I have made a fortune by farming

Chapter 198 A Group of Sinners

Huo Zhaoyuan looked at these bones, and he had the intention to kill.

He couldn't believe that there was such a horrific case in his fiefdom.

Although the theory of ten years has been established, it does not mean that the person who drowned the child is innocent.

Huo Sixiang has already gone to investigate.

They brought a lot of people, and they dragged every family to one place with fierce spirits. You forced me, I forced you, and the words rushed. It took more than an hour to investigate all the drowned people in the village.

Of course, the number is still wrong.

But there are also some older generations who have lost their homes.

Therefore, the deviation is also certain, and these common people are afraid that if they say less, the crime will be more serious, so they almost tell everything they know, one by one, and no one is lying.

There are also people who have not drowned.

But not guilty?

Huo Zhaoyuan didn't think so.

They are all from the same village, don't they know each other?When such a shocking case happened, no one reported it, and even covered each other. This is a crime!
Even, some people, it’s not that they didn’t commit crimes, but because they couldn’t have children or they were all boys, so they couldn’t bear it, so they didn’t commit crimes!

If a series of births were all girls, the result might be different.

So in Huo Zhaoyuan's eyes, a group of sinners.

These people really should be cut off.

"Anyone who kills and instigates murder will go to the county government office to serve his sentence once a month. Each time he will be punished fifty years and the sentence will be five years." Huo Zhaoyuan said lightly.

Here, he found out clearly that whoever drowned someone himself, who could not tolerate his daughter or granddaughter, all pleaded guilty, and there was no misjudgment.

Song Ying frowned upon hearing this.

This is no different from killing people, right?

"My lord, please spare me! You have to fight every month, so how can you farm the land..." The village chief kowtowed.

"Farming land?" Huo Zhaoyuan smiled slightly: "Although it is dry land, it is better to raise animals than to raise evil people like you. I have given you a way to survive. After five years, I will not blame the past. If you have not survived, it will be You wait for murder to pay for life, speaking of it, the living take advantage and the dead lose."

Song Ying felt that this was not bad.

In five years, there are absolutely not many people who can survive, and even if they survive, they are guaranteed to be sick.

Poor is pitiful, but poor people must have something to hate.

Isn't it fate to be young?

Song Ying originally thought that Master Huo would beat the board once in the end. After all, in this day and age, it is not a big crime for a father to kill a son, but he didn't expect that this man didn't seem to pick up a knife, but in fact, he was punishment of torture.

As for people like Wang Xing's wife, the crime of murder was pardoned, but they were still imprisoned.

But after all, the woman did not drown the baby. All she needs to do in the future is to support the family and take charge of the family property. After all, both mother-in-law and father-in-law are involved in the case, and they may be beaten to death. It is hard for a woman to farm, but it is not easy to support herself. It's not difficult either.

She also understood the reason why Huo Zhaoyuan didn't shelter the same kind of women in this village alone.

They are not completely innocent. Their own inaction led to such a result, and they should also be punished. Moreover, this punishment... can even be said to be a kind of reward.

After those drowning infants are beaten, they must call a doctor, right?
If you don't have money, you can only lie on the bed. When the time comes, you will have revenge and revenge.

But if this is the case, after a long time, won't people become abnormal?
Song Ying felt that her heart was a little dark.

"My lord...I think...is it necessary to spread positive energy..." Song Ying suddenly said seriously.

"Huh?" Huo Zhaoyuan gave her a slightly confused look.

"What I mean is...need to promote...truth, goodness and beauty...how about finding a storyteller, writing some reasonable words, and coming over every month to read and read, so that some people don't get caught up in the horns, how about it?" Simply put, she thinks , These people lack poisonous chicken soup.

(End of this chapter)