"Snapped--"

The sound of the gavel started again, and everyone fell silent.

The magistrate spoke to Zhao Guangbo with a smile, but looked at Shen Yangui, "If you accuse others of murder without evidence, you will still go to jail. Zhao Guangbo, have you thought clearly?"

Zhao Guangbo did not dare to raise his head and said:

"You villain, you villain don't dare to lie."

"Since you said they killed Yang Qian, do you have any evidence?"

Zhao Guangbo's whole body was shaking like chaff, "That day, that day after school, it was the day when the college was on vacation to visit relatives. All the classmates left the college. I left late and saw them blocking Yang Qian in the forest and robbing him of his money. .”

There was no basis for lying, and his voice became softer and softer.

The magistrate tilted half of his face and shouted, "Have you not eaten? Say something louder!"

Zhao Guangbo shook again and raised his voice, "They forced Yang Qian to kneel down. When Yang Qian refused, they punched and kicked him, broke his legs, and yelled at him for his hypocrisy and his identity. Despicable, pretending to be noble.

He said that a despicable guy like him would have to work for them in this life, and he was not worthy of taking the imperial examination. "

"...There was a mountainous area nearby where trees were being planted. They stole a shovel and forced him to dig a hole there. When they were halfway deep, they started beating him again, using the shovel...

You shovel, I shovel, you shovel, I shovel, and put the shovel against his neck, and cut it all at once..."

The shovel is not a sharp weapon and cannot cut the pipe at all.

But there were more than ten scratches on Yang Qian's neck.

"One of them picked up a chopped bamboo and said he wanted to try to see if he could pierce someone... there was so much blood, the bamboo was halfway through, and Yang Qian stopped moving..."

"Everyone has stopped moving. They also picked up big rocks. You, me, you, me, and several people took turns throwing them in his face... They said they were afraid that people would recognize them..."

The time, place, wounds, murder weapon, everything matched.

Zhao Guangbo sometimes spoke faster due to excitement and sometimes lowered his voice due to fear.

Shen Yangui looked at the children of the Cheng family. The five of them were not ashamed, but proud. They listened to others describing their sins without any regrets. They even looked at each other with smiles on their faces, full of pride.

This is not a human, he is clearly a demon in human skin!

At this moment, Shen Yangui felt that maybe Jingming was right, and some people were evil in nature.

"How do you know this?"

Zhao Guangbo sniffed, and his voice was sonorous and powerful as never before, and he said:

"seen it myself!"

He didn't lie, he saw these things with his own eyes.

He didn't say it before, not only was the county magistrate not trying him, but more importantly, he didn't dare. He was afraid of being retaliated against, and he was afraid that the shovel would cover his face and become Yang Qian's second best.

After suffering for so many days and having sleepless nights, he finally got the chance to let it out.

The county magistrate listened to the discussions of the people outside, and his brows that had been troubled for days were relieved——

After all, Yang Qian was a scholar. If the Yang family really refused to give up and moved to Beijing, they would not be able to keep their official position as magistrate.

After breakfast, the city gatekeeper hurriedly told them that they had been watching outside the inn all night. The two merchants who made trouble at the city gate yesterday secretly went to Chunshan Academy.

Then the academy sent someone to report that someone broke into the academy without permission and injured the master.

After hearing the description of Shen Yangui and Mo Chengying's appearance by the people at the city gate, especially their arrogant temperament, he immediately confirmed that they were the two who hurt him yesterday.

Together with the magistrate, they simply pinned the charges on the two merchants and sent the police officers directly to the academy.

The academy also acted swiftly and quickly arranged for Zhao Guangbo as a witness.

He is worthy of being a scholar. With this set of small words, he is said to be watertight.

Now Yang Qian's body, injuries, and murder weapon can all be made public.

Wu Zuo was also summoned for questioning.

The young master of the Cheng family was saved, someone was responsible for his life, and his political achievements this year were also settled.

The magistrate felt very beautiful when he thought about it now. He waited for Wu Zuo to finish speaking in public, and then slowly said:

"Now that the witnesses and physical evidence are all there, what else do you two have to say?"

Shen Yangui and Mo Chengying looked at each other: "This is the truth, there is nothing to say."

"You two were so cruel to my prodigy and scholar in Pingwucheng. Your methods are bad and your actions are despicable. You should be punished with death!"

The magistrate looked at his political achievements and said, "Come here! Capture these two murderers for me!"

"After three days, he will be beheaded and his head will be hung at the city gate to warn merchants who dare to cause trouble in Pingwu City. This is the fate!!"

The magistrate stood up with satisfaction and said, "Retreat!"

"Wait a minute—"

Now that the truth has been revealed, the real culprit should come out and bring justice.

Shen Yangui lifted the child of the Cheng family who was standing aside with a look of indifference on his face like a chicken, and lifted him to the middle.

"Your Majesty!"

The child of the Cheng family kicked his feet wildly in the air, "You bitch! Who gave you the courage? Put me down quickly, or I will ask my father to kill you!"

"Hmph, kill me?"

Shen Yangui let go, and as soon as the Cheng family's child stood upright, she kicked him on the back of his knees. He screamed and was forced to kowtow to the people outside the hall.

A thud.

The little head guard who was guarding the hospital was so eager that he didn't even come over, so he rushed over first.

"Bold bitch! Let Master Cheng go quickly!"

Mo Chengying folded the hand he extended, intending to stomp him to the ground, but the policemen on both sides reacted, and he threw the little head to the opposite side, causing the row of policemen on the opposite side to fall down.

Then he grabbed a killing stick, drew an arc with his arm, and touched the killing stick on the knee of the officer on the near side, and the officers on the side also fell down one after another.

The county magistrate was so scared that he hid behind the desk when he saw that more than a dozen police officers failed to gain the upper hand.

This time it was his turn to speak with a trembling voice, "Are you, are you going to rebel? Come here, blast them out - blast them out quickly -"

The magistrate is very smart. He just needs someone to take responsibility for the murder, not to turn himself into a murder case.

When he said "blow out", he was hinting to Shen Yangui and Mo Chengying: I don't want your lives, don't make trouble, get out!

"Get out? There's no rush."

Mo Chengying turned over in the air and landed next to the magistrate. He sat on the magistrate's seat, held the magistrate's neck with one hand, and said to the agents who were about to move, "Get back."

The agents looked towards the magistrate, waiting for instructions.

Mo Chengying pressed his hands hard and said, "Speak."

The magistrate rolled his eyes, coughed twice, and said unclearly:

"Back off, step back, step back."

"Zhao Guangbo, you just said, 'Several people took turns throwing rocks at Yang Qian.' How many people were there?"

Shen Yangui stepped on the Cheng family's child, glanced at Zhao Guangbo from the corner of his eye, and reminded:

"This is your only chance, think of your answer!"

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