Chapter two hundred and eighteen with a look of impatience
"You go out and take a look." Shuangxi's wife felt a little scared when she heard the cry. Their dog was quite docile, and it seemed that it had never barked so fiercely.
Yu Shuangxi disagreed: "If you don't go, this bitch must have seen a weasel."
Shuangxi's wife swallowed her saliva and said in panic: "Don't expect someone to come in..." In this kind of bad weather, a woman's nerves will always be more nervous than usual.
"It's raining so hard. Who can go out to steal things after eating so much? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?" Yu Shuangxi looked impatient. Just as he pouted and planned to kiss his wife's neck, the barking of dogs suddenly became louder.
It was extremely shrill, and then there was no sound.
His wife turned pale with fright: "Did you hear that? You were screaming so miserably just now, why is there suddenly no sound?"
Yu Shuangxi then increased his vigilance and sat up. "Oh no, something is really wrong!"
The couple lifted the quilt and were about to get out of bed, but just as their feet hit the ground, they heard the cries of the two children sleeping in the next room.
Only then did Yu Shuangxi feel that something was wrong, and his heart was beating wildly in his stomach, almost jumping out of his throat. He rushed out two or three steps barefoot, and the door was kicked open by more than a dozen people from the outside.
A big man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat stood in front of the two of them, one of them had their precious child under his arm.
"Ah, who are you?" The child's frightened cry crushed Yu Shuangxi's heart. He lay on the ground and yelled with red eyes, "What do you want to do?"
Among the men in coir raincoats, the one with the tallest figure and the most handsome face stepped forward, looked down at Yu Shuangxi, and asked leisurely: "I just ask you, on that stormy and rainy night three months ago, what did you do when you went to the village chief's house?
What?"
The panic that could not be hidden in Yu Shuangxi's eyes was seen by the man in the raincoat, Pan Zhuqing. He couldn't help lowering his head and smiling with satisfaction, then leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Are the village chief's family of four yours?"
Killed?"
The reason Pan Zhuqing lowered his voice was because he had a sense of compassion and wanted Yu Shuangxi to leave the last bit of dignity in front of his children.
Perhaps a person with evil intentions cannot stand being frightened by others. Instead, Yu Shuangxi completely forgot about the existence of his wife and children, and exclaimed: "Ah... uh... no, I didn't kill him, Mr. Qian did."
I have been found not guilty!" The wife of the Yu family lowered her head silently and closed her eyes in pain. Pan Zhuqing's eyes just glanced at her face. It didn't matter whether she knew or not.
Since the parties concerned no longer care about the issue of face, Pan Zhuqing has no need to worry about anything else. He stood up and raised his lips and smiled: "What a joke. He found you not guilty, do you really think you are innocent?"
Yu Shuangxi lowered his head and remained silent. He didn't know the origins of these uninvited guests, but they rushed in brazenly, and the man in the lead couldn't hide his aggressive nobility and vigor even though he was wearing a raincoat...
...I'm afraid this is a difficult time.
Pan Zhuqing saw that both the couple were speechless as if they had taken dumb pills. He did not intend to continue the tepid dilly-dallying. He walked up to the two children, but still stared at the trembling Yu Shuangxi and said coldly: "Cun
The eldest son is about the same age as your son. If it comes to paying for life, why not let your son do it first?"
After saying that, he took Yu Shuangxi's son from under Xue Jiu's arm. When the six-year-old boy was just starting to become sensible, he was sleeping soundly when a group of tall and thick men broke into the room. His parents shivered and knelt down.
He had never seen such a formation before. He was so frightened that he wet his pants. He could only desperately ask for help from his father: "Ah... Dad! Dad, save me!"
"Don't mess around!" Yu Shuangxi's eyes were filled with tears. In his memory, before the village chief's son was strangled to death in his hands, he was also so frightened and crying for his father to help him...
Pan Zhuqing looked at him steadily and said calmly: "I'll give you one last chance to tell the truth."
Yu Shuangxi looked at his wife who was paralyzed with fear, then sighed and turned to Pan Zhuqing and said: "It's... it's me... I did it... but I had no choice but to do it!"
"Take the child out." Pan Zhuqing nodded with satisfaction. He was originally very curious whether this beast who strangled a five-year-old boy alive would not even care about his own flesh and blood for himself. Now it seems that it is indeed
It's tiger poison that doesn't eat its seeds.
But this does not mean that he will have any more affection or sympathy for Yu Shuangxi. "You killed a whole family by yourself, and you didn't let the two children go. How can you have the nerve to say that you had no choice but to strangle them to death?"
When you were a child, did you ever think about your children? Also, I have read the autopsy records, you are worse than an animal!" At the end of the sentence, Pan Zhuqing was really excited, and it was clearly recorded in the autopsy records.
Among the several people who were killed, the eight-year-old girl, the daughter of the village chief, had been raped before her death. Pan Zhuqing had heard about this case a long time ago, but he never had time to take it into consideration. He locked himself up in the Yamen
During those three days, he was investigating this case.
