Chapter 611
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In the history of Da Yue, the Ministry of Penalty and the Dali Temple recorded the files of serious cases. However, they focused on different things. The Ministry of Penalty mainly recorded the detailed process of the crime and the judgment, while the Dali Temple kept all kinds of testimonies and evidence. They were sweating all the way, as if they were fighting with an invisible hand. They didn't dare to stop for a moment along the way. They didn't expect that when they arrived at the Dali Temple, they were still one step late.
"Someone come quickly! It's on fire! It's on fire! The storeroom is on fire! "
"Why is there a fire there? That's the place where the old case files and the judgment are stored! Hurry up, put out the fire! "
Before her chest calmed down, Ning Shu raised her head and saw the thick smoke in front of her eyes. The words "Storeroom is an important place, strictly guarded" painted on the outer wall looked particularly ridiculous.
She sighed and said tiredly, "It's still too late."
Hui Mo squeezed to the front and asked several times. When he came back, he said with regret, "I've asked. A lot of testimonies, signatures, and Zhao Mingzhen's confession before committing suicide were locked in this storeroom. Looking at the fire, it should be useless."
Ning Shu smiled bitterly, "Fortunately, we had the foresight to borrow some files from the Ministry of Penalty early in the morning. Otherwise, the archives there would also be a disaster. There's no other way. Let's go and read the other half of the files that I didn't finish this morning. "
The three of them had no choice but to try their best. They held the last few bundles of precious files and turned them over and over again. They wanted to squeeze every detail out of those yellowed words. At this time, it had been thirty-two hours since they started the case. They watched day turn to night and then to day. Now, they were about to witness the next sunset.
Generally speaking, this meant that the hard work of the day had come to an end. After wiping away the sweat and carrying the hoe, one could finally go home and have a good rest, drink a bowl of water and enjoy a full meal. Then, lying on a bamboo chair with a palm-leaf fan, they could enjoy the cool moonlight and laugh as they watched their children and grandchildren chase and play barefoot in the courtyard. The most enjoyable thing in the world was joy.
But for them, every passing shuttle was like an arrow on their heartstrings, and every sunset meant greater panic and the possibility of an accident coming at any time. No one knew at what time tomorrow, outside the Meridian Gate, which child's corpse would suddenly appear as a meeting gift for them.
No matter how hard he tried to deny it, he couldn't hide the fact that Hui Mo was extremely tired. He held a book in his hands and after reading two lines, his eyes started to blur and he started to doze off. In his half-conscious state, he heard Ning Shu talking.
"Although the fire destroyed all the evidence, it also confirmed my guess —"
He woke up with a start and opened his eyes wide to listen carefully.
Ning Shu held up the book in front of her. The difficult words in the book rolled out from her mouth one by one. She slowly told the story of the dusty past, "In the eighth year of Heaven's selection, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Zhao Mingzhen, was arrogant and looked down on everyone. He was widely criticized and was banished to the Han River to serve as the magistrate. During his tenure, he didn't repent but became even more arrogant. He practiced favoritism and embezzled countless money. He was too extravagant to talk about. He secretly imitated Gu Meng Chang Jun and recruited three thousand followers. Among the three thousand followers, there was a man named Yuan Tianwang. He failed many times and regretted that he didn't get the chance. He went to the Han River Prefecture and joined the Zhao Sect. He became the Zhao Sect's lackey. He repeatedly proposed evil plans to win the Zhao Sect's trust and gradually became the Zhao Sect's left and right hand. The fifteenth year of Heaven's selection, Zhao Mingzhen, appeared in the world. He couldn't resist the fear and committed suicide. Yuan Tianwang hid himself and was eventually captured and killed by the people. "
Hui Mo was shocked, "You mean, this Yuan Tianwang is the Yuan Wanting who appeared in front of us today?"
Ning Shu closed the book and nodded quietly. Her fingertips were trembling slightly, but her words were heavy and powerful, "Yes, I've been thinking about this series of crimes. These two strange silver ingots, the crazy teacher who was not afraid of death, Xiao Yunyi's sudden change in attitude, and those children who appeared and disappeared in front of our eyes. These seemingly messy clues seemed to be related to each other. When I saw the fire with my own eyes, I suddenly connected them all together and got confirmation: they are all closely related to Zhao Mingzhen who committed suicide ten years ago. The Yuan Wanting today is Yuan Tianwang. He set up this case ten years ago with only one purpose — to clear Zhao Mingzhen's name!
Because the 'dog official' with the surname Zhao, who was reviled and despised by the people, suffered the biggest injustice in the world! "
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