Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

Is Lin Ping really ignorant?

Do you really not know about the existence of "Collected Cases of Injustice Rectified"?

The answer is no. He merely wanted to verify whether the "Collected Cases of Injustice Rectified" also existed in the Wu Kingdom and was regarded as a textbook for autopsies.

He got the answer from the coroner, Chu, and now it was time to fight back.

"Does Coroner Chu remember the next sentence: wash the silver needles with soapberry. If the black color fades, it proves that the person did not die from poisoning?" Lin Ping asked coldly.

Coroner Chu blushed, his withered body nearly collapsing to the ground. He knew, of course, that there was more to come, but he simply didn't want to waste time.

"Someone, bring me soapberry water!" Could Xia Yeran not see through this? She had been waiting for Lin Ping's counterattack.

A moment later, a basin of soapberry water was placed in the hall, and two blackened silver needles were soaked in it. In no time, the silver needles regained their former luster.

"Coroner Chu, what do you think?" Xia Yeran asked irritably, no longer taking his words as the standard.

"I am ashamed..." Coroner Chu replied awkwardly, and then left in a sorry state with his two servants.

Since Lin Ping is more capable than him, there is no need for him to stay.

"Presumably, Erniu died suddenly from an illness." Xia Yeran gave this ambiguous answer, the bias couldn't be clearer.

This answer is also reasonable. Sun kept saying that her husband was poisoned to death by Xuanjitang, but now that Erniu did not die from poisoning, the lawsuit is not valid.

"I, Yu Chun, refuse to accept this!" the doctor from Yi Yuan Tang rambled on, "If this medicine is truly non-toxic, would you dare to take it?"

Lin Ping glanced at the man again, confirming that he was the doctor from Yiyuantang across from Xuanjitang, who was probably deliberately trying to cause him trouble.

He had been waiting for this day for a long time. How could he live comfortably after taking someone else's job?

The single act of distributing Xiao Chai Hu Tang for free has caused Yi Yuan Tang significant losses. If Yu Chun doesn't step in, he will only be able to watch Yi Yuan Tang go out of business.

Lin Ping did not object to the other party's revenge, but he was disgusted by such insidious methods.

"Take medicine? Boss Yu, have you gone mad? Or do you not know that every medicine has some degree of toxicity?" Lin Ping said sarcastically.

Medicine is inherently poison; taking medicine when you're not sick is tantamount to courting death.

Yu Chun's face turned red. As a doctor at Yiyuantang, he had actually said something so unbecoming of his status, which was enough to show his inner panic.

"It's just medicine for a cold, it won't kill you," Yu Chun continued to explain, still insisting that Lin Ping take the medicine.

This view is widely accepted: herbs used to treat colds are generally warming in nature, so even if you're not sick, it's fine to take them.

"This is poison, not some medicine for catching a cold," Lin Ping said, making sure he wouldn't fall into their trap.

These words shocked everyone present, and they all had the same thought in their minds: Has this guy gone mad? He's openly admitting to using poison.

"Hahaha, so you admit it's poison! Your Excellency, please punish him quickly!" Yu Chun laughed loudly, eager to see Lin Ping die.

Xia Yeran also shook her head, wondering how Lin Ping could make such a basic mistake. He had finally managed to clear himself of any involvement, but now he was taking the blame upon himself.

He could easily say that the cold medicine he prescribed is different from ordinary cold medicine, and that ordinary people will feel unwell after taking it, rather than saying that it is poison.

"Lin Wuqing, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?" Xia Yeran kindly reminded him.

Upon hearing this, Fu Ling nearly drew his sword. Was this how a case was judged? The bias was excessive.

"I didn't make a mistake." Lin Ping nodded vigorously.

This case is impossible to try. The prefect keeps trying to exonerate Lin Ping, but he keeps taking the blame himself. Is he out of his mind?

"Your Excellency, this case should be settled by now," Fu Ling finally couldn't help but speak, his criticism directed at Lin Ping.

Is the case closed? It seems so, but it isn't.

Just as Xia Yeran was in a dilemma, Lin Ping continued, "This humble citizen did say that this is poison, but he did not say that it was medicine prescribed by Xuanjitang."

With things having progressed to this point, Lin Ping no longer wanted to hide anything and took the evidence into his hands. The herbs were scattered all over the ground, leaving only a piece of bamboo paper that had been used to wrap the herbs.

"You ruthless Lin, you're destroying evidence!" Yu Chun immediately retorted, adding another false accusation.

Damaging physical evidence is tantamount to signing a document. Is Lin Ping the kind of person who doesn't know his limits?

"Xiao Tian, ​​bring me the paper used to wrap the medicine from Xuanjitang!" Lin Ping instructed.

Zhao Ritian was completely bewildered, but in the end he still took out a piece of medicine wrapping paper.

When the two medicine wrappers were placed together, everyone exclaimed: "That's right, the two wrappers are exactly the same. This medicine is from your Xuanjitang."

Lin Ping was embarrassed, not expecting these viewers to be so ignorant. He said sarcastically, "Any scholar could tell that the paper used to wrap the medicine is bamboo paper, while Xuanjitang's paper is Xuan paper."

These words put everyone to shame, even Xia Yeran blushed, and finally walked down from the stage to agree with Lin Ping's point of view.

Bamboo paper is cheap, while Xuan paper is expensive. Xuanjitang was indeed the first to use Xuan paper as medicine wrapping paper.

“Who knows where you got this Xuan paper? It can’t be used as evidence at all,” Yu Chun continued to argue.

Indeed, a single sheet of Xuan paper proves nothing. There are countless shops selling Xuan paper on the street, and Lin Ping can buy it anytime.

"Doctor Yu, don't worry, look here!" Lin Ping pointed to a signature in the lower right corner of the Xuan paper, where three small characters were printed: "Xuanji Hall".

In other words, the medicine wrapping paper from Xuanjitang has a label, and the markings on it couldn't have been written on the spot.

"Hahaha! Wonderful, wonderful! As expected of a divine doctor, even the wrapping paper is different from others." Xia Yeran laughed hurriedly, having already determined that this packet of poison did not belong to Xuanjitang.

Yu Chun, with a long face, knew he couldn't bring Lin Ping down with this. He could only blame himself for his momentary carelessness, never expecting that there was something more to this small piece of medicine wrapping paper.

The Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review stopped talking, considering it all a wasted effort.

Is this really the end? Will Lin Ping tolerate those who falsely accused him going unpunished?

Sorry, he's not that kind of person.

"Doesn't Your Excellency want to know the real culprit in this case? Are you trying to become a muddle-headed official? This would be extremely detrimental to your performance evaluation." Lin Ping stopped Xia Yeran from announcing the results.

Closing the case hastily is risky. If it is brought up again later, the prefect may be implicated. Even if the five people inquire about the matter in the future, it shows that the prefect's ability to handle cases is limited, since the real murderer is still at large.

Xia Yeran also wanted to find the real culprit and maybe even make some money. In recent days, he had been impeached by many officials from the Ministry of Personnel because of the flower thief case, but he couldn't find the real culprit or even make a single clue.

"Oh? You know where the real culprit is?" Xia Yeran asked curiously.

Lin Ping shook his head and said, "This humble citizen also doesn't know where the real culprit is."

What kind of talk is this? It's like farting. You don't even know where the real culprit is, yet you're spouting nonsense. You're clearly trying to embarrass the prefect.

“Although I don’t know who the real culprit is, Erniu certainly does,” Lin Ping said, startlingly.