Since I met you, people are dying every day

Ye Sirui had an idea in his mind, and still asked: "Master Tang?" He didn't miss the hesitation on Tang Lianggong's face.

"Zhiyong has a scar on his left arm, which was caused by his servants not being careful with him when he was a child, and knocked on the stone." In a day, Tang Lianggong looked tired and aged a lot. "Master Ye asked what this is for?"

Ye Sirui quickly recalled the burn on Tang Zhiyong's arm when he was rescued from the fire scene. On the surface, it was just the same as the previous few times, and said politely: "It's nothing, just asking casually."

Lord Zhizhou seemed to have regained his courage because of his words, and put on a cold and serious look, "Master Ye, I don't know how you investigated the fire at the post station?"

Now that you mention this, why be polite?Ye Sirui laughed so hard that his phoenix eyes crooked, and called the servant next to him: "Guanyan, tell Malu to let the yamen servant who is watching the Yuelai Inn bring Tang Zhiyong back to the yamen."

Obedient to Guanyan, he didn't say a word, and obediently went down to look for Malu.Ye Sirui recently reused Ma Lu, so the yamen servants and the police officers naturally treated Ma Lu differently, not to mention Ma Lu was already very prestigious, so the third class of yamen servants was already in Ye Sirui's hands.As for the people in the sixth room, there are still some internal chatter, such as complaining that Ye Sirui shouldn't go directly to the torture room to investigate the case, Ye Sirui doesn't bother to talk to them.Ye Fu, on the other hand, listened to some gossip and took the initiative to rectify it a few times.Compared with Zhou Sheng, who was mediocre and corrupt, Ye Sirui was very satisfied with Ye Fu's deputy.

When Tang Lianggong heard that he wanted someone to arrest Tang Zhiyong, his face was startled and terrified. He just warned loudly: "Are you going to repeat the old trick again? What evidence? What confession? You dare to arrest people out of thin air?"

Knowing that he was just bluffing, Ye Sirui took a sip of tea and said, "I just asked my nephew Ling to come to the Yamen to ask some questions. Is your lord not aware of the process, so why should you be so frightened? If there is any evidence to confess, your lord will follow me to the Wutang hall." Is it clear?"

Tang Lianggong didn't react at all, he seemed to be paralyzed on the chair, his hands twitched, his eyes were dull, he just repeated: "He's guilty...he's guilty..." Ye Sirui couldn't bear to look any more, put down the tea bowl, the crisp knocking sound Waking him up, he seemed to have found a life-saving straw, staring at Ye Sirui closely. "Lord Ye, Jing...he is guilty...I am also guilty, I cover him up with him...can you save him, I am Zhizhou, I can take the blame for him...you save him, he is so weak I can't stand prison..." The muscles on his face twitched, but he couldn't say a word.

Ye Sirui was really tormented by him staring at him, and even listening to his words, he was already depressed and unable to recover, so he could only smile wryly: "My lord, what are you in a hurry for?"

Tang Lianggong stopped talking.Ye Sirui drank tea quietly.

After drinking two courses of tea, the Ma Lu went up to talk and brought Ye Zhiyong.Ye Sirui got up and straightened his official uniform, seeing that Tang Lianggong could no longer walk, he asked Guanyan to help Master Zhizhou to sit in the hall.The officials from the third class and the sixth house were already waiting in the hall, so it was not surprising to see Tang Lianggong, but this lord was so absent-minded, it seemed that there must be something serious.They exchanged glances, but Ye Sirui ignored their mutterings, and announced the opening of the class to start the trial of the lawsuit.The new announcement day is coming soon, the last case accepted has almost been tried, and soon it will be the turn of the post station fire case.Ye Sirui asked someone to bring Wu Zuo up first, and announced the autopsy results.

"...There is no smoke in the mouth and nose of the corpse, and the internal organs are dark red or even black, so it is not burnt to death..."

Everyone knew this, but the officials of the Sixth House were not there that day, so it sounded like a lot of discussion. It turned out that the only son died, no wonder Mr. Tang was so distraught.

"... There are white fabrics in the heart, many ecchymosis, deformed and swollen, which is a sign of heart disease that has accumulated for a long time. It is indeed the corpse of Tang Jinghuan, the son of Mr. Tang Lianggong. The cause of death is the heart disease induced by foreign objects."

Hearing the last sentence, Tang Lianggong's eyes lit up again, and he stared at Ye Sirui in disbelief.Feeling his gaze, Ye Sirui just thought to himself, didn't he tell you not to worry.He also asked the yamen servant to bring the postman who testified that day to the court.The postman confessed that the place where Tang Jinghuan's body was found was Tang Zhi's bedroom, and the postmaster and fellow postmen could testify.His testimony gave rise to another low-pitched murmur.Master Zhizhou's nephew killed his own son, which is a big scandal no matter how you look at it.

"Silence!" Ye Sirui knocked on the gavel, thinking about the reactions of these officials, he felt a little bit of a smile in his heart.It's just that Tang Lianggong is pitiful.He cast a sympathetic glance at the Zhizhou lord.Tang Lianggong was still eagerly looking down the hall, Ye Sirui knew who he was looking for. "Bring Tang Zhiyong to the hall!"

