Chapter 7: Please, Show Me The Respect I Deserve [I]
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Zhao Jiang was also quite surprised when he heard Zhao Ling's words. He always thought that the fire was an accident, so why did someone deliberately committed arson? He looked at Zhao Ling suspiciously and said, "Ling, but did you find anything to support this?"
"Yes, father." Zhao Ling nodded and said. "Yesterday, I went to the yard to pack things, and found something by accident. Something which proves that the fire was not an accident, but a man-made one."
Zhao Jiang looked at Mother Ning and asked, "Did you go to see the old lady?"
After receiving confirmation nod, Zhao Jiang said. "Since the old lady sent Mother Ning over, I have to believe you. With the old lady's support, you can show your evidence. If it is true, the father will be the master for you."
"Thank you, father." After Zhao Ling thanked him, he turned and signaled Lu Zhu who shouted to the gang of people standing just below them. "Zhao San, come out."
There was no sound below. After a long while, a man in his thirties limped out. The man was of medium build and looked very ordinary and honest, not like a treacherous person. Zhao Ling was a little surprised by this pretentious act.
The man saluted everyone and said with a trembling voice. "Little Zhao San pays respect to the master, the lady, and the young lady."
It looked and sounded casual much to Zhao Ling's irritation. She looked cold at the man, and said sharply. "Zhao San, are you ready to confess?"
Zhao San shook all over, knelt on the ground with a plop, and said repeatedly. "Miss, little... this little one doesn't know what crime he has committed. Please also ask the eldest to make it clear."
Zhao Ling sneered, "I ask you, where were you on the day of the fire?"
Zhao San replied. "This little...this little one slept in the room that day, and only woke up after hearing the noise, so I rushed to put out the fire with them."
"Really?" Zhao Ling said, "So, you have never been near the courtyard, have you?"
"Never." Zhao San insisted.
Zhao Ling nodded and said calmly, "In that case, I found a few footprints outside the small courtyard house yesterday, so they were taken and preserved. Green bamboo, let him take off his shoes and fit them with the footprints on them. To see if they are a match."
Green Bamboo came forward and took out a piece of white gauze with a large footprint on it. Zhao San froze for a while, seeing that there was no way to get out. He knew he had to take off his shoes and let the green bamboo compare.
"Miss, the size is exactly the same." Green Bamboo reported to Zhao Ling with a loud voice.
"Zhao San, how do you explain?" Zhao Ling asked.
"How can a footprint on the gauze prove that this is my footprint, eldest lady, this little one was wronged, this little one really never did it." Zhao San desperately knocked his head, and soon he brought out blood on his forehead.
With a sigh of relief, several timid maids and aunts turned their heads, not daring to look at the bloody man again. The subordinates on the side also talked a lot, and many people did not believe that Zhao San, who was usually honest and friendly, would do such a thing.
Zhao Ling's expression remained unchanged. She took a piece of bamboo pipe from Lu Zhu's hand, played with it, and said calmly. "Zhao San, you don't have to be like this. Can you recognize this piece of bamboo pipe? This was just found in your room. Yes, there are still some white powder left in it. I have already asked the doctor to examine it. The white powder I found on the windowsill of the small courtyard is the same ingredient of scented incense. How do you explain this?"
Zhao San looked up at the small bamboo tube in Zhao Ling's hand, and collapsed on the ground with a sad expression, regretting it in his heart. He had known this before, that he had to throw this bamboo tube away anyway. He could only blame myself for being careless.
It hadn't been long since he came to the mansion, and he really couldn't understand how he got it wrong. Everyone said that this eldest lady was stupid and foolish, but she was so shrewd at the first sight today. *Where did it all go wrong?*
Zhao Jiang saw Zhao San collapse on the ground and had nothing to say. He had clearly admitted doing it.
He became furious. A servant in the mansion actually dared to set fire in the courtyard of his eldest daughter? What happened to the internal management of the authority? He asked angrily. "You dog slave, why did you set fire to murder my daughter, and what were your intentions?"
Zhao San just kowtow desperately, begging for mercy in a loud voice. "I beg the Lord for mercy, I beg the Lord for mercy...."
