Chapter 98: Using Violence to Curse a Confession
The reason why Song Anbang didn't go out and reprimand them was, of course, because he was also afraid of ghosts. After all, he had done too many bad things to get to where he was today.
The county government office spent the night in a noisy commotion. The next day, Song Anbang had two particularly heavy dark circles under his eyes. He, who always wanted to appear distinguished in front of others, was unwilling to show himself like this.
Jiang Sijin felt much better after not seeing Song Anbang in the county town.
However, Su Zhenzhen, back in the capital, was not in a good mood.
Grandma Ba passed away peacefully last night.
Good news, her soul is bound by karmic threads.
If we can send her off properly, we can add another achievement to our performance record for her official promotion.
The bad news is that the old lady's grievances are obvious. Because of her father, she was implicated and forced to become a concubine. Furthermore, because Emperor Chang was inhuman, she was separated from her daughter and still does not know whether her daughter is alive or dead.
Su Zhenzhen was truly numb. She felt that even if she was fired by her underworld partner, she could still open a funeral parlor in the 906th century.
Why do you always end up doing work involving dead people?
Su Zhenzhen was just about to buy a coffin to give the old lady a proper burial, and even the Wang sisters in the live broadcast room were preparing to tip her for a coffin.
Fortunately, the old lady spoke up in time, otherwise the coffin that was sent over would have been wasted.
“Girl, I don’t want to be buried in this land. Burn me and scatter my ashes into rivers, lakes and seas. Let the rushing rivers carry me to a clean place.”
Su Zhenzhen was somewhat surprised. In ancient times, people paid great attention to the fact that one's body and hair were given to one's parents. If the body was hastily prepared after death and there was no good feng shui, it would affect reincarnation and descendants.
Feng shui can indeed influence future generations, but it has little to do with reincarnation.
The effects of this life will be felt in the next. If you do good deeds and have kind thoughts in this life, you will be reborn into a good family in the next life. Even if you are born into a poor family, you will still be blessed with good fortune.
After all, all land under heaven belongs to the emperor, and the best feng shui location must serve the emperor. If the location of burial determines reincarnation, the emperor's soul can be reincarnated indefinitely, only changing bodies to continue sitting on the throne.
It seems the old lady has been heartbroken by the world and might prefer to be scattered to the winds. However, since she did not do anything evil in her life, she still has to suffer the pain of reincarnation.
After taking fire prevention measures, Su Zhenzhen began burning the corpses. The space here was cramped, and the houses were lined up one after another. It was easy for a fire to break out if one was not careful, and given the nature of the government, they certainly wouldn't help put out the fire.
Time was of the essence, so Su Zhenzhen added some small flammable particles, and before long, Granny Ba's body turned into a pile of dust.
After carefully collecting everything in the jar, Su Zhenzhen rushed out of the capital, walked for about twenty miles, found a large river, and dumped the old lady's body into it.
Fortunately, there are rivers near the capital, otherwise we would have had to make a special trip to the east to scatter the fish into the sea.
"All rivers flow into the sea, your ashes will certainly not be confined to a small place," Su Zhenzhen comforted her.
However, Granny Ba didn't care much. "So be it. I thought dying would end everything, but I didn't expect my soul to still be wandering in the world."
In the end, there was even a hint of resentment in his voice.
"Take it easy, don't you still want to see your daughter?" Su Zhenzhen didn't dare to mention the incorruptible female corpse.
Given the old lady's current condition, she already harbors resentment. If she were to find out that her beloved daughter had died long ago, she would likely become extremely violent, which would be quite difficult to deal with.
Grandma Ba's cloudy eyes brightened a little. "Can you really help me find my daughter?"
Su Zhenzhen nodded firmly, "But I have something else to deal with. Chang Yuan, the son of that woman you said was immoral, is dead. He was stabbed in the chest. We don't know who the murderer is. I need to send him to be reincarnated before I can take you to find your daughter."
As expected of a noblewoman from a prominent family, even after so many years, the knowledge in her mind had not completely disappeared. Upon hearing this, she immediately asked, "A knife to the chest, only someone extremely close could do that. Have you investigated that Ge family, young lady?"
Su Zhenzhen recounted how she had taken the initiative to visit Aunt Ge. "If it really was her doing, she should have turned me away instead of asking me to find out the truth. It would be too foolish for the thief to cry 'stop thief'."
"It is indeed foolish for a thief to cry 'stop thief!' But have you ever heard of the saying 'the darkest place is under the lamp'?" Granny Ba said in a sinister voice, and with her floating spirit, she looked like a ghost.
"Many such tricks are played in the deep courtyards of mansions. The perpetrators are the most caring and affectionate, calling people 'sister' and 'brother' affectionately. Often, the real culprit is only discovered at the end. Don't think about the reasons. Sometimes, the act of harming someone may just be due to a momentary lapse of judgment. Whoever has the most opportunity to strike, grab them and beat them up. If they know the truth, they will confess. If they really refuse to admit it even after being beaten to death, there's nothing you can do."
"Then what's the difference between this and extracting a confession through torture?" Su Zhenzhen's face showed a hint of anger. "Injuries can be treated, but what if someone is beaten to death?"
Grandma Ba shook her soul. "Whether it was a forced confession or not is not important. Such swift and decisive measures will deter those with wicked intentions from making a move. Although it may have wronged many people, it can effectively curb this trend of assassination."
This is a typical example of violence begetting violence, which is not only the norm in the backyard of an official's family, but also a trend that is spreading throughout society.
If this continues, the weak will become scapegoats, the strong will shirk responsibility, and the weak will eventually erupt when suppressed to a certain extent. This will lead to mob unrest, war, and the dynasty will be in grave danger.
Su Zhenzhen used to believe that the fate of a dynasty was predetermined, but it seems that she was just ignorant.
The sun doesn't suddenly set, and a dynasty doesn't suddenly perish; it must be due to long-standing, accumulated problems.
In other words, the root of the problem has been rotten for a long time.
Su Zhenzhen didn't want to analyze the rise and fall of the dynasty for the time being, but she could still try the "torture to extract a confession" method that the old lady mentioned.
After all, if you have a clear conscience, you have nothing to fear.
Having made up her mind, Su Zhenzhen was about to put the old lady's ghost into the storage compartment.
Then I realized it was really bad; all ten storage compartments were full.
It doesn't contain ghosts, it contains performance targets yet to be met.
When we get back to Shanxian, we must send Huo Yi to Baquan away, so that we don't run out of storage space in the future.
"Stay here and don't move. Remember, don't move around. I'll be right back."
After Su Zhenzhen finished speaking, she went out the door, hoping that the old lady would remember her daughter and listen to her and not cause trouble for her. Anyway, there were not many people in this alley, so nothing should go wrong in a short time.
Running all the way back to Chang Yuan's house, Su Zhenzhen still climbed over the wall of Huo's house.
The familiar scene and familiar sounds were enough to convince Su Zhenzhen. It seemed that Aunt Ge had developed some kind of addiction, going on and on in broad daylight.
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