"Furthermore! These days, evidence needs to come from both human testimony and physical proof. I won’t mention the human testimony now, but where is the physical proof? You better not casually pull out a few silver coins and tell our Lord County Magistrate that they’re the physical evidence. That would be ridiculous! You think our Lord County Magistrate has that much free time to listen to your nonsense?"
Yang Chuxia directed these last few sentences at Yang Aoshuang and Yang Lichun’s group.
However, when she finished speaking, Yang Aoshuang and the others were stunned. Indeed, where was the physical evidence? It had been so long since the incident, how could there still be any physical evidence?
The County Magistrate had been watching the farce in the hall and was ready to announce the case as insufficient evidence and acquit Yang Chuxia.
But suddenly, a woman rushed in from outside the door.
Before she had time to pay her respects to the County Magistrate, she started beating the jailer who had accused Yang Chuxia.
As she beat and scolded him, she said, "You’re blinded by greed, you idiot! How could you accuse the wrong person? It was clearly this older girl who gave you the silver to frame this younger girl, how did you mix it up? I told you not to drink at noon, but you wouldn’t listen! Has your brain been ruined by alcohol?"
After finishing her speech, the woman knelt down to greet the county officer, "I, a commoner girl, pay respects to the Lord County Magistrate. My name is Ms. Huang, and this is my husband." As she spoke, she pointed to the jailer, then continued, "Lord County Magistrate, my husband drank too much at noon and misspoke. He meant to accuse not this young girl, but this one!"
Her eyes were fixed on Yang Aoshuang, "She’s the one who sent a servant girl with silver to have my husband frame this little girl, saying she killed someone. She thought I couldn’t see her from far away; I didn’t mistake her blue dress."
"Lord County Magistrate, the five silver coins she gave my husband are still here!" The woman said, pulling them out, "And this purse belongs to the servant girl!"
Once this woman finished speaking, she whispered a few words to her husband and then yanked him forcefully, causing the jailer to look extremely pained.
After the pain subsided, the jailer lowered his head and said to the County Magistrate, "Lord County Magistrate, I was wrong, I misspoke. It was Miss Yang Aoshuang who came to my house with silver to have me frame this little girl. I’m telling the truth! The one who went to see Yang Xiao’an a few days ago was also Miss Yang Aoshuang! It’s all true! She didn’t let me be there when she visited him, so I don’t know what they talked about, but after she left, chaos broke out inside the jail."
"Nonsense! You dare to slander me? You’re seeking death!" The situation quickly turned around, and Yang Aoshuang cursed angrily, "Do you know who I am? You dare to slander me, I won’t let you off so easily."
Both the jailer and his wife were clearly frightened by Yang Aoshuang’s fierce appearance and shivered uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Yang Chuxia said, "Don’t be afraid of her. Her father is no great official, and here in Quanya, it’s the Lord County Magistrate who calls the shots."
Yang Aoshuang glared at Yang Chuxia upon hearing this.
Yang Chuxia grinned at her, then asked, "May I ask Miss Yang, what were you doing visiting Yang Xiao’an? Your relationship with Yang Xiao’an is neither close nor long-standing, but you went to see him. Especially after you went, my second uncle got into conflict with the people in jail and eventually starved to death. It’s really baffling, please investigate thoroughly and give my second uncle justice, Lord County Magistrate."