[69 Book Bar - www.] Ling Feng put on the dark blue python official uniform and sat in the court again. When people heard that there were new developments in the Anning Village murder case and the death of Lu Zhongshan, they came to watch one after another.
The outside of the hall was full of people who came to watch the trial. When they saw Lu Changchun kneeling in the hall looking lost, they couldn't help but talk about it. No one knew what happened?
Ling Feng patted the hall and said: "Bring Liu Peirong, the citizen girl, to the hall!"
Liu Peirong was summoned to the court. When she saw Lu Changchun kneeling in the hall, his face expressionless, as if his soul had left his body, she couldn't help but be a little surprised and said: "Mr., what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Why do you look so expressionless?
So ugly?”
Lu Changchun turned away, not having the nerve to look at her again, and just said coldly: "Leave me alone!"
Ling Feng said loudly: "Lu Changchun, look at how your wife Liu Peirong treats you. She cares about you and cares about you, but you! You want her to die! You want her to be your scapegoat.
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Liu Peirong didn't know why, she couldn't help but frowned and asked: "Sir, what do you mean by this?"
"What do you mean?" Ling Feng stood up suddenly, pointed at Lu Changchun, and shouted: "Ask him!"
Liu Peirong turned to look at Lu Changchun and said anxiously: "Changchun, what do you mean by what you just said? What kind of scapegoat? I don't understand."
Lu Changchun didn't have the courage to look up at Liu Peirong again, lowered his head and apologized: "I'm sorry for you!"
Lu Changchun's sorry words made Liu Peirong even more puzzled. She grabbed Lu Changchun's arm and said anxiously: "What on earth is going on? Changchun, please tell me!"
"I..." Lu Changchun hesitated. He couldn't think of how to say it. So many people in the hall were looking at him. He couldn't imagine that everyone knew that he was the real murderer of the Anning Village murder case.
What kind of eyes would they use to look at him?
"You dare not say it? Then let someone else say it for you!" Ling Feng shouted: "Feng Qian, tell me all the crimes Lu Changchun committed."
"Sir, don't..." Lu Changchun was a little panicked. He is a person who cherishes face. Now that people know that he is the real culprit in all cases, where should he put his face?
"It's your lord." Feng Qian ignored him and continued: "The prisoner Lu Changchun killed his father Lu Zhongshan first, and then killed Xiao Er, the clerk of Jishitang, to silence him. After the prefect understood his crime, he cleverly used a clever trick to pretend that he
Xiao Er survived and was recuperating in Yizhuang. After learning the news, Lu Changchun went to Yizhuang with a knife to kill again, but was caught red-handed."
After Feng Qian finished speaking, the audience outside the hall was panicked. Obviously no one believed that Lu Changchun was the murderer of his father. It can be seen that people only believe what they see in front of them and do not know the truth of blindness.
Liu Peirong also looked at Lu Changchun in surprise, and couldn't help shouting: "Sir, Changchun doesn't know how to kill people. You must be mistaken!"
Ling Feng said coldly: "Lu Changchun, look how much your wife Liu Peirong trusts you! And you, not only do you not believe her, but you also slander her and let her take the blame for you. What do you think?
Bear it! Don’t you feel ashamed in your heart?”
Lu Changchun still lowered his head. He didn't have the courage to admit it. He just lowered his head like an ostrich, thinking that if he stuck his head into the sand, others wouldn't be able to see him.
"Sir, you must be mistaken. Changchun doesn't know how to kill people. His hands will shake even when he kills a chicken. It can't be him, it can't be..." Liu Peirong shook her head again and again, and she could see that she was really worried.
I love Lu Changchun and have always believed in him.
Ling Feng patted the gavel and shouted: "Lu Changchun! Are you still unwilling to admit what happened now? You will really have to torture you before you are willing to admit everything?"
Liu Peirong pulled Lu Changchun's arm and persuaded: "Changchun, do you have something to hide? If you have something, tell it quickly, or else..."
Lu Changchun smiled bitterly and interrupted: "Pei Rong, you don't need to say anything. It's me. I did everything. I killed father, and I also killed Xiao Er."
"Ah..." Not only Liu Peirong but also everyone in the hall was shocked. They all looked at Lu Changchun strangely. Obviously they all had objections to this.
"You are finally willing to admit it." Ling Feng said sternly: "Lu Zhongshan is still your father no matter what, but you are still a man who has read the books of saints and sages. How can you do this!"
Lu Changchun shook his head repeatedly and said: "No, I didn't mean to kill my father. It was just an accident. It was really just an accident. I had a dispute with my father that day. I didn't expect that he would die with just one push."
I really didn’t mean it…”
Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "You said it was an accident? Then tell me the whole story. Why did you suddenly have a dispute with your father? What was the reason?"
Lu Changchun let out a long sigh and blamed himself: "It's all my fault. If it weren't for my obsession, I wouldn't be obsessed with gambling. If it weren't for my anger, I wouldn't touch my family's heirlooms. If it weren't for me,
If you want to use my family heirloom as a pawn, my father will not be angry, there will be no disputes between us, and I will not kill my father."
Ling Feng asked loudly: "Then let me ask you, when did you become obsessed with gambling? Don't you know that gambling is as fierce as a tiger? Is someone deliberately encouraging you?"
"Actually, this is what happened." Lu Changchun began to recall what happened.
Probably a few months ago, Lu Changchun had just gotten married to Liu Peirong. He was going to take some calligraphy and paintings he had written at home to a famous painting boat on the street in exchange for some silver coins. Before leaving, he smiled slightly at Liu Peirong and said: "Madam,
I'm leaving, I hope these calligraphy and paintings can be sold at a good price."
Liu Peirong nodded and smiled: "Yes, I will definitely do it. My husband, please remember to come back earlier. I will prepare a meal and wait for you at home."
"Don't worry, after I sell these calligraphy and paintings, I will definitely come back early." Lu Changchun gently caressed Liu Peirong's face. When he saw that there was no embellishment on Liu Peirong's beautiful bun, he couldn't help but blame himself.
He said: "Madam, I have made you suffer. I have never bought you a decent headdress. After I sell these calligraphy and paintings, I will definitely buy a golden hairpin for you to wear."
Liu Peirong smiled slightly, shook her head and said: "No, I don't need any decent headdress, nor any golden hairpin. Your love is enough for me. As for the money we get from selling calligraphy and paintings, we'd better save money."
We can do some small business after we come down."
"Okay, I listen to you, madam, I'm leaving." After Yiyi said goodbye, Lu Changchun strode out of the Lu family's door with a roll of calligraphy and painting.
Finally arrived at the painting boat. After repeated discussions with the boss, he sold so many calligraphy and paintings for 30 taels of silver. Although it was not a lot, he was very happy. When he took the earned taels of silver with joy, he was about to go home.
When I was there, I suddenly met Xiao Er, a man from Jishitang who was on his way to Minghao Gambling House.