The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Ye Xiuying is Wen Qingcheng's biological mother and was also invited to the hall. Ruan Sanlang and Wen Zhuo watched from afar outside the county government office.

Yesterday afternoon, the coroner performed an autopsy and proved that Wang Laowu had indeed died of a ruptured spleen. He also collected Wen Qingcheng's silver needles. Based on the length of these needles, if they were inserted into those acupuncture points, it would not be fatal even if all of them were inserted.

The coroner wrote the autopsy report, but after submitting it, it was changed. The county magistrate sat under the plaque "A Clear Mirror Hanging High" and read out Wen Qingcheng's crimes.

"Regarding the case of the Wen family daughter practicing medicine recklessly and killing Wang Laowu, the coroner performed an autopsy and found no sufficient evidence to prove that Wang Laowu died of a ruptured spleen, nor was there any evidence to prove that Wen Qingcheng's silver needles caused the death."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar. Some of the people who were listening to the trial outside the county government office were on Wen Qingcheng's side, some were relatives of the Wang family. Some stamped their feet and beat their chests, while others were overjoyed.

Ye Xiuying heard this in the court and tried to defend herself anxiously, "Sir, this is unfair. Our Qingcheng is a doctor, she knows how to give acupuncture, and we have witnesses."

Outside the county government office, Li Hongxiu and her second uncle also came to listen to the trial, and shouted outside the county government office: "We are witnesses, Wen Qingcheng does have medical skills, she knows acupuncture!"

The county magistrate glanced irritably outside the door, and with a look, the two yamen runners shouted fiercely, "No noise allowed!"

"Mrs. Wen, yesterday our county sent people to your village to investigate. Your relatives said they didn't know you knew medicine, let alone acupuncture. The confession provided by your own family is more credible, so our county has concluded that you didn't know acupuncture but treated people carelessly, and didn't hire a doctor for Wang Laowu, delaying his medical treatment and causing his death. Now our county has sentenced you to 15 years in prison. Do you have any objection?"

Boss Wang looked at Ye Xiuying and Wen Qingcheng with pride, and bowed to the county magistrate, saying, "The dead cannot be resurrected. Even if she is put in prison, our Lao Wu will not be able to come back. Whether Lao Wu is really beyond saving or was delayed by the Wen family, they have to pay compensation."

"How much money do you want?"

"Five hundred taels of silver! My fifth child has parents and children to take care of, and the child is only three years old. To raise him until he gets married and builds a house, it will cost at least five hundred taels of silver."

Ye Xiuying's eyes widened in shock. In their village, some accidents were compensated at most 100 taels, but the Wang family asked for taels. Where could she get so much money? Even if she wanted to borrow, she had no place to borrow.

If Qingcheng doesn't pay the money, she will be forced to go to jail. The county magistrate clearly favors the Wang family. It seems that the Wang family must have someone in the government office.

"Okay, I'll take the money!" Ye Xiuying clenched her fists. Even if she had to work to pay off the debt for the rest of her life, it would be better than watching her daughter go to jail. 15 years! In the prison environment, it was questionable whether Wen Qingcheng could live to be released.

Wen Qingcheng on the side looked at Ye Xiuying in disbelief. She knew very well how much money her family had, and Ye Xiuying would not be able to borrow money even if she wanted to.

When the Wang family heard Ye Xiuying's agreement, they could hardly hold back their smiles. With this money, they wouldn't have to worry about their livelihood anymore.

Boss Wang's eyes lit up, thinking that the five hundred taels, minus the money for building relationships and the money for marrying off the fourth sister, would be divided equally among the three brothers and the fifth brother's wife, so each family would get a lot of money.

"Okay, if both parties have no objection, let's sign a document." As soon as the county magistrate finished speaking, the lawyer picked up the pen and started writing.

"Wait!"

Wen Qingcheng's clear voice resounded throughout the hall. Her cold eyes swept through the crowd, and finally fixed on the plaque above the court that read "A clear mirror hangs high". She sneered, "What clear mirror hangs high? There is no justice at all!"

Wen Qingcheng, a ghost from the end of the world, came here and naturally didn't understand the twists and turns of the government office. Little did she know that the Wang family had already established connections inside.

Wen Qingcheng showed no fear in the court. She spoke with solid reasoning and impassioned speech, leaving the county magistrate and the Wang family speechless.

The yamen runners standing by all secretly admired her, what a heroic woman! Most peasant girls would be so scared when they appeared in court that they would lose their minds and could not speak clearly, but Wen Qingcheng was young but very courageous.

The county magistrate was so angry at Wen Qingcheng's retort that he slammed the gavel and said, "What a rude woman! You are disturbing the court. Why don't you kneel down!"

Wen Qingcheng held her head high the whole time. She had lost confidence in this unjust government office and said sternly, "I am innocent, why should I kneel?"

The lawyer on the side winked at the yamen runners, and the two yamen runners stepped forward and shouted, "Kneel down!"

Before she could finish her words, Wen Qingcheng was kicked from behind. Her knees bent and she fell heavily to her knees on the stone floor with a thump.

"Qingcheng! Sir, my daughter is young and ignorant. Please be magnanimous and don't make things difficult for her." Ye Xiuying begged for mercy.

"Are you saying that I am deliberately making things difficult for you? Humph." The county magistrate said, and looked at the lawyer, "Have you written the indictment? Sign it for her."

Wen Qingcheng was pinned to the ground by two yamen runners, who handed her a pen and ink to sign. Wen Qingcheng could read, and after reading the charges, she found them ridiculous. She reached out and picked up the pen and wrote three big characters on it.

"Take it!"

The bailiff picked it up and took a look. He gasped and glanced at the county magistrate.

"Send it up."

The yamen runner hesitated for a moment, and then presented the charge. The county magistrate glanced at Wen Qingcheng, then lowered his eyes to look at the charge. On it, Wen Qingcheng wrote three words in a crooked hand: Bullshit.

"You scoundrel! How dare you disrespect the court? Come, give her twenty strokes of the board first."

As soon as these words came out, the people watching outside the county government office were immediately shocked and their faces changed. The twenty boards from the government office were too heavy. Some people fainted and some were left with lifelong disabilities. How could a weak girl like me bear it?

The county magistrate saw that there was a commotion outside the door and everyone was talking about it, so he quickly asked the bailiff to close the door.

Ruan Sanlang, who was standing outside the door, was fearless. He went halfway inside, blocked the door, and shouted, "Why are you hitting me? Why are you closing the door? We demand an open trial!"

As soon as Ruan Sanlang said this, many people immediately agreed. "That's right, why not hold a public trial?"

"You troublemaker, what do you want to do? Are you trying to break into the court? Be careful, we'll beat you up too! Get out of here!"

As the yamen runner spoke, he used the water and fire stick to hit Ruan Sanlang. "Ouch, the officials are beating people!"

The guard's face darkened and he angrily said, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll lock you up!"

"How can they beat people? The police can beat people at will." Aunt Ruan shouted loudly, and the people outside the door began to blame the police.

The yamen runners looked at the crowds of people outside the gate and did not dare to act rashly for fear of arousing public anger, so they had to report back to the county magistrate.

The county magistrate was also afraid that if he closed the door, people with ulterior motives would think that he was handling the case unfairly and torture him into confessing, so he told the yamen runners not to close the door for the time being and only put up a set of iron fences to separate the people.

Ye Xiuying knelt down and kowtowed, "Sir, I am willing to take the punishment on your behalf, please, sir."

Wen Qingcheng was tied to a bench, with a yamen runner standing on one side, beating Wen Qingcheng hard on the back alternately.