"Don't fight! Don't hit! ”

The executioner held his stomach with a stomach full of anger, and skillfully hit the weak nerves of He Jiu's buttocks, causing He Jiu's buttocks to turn from blue to purple, and then the flesh and blood were blurred, causing him to beg for mercy incessantly.

"Well played!"

Although the people were very disgusted with the presiding judge's execution at every turn, they just watched Lin Haoran punish him like this, and some of them were more of a gritted tooth relief and support.

If it was just a lure, but He Jiu even coerced He Bi and used the innocence of his daughter to persecute him, this kind of person should simply be beaten to death.

Lin Haoran sat on top of the public court, looking at all this condescendingly, and did not mean to spare He Jiu, the villain.

All along, he rarely used punishment in his trials. It's just that in the face of this wicked person who has no bottom line, he is no longer soft-hearted, and wants He Jiu to understand what it is like to be "bullied".

He can tolerate corruption, he can tolerate selfishness, he can turn a blind eye to petty theft, but he cannot tolerate this kind of coercion.

One, two, three......

In the public hall of Nuoda, there was only the sound of the execution rod beating the buttocks, and the screams that accompanied He Jiu. With the final stick falling, the execution was over.

Although He Jiu was physically strong, the twenty boards were knocked down, which also made him suffer a lot, and the whole person crawled on the ground as if he had just experienced a serious illness.

Lin Haoran asked some detailed questions again, and He Bi also answered them one by one honestly.

The people and scholars in the hall listened to He Bi's statement, and knew that He Bi would kill Zeng Si's murderer, and this honest farmer was only coerced and lured by He Jiu to help confess the crime.

But he had to blame the inaction of the officials in Songjiang Prefecture, not to mention that he almost let the real murderer go unpunished, and even made an honest farmer like He Bi almost sent to the guillotine.

Lin Haoran saw that the case was already known, so he gave the criminal scribe next to him a look, and the scribe stood up from the small table and presented the written confession to He Bi.

He Bi faced the confession, but he hesitantly raised his head and asked, "My lord, can you protect my daughter!" ”

Although debt is one of the reasons, he is even more worried that the He family will sell his daughter to the Qinglou to pay off the debt, which is also one of the biggest reasons why he chose to take the blame for He Jiu.

"Why are you so ignorant, and if you don't know what to do, you don't have to be charged with harboring the murderer, and you dare to make such an unreasonable request!" The criminal scribe is famous, and immediately reprimanded.

He Bi knew that the request was indeed excessive, but he kowtowed to Lin Haoran and begged: "Lord Fu Yin, please save my daughter, the villain is willing to be a cow and a horse for you!" ”

Lin Haoran did not answer, but said loudly to the people and scholars in the hall: "This official is willing to exchange a pair of ink treasures for twenty taels of silver to help He pay off his debts!" ”

"Me!"

"Me!"

"Me!"

……

As soon as the words fell, a group of scholars raised their hands one after another.

But it's not that they are so righteous and squandered money, but Lin Haoran's Mobao can not only be exchanged for a mere twenty taels of silver, but also has a very high collection value, which is a sure deal.

Sun Jixiang helped select a gorgeously dressed son, and asked the son to wait until the end of the public trial, and then he would personally present Lin Haoran's ink treasure to him.

The boy believed in the credit of the Shuntian Mansion, and didn't take the twenty taels in his eyes, so he immediately took out the twenty taels of silver and handed them to Sun Jixiang, and Sun Jixiang directly handed the silver taels to He Bi.

Lin Haoran said to He Bi with full authority: "This official thinks that you have the heart to protect your daughter, and it is the great kindness of people, so I will help you this time!" Now that you have returned the silver taels to He Jiu, Yin of this mansion can be regarded as a witness for you, and you and the He family have since paid off the silver debts! If the He family still dares to ask you for debts in the future, then you let the He family come to this mansion Yin. As for the He family, if you dare to sell your daughter to the Qinglou, you can go to the local government to sound the drum to complain, or go to the Shuntian Mansion to complain, and the Yin of this government will definitely help you uphold justice. ”

"The grass people have thanked Master Qingtian!"

He Bi's eyes were full of tears, and his heart seemed extremely excited, first drawing a confession on it, and then knocking heavily at Lin Haoran nine times, knocking so much that his forehead was broken.

Ay!

The people and scholars in the hall saw what Lin Haoran had done, and even the most critical people felt that Lin Haoran was worthy of the name of Qingtian, and he was indeed the great savior of the poor people.

He Bi ignored the blood stains on his forehead and solemnly handed the silver two back to He Jiu.

This debt has accompanied him almost throughout his life, and he thought that he could only settle it with his life, which could be regarded as a "relief" for his son. But he never expected that when he came to the capital, he met a real Qingtian master.

He Jiu looked at the silver two in front of him, and his face looked hesitant.

"Sign the receipt!" Lin Haoran gave the scribe a look, and said lightly to He Jiu.

He Jiu wanted to refuse, after all, he wanted to use this to blackmail He Bi to take the blame, rather than accept the meagre twenty-two pieces of silver. It's just that he has seen Lin Haoran's methods, and he has no good reason to refuse, so he reluctantly signed the note.

After Lin Haoran dealt with this debt dispute, he knew that he was only overturning the conclusion of Songjiang Mansion at the moment, and the case was not over, so he looked at He Jiu and asked seriously: "He Jiu, can you plead guilty?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes fell on He Jiu who was crawling on the ground. If He Jiu pleads guilty here and admits that he is the real murderer of Zeng Si, then the case can be regarded as a happy ending.

"Lord Fu Yin, what is the crime of the grass people? Isn't it an adult who wants to beat the grass people into a trick? He Jiu suddenly came to his senses, with a mocking smile on his face, and replied with a very hard look.

Ay......

Although everyone had already guessed that it would be this answer, when He Jiu gave the answer, it was inevitable that there would be a burst of disappointment. Especially looking at He Jiu's appearance, it is clear that he is a hard stubble, and he is typically a wicked person who does not shed tears when he does not see the coffin.

"Bring a witness!"

Lin Haoran slapped the hall in shock, and instructed the officials under the hall.

But I saw Zeng Aniu, who I hadn't seen for a long time, being taken to court, and now he has been settled in the capital.

Zeng Aniu saw He Jiu lying on the ground, but his heart was greatly relieved, and he came to the hall and knelt down honestly and said: "The grass people Zeng Aniu has worshiped Lord Yin of the Mansion!" ”

Lin Haoran asked in a businesslike manner: "Zeng Aniu, the person who killed your clan uncle Zeng Si is the person next to you!" ”

"Exactly!" Zeng Aniu glanced at He Jiu, who was crawling on the ground, and replied categorically.

"My lord is wronged, I have a grudge against Zeng Aniu in the past, and the scar on his forehead is the work of the villain, and his testimony cannot be trusted!" He Jiu seemed to have something to say, and immediately shouted loudly.

Zeng Aniu immediately accused angrily: "He Jiu, so far, do you still want to quibble? On that day, I clearly saw you kill my clan uncle Zeng Si, you don't have to deny it again! ”

"I don't have a holiday with Zeng Si, why should I kill him!" He Jiu's face did not change, and he retorted with confidence.

The corners of Lin Haoran's mouth curled slightly, and he commanded to the hall again: "Pass on the certificate again!" ”

For today's public trial, he also spent a lot of energy. If it was just to bring He Jiu to justice, he wouldn't have to go to such great lengths, but this case is actually quite a story.