Chapter 106 The wicked will have their own destiny
Chapter 106 The wicked will have their own destiny
"Your humble servant Zhu Shukang greets you, sir!" The doctor of the Ji Mansion knelt in the hall. He saw Ji Xin, who was kneeling next to him, trembling. According to his experience in treating cases, a person's body trembles only because he is afraid or emotionally excited.
"Stand up and answer." Judge Cao actually understood what Ji Xin said after seeing his reaction, but he still had to follow the trial procedures. "Zhu Shukang, I want to ask you how long you have been the Ji family's live-in doctor?"
"Reporting to the Lord, I have been in the Ji family for twenty-six years!"
"Oh, then do you know about Ji Runze's physical condition?"
"Reporting to the Lord, he is the patient that I take care of most in the Ji family."
"The patient you are mainly taking care of? I don't understand." Although he had guessed it, this matter must be made clear in court. It must be recorded in the evidence document and sealed in the file, and a copy must be submitted to the Ministry of Justice in the capital for review.
"When Ji Runze was born, he had cyanosis all over his body and difficulty breathing. At that time, not only did I call for treatment, but I also invited famous doctors from various prefectures to come to his home for treatment. I and other doctors came to the same conclusion: he suffered from palpitations."
"Well, how is this disease different from other diseases? Is there a cure?"
"This disease is incurable!" Zhu Shukang answered firmly.
"Incurable? Didn't Ji Runze live to be 26 years old?" It seems that this disease is not very dangerous. Judge Cao thought that Zhu Shukang was exaggerating.
"You don't know, sir. Once you have this disease, you need to take good care of yourself. There is currently no cure. You need to avoid fatigue, colds, and emotional excitement, live a regular life, pay attention to recuperation, and avoid strenuous activities."
"Oh, according to the testimonies of many people, Ji Runze had a conflict with Yang Biao before his death, and he ran a long distance. Did this affect his condition?"
"Sir, I think the patient needs to avoid strenuous activities. Not to mention running away, even during sexual intercourse, the patient's life may be in danger due to excessive emotions." Zhu Shukang laughed. It was good that this scoundrel died. If Ji Fang had not used his family to coerce him, he would never have become a doctor for the Ji family. The whole family is made up of bullies who take advantage of their power to bully others.
"You step aside first. Call Yang Biao to the court!" Judge Cao slammed the gavel, and the clerk beside him took the ink, paper and pen, stepped forward and handed Zhu Shukang a brush. As per the usual practice, he handed him the confession document he had recorded for him to review.
Zhu Shukang took a quick look at the recorded confession and found that the content was consistent with what he had said, so he took the brush, signed his name, and put his fingerprints on it.
"You can go now." The clerk collected the confession documents and explained them to him according to the procedures. We will come to summon you if necessary. Don't go far away recently."
"Yes," the yamen runners were afraid that Zhu Shukang would be intimidated by Ji Fang's power and would not dare to testify, so when they summoned him, they told him that Ji Fang had been arrested and was currently in prison. When he learned that Ji Runze was dead, he had already hidden his family, so he would not hide himself. The wicked will be punished by God!
"Yang Biao greets the Lord!" Yang Biao knelt down, complaining in his heart that there were too many rules in ancient times, and he had to kneel down at every turn. He also wanted to pass the examination to become a scholar, so not kneeling before an official was a great temptation for him.
"Yang Biao, let me ask you, did you know Ji Runze before? And what was the cause of the conflict?" Judge Cao slammed the gavel on the table again and asked Yang Biao about the whole story.
"Reporting to my lord, Yang Biao had never met Ji Runze before. He took a fancy to the farm that I bought not long ago and wanted to buy it for five hundred taels of silver. Naturally, I was unwilling to do so, so the two sides started fighting." Yang Biao felt wronged. Was it wrong for him to resolutely protect his own interests from being infringed?
"Ji Runze offered 500 taels of silver to buy your farm, why don't you sell it?" Cao Tongpan naturally knew the reason. He was the one who handled the transfer procedures for the five farms Yang Biao bought. Not to mention the purchase tax, the change for each farm was more than 500 taels.
"Reporting to my lord, Ji Runze took a fancy to my farm which has 2,300 acres. I bought it, and it cost me 200,700 taels including the purchase tax. He only offered 500 taels. No one with a normal mind would agree to this." Yang Biao saw that Judge Cao was asking the question knowingly, so he sighed in his heart and answered truthfully.
"So what you mean is that you had to have a conflict with Ji Runze because he wanted to rob you, right?" Judge Cao grabbed the gavel and slammed it. The yamen runners standing on both sides immediately knocked the ground with their long sticks and shouted "Mighty!" in unison.
"Reporting to the lord, it is indeed true. I did not lie. There were many people at the scene. You will know the truth once you ask." Yang Biao thought of his own men and the opponent's thugs at the scene that day. There were no less than twenty people in total. If the confessions of his own men were not credible, then Ji Runze's thugs would definitely tell the truth.
"Okay, I got it. You go back to the jail and wait for me to summon you next time." Judge Cao thought that after the case was closed, even if Zhang Shixian and Ji Fang escaped, the lightest punishment for them would be confiscation of their property. Yang Biao was a rich man, and he would not bargain. By then, he could buy some of the land, shops, and private houses under their names, which would save him a lot of trouble.
"Yes!" Yang Biao was a little surprised. He thought he could get out of the prison today. He must learn more about the ancient case handling procedures when he gets out. For now, he can only make the best of it and stay in the prison.
"Madam, the young lady sent someone to the kitchen this morning to tell them not to prepare her meals. She will not be home for lunch." Liu Nanen reported the cook's words to Mrs. Liu. He knew that Xia Weiwei was the most favored daughter, and if he offended her, his job would be over. But some news still needed to be told to Mrs. Liu, after all, the madam was the mistress of the Xia Mansion.
"Has Weiwei sent anyone to the mansion in the past few days?" Liu seemed nonchalant, but she was actually very nervous. She was worried that her child would behave out of line and her husband's colleagues would find fault with her and put her husband in trouble.
"No!" Liu Nanen reported truthfully, "The young lady has been checking accounts or verifying medicinal materials and making pills these past two days. She has not had any contact with outsiders."
"Well, you go first." Mrs. Liu pressed her hand on her forehead. Was she overthinking? However, her daughter was raised by her husband. Except when she met her boss and it was inconvenient to take the child with her, her husband and his only daughter did not want to be separated for a moment. Basically, he took her with him to work, meet subordinates, attend banquets, etc. She was also trained by her husband himself, and her style of doing things was very similar to his. The older the child was, the more Mrs. Liu regretted that her daughter was not a man.
"Yang Biao, are you hungry?" At noon, Qin Xiaoran brought food over, followed by Ding Yan and Gu Yuan.
"This is the cured chicken made by Wu Qiyang, this is the braised prawns made by Liu Yue, and this is..." Qin Xiaoran took out a dish from the food box after introducing each one.
"Oh my god, how can I eat so many dishes? Don't bring so many next time." Yang Biao's first reaction was that this was too extravagant. No matter which dynasty we live in, thrift is a traditional virtue. Isn't there a slogan in China: Healthy eating starts with me; happy life starts with the heart.
"I just want..." Qin Xiaoran was frightened by his reaction. Her eyes were filled with tears, which fell on the back of her hand. She just wanted him to eat well.
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