Don’t Show the Son

  Chapter 14 Lin Xiu’s Repayment

  Lin Xiu had originally planned to go home directly, but had already walked to the door. Hearing that the doctor's master once again interrogated the murderer of Wang's murder, he turned back.

  Although he is not very familiar with Daxia's law, a powerless thief, burglary, robbery and murder, will definitely not escape death. According to the law, it is normal to be executed.

   However, Lin Xiu never expected that the judgement of the Qing clerk on this person was actually Ling Chi.

  Ling Chi is one of the most cruel capital punishments. The prisoner will be slashed at all times during the execution, and the prisoner must be kept awake at all times. This kind of torture, just imagine it in your mind, and you feel shuddering.

  Furthermore, this penalty is generally only used on heinous felons. It is impossible for the court to pass the sentence for an ordinary murderer with a very late sentence.

  But the prisoner who is kneeling down in the hall at this moment obviously does not know this.

His face is extremely pale, and his body is shaking like sifting chaff. He is not afraid of death. After all, he is terminally ill, and he has not many days to live. To die for others, his family has received a large sum of money. For him, it is already a profit. .

  But there is a difference between death and death.

  Beheading is just a momentary thing. It is said that I can't feel the pain at all quickly, and my head has fallen out of a bowl with a big scar. Eighteen years later, he will be a hero again...

  It was only after hearing these words that he planned to come out and take the blame for others.

But that was Ling Chi. It is said that he would be executed for three days. During these three days, a thousand or two hundred pieces of meat were cut from him every day, and he would not die directly. The next moment I heard that he was sentenced to Ling Chi , The thief's crotch was wet.

The Qing official Si Langzhong looked at him with indifferent eyes, and said indifferently: "You commit Kangba, you robbed, raped and murdered people's girls, you also made the illusion of self-hanging, blaming the son of a first-class uncle, the crime is added to the third class. If you are sentenced to be too late, do you have something to say?"

  Kangba's face was as pale as paper. At this moment, he was scared, he was really scared.

He was afraid that he would be executed by Ling Chi, and watched the executioner cut him three thousand six hundred dollars. He knelt on the ground, banged his head, and said loudly: "My lord is wronged, wronged, I recruit, I do anything, just ask the adults to give me a happy one!"

  Qing Li Si Lang looked at him and asked: "Didn't you recruit all of them? What else are you confessing?"

  Kang eight successively said: "My lord, I did not kill the woman, but someone made me commit the crime, the lord is clear, the lord is clear..."

  ...

   Above the court of the Qing dynasty official, the situation has changed sharply.

  Kang Ba, who committed the crime, heard that he was going to be delayed, but even overturned all his previous confessions and confessed the fact that he had committed the crime for others, and it was naturally obvious who he had committed the crime for.

  The death of the Wang family woman must be related to Qin Cong.

He must have defiled Wang's family forcibly, and worried about Wang's report, so he killed Wang's overnight, and made the illusion of her suicide, and found a thief to commit the crime. Unexpectedly, the person he was looking for was not reliable at all. Spectrum...

   "It turned out to be like this..."

   "The Wang family is mostly not voluntary."

   "The beast, not to mention the defilement of the other girl, but also murdered her life and tainted her innocence..."

   "I heard that the beast has been killed. Retribution, really retribution!"

  ...

  Outside the court, Lin Xiu looked at the expressionless Qingli Siangzhong sitting under the "Dingjing Hanging" plaque, and felt that she didn’t know much about the chief official...

  Although Qin Cong is dead, Wang's case is not over yet.

  The thief’s temporary counter-confession dragged the Qin family in again.

  One hour later, Qing Lisi and Houya.

   First-class loyal uncle Qin Wu frowned and looked at the Qing official Si Lang, and asked, "Isn't that case closed? How come there are branches?"

Qing Lisi Langzhong gave him a faint look and said, "Then I have to ask you, since you are looking for someone to commit the crime, why did you find someone who is greedy and afraid of death? The official didn't ask anything, so he recruited it himself. Even if the officer wants to help you, the Qin family is too late."

  Uncle Zhongyong had a grim expression and gritted his teeth: "My son is dead, and these people who are eye-catching still don't let go. Whether it is the old thing or the stupid family, they must die!"

