Huang Jingshu finally realized that something was wrong with her husband. He had been very cold towards her since he came back. She hesitated and asked, "Did Fang Jing say something?"
Chen Lianghe looked into Huang Jingshu's eyes, "Shouldn't he say something?"
Huang Jingshu didn't know what Fang Jing said to her husband, so that he was so indifferent to her after he came back. That's why she asked, but her husband's answer made her even more confused about how to continue. But if she didn't answer, she wouldn't know what Fang Jing was saying. She could only continue to say, "Then he said What?"
"Exactly the opposite of what you said! Do you think I should believe what you said or what they investigated?"
Huang Jingshu felt her husband's eyes staring at her, and felt uncomfortable all over. He didn't believe himself anymore.
Pretending to be calm, he exclaimed: "How is this possible? They can't just make random arrangements or beat him up just to punish Shengdi! Master, you have to find a way to save Shengdi, and you can't let Fang Jing avenge his private life. , he just hates the fact that Shengdi accidentally killed his nephew."
"Did he make it up? Compared to you just saying a few words to me, he made it up really hard. In order to make it true, and in order to get revenge on your brother, he went to great lengths to find your brother and beat Mo Cong to death. Evidence and witnesses who saw him beating someone at the time."
"I don't want to hear anything about Huang Qisheng again. If Dali Temple beheads him, he deserves it."
After Chen Lianghe finished speaking, he strode out, but after taking just two steps, he turned back to Huang Jingshu and said, "In the future, if your family members dare to act under my banner again, don't blame me for being rude."
Huang Jingshu was shocked by Chen Lianghe's words and froze on the spot. It took a long time before she returned to her yard with the maid waiting on her.
After Chen Lianghe left Dali Temple, he immediately communicated with the people who stayed to monitor them. Although Chen Lianghe did not show any intention to rescue Huang Qisheng, he was still uneasy and kept people paying attention to the movements in the Duke's Mansion. I'm afraid he will cause trouble again. But what surprised him was that until the day of the trial, he didn't notice any movement in the Duke's Mansion.
However, he was too happy too early. After the Yamen opened and before the meeting was about to begin, he heard the Yamen servant coming to report that Duke Chen Guogong was here.
When Chen Lianghe arrived, Fang Jing was relieved. As the minister of Dali Temple stepped forward to welcome him, he said, "The Duke of the Kingdom is finally here!"
How could Chen Lianghe not understand what he meant? He expected that he would find a way to rescue Huang Qisheng and waited for him to come.
Forget it, don't argue with him. Whoever let yourself be in the wrong first, but still said unforgivingly: "Since Mr. Fang is already waiting, if I don't come, wouldn't I be sorry for Mr. Fang waiting for me?"
Fang Jing was about to say something more, but his official robe was pulled by Du Wensong, the minister of Dali Temple. "Duke Chen Guo is visiting Dali Temple. He must want to see how we can plead for the people." After finishing speaking, he stepped aside. He took a step forward and stretched out a hand in a gesture of invitation, "Mr. Chen Guo, please take a seat."
Chen Lianghe took a step forward and said, "I'm just here to watch. You can interrogate me however you want, don't worry about me!"
Du Wensong was just saying polite words. After hearing what he said, he asked someone to bring up a stool so that he could sit down.
After welcoming Chen Lianghe into the hall, Du Wensong stepped forward and asked symbolically: "Chen Guogong, can we open the hall now?"
Chen Lianghe repeated what he just said, "I said, I'm just here to watch. You can interrogate me however you want, don't worry about me."
After Chen Lianghe said again that he was just here to watch, Du Wensong didn't waste any more time, "Okay, let's not delay anymore, let's go to the hall!" Then he walked to the middle of the lobby and sat down. As he sat down, Fang Fang Jing and others also took their seats in order to prepare for the opening of the hall.
After Du Wensong sat down, he picked up the gavel on the table and slapped it before shouting: "Shengtang!"
Immediately after his voice, the yamen servant's voice rang out, and then Mo Tingyu, his wife, and Mo Ziyuan were brought into the hall, "Who is in the audience? What's the grievance?"
"Sir, the grassroots are from Lanwan Village in Cangxi County. Their name is Mo Tingyu. They are here to sue Huang Qisheng, the youngest son of Huang Tongzheng's family. He was beaten to death four years ago.
I gave birth to my son Mo Cong. After my son died, my daughter-in-law was frightened and injured her body during childbirth. My daughter-in-law also followed a month later. "
After explaining his purpose, he said with grief: "Sir, my son came to Beijing just to sell some mountain goods. First, he didn't know him, and second, he had no enmity with him. He just killed two people in our family. Please The adults make the decision for us."
After Mo Tingyu finished speaking, he lay on the ground. Song Nanzhi and Mo Ziyuan also lay on the ground crying and begging the people on the stage to make the decision for them.
"Please tell me in detail!"
Fang Jing had already told Mo Tingyu about going to court, asking him to explain the situation in detail. In order to avenge his son, Mo Tingyu had already practiced it in his mind several times. After Du Wensong's words, he immediately explained in detail Talking about the whole process of Mo Cong being beaten to death by Huang Qisheng, starting from when Mo Cong went out to Huang Qisheng snatching his money.
After Mo Tingyu finished speaking, Du Wensong asked again: "Has anyone seen that your son Mo Cong was beaten to death by Huang Qisheng?"
"Yes, my son came to Beijing with his brother-in-law to sell mountain products."
Then Li Changfeng was brought in. After he came in, he was questioned by Du Wensong. Then Li Changfeng told the story of going to Beijing with Mo Cong one by one. He clearly stated that it was Mo Cong who was killed by Huang Qisheng. He also said many things on the way. Everyone saw it.
