This was the first case in which a maid was beaten to death and brought to the government.
Therefore, it attracted a large number of people to watch.
"Hey, brother, why are there so many people? Is there any big case in Kyoto Prefecture today?"
"I heard that she was a poor girl who worked for a wealthy family. She was abused and beaten to death by that family. Her family filed a lawsuit in Chang'an."
"Hey, we poor people have a miserable life."
"Yes, this rich man is rich and powerful. He just beat a maid to death. What can he do? It's not like letting the matter end."
"Don't talk about beating the maid to death. I remember that a few years ago, some wealthy owners died, and they took many slaves to be buried."
"The life of a poor person is not life. For those noble people, isn't it just killing them at will?"
The people were talking, and more and more people gathered, and they were already standing outside the mansion.
In the hall.
Liu Changqing was directly above him, with the complaint written by Brother Chen on the desks in front of him, and a work contract in his hand, which he was looking at carefully.
The next person is a clerk, who is responsible for recording.
Downstairs, Aunt Li and Wang Xiaogui were kneeling.
On both sides of the lobby, there were some officers and soldiers with swords hanging on them.
Not long after, Yan Kun and others were brought in, which immediately caused a commotion and noisy discussion.
"No noise in Kyoto Prefecture!"
"The soldiers outside the hall maintain order. Anyone who messes up again will be kicked out of the court!"
The crowd fell silent instantly and began to watch quietly.
"Who is this person in the hall?" Liu Changqing was calm and proud.
Several people immediately knelt on the ground, and Yan Kun said cautiously: "Grass people. Grass people Yan Kun, please see your Lord."
"Wu Xiaoyun, a civilian girl, is the maid of Yan Mansion."
"The villain Fuchun is the steward of the Yan Mansion."
After several people reported their names and origins, Wang Xiaogui immediately pointed at Yan Kun, his eyes like spitting fire: "That's him! He beat my sister to death! I went to argue with him, but he ordered his servants to beat him severely. Please, sir." Make the decision for the villain.”
As he knelt down and kowtowed, his mother also began to cry, her voice filled with grief and grief.
Yan Kun's expression changed, and just when he was about to open his mouth to defend, Liu Changqing said in a deep voice: "Be quiet!"
Aunt Li didn't dare to disobey, she was still wiping her tears and sobbing.
This case is actually very clear. Not to mention the complaint, the witnesses are Wu Xiaoyun and other servants of the Yan Mansion, and the work contract can be used as evidence.
After controlling the situation, Liu Changqing directly picked up the contract and handed it to an officer and soldier without any unnecessary nonsense.
The latter understood, stepped forward to take it respectfully, came to Yan Kun, and unfolded it for him.
"Is this the work contract signed by the Yan family and Wang Xiuxiu?" Liu Changqing asked.
Yan Kun looked at the work contract. It not only had Wang Xiuxiu's fingerprints on it, but also his own signature and signature. The contract was originally in two copies, and he also had one copy at home.
Looking at this, he couldn't help but swallowed. He didn't want to admit it, but his name was stamped here, and he didn't dare to deny it. He could only stammer: "Cao Min, Cao Min doesn't remember."
Liu Changqing sneered: "Do you need me to make a comparison? If I do, I will not say that I will convict you of teasing the court!"
As long as a comparison is done, the results will come out quickly. Yan Kun knows that he can't be fooled:
"Wait a minute, grassroots, grassroots, civilians, take a closer look, it seems, it seems so."
"How can there be any flashy words about Qin's law! If you don't tell the truth! Don't blame me for being rude!"
Liu Changqing's official authority is too great.
Yan Kun beat the slaves brutally at home, but here, like a quail, he bravely admitted: "Sir, please calm down. It was signed by ordinary people."
Liu Changqing waved his hand, and the officers and soldiers took back the contract and put it on the table again.
"That being the case, according to the contract, Wang Xiuxiu will work in Yan's Mansion, mainly serving tea and water, doing laundry and cooking, for a period of three years."
