Chapter 225 Judge Black Law, an unexpected surprise

The sky quickly brightened and dimmed again, and in the blink of an eye it was already the night of the second day.

Magistrate Hu of Yunhe County returned to the county government office from Shanyang City at noon.

Just because I was too tired from staying all night at Xue Mansion last night, I slept until the night when I came back.

After waking up, the white-headed old man twirled his thin beard under his lips, with a look of aftertaste on his face:

"Tsk, tsk, that jade-bearing beauty has a delicate and soft body, and the taste is really wonderful.

It's a pity that if more than a dozen people with official positions above the county magistrate are divided together, it will be difficult to fully enjoy it.

In front of that beauty, I, an old man in my sixties, seemed to have returned to the age of eighteen.

Just to enjoy this beauty a few more times, it's not a bad idea to become a lackey of the Xue family.

The Xue Mansion wants to offer sacrifices and show filial piety, so I will use a little more pressure on the bottom of the box to plunder those mud-legged people.

In short, this job will not fall on my head."

But he didn't realize at all that when all kinds of vicious thoughts were surging in his heart, a faint green light flashed in his eyes.

Boom, boom, boom.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of drumming for grievances coming from outside the county government office, and he suddenly became energetic:

"The deal is here! Quick, help me change into official uniform and ascend to the throne, ascend to the throne!"

After a while, Magistrate Hu, Master, and two teams of government officials were all in place in the lobby, and a total of four people, one old and three young, walked in outside the dark hall.

The three young people seemed to be half asleep and half awake, looking somewhat confused.

But the white-haired old scholar who dragged eight people back together had bright eyes, as if they were electrified.

Qishang looked at the courtroom with the plaque "Mingjing hangs low" behind him, as if the person responsible for judging the prisoners was the magistrate below, but it was me who was special.

When the old scholar handed over the petition, Magistrate Hu frowned and looked at the people.

I always felt that the people in the hall seemed very familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen them before, so I had to ignore them temporarily and asked the old scholar:

"The document says that the eight people violently killed his son?"

The old scholar Zeng Wentai always remembered the instructions of the God Lord [Living King of Hell], tried hard to suppress the hatred surging in his heart, and just said:

"Exactly!"

Magistrate Hu turned to these eight young men again, frowned and asked:

"Have they ever done such evil things?"

The eight young people who looked a little confused had no excuses at all, but denied it with concern:

"You killed this man."

"There are fewer men you have insulted in Nayunhe County, and that one is missing again."

"It's your fate that a man from a mere commoner's family can be looked after by you. If you dare to resist, you will die!"

Before listening to both sides' statements.

Although the facts of the case were very clear and even the parties involved had no objections to the facts, Magistrate Hu did not hesitate to pronounce the verdict.

Instead, he secretly gave the master next to him a wink:

"Look at the clothes those eight young people are wearing. They are rich or expensive, but no one has taken care of them?"

The rules in the county government have always been like this.

According to Xiaoyan's law, murder is a minor case, and when the yamen handles such cases, it is also a good opportunity to make a fortune.

If the prisoner is a member of a well-known official family, then all of them must be released secretly to save face.

If you come from a small gentry or a small landowner's home that you must rely on locally, then accept less money, whether it is good for him or for you.

If there is a merchant family or a special wealthy citizen with whom there is no strong connection, they will eat the next family and then the next family, and they will not stop until the bones of both families are sucked out and the marrow is sucked out.

Wudao means: "The public gate is wide open, and if you have money without reason, don't withdraw it." This is what is said.

However, there were no deer-headed or rat-like eyes on the lamp shadow, but the master shook his head:

"Young man, I heard that no one but a woman came to the house to settle the relationship. Maybe we are from the land, right?"

At that moment, the old Confucian came up behind him, took out a wad of treasure notes from his arms, slapped them under the table, and said bitterly:

"Little man! You know all the rules, so of course I owe you your filial piety.

There are eight thousand taels of treasure money outside, and one thousand taels of treasure money can be exchanged for one head. You just want those eight evil beasts to die quickly!"

When they saw the treasure banknotes, Magistrate Hu and Master immediately beamed.

"Okay, I hate people like you who follow the rules the most.

Since the evidence is conclusive, the eight people who committed the most heinous crimes will be punished immediately!"

The eight people looked at each other and smiled, but there was only warm sarcasm in the old Confucian's eyes.

After a while, something special was done, and eight young men were each stabbed and their souls died.

There is no money to clear the way, from the county magistrate to the executioner, who cares whether it is day or night? There are no laws and regulations from the Ministry of Punishment? Is it the day before autumn to ask for execution?

"Sir, leave quickly! If you wanted to kill anyone last time, just send them to Yunhe County Government.

I can guarantee you that in the four counties of Dengzhou Prefecture and Sanzhou, there is no one with a more reasonable price than me!"

Just when Magistrate Hu personally saw off the old scholar and was about to walk out of the Yamen, Zeng Wentai suddenly turned around and said to me with a half-smile but not a smile:

"It's a good relationship, Mr. Hu. You will come back tomorrow to deal with a few old cases. I hope you will be as fair as you were today."

Suddenly, Magistrate Hu seemed to see that my face turned as white as the bottom of a pot, and the Confucian shirt underneath me turned into a pitch-white official robe.

The buzi below represents the mythical beast of justice - Haechi.

It seems like a stern and selfish judge!

Roar!

Magistrate Hu suddenly heard a majestic roar in his ears.

His body trembled and he suddenly woke up from under the bed.

I touched the sweat under my forehead, and it took me a while to recover from this extremely real dream.

But unexpectedly, I heard no one in the room calmly yelling:

"Master, it's good, it's good!"

Magistrate Hu, who was already in a peaceful mood after having a strange dream, frowned and scolded with great concern:

"How can you behave like a panicked girl? Get back!"

A big guy rushed out of the door, crawling on the ground, and reported with a panic on his face:

"Sir, just now when Mr. Duo, the county magistrate, and the son of the chief bookkeeper were drinking wine together at the Ningxiang Pavilion, they suddenly fainted together for some reason."

Magistrate Hu jumped up from the bed and shouted:

"What? How is he doing now?!"

I had a son at an old age, and I doted on him to the extreme.

I still hope that my son can carry on the family line, how can I tolerate my mistakes?

The servant was so frightened that he immediately fell to his knees and said tremblingly:

"The elders were just about to think of a way to wake up Master Duo, but they heard me and the other two young masters scream in agony, and then

Then the first eight heads suddenly fell up!"

Magistrate Hu felt dizzy and almost fell off the bed. He covered his chest and gasped for air before fainting on the spot.

But he felt that the outside of his clothes was the same. He stretched out his hand and touched it, and actually took out a stack of paper money!

hiss!

He threw it away as if he was electrocuted, scattering it all over the bedroom.

But the words that the white-faced weirdo said in the dream also resurfaced in my mind.

"One thousand taels of treasure can be exchanged for one head. All you want is for those eight evil beasts to die quickly!"

"Beasts will die soon!"

"Death quickly!"

I finally realized that my greed was the reason why I beheaded my only son in my dream for a wad of paper money!

Immediately, my breath slowed down and my heart pounded. A small mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and I cried out sadly:

"Your son!!!"

Click!

With nowhere to go, Wang Yuan, who had been meditating with his eyes closed by the "Yunhe Bridge", waiting for news, suddenly heard a crisp sound in his ear.
To be continued...