"According to the rules, if your brother loses, he should cut his belly first." Lu Zizhong took a breath and said coldly.
"Besides, why should I bet with you? I won."
Beside Lu Zizhong, Lu Yuan and the stewards of the four major households also hurriedly helped.
Jiang Caiwei and her men wanted to come closer, but Xu Mu shouted in a low voice and had no choice but to retreat.
"Can I take a look at the file?"
Lu Zizhong became more and more dissatisfied, feeling that the young boss in front of him was no different from being a bully.
In front of him, Xu Mu made a gesture of invitation. The old official who was reading the file turned his head and looked at Lu Zizhong as if asking for help.
"give him."
The old official took off his hand and threw the file into Xu Mu's arms.
Lu Zizhong's expression remained unchanged, he smiled and took another sip of tea. He was very confident that there would be no flaws in this good show from beginning to end.
Even the dead people in the cloth village were burned early.
"There is also physical evidence and witness statements here. Would you like to take a look at it again, my boss?"
"Let it go first."
Xu Mu closed the file, pulled up a chair, and sat down slowly.
The stewards of the four major households looked increasingly unhappy. This outsider who reached out to grab food was really unruly.
"What do you think, little boss?" Lu Zizhong yawned, "If nothing happens, I'll tell your idiot brother to cut his belly immediately. I'll go back to read."
"Young master, don't be in a hurry." Xu Mu smiled, "As I said, I want to have another gamble with you."
"I said I don't gamble, I'm not a fool."
"The secret recipe of Zui Tianxian." Xu Mu blurted out calmly.
Lu Zizhong, who was about to get up, suddenly stopped. Lu Yuan, who was behind him, also turned red in shock.
If they can get Zui Tianxian's secret recipe, the Lu family will definitely become a wealthy businessman by taking advantage of the wine shop.
"You are willing to give it up." Lu Zizhong's expression condensed.
"Give it up."
"What are you betting on? Could it be another case of abdominal dissection?"
"If I lose, I will cut my belly with my brother-in-law to apologize. In addition, I will give the secret recipe of Zuitianxian to the Lu family. But if I win, I will also ask Lu Gongzi to let my brother-in-law go and cut my belly to die myself."
"Xu Lang." Not far away, Jiang Caiwei and the villagers stood anxiously, neither trying to persuade nor not. For a moment, I had no idea.
Lu Zizhong laughed and sat upright again.
"It's better to bet on the grand robbery."
"Bet on the big robbery case. If you don't dare, please ask Lu Gongzi to show your support. We can have tea together when we are free in the future."
"You're lying to me." Lu Zizhong pointed his fingers, his face getting more and more funny, "If I were more timid, I might be afraid. I really think you have seen through the evidence of the big robbery."
"I only hope that Lu Gongzi will show his noble hand and it is better to resolve enemies than to end them."
"No, this time I want to bet with you."
"I really want to bet."
"Of course I have to bet. If I dare not take this risk, others will laugh at me, Lu Zizhong."
Stage fright?
He was obviously determined to get Zui Tianxian’s secret brewing recipe.
"Neighbors nearby, please come over. I'll listen carefully and see if this little boss can tell you what happened." Lu Zizhong said coldly.
"Why did Lu Gongzi dig his own grave?" Xu Mu sighed.
"It's rare for the young master to be so interested. Yu Li, please take a red letter notarization and write down the bet." Lu Zizhong continued.
The old official next to him couldn't wait to pick up the cinnabar pen and write the notarization of both parties, and then pressed the official seal.
"Little boss, I told you before, you are lying to me." Lu Zizhong's expression showed a slightly ferocious look, "But I, Lu Zizhong, have been a ruthless person who dares to risk my life since I was a child."
"With the testimony of others and the notarization of the red letter, the way back has been blocked."
"Within this hour, one of you and me will definitely lie down on the street and die in vain."
Xu Mu's expression remained unchanged, he raised his finger coldly and pressed his fingerprint on the notarization.
He was very angry from the beginning.
All the looks are for this moment.
"Come here, bring out the big thief Wei Chun."
Xu Mu had no ups and downs. It must be said that the planning of this forced killing was perfect. If he came back later, the entire Zhuangzi would definitely be forced into exile again.
"Little boss, please tell me."
"Everyone present, please come closer. I'll listen carefully and see what the little boss can say."