First of all, someone proved that Yu Shuangxi might be the last person to show up at the village chief's house. But in the end, the case was abruptly concluded as a home invasion robbery and murder case. The murderer was a bandit who was running around here and is currently wanted... The case
The records are full of doubts, but due to official pressure, all witnesses have become silent.
Yu Shuangxi knew that her death was imminent, so she simply said something else: "Yes...it was the village chief who forced me. What's wrong with me being an illegitimate child? Can't an illegitimate child not be allocated the land and live a good life? Those fields,
I already have a share in the family home! Why does he say that I am not qualified to take it because I am an illegitimate child?"
Yu Shuangxi's father is the richest tycoon in Yujia Village. After the old tycoon died, all his property was given to his eldest son. As an illegitimate son, Yu Shuangxi, the younger son, could not get even half a copper coin. But the eldest son of the Yu family also died of illness after the Chinese New Year.
Yu Shuangxi's property was about to fall to his eldest daughter-in-law, who had a foreign surname. Of course, Yu Shuangxi was not happy about it. He went to the village chief many times to make trouble, but the village chief refuted it in the name of village and family rules, saying that he was Yu Shuangxi.
Shuangxi couldn't even enter the ancestral hall. The eldest daughter-in-law had given birth to two girls for the Yu family and had already entered the Yu family's ancestral hall. This forced him to have murderous intentions.
Pan Zhuqing had no interest in their grievances, and he didn't want to waste time arguing with him about principles such as "every injustice has its owner," "children are innocent," and "little girls are untouchable."
This guy is bound to die anyway, so it’s not too late for King Yama to educate him on these principles. “Second question, how did you get away with it?”
"I...I..." This question made Yu Shuangxi really embarrassed. Even if he surrendered himself, he still had to think about the future life of his wife and children.
Pan Zhuqing was very impatient, squinted his eyes and said coldly: "It's getting late, don't waste time. The children are going to bed."
Hearing the other party mention the child, Yu Shuangxi's defenses were defeated again: "Master Qian... helped me win the land and property. I sold half of the land I got and gave it all to Master Qian..."
Pan Zhuqing chuckled, as if all this was expected by him. "The last question..." He dusted off his raincoat and asked casually: "Do you want to die alone, or are you going to be buried with the whole family?"
Although the emperor was a man with a somewhat impatient temperament, he was extremely tolerant and gentle towards the woman he liked. The prerequisite was that he liked her, for example, the Concubine Ke who was accompanying him at this time.
Her youth and beauty are her most basic advantages. But what satisfies him the most is that the imperial concubine herself is not a noble person. Coupled with the humble and contented and pitiful expression of her, Shi Zhao makes him even more satisfied.
Can't stop.
Therefore, he dotes on her and loves her, and even if he is upset, he is reluctant to take it out on her.
Seeing that the emperor did not show any rejection of her, Concubine Ke backed away and boldly came closer. "What's wrong with you, Your Majesty? Who made you unhappy?"
The emperor pointed to the memorials scattered on the ground angrily: "See for yourself."
She quickly glanced at the official seal on the memorial and the full page of vigorous and familiar handwriting. Her eyes trembled slightly like jade on a plate, and then she said nonchalantly: "I don't want to read it."
"Why don't you look?" Seeing that no one was around, the emperor simply held her in his arms, letting the warm fragrance and warm jade relieve his irritability and anger at the moment.
Concubine Ke said coquettishly: "I am a womanly woman. She just hides behind her husband and takes care of her husband and raises her children. Don't look at these things, it will stain your eyes."
The emperor felt very relieved after hearing this. Being an emperor was too tiring, and the feeling of being a husband made him more relaxed and comfortable. Then he pinched her pink nose and pretended to be angry and said: "Yes, if the sky falls, I have such an old bone anyway."
Come on, you women, just eat, drink and dress up."
Concubine Ke immediately turned her head and said seriously: "With an emperor like my husband here, the sky cannot fall."
Even though the emperor knew that her words were just flattery, he still smiled and said: "My dear concubine, you are really my lovely son."
Seemingly casually, she muttered softly: "My dear? Aren't you a vixen?" Today, while taking shelter from the rain under the pavilion of the Imperial Garden, Concubine Zhuang and her confidant maids walked past a vixen surnamed Ke muttering, but she heard it.
In the ears, in the heart.
The emperor turned her around to face him and asked, "What are you talking about?"
She laughed a little awkwardly, and then said with that humble expression and tone: "Isn't it true? An orphan like me with no father, no mother, no brothers and sisters, I don't know where I jumped out of the crack of the stone.
I can't compare to other people's daughters. I have been held in the palms of my parents and brothers since I was a child. Now I am favored by the emperor and treats me like a jewel. I also have a lovely and smart prince who treats me as his own mother. Sometimes even I feel embarrassed.
I wonder if I am the reincarnation of a vixen. Otherwise, how could I have such a good fortune?" (To be continued)