A car accident, our family of three crossed

In order to wait for news, Hang Shuheng and his wife stayed in the city that day and did not return to the village.

They did not return to their own house, but lived directly in the guest house of Zhou's mansion.

According to the information brought back by the person sent out to investigate, as early as half a month ago, when Mei's rouge shop was still under renovation, that person had secretly contacted the people in Mei's shop.

And this person was caught by someone in the dark while he was escaping.

Hang Shuheng and Zhou Huan went to meet the man and asked some key questions.

The man in the shop was also one of the craftsmen who had caused trouble. Because he was dissatisfied with the advice of the owner, Mr. Mei, he was later transferred to the shop to do odd jobs.

Both of them were once very authoritative masters in the workshop, and most of the materials and formulas of the Rouge Shop were checked by them.

But now, the boss hired a master from somewhere, changed the recipe, and replaced the staff with new ones, so these old craftsmen have become dispensable people in the workshop.

They only resisted a little, and the result was that some were demoted and some were sold. It was impossible for them not to bear any hatred in their hearts.

The two of them contacted each other secretly and had a few drinks together in private. They expressed their dissatisfaction with Mei, saying that she was ungrateful and ungrateful.

After three rounds of drinks, when the topic became jealous, the man in the shop, under the instigation of the current servant of the Mei Mansion, agreed to help put arsenic in the gift lip balm.

But after he put arsenic in the gift lip balm, he regretted it the next day when he sobered up. When he was thinking about hiding the poisonous lip balm, something went wrong.

Someone brought a dead body to the store to ask for justice, saying that the lip balm in the shop was poisonous and had killed someone.

Soon, Mei was taken away by the government, her shop was sealed off, and the poisonous lip balm was also seized.

The man was afraid that his plan would be exposed, so he packed up his belongings and tried to escape, but he was caught halfway.

At first, he thought he was arrested by the government. He was so scared that his legs became weak and he could not walk. He confessed without being asked.

"If you want to live, when the court opens for trial, you must identify the person who ordered you to poison." Hang Shuheng paused when he said this, then pulled out the dagger and patted the man's cheek, "Otherwise, I will send you to see the King of Hell now."

The cold touch of the dagger infinitely magnified the fear in his heart. Now his life was in the hands of others. No matter what Hang Shuheng and others said, that person dared not disobey.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me. I will listen to you and come to the court to identify you. Please don't kill me."

Seeing the man kneeling and begging for mercy, trembling with fear, Zhou Yin couldn't help but sneer, "With such courage, you still dare to poison others."

"I dare not, I dare not, I was drunk and was instigated by someone, I was hot-headed and did a stupid thing." The man kept defending himself: "Even if I had a hundred guts, I would never dare to kill anyone."

After asking all the necessary questions, Zhou Huan ordered someone to keep the man under guard, and then returned to the study with Hang Shuheng.

Not long after, the people who went to investigate the slums came back and brought back some drug residues, saying that they were dug out from under a tree in the yard of that house.

Hang Shuheng called Qingshuang to check, and found that the drug residue indeed contained arsenic.

After verification, Hang Shuheng asked the secret guard to return to the family's house and bury the drug residue back to its original place.

The people sent out to investigate came back with reports one after another, and the whole story became clearer.

Early the next morning, Hang Shuheng struck the big drum outside the gate of the county government office.

When people nearby heard the drumbeats, they knew there was something exciting going on at the yamen, so they flocked over. Soon, quite a few people came to watch the fun.

There was a tall young man standing at the gate of the yamen. He bowed and shouted loudly, "Scholar Hang Shuheng, I beg you to re-examine the case of the poisonous lip balm in Mei's Rouge Shop."

"Hey! Isn't that Hang Tongsheng?"

Those who like to join in the fun are still that group of people. When Hang Shuheng and the Wan family were in court, it was these people who were watching the fun from the sidelines. They are not unfamiliar with Hang Shuheng.

Unexpectedly, more than a year later, this person started a dispute with the county government again. "Hey! Isn't that Hang Tongsheng? Why is he going to court again?"

Someone corrected him: "What Tongsheng? He is now a Xiucai, the top student in Pingyang County."

The man who spoke before slapped his forehead and said, "Yes, yes, yes, look at my memory."

"It sounds like they're here because of the murder case of someone poisoned by Mei's Rouge Shop a few days ago. Could it be that the Rouge Shop was really framed?"

"Who knows? Just follow me in and take a look!"

Amid the people's discussions, a bailiff came out and said, "Send the drummer to the court."

Hang Shuheng strode into the yamen, followed by a group of people who liked to watch the fun.

When he arrived at the court, the county magistrate was already in his seat. He symbolically slammed the gavel and asked, "Who is here and why are you beating the drum?"

Hang Shuheng saluted the county magistrate sitting above him and said, "I am the scholar Hang Shuheng. I pay my respects to you, sir. I beg you to review the case of the Mei's Rouge Shop and give justice to the owner of the Rouge Shop, Mei."

Above, the county magistrate hesitated for a moment, but before he could speak, the county magistrate Peng Desheng, who was standing on one side of the court, spoke first: "Hang Shuheng, this is the court, not your main hall. How can you make trouble here? Even if you are the top scorer in this year's college entrance examination, you don't have the capital to make trouble at will."

Hang Shuheng turned his head to look over and said indifferently: "How can the county magistrate conclude that the students are just fooling around?"

"In the case of Mei's Rouge Shop, the evidence is solid, with witnesses and evidence. How can I allow you to make up stories here?"

"Oh! The evidence that the county magistrate is talking about refers to the poisonous lip balm that was seized and the victims who died of poisoning after using the lip balm? Or does it refer to the victims living in the slums in the north of the city who can't even afford a few hundred yuan for medicine, but can afford a set of body lotion that costs ten taels of silver?"

Peng Desheng opened his mouth to refute, but after opening and closing his lips several times, he couldn't refute a word.

Hang Shuheng continued, "Besides, the adults haven't even concluded the case yet, so why are you rushing to take over the reins, County Magistrate?"

"You, what nonsense are you talking about? How could I..." Peng Desheng's face turned pale and blue at his words of sowing discord. He hurriedly bowed to the county magistrate and explained, "Sir, please don't listen to this kid's nonsense. I have no intention of overstepping my authority."

Hang Shuheng smiled coldly and said coldly: "You say nice things, but you are not self-conscious at all in your actions."

"Shut up and stop trying to sow discord here." Peng Desheng pointed and shouted. He felt that Hang Shuheng was designed to antagonize him. He never got the upper hand in every confrontation.