He's obviously talking nicely, but well, he's not really talking at all.
But to be fair, Fang Chengyu's method of coercion and inducement is not excessive in terms of torture.
They would do the same thing in other situations.
The only thing that's too much is Fang Chengyu's status as a sufferer and a commoner.
But this was too much to bear, and the prefect acquiesced.
Unexpectedly, the torture was enough to extract confessions, and people were actually killed.
The blood is still flowing out, and the person who was talking just now is dead.
Right under the eyes of these officials, he was killed by a young man with a knife.
Song Yunping on the side screamed.
The officials who were sitting all stood up, all looking horrified.
Fang Yuxiu stretched out her hand to cover her mouth to stifle the scream, her eyes widened and she was covered in cold sweat.
Mrs. Fang also looked shocked.
No one thought that Fang Chengyu would kill someone, including herself who shouted to be killed.
She yelled out out of necessity. Of course she wanted Magistrate Li to die, because if she died, she would never be able to speak again.
If she were standing there by herself, she would definitely take action.
But, Chengyu...
Her Chengyu, who has just turned fourteen, has been ill for nearly ten years and has been trapped at home like a prisoner for ten years.
She didn't expect that he would do it so neatly, just like her hands.
No, it's more flexible than her hands.
She had just made up her mind and he had already done it.
With such a grandson, she has nothing to worry about.
She always thought that the grandson God gave her was a hardship, but it turned out to be a gift and a treasure.
Old Mrs. Fang's tears suddenly burst out of her eyes.
"Chengyu." She shouted and staggered towards him.
Fang Chengyu took a few steps to help her. He still had a knife in his hand and blood was spattered on his body and face.
Mrs. Fang hugged Fang Chengyu and cried loudly.
The soldiers held swords and stood in front of the officials to protect them.
"Bold, bold, you dare to commit murder." The officials shouted, "Take it down."
The soldiers did not move, which made the officials who shouted these words a little embarrassed. They looked at Magistrate Ma.
Of course, Magistrate Ma is no longer sitting.
"How can you just kill someone?" he said.
This was the first thing he said after coming in. Although it sounded like a question, his tone was calm and there was not even a trace of anger.
Not to mention angrily yelling at the soldiers to arrest people.
Fang Chengyu held the knife in one hand and patted Mrs. Fang with the other.
"Grandma, don't be sad. He admitted it, and I killed my enemies on behalf of my grandfather and father." He said with a sad and angry voice.
Upon hearing Magistrate Ma's inquiry, he helped old Mrs. Fang away and knelt down, looking up with tears streaming down her face, looking devastated.
"My lord," he cried.
This sudden change shocked the officials.
It was clear that he had been tortured to extract confessions and even killed with a knife, and there was still hot blood on his face and body, which was frightening, but suddenly he turned into a pitiful child again.
There is no excessive reminder of the change.
"Sir, I really hate the third generation of our Fang family. How many people in my family have he killed? My God, I will finally open my eyes today." Fang Chengyu cried with a heart-breaking voice, kneeling and taking a few steps forward.
Because he was still holding the knife in his hand and it was still stained with blood, the officials couldn't help but step back nervously.
This seems like excessive grief and madness.
You have already killed one person in a violent rage, and it will be bad if you start killing people indiscriminately again.
"Take off his knife."
"Take off his knife."
The officials shouted one after another, and some people blocked Magistrate Ma.
The scene was once again chaotic. This time, without waiting for Magistrate Ma to speak, the soldiers took Fang Chengyu's knife away without embarrassing him.
Magistrate Ma did not panic, pushed everyone aside and took a few steps forward.
"You have grievances, and people caught them, and they didn't stop you from speaking out." He said in a calm voice, "You also said it. You know the laws of the country and the rules of the country, and you know what the laws of the country are. Why do you still want to set up the country?"
Ignore the law and commit murder yourself?"
Fang Chengyu cried and kowtowed.
"I know the laws of the country." He raised his head, "But after more than ten years of hatred, the tragic death of my grandfather and father, and my ten years of illness, I can't tolerate such evil people. I only want to kill my enemies with my own hands.
Even if I eat their flesh and drink their blood, it will not dispel the hatred in my heart."
