The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

Lou Xiaofeng was not afraid of Tang Zhongbai's questioning. The corners of his lips curled up and a determined smile appeared on his face.

He walked closer to Tang Zhongbai, smiled brightly at him, raised his right hand, and one of the officials he brought with him walked out.

This man was of medium build, with a small nose, small eyes and shaggy eyebrows. His peculiar appearance made the servants of the Tang family recognize him at a glance.

Isn't this Li Xiaoyan, the new chef in the kitchen? He is also the apprentice of the chef who killed Cao.

Is he going to betray his master?

"I can testify. Last night at midnight, I saw Lord Tang's confidant with five or six helpers throw two people on the ground into the yard. After beating them up, they pinned them to the ground and cut their necks with a knife." He pointed at the two people on the ground arrogantly and said firmly: "If you don't believe me, you can ask the coroner to perform an autopsy to see if what I said is true. After the people died, they hid them in the cracks of the rockery rocks. I followed them and got the murder weapon, you see."

As he spoke, he took out a bundle from his waist and tore open the layers of bundles. Two sharp blades still stained with blood appeared in front of people.

His words were not convincing. No one in the Tang family's servants believed him. Instead, they accused him of selling out his master for personal gain.

Facing the malicious words from the crowd, Li Xiaoyan stood up and told them in a serious tone what he had been going through in recent days.

"I know everyone calls me a worthless person who betrayed my master. But do you think I want to do such a treasonous thing? You know, when I saw them killing people last night, they were just like killing a chicken, without fear or guilt."

He was shaking violently, and he lowered his head and stared at the ground while speaking. Perhaps he remembered something terrible, so he took a deep breath as if he had made up his mind and said, "I thought about Master. How could he, a man who never quarreled and worked diligently, kill someone? He must have discovered something and they silenced him."

As he spoke, his body began to shake violently again. He clenched his hands in his sleeves, took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes, and continued, "I remember that in the second half of the night of the 14th, I got up and went back to my room, and heard the sound of fighting in my master's room. I was so scared that I hid myself. Later, there was no movement, but the light was on in the room. I watched the murderer clean up my master's room inside and out, but I was timid and afraid, so I didn't dare to make a sound. I only dared to wait until the man left the room, and then I dared to clearly see with the moonlight that it was him, and it was him who killed my master. I was really scared. I was afraid that my life would be unclear, and what would my mother do at home."

As he spoke, he seemed filled with indignation, and the grievances of his master and himself surged into his mind, making him cry bitterly.

Some of the soft-hearted servants were moved by his emotions and their eyes could not help but turn red. They accidentally glanced at the follower standing upright behind Tang Shiyan, and fear appeared in their eyes.

The officers had smug looks on their faces, as if they were determined to win.

Lou Xiaofeng pointed behind Tang Shiyan, but his eyes fell on Li Xiaoyan and asked him, "Are you sure he is the leader?"

Li Xiaoyan held back his sadness, wiped his tears, and took out a delicately crafted jade pendant from his bosom and showed it to the crowd. Only when he saw the incredulous expressions of all the servants of the Tang family did he kneel down in front of them and force out a sentence with a choked voice, "I picked this up on the ground after they left. Everyone in the mansion knows who this belongs to! Please ask Lord Lou to make a decision for me and my master."

This jade pendant was his personal belongings and everyone in the mansion knew it.

The servants all stepped aside and stayed far away from the man, fearing that he might go crazy and cause harm to themselves.

But the murderer, who could be said to be a serious villain, had a calm expression and watched them as if he was watching a play.

He didn't refute or argue, just smiled and watched quietly as if it had nothing to do with him.

Tang Zhongbai looked at Li Xiaoyan and asked, "Are you done?"

Li Xiaoyan nodded.

"Okay. Mr. Zhang, please come and do the autopsy."

At this time, a thin old man came from behind the crowd, and Jiang Pizi followed behind him carrying a wooden box.

Everyone turned around and saw that Hu Yu had brought dozens of officials with him to stand behind the crowd. No one knew when they had arrived.

Standing side by side with Hu Yu was a girl wearing a green shirt, with a thick black braid hanging diagonally across her chest and beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

If it weren’t for Qinghong and Caiyun behind her, no one would recognize her as Jiang Muxia.

When she came to the county, she followed Madam Jiang's advice and changed her attire to make her look more gentle.

Today she was going to visit the farm, and she felt that she was more comfortable in her old outfit. She had just finished packing up in the morning when she heard the noisy sound in Qiufeng Courtyard, so she went out to check. Halfway along the way, she happened to meet Hu Yu, who was coming over, and so they came together.

Old man Zhang came to Wu Fan, uncovered the white cloth and began to perform an autopsy.

His fingers touched the neck of the corpse, and he stopped to look at the scratches there, puzzled. He then turned over the eyelids of the corpse and examined them carefully. He stood up and asked Li Xiaoyan in a strong and old voice, "May I ask the witnesses, can you say that they died at midnight last night?"

Li Xiaoyan nodded firmly, "I'm sure."

"That's not right. This person has been dead for more than two days, and the color of his face is not right. About two days after a person dies, blue or gray-black corpse spots will appear on the face. Why is his face pale?"

Mr. Zhang walked up to Lou Quan's body, uncovered the white cloth, looked up, and found that the two bodies looked the same.

He didn't check it and covered it with the white cloth again.

"They all died of illness, more than two days after they died, and there were no wounds on their bodies. Their throats were cut after they died."

His words caused a huge uproar, causing everyone present to be shocked.

Others may not know, but these officials know.

Yesterday, Hu Yu brought Wu Fan to the yamen with great fanfare, and many people saw it. Even if he was beaten to death yesterday, he was not the person who had been dead for two days as Mr. Zhang said.

Lou Xiaofeng glared at the official behind him. Old Man Zhang had been the coroner in the yamen for many years and had never made a mistake in his decades of work.

The conclusion he reached cannot be wrong.

He suddenly suspected that the two bodies lying on the ground were not Lou Quan and Wu Fan at all, and they were most likely tricked.

The servants of the Tang Mansion turned their attention to Li Xiaoyan. Now they understood everything. This man was a despicable villain who was bribed by others to frame the master's family.

Lou Xiaofeng was angry and hated Ji Di for his incompetence. Such a good opportunity was lost in vain.

He put all the blame on Li Xiaoyan, kicked him hard, and cursed: "What a wicked slave, you framed the master and tried to drag me into this. You are so bold. Come, arrest him and put him in jail."

He ignored Li Xiaoyan's pleading, put on a smiling face, came to Tang Shiyan, bowed deeply to him, and apologized to him.

"I was mistaken for believing the words of a villain and misunderstood Lord Tang. Please be magnanimous and don't hold it against me."

Tang Shiyan waved his hand as if nothing had happened and expressed his understanding.

"Lou is just enforcing the law impartially. All the officials in our yamen should be like him, not afraid of power and dare to stand up for the people. Then I will have less worries."

Lou Xiaofeng's face turned pale and blue after hearing these words, and he could only laugh awkwardly.

Lou Xiaofeng took the bodies away and threw them into a mass grave. Later, when the officials reported to him, he learned that the two bodies were wearing masks. They were the two death row prisoners who died of illness in the prison two days ago.

Lou Xiaofeng was so angry that he smashed the cup.