  "Uncle Zhongyong!"

His eyes sharpened suddenly, he slapped the table with a slap on the table, and said in a deep voice, "Are you all dead for the censors of the capital? Or do you think that the assassin dared to kill your son? If you dare to kill you, you must not only keep them alive, but also keep them alive. This officer doesn't want to hear the news that Uncle Zhongyong was assassinated."

  Qing Li Si Lang's words, like a pouring of cold water poured down on his head, so that Uncle Zhong Yong wakes up instantly.

  Du Chasi is not afraid of him, but he has to guard against the mysterious assassin.

  The son died. He was already sad and angry. When he encountered this trouble again, he had no idea for a while, so he could only ask: "In the opinion of an adult, what should I do?"

Qing Li Si Lang thought for a while, and said: "I can no longer control the impact of this case. The deceased is already gone. If Uncle Zhong Yong wants to retreat, he only needs to push everything to Master Ling. Everything is done by Master Ling, Uncle Zhongyong, you don't know anything."

  Uncle Zhongyong was furious upon hearing this: "What, my son is dead, you still want to..."

  Qing Li Shi Lang interrupted him: "It is precisely because he is dead, that there is no way to pursue it. Or, do you find another person to blame?"

Uncle Zhongyong has suffered a loss once. If he finds someone to commit the crime again, it is hard to guarantee that he will not be out of line. The Qing official said that the best way to do this is to push everything to his dead son. .

  After a long silence, Uncle Zhongyong raised his head, hugged his fist to the Qing official Si Lang, and said: "These few days, thanks to Mrs. Liu's help, I will remember this favor, and I will repay it in the future."

   Qingli Shi Lang waved his hand and said, "Uncle Zhongyong is polite."

  After uncle Zhongyong thanked him, he walked away from the back door preoccupiedly, and Qingli Shizhong sent him out with a smile. The moment the door was closed, the smile on his face instantly diminished.

   "Bah!"

  He has a look of disgust on his face and spit out a mouthful of water under his feet.

  What happened to the Qing official, Lin Xiu didn't know, Qin Cong died, and the Qing official also returned the Wang's innocence. For Wang's family, this is the best ending.

  When he was about to return to Lin Mansion, Lin Xiu passed by the corner of the street last night.

  It's noon, the streets are very lively, shouting and chanting, and beside the garbage dump on the corner of the street, a yellow dog is digging with its front paws.

It’s not very lucky today. All morning, it didn’t even find half a piece of steamed bread. Smelling the meat from the shop next to it, it swallowed its saliva and slowly approached the shop. When it wanted to take a few more mouthfuls. , The butcher’s little Er had already picked up the stick.

   "Where did the wild dogs come from, get away from you, don't affect our business!"

  It couldn't understand the person, but it saw the stick in the other person's hand. Knowing that it would be uncomfortable to hit the body, it immediately ran back to the corner with its tail clamped.

  Beside the garbage dump on the corner of the street, the yellow dog lay there weakly, whimpering from time to time.

  "If I could have chicken thighs, it would be great..."

   "Better have another elbow."

   "You can chew on the bones..."

  ...

  I don’t know how long it took, the dog beside the garbage dump sniffed, and then suddenly opened his eyes.

  It smelled of chicken legs and elbows, its throat kept trembling, looked around, saw a human being, walked slowly in front of it, opened a paper bag, and placed it in front of it.

  In the paper bag are two chicken legs and one elbow. The fragrance of the chicken legs and elbow makes it intoxicated.

  Lin Xiu squatted in front of the dog, pointed at the chicken leg and elbow, and said, "Let’s eat."

Although the local dog did not understand what the human said, but he understood what he meant. The chicken legs and elbows were for it. It did not hesitate to chew on it. Even the smallest bones were crushed and swallowed into its stomach. Here, at the end, I did not forget to add the oily paper three times.

  Then, it circled the human a few times, and at the same time it kept wagging its tail. This was its way of expressing gratitude.

  If it weren’t for this dog, Lin Xiu might have died at the hands of the assassin the night before. This is an out-and-out saving grace.

  Lin Xiu patted its head lightly, and said, "If you want, follow me in the future. As long as I have a bite to eat, you won’t be hungry..."

  (End of this chapter)