Ning Dao Covered with Snow

Chapter 84 Father and Son

Yan Ciwan felt that Chao Yue confessed his guilt too quickly, which was not normal.

Just as she was pondering the reason, she heard Si Buping speak.

"General Chao, as Chao Yue's father, you really don't know anything about the numerous crimes he committed when he killed nine people?"

Chao Yuanzhi shuddered and quickly denied it.

"If I knew that Ah Yue had killed someone, I would definitely ask him to turn himself in and would never let him go."

As he thought about this, he became angrier and angrier, and he couldn't help but rush up and slap Chao Yue in the face.

The crisp sound of applause echoed throughout the banquet hall.

Chao Yue was hit so hard that his head tilted to one side, with a trickle of blood slowly flowing from the corner of his mouth.

It was clearly him who was beaten, but Chao Yuanzhi seemed even more sad and angry than him.

Chao Yuanzhi was trembling all over and cursing with tears in his eyes.

"Your mother passed away early, and I was both your father and mother, raising you with all my heart and soul. I didn't ask for you to achieve anything great, but only hoped that you could behave yourself and be a good person. And this is how you repay me? I really regret that I shouldn't have raised such an evil creature like you!"

Chao Yue slowly turned his head, and at this time he finally stopped smiling.

He just looked at Chao Yuanzhi quietly, his eyes like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless.

Chao Yuanzhi burst into tears: "You killed nine people, nine lives! You are worse than an animal. I feel ashamed of the people of Xiangzhou and my ancestors of the Chao family!"

Seeing him crying so miserably at his old age, everyone couldn't help but feel a little sympathy.

Chao Yuanzhi had been an official for many years and had always had a good reputation. He did not expect that in the end he would be implicated by his own son whom he had raised. He was really unlucky.

Wang Changshi stepped forward to support Chao Yuanzhi, and advised him to calm down and not to get sick from anger.

Chao Yue stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He tasted a sweet and fishy taste and suddenly called out, "Father."

She turned her head away from Yuanzhi and didn't look at him, choking with sobs.

"Don't call me, I don't have a son as disappointing as you!"

Chao Yue turned his head and looked at Si Buping, saying, "I killed the man, I admit my guilt, but this matter has nothing to do with my father, he knew nothing about it from beginning to end."

Hearing this, Chao Yuanzhi cried even harder.

He wiped away his tears and yelled at Chao Yue: "If you had known this would happen, why did you do it in the first place?!"

Chao Yue was neither crying nor laughing, and there was a rare calmness on his face.

Yan Ciwan has been observing Chao Yue secretly.

She saw that although Chao Yue was speaking for Chao Yuanzhi, there was not a trace of tenderness in his eyes when he looked at Chao Yuanzhi.

Especially when Chao Yuanzhi was crying, the corners of Chao Yue's mouth actually lifted up slightly.

It was a sneer that contained implicit sarcasm and disdain.

It seemed that in his eyes, Chao Yuanzhi's tears were not worth mentioning.

This is even stranger.

Chao Yue was clearly protecting his father and didn't want his father to be implicated by himself, but he didn't show any respect or love for his father.

Such contradictory feelings must have deeper reasons.

Si Buping was not moved by the affection between the father and son, and directly ordered: "Lock up the father and son of the Chao family in jail and await interrogation." Immediately, the internal guards came forward to arrest them.

Wang Changshi, who was originally supporting Chao Yuanzhi, was forced to step aside.

Chao Yuanzhi pushed aside the inner guards, raised his head and said loudly: "My son has committed a heinous crime, and I am responsible for failing to discipline him. I will submit a memorial to the Saint to apologize for this matter. I will accept any punishment the Saint wants to give me, but you have no right to arrest me now!"

The guests present did not say anything, but they all felt that the Grand Lord should not arrest Chao Yuanzhi. After all, there was no evidence to prove that Chao Yuanzhi was related to the serial rape and murder case.

Even if you are a Grand Lord, you cannot arrest a clerk or military officer without any evidence.

Si Buping had a smile on his face, looking determined to win.

"The nine lives lost in the serial rape and murder case really have nothing to do with you, but the death of your first wife, Fang, has a lot to do with you."

When he heard the name Fang, Chao Yuanzhi's heart skipped a beat.

Yan Ciwan turned his head and looked at Si Buping.

She had long suspected that there was something fishy about Fang's death, and that Chao Yuanzhi was most likely responsible. However, she had only told Xiao Wang, Li Chengge, Cha Bingliang, and Uncle Jiu about this matter. The four of them would not tell outsiders about this matter casually. So how did Si Buping know about this?
Chao Yuanzhi showed a sad look on his face: "Ms. Fang died of illness that year, and her body has long been buried. Over the years, I often miss her and can't sleep at night. I feel deeply sorry for her death and wish I could die in her place. The Grand Master suddenly mentioned her and suspected that her death was related to me. It's like rubbing salt into my wounds, which makes me more painful than killing me directly."

As he spoke, he burst into tears again, his grief evident in his words.

Yan Ciwan immediately went to see Chao Yue, and sure enough, she saw that look of disdain and mockery on Chao Yue's face again. She took the opportunity to ask.

"Chao Yue, when you lived in Chang'an, was there a well in your house?"

The expression on Chao Yue’s face froze.

When he saw everyone was looking at him, he immediately put away all his expressions and spoke with a wooden face.

"I do not remember."

Yan Ciwan continued, "I remember the portrait in your study. In the painting, Fang was standing next to a well with two trees behind her. It was at night with a moon in the sky... I remember you were only three years old when Fang died. The fact that you can still remember this picture after eighteen years and even draw it clearly shows that this picture has left a very deep impression in your memory."

Chao Yue's expression became more and more ugly: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Yan Ci Wan knew that he would not admit it. Some people, when they find out that their loved ones have been murdered, will resist and retaliate at all costs, but some people will choose to play deaf and dumb, thinking that as long as they don't say it out loud, they can pretend that nothing happened.

Chao Yue obviously belongs to the latter.

He seems to be unscrupulous and dares to do anything, including murder and arson.

But in fact, he is timid and cowardly. When he encounters an unbearable blow, he will shrink into his shell and curl up into a ball.

Yan Ciwan didn't intend to let him go just like that, and continued.

"If you want to know if there is any problem with Fang's death, the method is actually very simple. Just dig up Fang's body and examine it carefully."

If Fang really died a violent death, even if he had turned into bones, a skilled coroner would still be able to find clues.

"No! It's already very pitiful that Fang died of illness at a young age. How can I let her not rest in peace even after death? I don't allow you to open the coffin and perform an autopsy!" Chao Yuanzhi's reaction was very excited.

But this is also within common sense. After all, death is the most important thing, and few people can accept opening the coffin for an autopsy without any evidence.

Yan Ciwan ignored Chao Yuanzhi and kept his eyes on Chao Yue: "It's okay not to do an autopsy. We can check the well in the Chao family's old house first."

When she talked about the well, she emphasized her tone deliberately, as if she was hinting at something.

Chao Yue seemed to recall some horrible memory, and his face turned pale in an instant.

His lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but after struggling for a while, he finally chose to keep his mouth shut and said nothing.

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