Doting on your wife to no end: The evil regent is reborn and is too clingy

Zhao Guangbo looked at the current situation, his heart beating hard.

Tell the truth--

The Cheng family is powerful, and after these two thieves show off their power, even if they can temporarily force the magistrate to nod, when they leave and the imprisoned ones are released, the Cheng family and the magistrate will take today's revenge on themselves.

It doesn't matter if you die, your parents and sister...

If you tell lies——

There are many students in Chunshan Academy, and only one of them can speak well. Although Yang Qian is young, he is a rare like-minded person.

After reading the books of sages for so many years, he turned a blind eye when his friends were in trouble, and he was already ashamed.

Now that I finally have the opportunity to identify my enemy in public, do I have to stand by and watch?

On one side are the living parents, on the other side are the dead friends.

Which is more important, filial piety or righteousness?

The difficulty of choosing is that no matter what you choose, it will be wrong.

Zhao Guangbo struggled fiercely in his heart and did not speak.

Shen Yangui and Mo Chengying were not in a hurry, but as the day went by, the people outside the hall eagerly awaited a result, and some couldn't help but urge.

——"How many people are Zhao Xiucai?"

——"What exactly did you see that day?"

——"Tell me! Why did Xiao Yang Xiucai disappear?"

When everyone's attention was focused on the front, the magistrate secretly gestured to the master, and the master tiptoed and quietly retreated into the back hall.

He went to the backyard and summoned all the yamen servants, handymen, and all men in the yamen.

He also sent people to search for the city gate and asked him to lead troops.

Just as this group of people was planning in this way to surround the court and rescue their magistrate, the Yamen's Denwen drum was beaten.

The neighbors told the Yang family that the Yamen was trying his son's case, so he came here with his body injured.

Mo Chengying was stunned:

"Who is here? What is the matter?"

Yang's father knelt down and bowed, and announced his family name, "Firstly, the common people want to accuse the Cheng family's son of murdering my five-year-old daughter and twelve-year-old son. Secondly, they want to sue Pingwu County Magistrate for shielding the murderer and instructing the government officials to maliciously injure the common people."

"Nonsense!"

The magistrate raised his head and retorted in a high-pitched voice, "When a citizen accuses an official, it is like a son killing his father. According to the law of Daxia, he will be flogged for fifty years first, and then I will carry out the punishment according to the law. What's wrong with that?"

Logically speaking, as the regent, Mo Chengying should not attack the magistrate in public in order to protect the face of the court, even if he made his identity clear.

But he was used to being lawless. He glanced at the gavel in his hand and slapped the magistrate on the head.

"Which year did you become a Jinshi? How did you pass the Mingfa Department?"

The magistrate was hit so hard that his head hit the edge of the desk, then he fell back and hit the wall with the back of his head. He rolled and fell to the side.

My head rolled like this and turned into a ball of paste.

Mo Chengying put one foot on the chair, looked at him sideways, and said the most rigorous and irrefutable words in the most carefree tone.

"Our Daxia law has never prevented people from suing officials. 'People sue officials and get fifty floggings.' It is a case of overstepping the level of litigation. But even if it is a case of overstepping level, if it is because the local officials in the county ignore the grievances within their jurisdiction. As a result, the one who deserves to be flogged is this indifferent parent."

"As the magistrate of Pingwu County, you distort the law and deceive your superiors and subordinates. How can you have the face to say 'what's wrong with you'? Huh?"

The magistrate's hat had fallen off, his hair was messy, and there was blood on his forehead. He sat on the ground and looked at this man who was the same as him in promoting the law. He knew that he couldn't afford to offend him, not only because of his skills, but also because of his identity.

"Who are you?"

"You knew it when you did." Mo Chengying looked at Father Yang, "Since you are suing, do you have any evidence?"

Father Yang told the truth everything he knew and presented the evidence he could provide.

Zhao Guangbo kowtowed heavily, looked at Shen Yangui, stretched out his hand and said loudly:

"It's them!"

How can a person who understands the law and order be a thief?

