I was killed by domestic violence, and I went crazy with barrage

Chapter 209

However, the crowd gathered together in an instant, leaving him no chance to escape.

"Don't do that! Just have a good argument with us."

"I would like to know what the truth is. Please tell us in detail. If what you say makes sense, someone will naturally do it for us and remove the official hat of that damn county magistrate."

Someone reached out to stop the man who said, "The county magistrate wanted to marry Jiang An Ning as a concubine, which is why he sentenced Zhao Hai's family to prison."

"That's right! Tell us in detail, don't keep us on suspense, and then leave."

Once someone started questioning, many people in the crowd soon echoed his words, demanding that the man produce evidence, otherwise they would hand him over to the authorities and charge him with slandering an imperial official.

The man panicked instantly.

He pushed the crowd away and tried to escape.

He kept muttering, "I won't bother with you brainless villains. You can't explain yourself anyway. Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"Don't block my way."

However, the crowd suddenly became solid as a rock. Everyone gathered together and blocked the man's way with firm eyes.

"You don't want to argue with us, but we're going to argue with you!"

"I really don't know what this person is thinking."

"Maybe he is a spy sent from somewhere, just to provoke us to oppose the court!"

"Catch him and send him to the government!"

"Yes, arrest him and send him to the government."

The shouts in the crowd became louder and louder, and they all called for the man to be sent to the authorities and for the county magistrate to find out where he came from, in case there was a spy who had sneaked in with the intention of stirring up trouble.

In just a moment, the man who spread the rumor that the county magistrate had an affair with Jiang An Ning was caught by everyone.

Jiang Anning, the person involved, had to go to the yamen as well.

The county magistrate felt a headache when he saw Jiang Anning.

This girl, why is she here again?
"Who is standing in the hall?" the county magistrate asked with a deliberately stern face.

The man in brown cloth next to Jiang Anning stood up, clasped his fists and saluted unskillfully, saying, "Your Excellency, I am Cheng Er from the Xu family in Xiatang..."

After he introduced himself, he explained in detail how the man had plotted in the street about the county magistrate and Jiang Anning.

The county magistrate was immediately furious.

"presumptuous!"

"Where did this jerk come from..." He swallowed back the curse words that were about to come out of his mouth, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot: "Who is so bold as to fabricate stories about this county magistrate and insult an official appointed by the imperial court!"

Everyone turned their eyes to Jiang Anning.

Jiang Anning:? ? ?

What are you looking at her for?? ! !

It wasn't her who arranged it!!

It took her a while to realize that the man who had maliciously spread rumors and slandered her and the county magistrate was hiding behind her like a quail.

She quickly stepped back to the right, making room and exposing the rumor-mongering bastard to everyone.

The man tried to hide again, but someone nearby grabbed him by the collar, pulled him out, and threw him in front of the county magistrate.

The county magistrate narrowed his eyes and said, "You are the one who slandered and defamed me?"

"Keep your head up!"

He slammed the gavel and shouted angrily.

That person wished he could find a hole to crawl into, so why would he look up?

The county magistrate winked at the yamen runner beside him, ordering him to lift up the head of the liar.

He wanted to take a closer look to find out where these evildoers came from and spread rumors about him.

I simply don’t know what to say.

After a careful look, he confirmed that he really did not know this person, and he could not help but become even more confused: "I have no grudge against you, why do you fabricate facts and spread rumors to slander me?"

"Tell me, who ordered you to do this?"

He slammed the gavel again: "Hurry up and confess the truth."

"Don't wait until the stick hits you before you regret it!"

The man was shaking with fear.

"I am a villain, a villain. No one ordered me to do this. Please spare my life, please spare my life!"

He howled and screamed for mercy.

The county magistrate simply didn't believe it: "No one instructed you to do this? If there really was no one, why did you fabricate facts to slander me for no reason?"

"You are still stubborn even when you are about to die! It seems that I have to use some tricks on you!"

"Someone, drag him away and give him thirty lashes!"

At the magistrate's command, the man was dragged away by two strong yamen runners.

"It's unfair, it's unfair, my lord!"

When the man heard that he was going to be beaten with a stick, he was so scared that he almost peed himself and cried bitterly, protesting his injustice.

"Spare your life, my lord, spare your life!"

"I am innocent! I really didn't do anything and I didn't say anything! It's these people who are jealous of me and framed me maliciously and wrongly accused me!"

"My Lord! My Lord, please understand me!"

The man kept shouting out his injustice, crying with tears and snot.

The county magistrate sneered: "Who wouldn't cry out for injustice when they come to our place? And just because you cry out for injustice, does that mean you are really wronged?"

He shouted, "Drag it away!"

"beat!"

"Beat him hard!" "Beat him until he surrenders!"

Seeing that begging for mercy was useless, the man shouted fiercely and bluffed: "Are you going to force me to confess under torture? If so, I really have nothing to say! I only hope that if blood is spilled in the county government office today, there will be justice to redress my injustice in the future!"