"And because he accidentally fell down and spilled the tea, he was severely beaten and tortured by you with a riding crop until he died!"
"My younger brother, Wang Xiaogui, argued with you in order to find my sister, and you beat me so hard that you put me in bed."
Liu Changqing clarified the facts of the case and said seriously: "Based on what the appeal says, is it true?"
Hearing this, the people watching outside started talking again, but they did not dare to disturb, but whispered to each other in low voices.
"I just accidentally fell. This Yan Kun is too cruel."
"He beat a girl to death like this. This is not cruel. He is really a great evil person."
Pointing outside the hall, Wang Xiaogui immediately said: "Yes! Master, this is how my sister died tragically!"
Yan Kun refused to admit it: "No! No, sir, it is because Wang Xiuxiu is a maid, but she is lazy and lazy. She often steals poems and money from the family. The common people are so talented. They want to punish and teach them, but they never thought about it, but they accidentally beat them to death." ."
He always confuses right and wrong. If it is true as he said, in this era, it would be ridiculous to kill this slave by mistake.
But who is Liu Changqing? He has tried countless cases, ranging from quarrels between villagers to murder cases, to holding the King of Qin's sword to patrol the sky on behalf of the herdsmen and wipe out the huge corruption in the state and county. In his eyes, these things are just like pediatrics.
Listening to Yan Kun's sophistry, Wang Xiaogui was obviously anxious. He widened his eyes and said, "He is lying! My sister has always been diligent and would never do such a thing! Please be careful!"
Liu Changqing did not dwell on this and looked directly at Wu Xiaoyun who was kneeling: "Wu Xiaoyun, the complaint states that you were at the scene when Yan Kun killed Wang Xiuxiu. Afterwards, it was you who notified Wang Xiaogui. Is this related?"
"Sir." Wu Xiaoyun's face turned pale, he was frightened, and he glanced at Yan Kun instinctively, and his whole body shivered.
Because the latter was staring at her with threatening eyes.
This situation could not escape Liu Changqing's eyes. He immediately frowned and reprimanded: "This is Kyoto Prefecture! Who dares to make mistakes! Tell the truth! If there is even half a lie, don't blame the law for being ruthless!"
This statement made Wu Xiaoyun tremble in fright. Without hesitation, he said in a trembling voice: "Yes, yes, the girl was relaxing for Master Yan that day. Everything that happened was as stated in the complaint."
"Yan Kun is moody. No matter whether the maid is at fault or not, as long as he is in a bad mood, he will be brutally abused. Servant, slave, I have also been beaten severely many times. If it were not for the fate, I would be the same as Xiuxiu."
As he spoke, Wu Xiaoyun rolled up his sleeves tremblingly. His arms were covered with clearly visible blood marks, and probably all over his body as well.
"You bitch! You are looking for death." Yan Kun struggled and was about to pounce on her, which frightened Wu Xiaoyun to the point of turning pale.
"Bold!" Liu Changqing was furious: "Kingto Prefecture also dares to commit crimes! The evil thief has no law! Left and right! Press this thief and beat him forty times!"
The officers and soldiers on both sides had already restrained Yan Kun's actions. After hearing this, they immediately pushed him to the ground, waved their wooden sticks, and began to fire their bows left and right.
The Qin French stick touched his flesh. Yan Kun howled miserably after being beaten. He stopped making excuses and shouted: "Sir! Wang Xiuxiu was a maid of the Yan family. The common people killed her. It was the master who killed the slave and took his life. You can live and kill yourself! What crime is there?"
"Where did this remnant come from!" Liu Changqing became even more angry, pointing his fingers and shouting: "Beat him even to death!"
That's because Yan Kun actually talked about killing slaves. According to what he said, wouldn't it be a return to the burial period, where he could kill poor people at will.
This time, the officers and soldiers struck harder, waving their sticks and sweating on their foreheads.
The pitiful howls like killing pigs became weaker and weaker. At the end, after forty blows, Yan Kun's waist and buttocks were already stained with blood, and he was even more dying.
(End of chapter)