"If anyone is in the coffin shop business, you can start taking a body test. You will be in good luck today." Lu Yuan stood aside, grinning from ear to ear.
"Let's talk about it, my little boss." Lu Zizhong showed a cold smile and waved, and the pretty flower girl came over again and poured him another cup of tea.
"In the eighteenth year of the reign of Emperor Xingwu in the Epoch Times, at three o'clock on the fourteenth day of the Sophora lunar month, the thief Wei Chun sneaked into Zhoujia Cloth Village in Xifang, killed four people, and stole seventy-eight taels of stolen silver and six pieces of silk and satin."
Xu Mu paused and his expression began to look sad.
Seeing this, Lu Zizhong's heart sank slightly unconsciously. The plan should be perfect and there should be no omissions.
"If you don't believe it, you can go and interrogate the thief. There will be physical evidence, witnesses and confessions."
Xu Mu shook his head coldly, "Let's leave it for now."
"I just want to ask, was the fourteenth day of Sophora lunar month yesterday?"
"Of course, yesterday the big thief Wei Chun and your brother-in-law finished drinking and then went to Buzhuang to kill people and plunder goods." An official said in a condensed voice.
"What time was that?"
The expression of the officer who spoke changed slightly, "It was late at night. When I caught him, he had already run out of the cloth village for two or three miles. He still had more than seventy taels of banknotes and six pieces of silk and satin on him."
"Is that the physical evidence?"
"Exactly."
Xu Mu paused, stood in the middle of the field, and laughed loudly.
Not only Lu Zizhong and the stewards of the four major households, but also the onlookers were confused for a moment.
The evidence of the crime is conclusive. Could it be that he is helpless and mad?
"My little boss is so smiling." Lu Zizhong frowned.
"I forgot something." Xu Mu turned his head and looked at Lu Zizhong quietly.
"What's up."
"I haven't taken the knife yet, the knife that cuts my belly."
Lu Zizhong was extremely angry and laughed, "Here, get two knives."
He didn't believe that at this time, the little boss in front of him could still make a comeback.
"The knife has also been taken away. If you have nothing to say, please invite the young master to go -"
"Please Mr. Lu to die!" Xu Mu interrupted Lu Zizhong coldly.
This sentence almost made Lu Zizhong sit unsteadily.
"How to say it." Lu Zizhong gritted his teeth.
The officials, old officials, and the onlookers and villagers all slowly approached.
"The fourteenth day of Sophora lunar month was yesterday. I dare to ask Mr. Lu, what time was it yesterday?"
"Heavy rain." Lu Zizhong felt something was wrong more and more, and his voice gradually became deeper.
Xu Mu, who was in front of him, had turned around, cupped his hands and fists, and asked the onlookers again.
"Let me ask you again, did it rain all night yesterday?"
"My little boss, it seems like one night..." an old squire spoke in a trembling voice.
Xu Mu turned around, walked a few steps forward, held two or three pieces of silk in his arms, walked to the open space, and threw them coldly on the ground.
"Since it's raining heavily, I, Xu Mu, will ask again. Why is it that the thieves killed people and stole goods and rushed out of the cloth shop for two or three miles? Why are there no signs of damage to the silk and satin they looted?"
There was deathly silence all around.
The silk had been soaked in the rain, and even if it wasn't damaged, it shouldn't look like a straight roll of cloth in front of you.
For the first time, Lu Zizhong felt extremely heavy in his chest.
"Perhaps the thief is wearing a raincoat."
"Mr. Lu, even if you wear ten pieces, you can't protect these silks from the heavy rain."
Lu Zizhong gritted his teeth and said, "Little boss, I think this big thief may have brought a carriage here. After killing people and stealing goods, he put them on the carriage first."
"It's such a big carriage, such a big cloth shop, but he only took six pieces of silk and satin. I dare to ask Mr. Lu, are you kidding me?" Xu Mu smiled lightly, his voice neither humble nor arrogant.
Lu Zizhong's eyes darkened, and he already had the intention of retreating in his heart.
Damn it, how come the little boss here is so powerful.
"Who is in the coffin shop business? Come and take a look at Mr. Lu." Xu Mu threw away the dagger and his voice suddenly became cold.
Not far away, Jiang Caiwei and the villagers all shouted with joy.
