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Chapter 336 Execution
Gao Qiao looked at Jigong lying on the ground with a bloody dagger in his hand, pointed at the monk and said, "This stinky monk killed my young master with a dagger, my master will never let you go easily .”

Qian Laiyi said: "There is nothing else to say. It must be this stinky monk who killed your young master. He still has a dagger in his hand and blood on his body. Hurry up and ask Master Zhu's father to bring the yamen servant over." Take him away."

Takahashi gritted his teeth in hatred and said, "He's dead!"

"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on?" Ji Gong looked at the dagger in his hand, and immediately threw the dagger to the ground, saying, "Why does the poor monk have a knife in his hand?"

Gao Qiao pointed at Ji Gong and said, "Good monk, you didn't crush my young master to death in the restaurant that day, but here, you actually stabbed my young master to death with a knife."

"Hey, Monk, I was drunk just now. I don't know what happened. When I wake up, I will be like this."

"You monk, you are very treacherous, as long as you are caught above the court, under heavy punishment, we will see if you recruit."

Takahashi asked someone to protect the scene, and sent someone to notify Zhu Taiqiang's father, Zhu Mengtang.

When Zhu Mengtang heard that his son had been killed, he kicked away the maid who was washing his feet, and rushed to Qian Laiyi's house with three classes of yamen servants.

Qian Laiyi brought him to the scene of the crime, and told him what he and Gao Qiao had seen. Zhu Mengtang slapped Qian Laiyi on the face and said, "You bastard, my son has a grudge against that monk. , How dare you let my son be in the same room as that monk."

"My lord, spare my life, my lord, my lord, but I really don't know that your son has enmity with that monk!"

"Hmph! Wait, wait until I get rid of that monk, and then I'll cut you into pieces!"

"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life, this matter has nothing to do with the villain!"

"Yes, my lord, it is true that Qian Laiyi called your young master to the poor monk's room. He wanted to use the poor monk's hand to kill your son. Wrong, hahaha..."

"Master, how can you say that? You came to my house, and I greeted you with good wine and food, but you killed people in my house, what is your intention?"

"What is my intention, you know better than the poor monk."

Zhu Mengtang said angrily: "Come here and take this monk back. This county will interrogate him properly."

Jigong was put in chains and brought to the court.

It is night now, and lanterns are lit around the courtroom.

Two yamen servants dragged Ji Gong to the court.

When the two yamen servants asked Jigong to kneel down, Jigong still didn't want to kneel.

"Knock him down!" Zhu Mengtang said angrily.

Two yamen servants with water and fire sticks broke the water and fire sticks, but Ji Gong still stood there with a smile and said: "The poor monk's legs can't be bent."

A yamen servant with half a water and fire stick reported to Zhu Mengtang: "My lord, his legs can't be bent, what should we do?"

"Bastard, my lord has never seen a person whose legs can't bend. Hit him until he kneels."

Two more yamen servants went up and broke the water and fire stick.Ji Gong stood there and said with a smile: "My lord, the monk's legs can't be bent, so don't try again, or your water and fire sticks will be broken, what should you do?"

The master next to him walked over to have a look, and then said to Zhu Mengtang: "My lord, it is possible that this monk's legs really can't bend too much, so what should I do?"

"You can't bend, and you can't let him talk standing up, so let's talk back on your stomach."

"Get down!"

All the yamen servants yelled at Tang Wei together, and after shouting, four yamen servants lifted Jigong up with water and fire sticks, and then pulled out the sticks together, so that Jigong fell hard on the court.

Ji Gong screamed: "Ah, it hurts! It hurts!"

Zhu Mengtang patted the startled wood and said: "Who is kneeling under the hall? Report your name!"

After Zhu Mengtang said, Jigong just didn't speak, Zhu Mengtang asked again, but Jigong fell asleep and made a loud noise.

Zhu Mengtang was so angry that his nose was crooked, and said: "Come here, beat this monk fifty times, how dare you despise the court!"

When a yamen servant was about to strike, Ji Gong suddenly supported his head with his hands, and said, "Wait, wait, wait, my lord, why did you hit me? Which law of the king have I violated?"

"Contempt the court! The county asked you something, why didn't you say it?"

"Your Excellency is wrong, Your Excellency is wrong. Your Excellency just asked who is kneeling in the hall. Monk, I am lying on my stomach, and I am not kneeling. Naturally, I cannot answer the words of the county master."

Zhu Mengtang felt that Jigong's words were reasonable, so he endured the tone and said: "Forget it, then I want to ask you, who is lying down in the hall?"

Jigong had already sat up. He smiled and said, "My lord is wrong again. I am sitting, monk, not lying down."

"You..." Zhu Mengtang was so angry that he could hardly speak, and said: "If you dare to move around again, you will be punished!"

Jigong sat down and said, "Your Excellency, you can ask now."

"Who is sitting in the hall?"

"At the lower Lingyin Temple to help the epileptic monk."

"Monk Jidian, this county asks you, did you kill my son Zhu Taiqiang?"

"My lord, the poor monk has been wronged! The poor monk has been wronged!" Jigong put on a pitiful look.

"What? Are you wronged? Qian Laiyi and Gao Qiao saw you kill my son with their own eyes. How dare you say that you were wronged? Come and serve me with great punishment!"

"My lord, wait a minute, my lord, wait a minute!"

"Great torture!" Zhu Mengtang lost his son and was in a turbulent mood. He couldn't hear Jigong's words, so he grabbed the token and threw it down.

This lord may be too angry, he even grabbed two tokens, these two tokens of punishment will be executed twice with legs clamped.

In these two times, most people would faint from the pain, and in severe cases, they might even die.

The master said on the side: "My lord, is this punishment too severe? If the monk is added to death, how will this case be tried?"

Zhu Mengtang sneered and said, "How about a trial? Master, do you think this case still needs to be tried? This monk held a bloody dagger in his hand, and my son died next to him, and there was no one around. He didn't kill him or Who killed it? Even if he couldn't make it through and died, it's his own fault."

Jigong's legs were tied with big sticks, and a government servant would exert force on the sticks on one side. Every time he used a little force, the tortured person would feel unbearable pain.

Zhu Mengtang asked people to start the first level of punishment.

After the execution, Jigong was fine, he was still drinking, but Zhu Mengtang felt his leg was extremely painful, and he ordered another execution, but when the clamp was pressed a little more, Zhu Mengtang screamed in pain.

Jigong took a sip of wine, pointed at Zhu Mengtang and said, "Execution!"

(End of this chapter)