As he spoke, he suddenly turned around, knelt down and rushed towards the dead Magistrate Li, who was still tied to the execution stake.
His expression was twisted and crazy, with tears and blood on his face. He stretched out his hands and opened his mouth, looking like he really wanted to eat people.
Song Yunping, who was next to County Magistrate Li, screamed again.
"Stop him, stop him." The officials also shouted.
Mrs. Fang had already rushed over first and hugged Fang Chengyu.
"Chengyu, we have taken revenge. We have taken revenge on your grandfather and father," she cried.
Fang Yuxiu also rushed over at this time.
The cries of the woman in the cell suddenly became a mass.
Seeing this scene, the soldiers did not try to pull Fang Chengyu back, and the officials also frowned and felt very annoyed.
"I just said that the victim cannot be allowed to participate in the interrogation. There is no sense in this hatred." Someone shook his head and said.
"Now that someone has been killed, how do you explain it?" someone also asked.
"Yes, such a big case has stirred up two groups of soldiers, making it seem like a major rebellion. Now the criminal has died without being interrogated. How can I explain it?"
Such discussions became more frequent.
Magistrate Ma turned his head to look at them, and the discussion stopped.
"How to explain?" He said, "Two groups of troops were mobilized, and the blood feud lasted for more than ten years, killing nearly three people. The personal and material evidence are all conclusive. Can't the criminal commit suicide out of fear of crime?"
The officials present were startled.
Is this okay?
Magistrate Ma pointed to the three grandfathers and grandsons who were hugging each other on the ground and crying bitterly.
"Look at the three generations of father, son, and grandson. It's so miserable." He said, "Who would have thought that someone would plot against me behind my back like this for more than ten years. It makes me feel sick just thinking about it."
After saying that, he looked at the dead Magistrate Li again.
"Such a wicked person." He snorted coldly, "He deserved his death. Even if this child hadn't made a move, my Shangfang sword could have killed him."
After saying that, he rolled his sleeves.
"Put Song Yunping in prison to be beheaded."
After that, he strode out.
The officials looked at each other.
That’s okay too.
"Okay, that's fine, so what does this mean?" someone whispered.
That naturally means that they responded to the Fang family's request and mobilized troops and troops.
Since I agreed at that time, I naturally wanted to send Buddha to the west so that the Fang family could have a good time.
The officials all understood and had to follow suit, but some still frowned.
It doesn't seem right.
Did he really kill someone because of a blood feud?
Looking back on the conversation just now, it seemed that Magistrate Li was about to say something, and then...
"Kill him."
the old lady screamed.
Then, the young man raised the knife and dropped it.
He looked back at his grandfather and grandson who were still crying.
The white hair is withered and the face is wrinkled, the black hair is tender and the face is childish, and crying is the most unbearable scene.
But at the same time, they are also the owners of Shanxi's wealthy Deshengchang, whose bank accounts are all over the world.
Who in the world is lucky enough not to be a ruthless person who kills people and sets fire to a golden belt?
It is obvious that County Magistrate Li was indeed plotting against the Fang family, and the reason was that he had a glimpse of the Fang family's secrets. This secret must be the reason for the Fang family's fortune, and the Fang family cannot tell anyone about this secret.
Blood feud is one thing, killing people and silencing them is also another thing.
Didn't anyone notice it?
The official looked around again, and then looked at Magistrate Ma who was striding ahead.
Come on, let's see who is stupider among these people. You'd be damned if you didn't notice.
No one said anything, so why should he come forward? The person who died was not his father.
He coughed lightly, smoothed his brow and hurriedly followed.
The officials left, and the soldiers collected Magistrate Li's body and set up Song Yunping.
"It's none of my business. I was ordered by Li Changhong."
Now that County Magistrate Li is dead, all the blame can be placed on him, Song Yunping shouted hysterically.
Soon the soldiers left, Song Yunping's voice gradually faded away, and the coldness returned to the prison.
Fang Chengyu raised his head, his crying stopped with tears remaining on his face, and his expression became calm.
"Second grandmother, there's no need to cry," he said, "it's time for us to laugh."
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Thanks to the green vegetable bookworm, the flowers on the other side are blooming and it is hurt to reward him with his jade.
It’s Wednesday, love everyone O(∩_∩)O(To be continued)