The Female Assistant of Wei Yuyan Shuangfei

Xie Shuting's words were suggestive, but she couldn't help but laugh as soon as she finished speaking. She felt as if the words were spoken to her.

Seeing his young lady laughing inexplicably, Lian Xi was even more frightened. But because they were on the street, he didn't dare to verify his doubts.

A large group of people followed Xie Tingwen to the execution platform, and Cao Zhen was very tactful and arranged for someone to invite Sun Cheng over early.

In ancient times, the county government had a standard procedure for hearing cases. It was not that the county magistrate could hear and judge cases alone. Either the county magistrate or the head of the Ministry of Justice had to be present.

This practice is also to prevent the county magistrate from having the final say during the trial and making wrongful convictions.

Now that Laigu County has no county magistrate, Sun Cheng, who is the head of the Criminal Court, naturally needs to step forward.

Xie Tingwen had just sat down when he saw Sun Cheng being carried over by two yamen runners. It was because he couldn't run, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a miserable state.

"Your humble servant greets...Your Excellency!" Sun Cheng said breathlessly, bowing his head and saluting.

"Master Sun is in a hurry, please take a rest for a while and wait for me to hear the case."

As Xie Tingwen spoke, he angrily slammed the gavel and said, "Bring the criminals forward."

More than a dozen prisoners were taken to the execution platform by the bailiffs, and at the same time, there was a torrent of abuse and accusations from the audience.

"You are such a heartless bunch, you are really committing evil!"

"Heaven deserves to be struck by lightning. If it weren't for Master Xie, I'm afraid a lot of people would have been harmed again."

"Kill them, beat them to death."

"It would be too easy for them to be beaten to death. I think they should be executed by lingchi."

"Yes! Lingchi, Lingchi, Lingchi."

Instantly! The people in the audience reached a unified tone, shouting for the prisoner to be tortured to death. Seeing the people's condemnation, the faces of the prisoners were touched at this moment.

Since the prisoner had his back to Xie Tingmin, he did not notice anything unusual.

Seeing the public outcry below the stage, Xie Tingwen immediately slammed the gavel and said, "Silence."

Upon hearing this, the yamen runner shouted: "Mighty... Powerful."

The noisy crowd suddenly became silent. Xie Tingwen nodded with satisfaction and then looked at the prisoner kneeling on the execution platform.

"Turn around." Xie Tingwen said in a deep voice.

Xie Shuting, who was lying on the stand, looked at the prisoners who looked like they had lost their parents. She smiled knowingly and said, "Don't you know that God is watching what you do?"

Lian Xi, who was standing by, heard this and asked nervously, "Miss! What are you talking about?"

Xie Shuting looked at the innocent Lian Xi beside her and asked softly, "Xi'er! Do you believe in ghosts and gods?"

"Miss! This must be true. Otherwise, why would there be the Eighteen Levels of Hell and the Naihe Bridge in the opera script?" Lian Xi glanced at the corpse in the distance while speaking and could not help but shuddering.

"Since you believe it, everyone here will believe it."

When Xie Shuting said this, her expression changed slightly as she looked at the prisoners on the execution platform and said, "After this incident, they will believe it even more."

Lian Xi looked towards the execution platform with some confusion. Although she did not understand the deeper meaning of the young lady's words, when she saw the young lady's deep gaze, she knew that these people were going to suffer.

In the stands, Xie Tingwen looked at every prisoner with a sharp gaze.

All that was heard was his majestic voice echoing in the air: "The crimes you have committed are beyond the reach of justice. Today, I will severely punish all the evildoers in accordance with the Great Song Law to comfort the people."

The prisoners trembled, bowed their heads and kept silent. One of them secretly looked up at Xie Tingwen, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

This person was the gangster who spoke first.

He knew what was waiting for them next, and he only hoped that Xie Tingwen would keep his promise and give him a quick death.

Xie Tingwen naturally understood the prisoner's thoughts, and then asked sternly: "Do you have any objection?"

The people were a little confused, but now that there were witnesses and evidence, there was no need to ask any questions, just kill him.

However, Xie Tingwen understood that killing people was easy, but to eliminate the lawless intentions of those bandits, they needed thundering means to deter them, and what he saw now was exactly what he needed.

The prisoner hesitated for a moment, glanced at his brothers kneeling beside him, his heart sank, and he kowtowed rapidly, confessing everything in a crying voice.

"Sir! There are witnesses and evidences for what happened today, and I have no way to refute it. Now I am willing to explain the origins of the other children. I do not ask for your forgiveness, but I ask you to give me a quick death!"

"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place!"

Xie Tingwen snorted coldly, looked at Sun Cheng and said, "Master Sun! Ask her to explain the details."

"Yes!" Sun Cheng cupped his hands and replied.

Two yamen runners escorted the prisoner to all the children. Sun Cheng numbered the children in advance and then led the prisoner to identify them.

After the prisoner scanned the children's faces one by one, he also explained the children's hometowns clearly.

But most of them only explained where the children were intercepted from, and could not tell any finer details, after all, there were too many people.

Sun Cheng put away his brush, raised his eyes and asked, "Anything else?"

"My Lord! That's all. I only remember their approximate locations."

When the yamen runner at the side saw Sun Cheng nod, he took the man back to the execution platform, and he took the collected manuscripts and handed them to Xie Tingwen.

Looking at the place of origin written on the paper, veins popped up on Xie Tingwen's face. He angrily slammed the gavel and said, "How dare you do this in Bianjing."

"Sir! Those two in Bianjing were done by my elder brother himself, we had no idea."

Xie Shuting gestured to Cao Zhen in confusion, and seeing that Xie Tingwen did not object, she took the rice paper and went to the other side of the stands.

At this moment, the people also noticed this detail. They just thought that Miss Xie was a little curious and didn't think much about it.

However, after Xie Shuting took the rice paper, she only took a glance and knew why Xie Tingwen was angry.

On the rice paper were code names for Zhao Fangyu and Zhao Fanghao. Someone wrote the word "Bianjing" under their hometowns, and there were no other details.

Bian Jing is the emperor's surname. If you don't say that he is related to the royal family, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

As the atmosphere at the scene suddenly grew colder, Sun Cheng completed transcribing the confession through the oral narration of the yamen runners and came in front of the prisoner.

"Look, is this right?" Sun Cheng asked coldly.

Now that he had confessed everything, he didn't care about the contents of his confession at all and just put his fingerprints on it.

Sun Cheng dragged his confession and walked past all the prisoners one by one. Except for the person who confessed first, the others still put on an arrogant look and were not moved at all.

Sun Cheng was not angry. After stamping the seal of the Criminal Court on the confession, he handed it to the bailiff and presented it to Xie Tingmin.

The current situation had already been predicted by Xie Shuting in advance. She made this scene in order to prevent the case from being obstructed.

As the saying goes, public opinion cannot be violated, and all case trial procedures must give way to public opinion. Moreover, the crimes committed by these people are ironclad facts.