Jun Jiuling

Everything happened so suddenly.

Obviously speaking well, well, not really talking well.

But in all fairness, Fang Chengyu's method of coercion and temptation is not too much in terms of torture.

Instead they will do the same.

The only thing that is too much is Fang Chengyu's identity, a sufferer and a commoner.

But I can bear it, who let the magistrate acquiesce.

I didn't expect that the torture was nothing more than extorting a confession, and even killed the person.

The blood is still flowing, and the person who was talking just now is dead.

Just under the eyes of these officials, he was killed by a boy with a knife.

Song Yunping on the side screamed.

The officials who had been sitting stood up, each with a horrified expression.

Fang Yuxiu covered her mouth with her hand to stop the screaming, her eyes widened in cold sweat.

Old lady Fang also looked shocked.

No one thought that Fang Chengyu would kill someone, including herself who called out to be killed.

She yelled out in a hurry, and of course she wanted Magistrate Li to die, because after death, she would never be able to speak.

If she was standing there by herself, she would definitely do it too.

But, Seung Woo....

Her Cheng Yu, who has just turned fourteen, has been ill for nearly ten years and has been imprisoned at home for ten years.

She didn't expect him to do it so neatly, just like her hands.

No, more nimble than her hands.

As soon as she made up her mind, 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 suffering, but it turned out to be a gift and a treasure.

Old Madam Fang burst into tears.

"Chengyu." She shouted and staggered forward.

Fang Chengyu took a few steps to support her. He still held a knife in his hand, and his face was splashed with blood.

Old lady Fang cried loudly while hugging Fang Chengyu.

Soldiers held swords and stood in front of the officials to guard them.

"Bold, bold, dare to commit murder." The officials shouted, "Take it down."

The soldiers did not move, which made the officials who shouted this a little embarrassed, and they looked at Ma Zhifu.

Of course Ma Zhifu is no longer sitting down.

"How can you just kill someone?" he said.

This was the first sentence he said after he came in. Although it sounded like a question, his tone was flat, without even a trace of anger.

Not to mention aggressively yelling at the soldiers to arrest people.

Fang Chengyu held the knife in one hand, and patted old lady Fang with the other.

"Grandma, don't be sad, he admitted it, and I killed the enemy for my grandfather and father." He said in a sad and angry voice.

Hearing Ma Zhifu's inquiry, he helped the old lady Fang and knelt down, raising her head with tears streaming down her face with a distraught expression.

"My lord," he cried.

The sudden turn of events startled the officials.

It was obvious that he had been extorting confessions by torture and even killing people with a knife just now, with hot blood on his face and body, scaring people to death, and suddenly he turned into a pitiful child again.

The transformation is not overly mindful either.

"My lord, I really hate the three generations of my Fang family, how many people he killed in my family, my God, I will finally open my eyes today." Fang Chengyu cried hissingly, kneeling and taking a few steps forward.

Because he was still holding the knife in his hand, and the knife was still stained with blood, the officials couldn't help but take a few steps back nervously.

It seemed maddened by the excesses of grief.

He has already killed one person violently, and it would be bad to kill another violently.

"Take his knife."

"Take his knife."

The officials shouted one after another, and someone blocked Ma Zhifu.

The scene was chaotic again, this time without waiting for Ma Zhifu to speak, the soldiers took the initiative to take Fang Chengyu's knife, but did not make things difficult for him.

Ma Zhifu didn't panic, he pushed everyone away and stepped forward.

"You have grievances to talk about grievances, and people caught them, and they didn't stop you from talking about them." He said flatly, "You said it too, you know the laws of the country and the rules of the country, and you know what the laws of the country are. Disregarding the law and committing the crime of murder?"

Fang Chengyu cried and kowtowed.

"I know the laws of the country." He raised his head, "But the enmity accumulated for more than ten years, the tragic death of my grandfather and father, and my ten years of illness, I can't tolerate such wicked people. Eating his flesh and drinking his blood, this is hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart."

As he said that, he turned around sharply, and while kneeling, he rushed towards the dead Magistrate Li who was still tied to the punishment post.

His expression was twisted and crazy, tears and blood were mixed on his face, and his mouth was stretched out, 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 hurriedly shouted.

Old lady Fang had already rushed over and hugged Fang Chengyu.

"Chengyu, we took revenge. We took revenge on your grandfather and father." She cried.

Fang Yuxiu also rushed over at this time.

The cries of women in the cell suddenly stirred up.

Seeing that the soldiers did not pull Fang Chengyu again, the officials also frowned in annoyance.

"I just said that the sufferer should not be allowed to participate in the interrogation. How can there be any reason for such a hateful person." Someone shook his head and said.

"Now that someone has been killed, how can I explain it?" someone asked.

"That's right, such a big case has alarmed two groups of soldiers and horses. It's like a major conspiracy. Now the criminal died without interrogation. How can I explain it?"

There are more and more discussions like this.

Ma Zhifu turned his head to look at them, and the discussion stopped.

"How to explain?" He said, "Two groups of soldiers were mobilized, and nearly three people were killed in a blood feud for more than ten years. There are all witnesses and evidences. Can't the criminal commit suicide in fear of crime?"

The officials present were startled.

Is that all right?

Ma Zhifu pointed to the three grandparents and grandchildren who were crying together on the ground.

"Look, three generations of father, son and grandson, it's really tragic." He said, "Who would have thought that someone would plot against him behind his back like this, for more than ten years, it's chilling to think about it."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the dead magistrate Li again.

"Such a villain." He snorted coldly, "There is more than enough time for death, even if this child hadn't made a move, my Shang Fang sword would have killed him."

After all, he flicked his sleeves.

"Put Song Yunping in prison to be executed."

After all, he strode out.

The officials looked at each other.

This is possible too.

"Okay, that's fine, so what's the matter." Someone said in a low voice.

Naturally, that meant mobilizing troops, horses and divisions in response to the Fang family's request.

Since I agreed at that time, it is natural to send the Buddha to the west, so that the Fang family can breathe out their breath and feel happy.

The officials all understood and had to follow suit, but some people still frowned.

It doesn't seem right.

Was it really because of a blood feud that couldn't be suppressed that he killed someone?

Looking back on the conversation just now, it seems that Magistrate Li is going to say something, and then...

"kill him."

The old lady screamed.

Then, the boy raised his knife and dropped it.

He looked back at the three grandparents who were still crying.

With gray hair and wrinkled face, black hair and tender face, crying into a mess is the most unbearable scene.

But at the same time, they are the masters of De Shengchang, a rich man in Shanxi who is full of people all over the world.

Which fortune in the world is not sloppy, killing people and setting fire to the golden belt.

Obviously, County Magistrate Li did plot against the Fang family, and the reason for this was to see the secrets of the Fang family. This secret must be the reason for the Fang family's fortune, and this reason is something that the Fang family cannot tell others.

Blood feud is one aspect, killing people to silence is also another aspect.

Didn't everyone find out?

The official looked around again, and then at Zhifu Ma who was striding forward.

Come on, let's see how stupid these people are, if you don't see it, you'll be damned.

Everyone is silent, why should he stand out, the person who died is not his father.

He coughed lightly, smoothed his brows and followed quickly.

The officials left, and the soldiers picked up Li County Magistrate's body and erected Song Yunping.

"It's none of my business. I was instructed by Li Changhong."

Now that county magistrate Li is dead, all crimes can be blamed 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, the crying stopped, tears remained on his face, and his expression was calm.

"Second sister, grandma, don't cry." He said, "Now we should laugh."

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Thanks to Qingcai Shuchongzi, Bianhuahuakaixuan, and Shibi.

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