The Ming Dynasty: Starting with the Somersault Cloud, Old Zhu was so envious he cried!

The people stood up and looked at each other.

It's as if it's saying: Who's first?

Finally, an old man took a deep breath and stepped forward from the crowd.

"Your Highness, I, a humble citizen, wish to file a lawsuit against Li Wenlong, the eldest son of the Li family!"

"Three years ago, he took a fancy to the three acres of fertile land belonging to a commoner and insisted on buying it by force, offering only one copper coin for the three acres!"

"When I refused, he sent men to beat my son severely and forbade anyone to treat him. Not long after, my son died."

"He has also seized my land!"

The old man spoke while weeping, tears streaming down his face.

After listening, Zhu Ming turned to look at Li Wenlong, who was tied up to the side, and asked in a calm tone:

"Is what he said true?"

Li Wenlong: "..."

Looking into Zhu Ming's murderous eyes, he trembled with fear and couldn't utter a single word.

Silence means consent!

Zhu Ming nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Drag him away and execute him."

"Yes, sir!"

Two constables immediately stepped forward and dragged Li Wenlong outside.

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah!"

Li Wenlong had a rag stuffed in his mouth, and he wanted to speak but couldn't.

If you want me to answer, you should take the rag out of my mouth first.

What?! I just accepted it!

However, the yamen runners simply wouldn't listen.

They dragged him directly in front of the two headless corpses and then snapped him.

Li Wenlong, dead!

The people watched this scene with a hint of excitement in their eyes.

fast!

too fast!

The Sixth Prince's trials were swift and decisive; once the facts were clear, he would execute the offender. This was the first time they had ever witnessed such efficient judgment!

After the second person stepped forward, a third group of people immediately stood up.

"Your Highness, this humble citizen wishes to file a complaint against Li Delong, the third young master of the Li family!"

Last year, he took a fancy to a commoner's daughter and tried to forcibly take her back to be his concubine.

"When my daughter refused, he led a group of men and raped her!"

"My daughter, unable to bear the humiliation, hanged herself!"

"I wanted to go and complain, but on the way, his men broke my arm!"

As he spoke, the man raised his crippled arm, his teeth clenched in hatred.

After listening, Zhu Ming looked at Li Wenhu:

"Is what he said true?"

Li Wenhu: "Waaaaah..."

He was so frightened that his face turned ashen, and his body trembled like a leaf, and he wanted to beg for mercy.

But Zhu Ming didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

"Drag him away and execute him."

"Snap!"

Another slash of a knife.

Another headless corpse lay on the ground.

that's it,

One, two, three...

One after another, the people stood up to file their accusations.

"Your Highness, this humble subject wishes to file a complaint against Li Fu, the steward of the Li household!"

"Last year, when we were repairing the river, he was in charge of our wages. Not only did he embezzle our share, but he also falsely accused us of stealing his money."

"He hung me from a tree and beat me for three days and three nights. My mother, who was over sixty years old, went to beg him for help, but he kicked her in the chest and she died that same day..."

Zhu Ming turned his head and glanced at Li Fu, whose head had been beaten into a pig's head. He had suspected that Li Fu was involved in the poisoning incident earlier.

Now, hearing the people's accusations against him, he bluntly said, "Drag him away and behead him!"

Click!

Next, one by one, the people stepped forward, some suing the collateral branches of the Li family, some suing the matriarch of the Li family, and some suing the head of the Li family's guards.

Zhu Ming's questions also became increasingly concise.

In the end, he didn't even bother to ask anymore.

It's always the same sentence.

"Drag him away and execute him."

"Snap!"

A row of headless corpses lay on the ground, their blood staining half the street red.

Even the yamen runners' knives became dull from the cutting.

The remaining members of the Li family went from trembling with fear at the beginning, to looking ashen-faced, and now—some of them have even started rolling their eyes.

He was so frightened that he fainted on the spot!

Li Fengxian, the head of the Li family, was being held up by two constables. His crotch was soaked, and his lips were trembling, unable to utter a single word.

But the people became more and more energetic as they appealed.

This kind of upright and just official is a once-in-eight-hundred-years find; once this opportunity is gone, it's gone forever!

Just as the eighteenth person was about to speak.

Another person squeezed out from the crowd.

The man was in his forties or fifties, wearing a tattered short jacket. His eyes were red-rimmed, but there were few tears on his face, as if he had already cried them all out. He just clenched his teeth tightly.

He knelt down in front of Zhu Ming with a thud and kowtowed three times.

"Your Highness! This humble subject has a complaint to file!"

Zhu Ming pulled a cup of Mixue Ice Cream from his pocket, inserted a straw, took a sip, and without looking up, asked, "Who are you going to sue?"

"I'm going to sue that black dog from the Li family!"

Zhu Ming subconsciously waved his hand, following the same procedure as the previous dozen or so times: "Drag him away, then execute him—"

Halfway through his sentence, Zhu Ming suddenly felt that something was amiss.

Who did he just say he was going to sue?

It looks like a big black dog!

Zhu Ming paused, then put down the Mixue in his hand and looked up at the person in front of him.

"Wait, who did you say you were going to sue?"

The man suddenly raised his head, his eyes so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

"Your Highness, this humble subject wishes to sue that dog from the Li family, and also the seventh young master of the Li family."

Zhu Ming raised an eyebrow: "Let's start from the beginning."

The man's throat moved, as if he was trying his best to suppress something.

"Half a month ago, my hometown suffered a severe drought, and we couldn't survive there, so I took my wife and children and fled here."

"When we passed by the Li family's villa, we happened to run into the seventh young master of the Li family leading a group of cronies, playing with the dogs in the yard."

At this point, the man's voice began to tremble.

"For some reason, the seventh young master suddenly became interested. He said that in all his life, he had never seen a person and a dog fight. Who would win?"

"Then his gang of lackeys started clamoring, saying, 'Young master, you're in luck today! They've delivered themselves right to your doorstep!'"

The man's fists were clenched so tightly they cracked, and his knuckles turned white.

"They tied me and my wife to a pillar and wouldn't let me move no matter what."

"Then...then they locked my six-year-old son and the hunting dog that had been chained up for three years and had killed two wolves in an iron cage in the yard."

"My son was so frightened that he cried loudly, calling for his father and mother inside."

"And that dog... that dog was starved for three days..."

He couldn't continue speaking after that.

He lay face down on the ground, his shoulders heaving violently, but he didn't cry—as if he had used up all his strength to cry that day.

"This humble citizen watched helplessly."

"Looking at my six-year-old son..."

"Look at that dog..."

The man abruptly raised his head, veins bulging on his forehead, his voice hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper:

"Your Highness, my son was bitten to death by that dog. It bit him for a full half hour. He kept calling for his father to save him until his death!"

"Meanwhile, the young master of the Li family and his gang sat on the veranda drinking, clapping and cheering!"

"They even placed bets on how many rounds the commoner's son could last!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a deathly silence all around.

The people looked at each other, their excitement completely gone, replaced by a deathly pallor.

Zhu Ming even crushed the Mixue in her hand, her face turning red with anger.

"Wang Defa, there's no need to continue the investigation!"

"Every member of the Li family, except for those women forcibly taken from the countryside, will be—not a single one spared!"