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Zhao Jiang was also quite surprised when he heard Zhao Ling's words. He always thought that the fire was an accident, so why did someone deliberately committed arson? He looked at Zhao Ling suspiciously and said, "Ling, but did you find anything to support this?"
"Yes, father." Zhao Ling nodded and said. "Yesterday, I went to the yard to pack things, and found something by accident. Something which proves that the fire was not an accident, but a man-made one."
Zhao Jiang looked at Mother Ning and asked, "Did you go to see the old lady?"
After receiving confirmation nod, Zhao Jiang said. "Since the old lady sent Mother Ning over, I have to believe you. With the old lady's support, you can show your evidence. If it is true, the father will be the master for you."
"Thank you, father." After Zhao Ling thanked him, he turned and signaled Lu Zhu who shouted to the gang of people standing just below them. "Zhao San, come out."
There was no sound below. After a long while, a man in his thirties limped out. The man was of medium build and looked very ordinary and honest, not like a treacherous person. Zhao Ling was a little surprised by this pretentious act.
The man saluted everyone and said with a trembling voice. "Little Zhao San pays respect to the master, the lady, and the young lady."
It looked and sounded casual much to Zhao Ling's irritation. She looked cold at the man, and said sharply. "Zhao San, are you ready to confess?"
Zhao San shook all over, knelt on the ground with a plop, and said repeatedly. "Miss, little... this little one doesn't know what crime he has committed. Please also ask the eldest to make it clear."
Zhao Ling sneered, "I ask you, where were you on the day of the fire?"
Zhao San replied. "This little...this little one slept in the room that day, and only woke up after hearing the noise, so I rushed to put out the fire with them."
"Really?" Zhao Ling said, "So, you have never been near the courtyard, have you?"
"Never." Zhao San insisted.
Zhao Ling nodded and said calmly, "In that case, I found a few footprints outside the small courtyard house yesterday, so they were taken and preserved. Green bamboo, let him take off his shoes and fit them with the footprints on them. To see if they are a match."
Green Bamboo came forward and took out a piece of white gauze with a large footprint on it. Zhao San froze for a while, seeing that there was no way to get out. He knew he had to take off his shoes and let the green bamboo compare.
"Miss, the size is exactly the same." Green Bamboo reported to Zhao Ling with a loud voice.
"Zhao San, how do you explain?" Zhao Ling asked.
"How can a footprint on the gauze prove that this is my footprint, eldest lady, this little one was wronged, this little one really never did it." Zhao San desperately knocked his head, and soon he brought out blood on his forehead.
With a sigh of relief, several timid maids and aunts turned their heads, not daring to look at the bloody man again. The subordinates on the side also talked a lot, and many people did not believe that Zhao San, who was usually honest and friendly, would do such a thing.
Zhao Ling's expression remained unchanged. She took a piece of bamboo pipe from Lu Zhu's hand, played with it, and said calmly. "Zhao San, you don't have to be like this. Can you recognize this piece of bamboo pipe? This was just found in your room. Yes, there are still some white powder left in it. I have already asked the doctor to examine it. The white powder I found on the windowsill of the small courtyard is the same ingredient of scented incense. How do you explain this?"
Zhao San looked up at the small bamboo tube in Zhao Ling's hand, and collapsed on the ground with a sad expression, regretting it in his heart. He had known this before, that he had to throw this bamboo tube away anyway. He could only blame myself for being careless.
It hadn't been long since he came to the mansion, and he really couldn't understand how he got it wrong. Everyone said that this eldest lady was stupid and foolish, but she was so shrewd at the first sight today. *Where did it all go wrong?*
Zhao Jiang saw Zhao San collapse on the ground and had nothing to say. He had clearly admitted doing it.
He became furious. A servant in the mansion actually dared to set fire in the courtyard of his eldest daughter? What happened to the internal management of the authority? He asked angrily. "You dog slave, why did you set fire to murder my daughter, and what were your intentions?"
Zhao San just kowtow desperately, begging for mercy in a loud voice. "I beg the Lord for mercy, I beg the Lord for mercy...."
