The days when I fished in Daming

"Master Marquis, another person has come to complain today, accusing Zhu Yu of plundering the farmland outside his city. I ask Master Marquis to make a decision."

After Zheng Xiong listened, Lan Lan said to herself.

"How many times are there? Including today's number, there must be four!"

"Back to Lord Marquis, there are five cases in total."

There was one more thing, which Zheng Xiong didn't expect.

It's not so quick to add insult to injury.

Besides, people haven’t fallen yet!

His old man was still in power and tortured his son to death, so he wasn't afraid of revenge?

You have the confidence to be stubborn, and you are really stubborn.

Zheng Xiong shook his head and said to the judge.

"If you take advantage of it cleverly, let the Yongjia Marquis Mansion hand over the land and return it to others."

Tong Juan looked embarrassed.

"The verdict is fine, but people may not listen to it!"

"This government hasn't increased the punishment yet! He's not happy anymore. We don't have to say whether he will retreat or not. The important thing is to show the government's attitude. Go ahead!"

"Yes."

After a while, Tong San came over again.

Zheng Xiong asked suspiciously.

"Is it done so quickly? Did they agree?"

"No, there was another one just now. The sixth one was also against Zhu Yu."

"This is a complaint, please have a look at it, Lord Marquis."

Is this negotiated?
It doesn’t give people any time to breathe!
After reading the complaint, it was very good. It successfully ignited Zheng Xiong's anger, and he sighed to himself.

"Scumbag, this kind of person needs to be cut into pieces before he can vent his hatred."

"Go and bring Zhu Yu out. We will convict him again."

"Yes."

The side hall is where cases are tried.

Zhu Yu had unkempt hair and a pale face.

Different from the past, the dignified young master of the Hou Mansion was completely shackled and treated as a serious criminal, and was tortured beyond human dignity.

And his expression was numb and his eyes were empty.

It wasn't until Zheng Xiong arrived that he regained his composure and knelt down to beg.

"Master Marquis, Mr. Fu Yin, please spare me! I deserve to die. I will never go against you again. Let me go!"

Zheng Xiong's face was full of disgust, with a hint of disgust.

"Hand over the iron scroll and you can leave now. Otherwise, I'm sorry, but there is another case coming now that requires your cooperation."

"After the transfer."

"Meet your lord."

"If you have any grievances, tell them quickly."

"Yes."

"My little family lives in the south of the city, with a house and fields. Who would have known that Zhu Yu would come one day and take a fancy to my son, so he took him home. Who knew he would see my son's body not far away."

"His family is so powerful that the younger one has no way to sue, so he asked the Marquis to make the decision to redress the grievances of the younger one."

"Is there any evidence?"

"Yes, someone saw it that day, but he didn't dare to testify against me, so he had no way to redress his grievances. Today is different from the past. I went to talk to him, and he agreed. Now he is outside the government office."

After listening and nodding, Zheng Xiong said.

"Heir certificate."

"Did you witness it with your own eyes that day?"

"Yes, it was exactly what the second young master of the Yongjia Marquis Mansion did."

"There was still a murder weapon left that day. The younger one has always kept it and never shown it to anyone, so that one day he can meet a good official like you and make decisions for the people. Today, the younger one brought it with him."

"Bring it up."

Zheng Xiong gently took the simple short sword.

After looking at it, what does this mean?
There is no way to identify something!

"Are there any other witnesses or anything like that?"

"Yes, there was a person accompanying him who knew Xiao Xiao. He was an idler near Xiao's home. He witnessed it with his own eyes. According to what he said, he was given some money to keep quiet afterward. He also did not dare to say anything. Today Xiao mentioned it, so he agreed. coming."

After Xiang finished speaking, Zheng Xiong summoned witnesses again.

After listening to it again, Zheng Xiong had no other thoughts and felt that these heads were really strong.

What a lot of courage.

Who gave it, did I give it?

Everything went smoothly.Those who had not dared to testify in the past jumped out, giving Zheng Xiong an unreal feeling.

Forget it, anyway, it's not my bad luck.

After listening and reading, Zheng Xiong looked at Zhu Yu seriously.

"Zhu Yu, what else do you have to say?"

He had no strength at all after being tortured, and Zhu Yu didn't say anything. At this time, it was useless to speak harshly. After being beaten by reality, he was left silent.

"If you don't speak up, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

What a dog you are!

"Come here, sign and stamp."

Without any movement, Zhu Yu allowed others to manipulate him at will.

Zheng Xiong did not pursue a signature, but directly asked someone to pick up his finger, dip it in ink pad, and get a fingerprint.

A perfect false confession.

But the evidence is there, so it can be verified.

Just like that, after completing one set, Zhu Yu once again had another crime.

"Zhu Yu deliberately killed someone, and there are all the witnesses and physical evidence. On August [-]th, the execution was changed to be chopped into pieces with thousands of knives to express gratitude for his crime."

Numb, this is the first time.

"Have you heard? The young master of the Yongjia Marquis Mansion just sentenced him to be quartered with five horses yesterday, and today he was sentenced to beheaded."

"In addition to the waist cut in the past two days, it's getting worse every time!"

In a small restaurant, several diners were whispering to each other. When they heard a conversation at one table, someone from another table immediately answered.

"I heard that the second son of the Hou family did the killing himself. If you add up to it, it's almost the same."

Zhu Yu's affairs are like a source of conversation for people to talk about after tea and dinner.

It became the premier event in Beijing.

On the other side, when Mrs. Zhu from the Yongjia Marquis Mansion heard the news, she was as numb as Zhu Yu.

Even if the crime is increased and the sentence is cut in half, it can still make people feel moved and eager to do so.

The past few days have passed, and now the execution has become insignificant.

The princes in the court saw that things were getting worse.

This kid Zhu Yu is going to be extremely evil.

They all stopped and did not say a word.

Mrs. Zhu doesn’t expect these people anymore.

Fortunately, no matter how serious the crime is, he has an escape from death.

If that doesn't work, you can only use iron rolls to save your life.

Mrs. Zhu has not made any move so far, and is also waiting for news from Zhu Liangzu.

Wait for him to make a decision.

As expected, Zhu Liangzu's letter arrived within two days.

But after reading it, Mrs. Zhu was desperate.

Zhu Liangzu's violent temper made him certain of one thing. Lao Zhu would not let anyone kill his son.

That's all, otherwise it would be so chilling!

As for the crime committed.a piece of cake.

Why don't you just kill a few people and get some fields?
What a big deal.

Character determines success or failure.

Zhu Liangzu's attitude was clear, and Mrs. Zhu had no choice but to stop her activities.

The entire capital suddenly fell into a strange atmosphere.

Zhu Liangzu is unwilling to give up the iron scroll, so we can only look at Lao Zhu's attitude.

After all, from the beginning to now, Lao Zhu has basically never expressed his attitude publicly.

Now that we've reached this point, I don't believe you can still keep your composure.

It's a pity that it can't be done.

Zhu Liangzu was determined, and Lao Zhu was also very stubborn.

It's okay to hold on to the iron coil and not let go. You don't take it seriously, so why should we take you seriously?

Therefore, Zhu Liangzu did not wait for Lao Zhu's attitude.

Lao Zhu didn't wait for Zhu Liangzu's iron scroll.

The same was true for Zheng Xiong. Everything he imagined became empty talk, and he didn't wait until he died.

As the day of August [-]th approached, Zheng Xiong, who was in the wind, gave an order and watched with pity as Zhu Yu was cut to pieces with a thousand knives.

(End of this chapter)