After Li Changfeng's words, the passers-by were found next, followed by Han Shuxian, Li Youdi, and Li Youcai. Although the three of them did not see Huang Qisheng beating Mo Cong to death, they could also prove that Mo Cong was beaten to death, and Mo Cong was beaten to death. Zi Yuan's mother died of premature birth and injuries after being stimulated.
In addition, the three people also proved other things.
Han Shuxian said that the pleading that Mo Tingyu went to Jingzhao Mansion to complain to was written by him, and what was written in the pleading was consistent with what was reported today.
Li Youdi and Li Youcai proved that Huang Qisheng led people to snatch back the money he paid to the Mo family in the Yamen, because they accompanied Mo Tingyu to the Yamen to complain.
After having proof from several people, Du Wensong asked people to bring Huang Qisheng in.
"Look, the man in front of you beat the victim Mo Cong to death?"
"yes."
"it's him!"
"it's him!"
"it's him!"
Passers-by not only recognized Huang Qisheng, but also said: "He is very bad. He often refuses to pay for things without saying anything. He even beats people when he is unhappy. We are afraid of meeting him when we go out. We hide when we hear him coming." Walk."
Chen Lianghe was so angry that he squeezed the handle of the chair under him tightly.
"Huang Qisheng, can you plead guilty?" Not only did Chen Lianghe get angry, but Du Wensong's voice also became much louder.
Of course he did not plead guilty, and Huang Qisheng immediately shouted that he was wronged, "I didn't kill anyone, it was all caused by the hands of others. If you want to be punished, you should be punished."
"Then tell me who killed Mo Cong?"
Huang Qisheng thought about it and casually mentioned a name. But as soon as he said it, Du Wensong's hand holding the gavel fell heavily on the table, "How dare you speak nonsense in court!"
"Come on! Give me a hard slap!"
With Du Wensong's words, the yamen officer gave a mighty promise and immediately rushed forward, slapping Huang Qisheng twice. Fortunately, it was a heavy slap. As soon as the yamen officer took off his hand, a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of Huang Qisheng's mouth. Come on, not to mention the two cheeks, a clearly visible big red palm print was printed on Huang Qisheng's face.
Seeing his son being beaten, Huang Wei couldn't bear it anymore. He turned to Du Wensong and said with a black face: "Is this how Mr. Du handles cases? Beating people without asking for clues? Are you trying to beat him into submission?"
It is said that one level of officialdom kills people. Chen Guogong was one level higher than him, the minister of Dali Temple, so when Chen Lianghe came to Dali Temple, he could still treat him politely, but he was not as good as him in politics, and he was also the father of a suspect. , he had the nerve to raise such a son. Du Wensong sneered and said, "I thought Mr. Huang knew very well about asking Young Master to beat Mo Cong to death. After all, beating someone to death is not a trivial matter. It seems that I have overthought it. Mr. Huang, you are such a noble person who forgets things so much."
"It doesn't matter. Let me remind Mr. Huang that when Mr. Ling beat Mo Cong to death four years ago, he pulled out his servants to carry him.
Damn it, the name of the person mentioned then is not the same person as now? "
"Master Huang, do you think I should slap the young master?"
Huang Wei was left speechless by Du Wensong's ridicule, and could only look at Huang Qisheng with a dark face.
Damn stupid thing!
The interrogation continued, and Du Wensong asked Huang Qisheng again, "I will give you another chance. If you are honest, you can still have a chance to change. If you make the same mistake again and again, it means that I want to alleviate your crime. If you don't cooperate, , I can’t do anything to alleviate it for you.”
"I am willing to cooperate. I am willing to compensate the Mo family. I can pay them more money. As long as you let me go, I will give them all my money and valuables."
"Why are you giving them this?"
Huang Qisheng was startled when he was asked, and then he replied: "Their son's death has something to do with me, so I should pay more."
"What does it have to do with you?"
Du Wensong was not in a hurry when he asked. Even if Huang Qisheng was prevaricating, he could continue to ask questions. As he asked, Huang Qisheng also told the story of beating Mo Cong. Although Huang Qisheng tried to cover up the fact that he beat Mo Cong, But under Du Wensong's repeated questions, Huang Qisheng became more and more anxious, and his answers became more and more contradictory. But as the contradictions became more and more, he revealed more and more truths.
After questioning Huang Qisheng, he brought his servant in for interrogation. The servant had already confessed under Fang Jing's interrogation, and the confession was also sent to Du Wensong when the servant entered the lobby.
Du Wensong took the confession and said, "What money?"
He Qian lay on the ground and trembled and replied, "The younger one is He Qian."
"Look up!"
He Qian knelt straighter, and then heard Du Wensong say: "Look at the person next to you? Do you recognize him?"
"Return to the master, he is the master of the villain."
"Four years ago, you and your master killed a farmer named Mo Cong. Do you still remember this?"
"Remember!"
After He Qian answered, without Du Wensong asking questions, he took the initiative to talk about how he beat the person to death.
"At that time, I was driving a carriage to take the young master home. On the way, I encountered another carriage coming from the opposite side of me. I thought about stepping to the side, but for a moment I didn't pay attention to the people on the road, and I knocked Mo Cong down. On the ground."
"I didn't mean to do it on purpose. I originally wanted to get out of the car to help him, but the young master urged me to go back quickly, so I didn't get out of the car and prepared to drive away again."
"Later, when Mo Cong saw that we were about to leave, he got up and pulled us, saying that he hit someone and wanted to run away. He also said that we had scratched his clothes and asked us to pay compensation before we could leave."
"I'm just a servant, and I can't make the decision, so I can only ask the master, what should I do?"
