The Record of Righteousness

It was morning, the sky was gray, dark clouds covered the sun, and it seemed that a storm was coming.

"Bring the criminal Wang Laoshi and his son to the court!"

Wang Laoshi and his son were forcibly taken into the hall by the yamen runners and knelt on the ground.

On both sides, several yamen runners holding water and fire sticks stood on both sides, with awe-inspiring momentum.

The four large characters "A clear mirror hangs high" were engraved on the hall.

Below sat a fat and greasy official with two fine beards and a pair of small eyes.

He wore a black gauze, a green robe and a jade belt, and there was a 㶉𫛶 on the official uniform. He sat in the hall with great momentum.

It was Huang Zunzhu, the magistrate of Qingping County.

The two knelt on the ground, and Wang Qing was full of doubts and frustration.

Perhaps he knew that he would be beaten if he opened his mouth, so he just knelt obediently.

And Wang Laoshi stole a glance at the adults in the hall.

Huang Zunzhu stroked his beard, raised his eyelids slightly, and tilted his mouth slightly, saying:

"Wang Laoshi and his son, the criminals, do you know your crime?"

"Reporting to the lord, I really don't know what crime I have committed."

Wang Laoshi knelt on the ground and answered in a low voice.

In fact, Wang Laoshi and his son didn't know what crime they had committed.

I just heard that the official said that Wang Xi beat his brother. Could it be because of this?

Huang Zunzhu slammed the table and said sternly:

"It seems that these two thieves will not confess without torture. Come on, punish them severely!"

Then he threw down four red-headed lots, bright and eye-catching.

"Give him forty strokes of the board!"

"Yes!"

The two yamen runners saw that the county magistrate threw a red-headed lot.

They were all shocked, and there was some sympathy and pity in their eyes.

They were more familiar with this kind of scene, but they thought to themselves:

It seems that this person has offended someone he shouldn't have offended, but don't blame me for waiting...

If the county magistrate throws a white-headed lot, he can walk after being beaten.

If the county magistrate throws a black-headed lot, he will be skinned and fleshed after being beaten, but his bones will not be injured, and he will be healed in a month or so.

If the county magistrate throws a red-headed lot, he will be dead or disabled after being beaten.

The two yamen runners didn't dare to think any more, and put away their little sympathy and pity.

They picked up the court stick and beat Wang Laoshi's butt hard.

But by the tenth board, Wang Laoshi's butt was already skinned and fleshed, bleeding, and in an instant it had been beaten into a pile of bloody and rotten meat.

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

"Sir! I am innocent, I am innocent."

Wang Laoshi's face was distorted with pain, and he could only shout loudly.

And Wang Qing was pinned down by the yamen runners.

Seeing his old father being tortured, unable to move or do anything, he felt heartbroken and said in a deep voice:

"Sir! We are all good people and have never done anything petty theft.

We are ordinary people, but you, as the father and mother official, have said that we have committed a serious crime without any evidence, and tortured my father. You must have wronged us. I hope you can see clearly!"

"Humph, what do you mean by seeing clearly? It is a foregone conclusion that you and your son have committed petty theft. You still want to quibble now, you really deserve to be beaten!"

When Huang Zunzhu heard that this kid dared to refute, he glared.

Bai Zhelan sat on the left side of the magistrate. Seeing that the magistrate seemed to be thinking about something, he bowed with both hands and said righteously:

"Your Excellency, this little thief is really good at confusing right and wrong. Doesn't he mean that you are a corrupt official?"

"I think this thief will not cry until he sees the coffin. Please call for witnesses and evidence to make these two thieves convinced."

"Well...what the Dianshi said is very right, then let's do as the Dianshi said..."

Huang Zunzhu greeted the little Dianshi with a smile and was very respectful. He nodded in agreement.

First of all, he also felt that what Bai Zhelan said was reasonable.

Secondly, he took other people's money, so he had to do his job well.

Even if the Dianshi position was just a small official, the Bai family was powerful in Yanzhou Prefecture.

And they also had connections in the capital, and it was not easy for a small magistrate like him to offend.

He then looked at the two commoners below the stage, and then the fat on his face shrunk, and he returned to his original appearance, saying:

"You little brat, how dare you question me? As the parent official of a county, I have the responsibility to eliminate harm for the people and protect the peace of the area. If you question me, you are questioning the emperor and the laws of the great world. Come on, slap me in the face."

"Give these two bandits a good beating."

"Yes!"

The two yamen runners were like wolves and tigers. After dozens of slaps, Wang Qing's nose and face were already swollen.

He was completely desperate at this moment.

This dog official is not reasonable. If he says you are a bandit, then you are a bandit. How can a commoner have the right to refute...

This is clearly a bastard corrupt official who has taken money.

The magistrate probably felt that Wang Laoshi was not miserable enough, so he said:

"If a son is not taught well, it is the fault of his father. Beat this old thief well for me."

The two yamen runners who were carrying the cane heard the order from the county magistrate and beat him harder. The heavy wooden board hit the flesh and blood, making a dull sound.

The whole hall was extremely depressing until Wang Laoshi cried out in pain and was knocked unconscious. The forty boards were not finished.

At this time, Wang Laoshi's buttocks were already blurred, bloody and messy, and it was hard to tell where the buttocks were.

Looking at this, he will be a cripple if he doesn't die in the future.

The two yamen runners who were carrying out the execution couldn't help but feel a little frightened when they saw this inhuman scene.

"Bai Dianshi, I have to trouble you again."

Huang Zunzhu's fat body surged, and he stood up and bowed to Bai Zhelan with a smile.

"Please bring all the witnesses and evidence, so that these two thieves can confess their crimes."

Bai Zhelan was also a good actor, and he quickly stood up and returned the greeting:

"Your Excellency, there is no need to do this. We are eating the emperor's food and working for the emperor. It is naturally our honor. Why bother, Your Excellency, I will do it now."

After saying that, he waved his hand and took several yamen runners out.

Huang Zunzhu sat back slowly, holding the cold wooden chair.

The Bai family was powerful, and he felt that this was his chance, a good opportunity to climb up.

The whole hall fell into silence again, but there were occasional sobs.

Wang Qing's eyes were red, staring at his bloody old father, and he couldn't help but shrugged his shoulders, trying to resist the urge to cry.

But the frustration and resentment in his heart still made his tears flow out.

He was just a 16-year-old boy, how could he know that the world was so dangerous.

In an instant, his father was beaten to death by the government.

Even if he survived, he would definitely be disabled, and his mother, brother, and sister-in-law were all missing.

The yamen runners below the stage did not dare to say anything, as they were used to such things.

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