After Zhao Guangbo figured it out, he pointed at the child of the Cheng family at Shen Yangui's feet and reiterated: "It's him!"

"Young Master Cheng has always been domineering in the academy. Not only Yang Qian, but also poor students like us. After entering the academy, we have to wash, sweep, and do all kinds of menial work for the young masters of these wealthy families to compensate for the tuition and meals. , the cost of clothing.”

When the people heard this, they were indignant.

Families that are willing to send their children to school, no matter how poor they are, will not let their sons and daughters do menial work. They never expect that the children they take good care of at home will have to work as cows and horses for others when they enter college.

--"how so?"

——"Does the master of the academy not care about it? Mr. Cheng is a local scholar, and the dean of the academy also turns a blind eye?"

"No matter! Master, why don't you care?"

Zhao Guangbo opened his mouth and wanted to explain the matter clearly at once, "Without the partial control of these masters, how could today's situation be caused?"

"If we don't tell the academy, we will just have to endure the bullying from these noble gentlemen. If we tell the academy, the academy will say that we caused trouble first. We are punished by being punished by copying and standing without food and drink."

He stood up, opened his collar with both hands, took off his shirt, and turned his back to everyone. His exposed upper body was covered in bruises and bruises.

"It's common to close a darkroom and ask for hospital rules."

"In their eyes, they only have gold and silver official positions. If something goes wrong, it will always be their poor background that is at fault."

Only then did everyone realize that the unreachable Chunshan Academy turned out to be a purgatory on earth.

Some people are grateful that their children were not selected because they were not smart enough, while others lament that they did not expect their children to suffer like this every day.

People outside the hall raised their arms and shouted, requesting the death penalty for the children of the Cheng family.

The children of the Cheng family were confident, "They are useless, and I didn't tie their hands and feet. They are willing to be beaten and die! What does it have to do with me?"

His arrogance will undoubtedly arouse public outrage, so Fan Jian reminded him in a low voice: "Master Cheng, please stop saying a few words."

Mo Chengying slapped the scarecrow, the killing stick fell on the magistrate's shoulder, and asked:

"How does the magistrate think this should be punished?"

The magistrate is naturally a dead Taoist friend but not a poor Taoist. He glanced at the wooden stick on his shoulder.

"Killing for life deserves the death penalty."

"it is good!"

Mo Chengying took out a command arrow and threw it down the hall, "The county magistrate has spoken. The children of the Cheng family and five students brutally killed their classmates, and they should be punished with death! They are now imprisoned and will be executed in public at noon tomorrow!"

The people applauded.

The detectives immediately arrested the other five people.

"Wait a minute—"

A voice came from outside the crowd.

In addition to the engineer, there were two rows of servants following behind.

There was a hint of doubt in Shen Yangui's eyes. She didn't expect Cheng Yijin to come with Cheng Yuanwai.

"You are a bold thief who dares to threaten the magistrate and arbitrarily orders the death of innocent people. Do you want to rebel?"

Telling lies with open eyes like this and defending that little evil obstacle, you don't need to ask to know that this is the cunning member of the Cheng family who committed the crime.

Dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, and animals beget animals.

The child of the Cheng family deserved to die, and the parents who raised such evil deeds did not deserve to live. He came at just the right time!

Mo Chengying played with the gavel and took some time to relax and said: "If your son commits a capital crime, he will naturally be sentenced to death."

As soon as the Cheng family's son saw his father, he immediately shouted:

"Dad! Dad! Help me!"

Cheng Yuanwai looked at his son who was trampled on the ground, feeling heartbroken and said, "Don't be afraid, Lin'er, daddy is here."

He glared at Shen Yangui angrily, then looked at the magistrate - and found that the person sitting under the mirror was not the magistrate, so he tilted his fist to the side and said to the magistrate:

"A public trial cannot be separated from the law. I have a law and do not kill children under the age of twelve. My son is only eleven years old this year. Don't say that he didn't kill someone. Even if he did, you can't sentence him to death!"