"Let all the people in Jiang'an County see how our leaders really are! No one is allowed to question or speculate!"

He sneered: "It shows that what I said was not fabricated, but true."

"It's a pity for Zhao Hai. He has been wronged for no reason and now he has become a wanted criminal. He will never be able to turn over a new leaf in his life."

"Fight!"

"If you dare to touch me today, it will prove that you have tortured me into confessing, trying to take someone else's wife, and framing innocent people."

He looked so righteous that the county magistrate found himself in a difficult position.

The bailiffs stopped what they were doing and looked at the county magistrate.

"What a sophistry."

Jiang Anning looked at this man who stood up for Zhao Haiming for no reason, and resentment welled up in his heart.

"There are witnesses and evidence of Zhao Hai's fraud, but he didn't feel wronged or wronged. You know his inner peace better than the person involved."

She sneered, "You slandered the county magistrate's reputation in public, and we all heard it with our own ears and saw it with our own eyes. How could we have wronged you?"

"Now that we have all the evidence, we are all witnesses."

"Even if the county magistrate ordered you to be beaten to death, you are asking for trouble by resisting the charge."

"If one person heard it, you were wronged. But if dozens or hundreds of people heard it at the same time, is it still wronged?"

Jiang Anning took a step closer and said, "Or do you dare to swear to heaven that you really didn't say those words in the street? If you show any sign of going against your will, you will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death."

"You dare?"

The man shrank back, his lips trembled a few times, and he opened his mouth, not daring to swear at all.

I was afraid that I would really be struck by lightning.

Upon seeing this, the county magistrate immediately ordered: "Drag him away! Beat him!"

"We have all the evidence and witnesses. Even if we have to torture them, we have the law to follow!"

"The evidence is complete and there is evidence for all to see. Even if he denies it, he can still be convicted."

"If you slander or defame an official appointed by the imperial court, you can be beaten to death according to the law!"

The man was completely scared and peed his pants.

The two yamen runners immediately showed disgust and dragged the man away to beat him with a stick.

After just one blow of the stick, the man who had just been stubborn and quibbling confessed everything.

The man’s original surname was Yang, his given name was Qing, and his courtesy name was not Zhuo.

He lived in Nanyang County and his family was well-off and well-educated.

He once studied in Lingnan, Ryukyu and other places. Eight years ago, he settled in Jiang'an County and started a small business, mainly selling meals. He also sent new patterns and fabrics from Ryukyu to several embroidery workshops.

Later, due to poor business management, he could only live off his initial capital.

Now that he has spent almost all his savings, he has no ambition to make progress, is idle, and eats and drinks for free without any restraint. Now he is hated by everyone and everyone.

"I don't mean anything else. I just feel that so many people are criticizing Zhao Hai. If I follow suit, it would seem that I have no opinion of my own."

"Besides, this should be a family matter, and we should just solve it behind closed doors. Why do we have to bring it to court and bring shame to a good family?"

"What Jiang Anning did was really too much."

As Yang Qing spoke, he became more confident.

The county magistrate angrily asked, "Is this the reason you wantonly fabricated and slandered me and Miss Jiang?"

He slammed the table and said, "I think you didn't hit me too hard!"

"Someone is coming!"

"Drag Yang Qing away, give him thirty lashes, put him in jail, and sentence him on a later date!"

It was a farce that ended with Yang Qing's wailing.

But Jiang Anning always felt that something was not right.

Is it true that someone would harbor infinite malice towards strangers for no reason and fabricate and compose such stories?

However, the person had been taken into prison and the crowd that had previously watched had already dispersed. Even if she wanted to get to the bottom of the matter, she had no way to do so.

After thinking about it, she ordered a table of food after leaving the yamen and asked someone to send it to the county jail.

"Just say it's for Mr. Song Yubao."

She remembered the name of the prison boss from last time and gave him a special reminder.
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"What happened today?"

Song Yubao looked at the meal that came from an unknown source and felt suspicious.

Shao Wu next to him shook his head: "I haven't heard of anything happening."

He chuckled: "Maybe someone who is sensible sent it here as a gift?"

Song Yubao squinted at him and said, "Do you think you are such a big shot? Even if someone wants to show respect, they can't show respect to us, the lowly jailers!"

He slapped the man on the head and said, "Be alert! Don't just eat all day long!"

"Aren't you afraid that one day someone will poison you with arsenic or rat poison and you'll be dead?"

Song Yubao glared at the man.

Shao Wu rubbed his head that was hit: "It's not as scary as you say."

He pursed his lips and said, "Besides, the people in the restaurant are still here. No one would be so stupid as to poison us in front of us with their real names."

Song Yubao followed the man's gaze and saw the waiter with an embarrassed look on his face. He coughed twice uncomfortably.

"Excuse me, little brother, who asked you to deliver this table?"

He looked at the person and asked with a serious face.

The waiter was nervous for a moment, and replied honestly, "It's a young lady, who specifically wanted to give it to Mr. Song Yubao."