Zhao Jiang was also quite surprised when he heard Zhao Ling's words. He always thought that the fire was an accident, so why did someone deliberately committed arson? He looked at Zhao Ling suspiciously and said, "Ling, but did you find anything to support this?" "Yes, father." Zhao Ling nodded and said. "Yesterday, I went to the yard to pack things, and found something by accident. Something which proves that the fire was not an accident, but a man-made one." Zhao Jiang looked at Mother Ning and asked, "Did you go to see the old lady?" After receiving confirmation nod, Zhao Jiang said. "Since the old lady sent Mother Ning over, I have to believe you. With the old lady's support, you can show your evidence. If it is true, the father will be the master for you." "Thank you, father." After Zhao Ling thanked him, he turned and signaled Lu Zhu who shouted to the gang of people standing just below them. "Zhao San, come out." There was no sound below. After a long while, a man in his thirties limped out. The man was of medium build and looked very ordinary and honest, not like a treacherous person. Zhao Ling was a little surprised by this pretentious act. The man saluted everyone and said with a trembling voice. "Little Zhao San pays respect to the master, the lady, and the young lady." It looked and sounded casual much to Zhao Ling's irritation. She looked cold at the man, and said sharply. "Zhao San, are you ready to confess?" Zhao San shook all over, knelt on the ground with a plop, and said repeatedly. "Miss, little... this little one doesn't know what crime he has committed. Please also ask the eldest to make it clear." Zhao Ling sneered, "I ask you, where were you on the day of the fire?" Zhao San replied. "This little...this little one slept in the room that day, and only woke up after hearing the noise, so I rushed to put out the fire with them." "Really?" Zhao Ling said, "So, you have never been near the courtyard, have you?" "Never." Zhao San insisted. Zhao Ling nodded and said calmly, "In that case, I found a few footprints outside the small courtyard house yesterday, so they were taken and preserved. Green bamboo, let him take off his shoes and fit them with the footprints on them. To see if they are a match." Green Bamboo came forward and took out a piece of white gauze with a large footprint on it. Zhao San froze for a while, seeing that there was no way to get out. He knew he had to take off his shoes and let the green bamboo compare. "Miss, the size is exactly the same." Green Bamboo reported to Zhao Ling with a loud voice. "Zhao San, how do you explain?" Zhao Ling asked. "How can a footprint on the gauze prove that this is my footprint, eldest lady, this little one was wronged, this little one really never did it." Zhao San desperately knocked his head, and soon he brought out blood on his forehead. With a sigh of relief, several timid maids and aunts turned their heads, not daring to look at the bloody man again. The subordinates on the side also talked a lot, and many people did not believe that Zhao San, who was usually honest and friendly, would do such a thing. Zhao Ling's expression remained unchanged. She took a piece of bamboo pipe from Lu Zhu's hand, played with it, and said calmly. "Zhao San, you don't have to be like this. Can you recognize this piece of bamboo pipe? This was just found in your room. Yes, there are still some white powder left in it. I have already asked the doctor to examine it. The white powder I found on the windowsill of the small courtyard is the same ingredient of scented incense. How do you explain this?" Zhao San looked up at the small bamboo tube in Zhao Ling's hand, and collapsed on the ground with a sad expression, regretting it in his heart. He had known this before, that he had to throw this bamboo tube away anyway. He could only blame myself for being careless. It hadn't been long since he came to the mansion, and he really couldn't understand how he got it wrong. Everyone said that this eldest lady was stupid and foolish, but she was so shrewd at the first sight today. *Where did it all go wrong?* Zhao Jiang saw Zhao San collapse on the ground and had nothing to say. He had clearly admitted doing it. He became furious. A servant in the mansion actually dared to set fire in the courtyard of his eldest daughter? What happened to the internal management of the authority? He asked angrily. "You dog slave, why did you set fire to murder my daughter, and what were your intentions?" Zhao San just kowtow desperately, begging for mercy in a loud voice. "I beg the Lord for mercy, I beg the Lord for mercy...."
