this family.

Before returning to the capital, Shen Yun went to find the man who said sorry to Liu Po, and this time he was giving him an "opportunity".

"Are you willing to cooperate with the Dali Temple to paint a portrait of Zhao Zhicai?"

"Yes, yes! I am willing."

The capital city was indeed large, but the Dali Temple and the Imperial City Bureau were able to catch someone very quickly. The next day, the Imperial City Bureau caught Zhao Zhicai and his son in a foot inn.

The first person Shen Yuan examined was Zhao Zhicai's son, Zhao Chengding. Zhao Chengding was only twelve years old this year, but the teenager had already learned a lot of ruffian spirit and remained unmoved even after entering the Dali Temple.

Seeing Shen Yuan coming, he looked her up and down and asked her, "Are you here to interrogate me?"

If she cared about such looks, Shen Yuan would not have come to work at the Dali Temple. She did not answer his question, but asked him: "Do you know why you came in?"

Zhao Chengding shrugged, "I know, because the old woman is dead, but what if they arrest me? I didn't kill her, and I'm only twelve years old. My father said that at only twelve years old, the law can't do anything to me. You are pretty, what kind of official are you?"

[Who would have thought that she would be frightened to death after a little shock at night? The old woman is really not easily frightened.]

"Since you think you are fine, why did you run to the capital with your father?"

Zhao Chengding suddenly stopped talking.

"Look, you and your father are not sure whether you will be okay or not, right? Your father heard some half-baked legal provisions from somewhere, and even he can't fool himself. Liu Po ​​has a heart disease, and you killed her. Even if you didn't do it, you still killed her. If you hurt someone's life, you have to pay with your life. Don't you understand this principle?"

Shen Yuan said that these were just lies to him. The current Dazhao law would indeed give lenient sentences to criminals under the age of fifteen.

"You're talking nonsense! I didn't kill her. I just passed by her house and she died!"

"What a coincidence! She died just when you passed by. What kind of extraordinary martial arts did you practice? If that was the case, why did your father drag away Liu Po's body in the middle of the night? You have bullied Liu Po ​​a lot before, smashing her chickens and her as a person. Liu Po's body is still displayed in the Dali Temple, and there are scars on her body given by you. Do you know that hitting someone can cause internal injuries? You think you didn't touch her that night, but you did hurt her before. Why do you think Liu Po ​​was scared to death by you instead of having internal injuries from you before?"

"Impossible! I saw her fine that night!"

"You've admitted it. Go on. You saw her that night. What did you do afterwards? I forgot to tell you that your father was right about one thing. A twelve-year-old wouldn't be sentenced that severely, but the prerequisite is that you confess voluntarily. Think about it carefully."