“Enough!”
Madame Jiang waved her long sleeves, her eyes practically spitting fire at Ji Yunshu. She spoke in an extremely unhappy tone, “How do you expect me to believe what came from the mouth of a lowly painter? I’m telling you right now, today I am not going to allow this matter to be investigated any longer. This is, after all, my Jiang family’s private matter. Whether to investigate it or not is up to me.”
“You are clearly protecting someone.”
“Protecting? What nonsense are you spouting?” Madame Jiang became even more agitated.
Ji Yunshu spoke forthrightly, “An old man came forward to testify about Master Jiang’s death which he personally witnessed. He has already told me everything and has also agreed to stand witness in court to apprehend the murderer!”
Hearing this, the magistrate stepped closer to her and asked, “Yunshu, is this true? Who is the murderer?”
Ji Yunshu’s gaze looked extremely certain as it met Madame Jiang’s. She spoke, “He told me himself that the murderer was your younger brother, Madame Jiang.”
“How could I murder my own brother-in-law?” The one who spoke was the man standing beside Madame Jiang. His face appeared anxious as he stepped forward to refute this. Pointing at Ji Yunshu, he continued, “Don’t talk nonsense! I didn’t do it- During the days my brother-in-law went missing, I wasn’t home at all!”
Only now did Ji Yunshu carefully examine this person. Her first impression was: sloppy and frivolous!
Ji Yunshu persisted, “These words were spoken by that old man. He claimed he witnessed it.”
“Simply a joke.” Madame Jiang humphed coldly, as she pulled her younger brother behind her. She looked at Ji Yunshu from top to bottom before speaking, “This young sir, should you be speaking the truth, why would that old man tell you who the murderer was in secret and not report it to the yamen? You had better not randomly accuse people. Without evidence, how can you just point out the murderer? Isn’t that ridiculous?”
“Everything I say is-” Ji Yunshu was cut off halfway.
“I believe you must be speaking about Seventh Uncle? Ah what a coincidence, he just so happened to pass away from an illness this morning.”
‘Hah?!’ “Dead?” Ji Yunshu was stunned for a moment.
‘Was he silenced?!’
Madame Jiang pressed even further, this time, aiming the spearhead at the magistrate, “Lord Liu, I do not wish to say anymore. Would you please bring my husband’s corpse out and hand it to me, immediately. I wish to let him be properly buried as soon as possible.”
The magistrate spoke, “But there were indeed knife marks on the skeleton.”
“Lord Liu must have been unaware that before my husband died, he turned mad and would often stab himself with a dagger. Those marks must have been accumulated over the years and not inflicted by someone else.”
“That… After Master Jiang went missing, Madame Jiang, you moved to the capital, but why was his corpse still found under the large tree in your old manor?” Magistrate Liu became suspicious!
Madame Jiang was still completely unfazed. She cast a gaze at Ji Yunshu and spoke in a calm tone, “Didn’t this young sir say this before? My husband twisted his ankle when he was alive. Perhaps a few days after we moved to the capital he came back and accidentally twisted his ankle, hitting his head on the tree and ended up dead. That’s a possibility.”
‘Simply searching for explanations!’ The magistrate asked Ji Yunshu in a faint voice, “Was there any blunt trauma to the skull?”
She nodded her head. “There is, but the force of the collision would not have been strong enough to be fatal. At most, it would leave a bump.”
“Since there was damage to his head, no matter what, I still spoke correctly.” Madame Jiang was just as arrogant as before.
Without any new evidence, there was no way to refute. Especially now that “Seventh Uncle” has died!
If they couldn’t find any more evidence, that skeleton might really be taken away by Madame Jiang.
“What, are you still not willing to hand it over? If I were to make a complaint to the supreme court, I’m afraid you won’t be able to keep that official’s hat of yours any longer, Lord Liu.” Her words were filled with threats.
Just as her voice settled… “And if this prince does not allow it?” Jing Rong’s voice resounded from outside the courtroom!