Ming Dynasty: My Father Zhang Juzheng

Chapter 29: Wild Geese Pecking Eyes
As the first light of day appeared, a summer thunder sounded, and a fine drizzle was pulled from the sky, falling on the bluestone floor, stirring up a layer of fresh fragrance.

Han San, who had been busy for most of the night, was awakened by the freshness and slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the scenery outside the window and couldn't help but smile.

I thought he was going to do something dirty, but I didn't expect that guy was looking for death. The poison had reached his abdomen, which meant that he had taken poison before he died, and the amount was not small.

As for why County Magistrate Zhao took poison, that was not something he should consider.

Now, he only needs to open the coffin and perform an autopsy in front of everyone, and Feng Bangning's guilt will be reduced by more than half.

This great achievement would be a great success even if it fell into the hands of Han Saner.

He joined the Zhang family but has not yet made any contribution.

This major event is a token of one's allegiance to the Zhang family. One's future prospects will certainly be completely different.

Thinking of this, Han San grinned and stood up from the bed.

After putting on his clothes and washing up, Han San walked out of the house with his head held high.

He saw a subordinate running towards him in panic, shouting, "Boss, something happened again!"

Han San felt uneasy and asked, "What's the matter?"

The man took two deep breaths and said breathlessly, "Zhao Zhao County Magistrate is here. He was buried by the Zhao family this morning."

"What?!" Han San was startled, and cursed with his eyes wide open: "Are you good-for-nothings? Don't you know how to keep an eye on me? Don't you know how to wake me up?"

"Boss, didn't you tell me yesterday that I'm not allowed to disturb you before you wake up? Ouch."

Before the man could finish his words, Han San kicked him over, called his men and rushed straight to the burial place of County Magistrate Zhao.

When Han San arrived, the coffin had already been buried in the ground.

He looked around and saw that the area was crowded with people watching the fun and officials who came to pay their respects.

"and many more!"

Han San shouted loudly, and everyone turned their eyes to him. After seeing their clothes clearly, their faces changed.

Mrs. Zhao squeezed out of the crowd and said in a tearful voice, "Sir, my master is dead. Let him rest in peace."

Seeing Mrs. Zhao's tearful appearance, everyone was immediately ignited with anger.

"Yes, the person is dead. No matter how overbearing you Jinyiwei are, can you still care about the dead?"

"A bunch of lackeys, accomplices of the eunuch party, this is not your prison, you will not be tolerated to do whatever you want!"

"Oh God, please open your eyes and kill these beasts with a bolt of lightning."

Before Han San could continue speaking, the crowd immediately pushed and surged forward.

Without the emperor's order, Han San did not dare to beat the official, so he retreated quickly and held his ground on a small hill.

"There is something strange about the death of County Magistrate Zhao. Please be patient."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. After a long while, one person stretched his neck and asked, "What's so strange? You beat the man to death, and you still let him talk?"

"That's right. You Jinyiwei are best at turning black into white, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. When you see a commoner, you want to eat him alive. When you see a rich and powerful person, you act like a lapdog."

"We can't let the Royal Guards deceive us!"

Being blocked by so many mouths, Han San tried his best to remain calm, and roared with a red neck: "Zhao County Magistrate died of poisoning, not from external injuries."

After this roar, the crowd immediately quieted down.

"Poisoned? Do you have any evidence?" someone asked bravely.

Han San did not answer the man, but asked the crowd of people at the foot of the hill: "Excuse me, who is the Wanping County Magistrate?" County Magistrate Lin lifted his embroidered robe and squeezed out of the crowd: "I am Lin Cheng, the Wanping County Magistrate."

"Okay, County Magistrate Lin." Han San glanced at him with his eyes raised and asked, "After County Magistrate Zhao died, did you summon a coroner to examine his body? If so, please call the coroner out."

"I've checked. County Magistrate Zhao died of a heart attack caused by qi and blood." County Magistrate Lin replied calmly.

You are so good, County Magistrate Lin, you are telling lies with open eyes.

Han San was furious and said through gritted teeth: Please call the coroner, we have something to ask him.

"What's going on? You Jinyiwei want to torture and falsify the confession again?" A teasing voice sounded, and a middle-aged fat man in his forties came out surrounded by a crowd of people.

It was the owner of the clinic.

"It's you?"

"Yes, it's me." The owner of the clinic smiled and said, "Mr. Han, you must be surprised to see me. Your brothers beat me up badly."

As he spoke, the owner of the clinic turned around and faced everyone, saying with a sad face, "It was them who broke into my house the day before yesterday, took me away, tortured me, and insisted that I sold two taels of arsenic to County Magistrate Zhao."

"I am just an ordinary citizen. How can I stand the torture? I can only grit my teeth and write a confession."

Wow.
This statement caused an uproar, and County Magistrate Lin stamped his feet and took the opportunity to curse: "What a Jinyiwei, a small general flag, dares to abuse the people and lynch them.

If you become a centurion, won't I have to rely on you?"

Han San cursed inwardly. He regretted not subduing the owner of the clinic yesterday, and also regretted not taking away the body of County Magistrate Zhao.

Now, he knew that there was only one way to resolve this crisis.

Open coffin and autopsy.

"Justice is in the hearts of the people. Han has always been upright and honest!"

"You are a man who is upright and honest." County Magistrate Lin smiled coldly and then provoked, "The owner of the clinic has no grudge against you, why would he falsely accuse you?"

"Well, I don't want to say more about this, but the fact that County Magistrate Zhao died of poisoning is an unchangeable fact."

"The person has already been buried, so it's up to you to say it."

Han San was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "Then open the coffin and do an autopsy. If County Magistrate Zhao didn't die of poisoning, I'll give you this hand! You can do whatever you want with it."

"The person is already dead, but they still want to desecrate County Magistrate Zhao's corpse. The Jinyiwei are so unjust." A man yelled with his neck stretched.

"Rest in peace. Aren't you Jinyiwei born and raised by your parents?" another official echoed.

Mrs. Zhao's eyes also turned red. She knelt on the ground and cried, "Sir, just think that my husband is unlucky. We won't sue anymore. We will go back to our hometown and never come to the capital again."

After these words were spoken, the officials present became more sympathetic towards Mrs. Zhao.

"Look, look." County Magistrate Lin pointed at Han San and looked at Madam Zhao and said, "This is a hawk dog, a thing without parents. It's useless for you to beg them. You'd better bury your husband as soon as possible. I will send someone to take you back to your hometown."

Mrs. Zhao looked up at him and said with tears in her eyes, "Thank you, sir."

What a good County Magistrate Lin! What a sharp-tongued official he is.

Han San looked at the excited County Magistrate Lin and guessed that the death of County Magistrate Zhao must have a lot to do with him.

Forced by the situation, Han San suppressed his anger and had to give in, saying, "County Magistrate Lin, my lords, Han San was too eager to make a contribution and was too reckless.

I will take my leave now and report this matter to my superiors."

After that, he turned around and left.

(End of this chapter)