Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Feng Dashan was kicked in pain, and shouted: "No, no fooling, about seventy or eighty people like this, I haven't counted, I will count to fifty..."

Bai Shan:  …

Crowd: ...

I didn't expect to lose in counting. It seems that in addition to teaching the people etiquette, righteousness, integrity, loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, and righteousness, they also have to teach them to count.

Bai Shan reached out and rubbed his forehead.

Those who will hang out with Jia Dalang are not good people, and usually do a lot of stealing.

It took a lot of time just to confess these things. Bai Shan felt that most of Jia Dalang's staff were selected from the people who usually hang out with them.

Because he asked very meticulously, he wrote down the names of the gangsters he had heard who liked to steal chickens and dogs just like them.

Then he put the person in the prison. He also instructed Lieutenant Dong, "Don't be locked in a cell, be locked on the side, be nice to him tonight, um, give him a chicken leg to eat."

Jia Dalang and others, who were tied up and thrown into the cell, only had a black-faced steamed bun and particularly thin porridge when they put food in the cell, but Feng Dashan on the opposite side not only had dry rice to eat, but also had a big chicken leg on it, thinking of them with his toes. I also know something is wrong.

Immediately, someone couldn't help rushing to the door of the cell, and excitedly asked Feng Dashan opposite, "Did you confess? Did you confess?"

Feng Dashan was startled, holding the bowl and shrinking back, staying far away from them, he now has two knives hanging over his head, feeling very terrified, and said in horror, "I don't confess to them, they all know, do you think Why were we arrested? Because someone informed the county magistrate about everything we did!"

Jia Dalang asked with hatred on his face, "Who is the whistleblower?"

Feng Dashan: "I don't know, the magistrate didn't say..."

Jia Dalang asked, "What did you confess to?"

A yamen came over with a wooden stick, knocked hard on the cell door, and shouted loudly, "What are you arguing about, what are you arguing about, if you are not hungry, hand me the meal, and you are not allowed to speak to me and pass on news."

He made a serious threat to Feng Dashan, and knocked on his door fiercely: "If you talk nonsense again, it will not be torture in the lobby. You haven't been to the torture room in our cell, have you? Be honest with me!"

Feng Dashan was terrified, so no matter how Jia Dalang and the others asked him, he would hide in the corner like a quail, not daring to say a word, and he couldn't even eat.

The rice with the chicken legs was placed on the ground, and several prisoners in the cells nearby couldn't see it. They squeezed to the door and said to him, "Hey, coward, would you like to eat that meal for us?"

"That's right, it's a waste of time."

"You should eat the meal you got from selling your brother," the big black man in the same cell with Jia Dalang couldn't help shouting loudly, "I'm not afraid of choking you."

Feng Dashan shrank a little tighter, and he couldn't help but murmured, "Don't blame me, I don't even mention the county magistrate, I know it, anyway, I need to know..."

Jia Dalang and the others still heard it, and their hearts sank after hearing this, and they glanced at each other.

Yes, can they not know if they don't say Bai Shan?

There were too many people involved in that incident at that time, and Feng Dashan also confessed, so I don't know how much he knew and how much he said.

Jia Dalang was a little remorseful. There were too many people participating at that time, and it was too difficult to control.

The next day, Bai Shan began to interrogate them one by one, but the people who finished the trial were not put back in the prison, but were held in the yard, kneeling, and each new person who was brought up walked by In the yard of the county government office, people can be seen kneeling there.

Seeing that their faces were gray and defeated, no one knew how much they said, so they were interrogated by Bai Shan again, and they fell more and more. Finally, when it was Jia Dalang's turn to be interrogated, all the five people kneeling in the yard turned pale and had already Shaky.

Bai Shanyi asked a lot of things this morning. Jia Dalang's matter has not only involved one li, but he has not only endangered Dajing Village 1 li, but also more than 300 households in the other two li around him.

This is considered a major and important case, especially judging from the confessions of the five people now, they will not eat lunch at this time, and continue the interrogation directly.

Fang Xiancheng and the others were also alarmed and came over to watch.

Dong Xianwei's face was the most ugly, and Fang Xiancheng and Song head clerk also looked at him. When such a big incident happened, it was obvious that Dong Xianwei was a big negligent.

Even the county magistrate Lu, who has been promoted and left...

However, after watching Lieutenant Dong Xian, the chief clerk looked at Fang Xiancheng, and said gloatingly: "Speaking of which, Fang Xiancheng has the responsibility of assisting the county magistrate, and the Fang Xiancheng should also be responsible for such an incident in Dajing Village. Must be responsible, right?"

Fang Xiancheng did not speak.

Dong Xianwei glanced at Master Song. Originally, he and Master Song had a good relationship. Although they were a little colder during this period because of Bai Shanzhong's use, they didn't hate each other.

But now Wei Dong decides to hate Chief Booker Song.

Master Song didn't know a word or a look, and he lost a friend, and he was still watching Bai Shan's trial with relish.

Let's judge, let's judge, and finally pull out the radish and bring out the mud, and pull out the magistrate of Lu in Qingzhou City.

Hmph, shrewd and strong, with outstanding achievements?

What kind of shrewdness is this to have brought such a den of bandits under the rule and have been in trouble for the village for many years?

Even if the county magistrate Lu will not be dismissed, at least there will be a dark cloud over his career, and promotion will not be so easy in the future.

Master Song felt that although this matter might not be self-interested, it would definitely hurt others, and it was the enemy that hurt, which was enough to make him happy.

Jia Dalang was crushed to his knees on the ground, Bai Shan took a sip of tea, raised his eyes to look at him, lowered his head to read the confessions of the others, closed them and asked, "Are you a move?"

Jia Dalang sneered: "The adults have already interrogated them, and they should know it. What's the difference between the trial and the trial?"

Just now when he came in and saw the faces of the people kneeling in the yard, he knew that most of them had already recruited them. Not to mention, being a thief alone would kill them, not to mention that he still had a lot of money in his hands. human life.

Others may still have a chance to survive, but he certainly doesn't.

Since they are going to die, is there any difference between recruiting and not recruiting?

Bai Shan nodded, waved to the clerk who recorded the confession, and simply leaned back on the chair behind him, saying, "Then let's chat."

He said: "Obviously you already know your crime, and this county does not treat you preferentially, but if you live forever, you are about to die. This county doesn't mind taking a moment to listen to your story."

He said: "This county also wants to know, how did you grow up to be such a villain?"

Jia Dalang no longer had the docile appearance he faced Bai Shan two days ago. He raised his head and snarled at him: "That is naturally the father is evil and the son is evil. My father is a bad person, and the son born is of course a bad person."

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