Ma Lu personally escorted Tang Zhiyong to the hall, and the officials separated from the middle to make way.Tang Zhiyong's wounds haven't healed yet, there are still pieces of gauze on his arms and face.Ma Lu showed some kindness, didn't torture him, didn't tie him up, half held him half supported, made him kneel down facing Ye Sirui, straightened up and spoke.

"Are you Tang Lianggong's nephew, Tang Jinghuan's brother Tang Zhiyong?"

"Student." Tang Zhiyong also entered school, so he called him a student.

"Did you kill your younger brother, Tang Jinghuan, the son of Tang Lianggong?" Ye Sirui knocked on the gavel suddenly, "Don't hide it!"

"The student is guilty." Tang Zhiyong said blankly, bowed his head and kowtowed, without even looking at Tang Lianggong on Ye Sirui's right.Ye Sirui glanced at Tang Lianggong, and found that the eyes of this upright adult staring at Tang Zhiyong had turned into hatred.

The officials were dumb.Ye Sirui said: "You are a scholar, you learned the way of filial piety, why did you harm your brother?"

Tang Zhiyong didn't speak.

The officials are also whispering, how curious.A scholar, whose parents died young, thanks to his uncle's adoption, and his uncle has achieved the fifth rank, and has no worries about food and clothing. How much hatred can force him to do such an annihilating thing like killing his brothers and feet?

Ye Sirui stared at him intently, and understood the helplessness, anger, and sarcasm in his eyes.He said, "Because he wanted to kill you, didn't he?"

The numbness on Tang Zhiyong's face instantly broke, he was full of surprise and astonishment, he buckled his head again, and said loudly: "Your Excellency is wise!" Tang Lianggong slapped the table hard in shock, "Ye Sirui, what are you talking about!? "This roar was more vicious than any reprimand he had ever given.Ye Sirui ignored him, and asked someone to pass on Tang Jinghuan's servant and the postman who fed the horses, and asked them to confess one by one.

As their confessions were stitched together to restore the truth, the expressions of the officials gradually became enlightened.Ye Sirui once again looked at Tang Lianggong with pity.It's a sad story to say the least.

Tang Jinghuan dreamed that Tang Zhi killed him with arson.Perhaps it was because of the trace of wariness and disgust towards Tang Zhiyong in his heart, he believed it to be true.Once a person has a firm mind, what he sees is what he wants to see.In Tang Jinghuan's view, Tang Zhiyong wanted to please his father, give him gifts, teach him how to ride and shoot, all of which were intended to harm him.A servant died in the house, and Tang Jinghuan suspected that Tang Zhiyong missed the murder.Even if Tang Zhiyong toasted him with a glass of wine, he still insisted that the servants should test for drugs first.Even if Tang Zhiyong used to live in harmony with him.Even if Tang Lianggong repeatedly reprimanded him.Simple people can be more stubborn in one thing than ordinary people.

Out of mother's precaution and love, Mrs. Tang condoned his behavior, and even the serious and rigid Tang Lianggong couldn't do anything with them.So Tang Zhiyong had no choice but to ask for perfection again and again, allowing his subordinates to slander and neglect him.He thought that if he proved himself with actions, he could always win the respect and trust of the family.Until he realized that apart from disgust, Tang Jinghuan looked at him with a touch of violence.

"...He wants to harm me." Tang Zhiyong said firmly to Ye Sirui and Tang Lianggong in a low voice.

Finding this out didn't help him much.He has no one to turn to.Even if Tang Lianggong treated him like his own son, he would not believe that his weak and docile son would harm others, let alone his elder brother.Tang Zhiyong can only defend himself.He has no chance of making mistakes because he only has one life.

The day-to-day worry made him physically and mentally exhausted.The uncle who doesn't know the truth will only severely reprimand him for not being as good as before in reading and composition.All this finally made him make up his mind.

"There is only one way to escape. I must kill him before he kills me."

Tang Jinghuan's heart disease is his greatest opportunity.When he woke up from the post station, he found that the longevity lock he was wearing had been changed. The words "longevity and longevity" look particularly dazzling.He didn't know what Tang Jinghuan was going to do, he only knew that the boy around him had been bribed, and Tang Jinghuan was going to do it.So he asked someone to call Tang Jinghuan to his room.

"He didn't want to come, so I told people that it was my uncle's order. He was just afraid of my uncle... After he came, I stepped back, took out a knife and pressed it against his neck, and told him: 'Yes, I am I want to kill you.' Then..." Tang Zhiyong buried his face in his hands.Then he realized that watching the face that was very similar to him convulsed and gasped, gradually turned purple, his lips turned white, and finally died, it was a nightmare that he would never wake up from.

He was still in a daze in the room, and when he heard the people outside running and shouting, he panicked and knew he was in the water.At first, he didn't know that it was Tang Jinghuan who set the fire, but he ran out in panic, but he delayed for too long, and when he went downstairs, the stairs finally collapsed.

It wasn't until he was rescued and Tang Lianggong mistook him for Tang Jinghuan and reprimanded him that he didn't understand what Tang Jinghuan's original plan was.He still had a glimmer of fantasy that perhaps Tang Lianggong, who had always been dedicated to law enforcement, would save him out of pity for his only son.

Until Ye Sirui accepted the lawsuit and announced his resignation, the entire second hall of the county government was still quiet, and the officials did not dare to show their anger.Tang Lianggong seemed to have completely collapsed. He closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair. When someone asked aloud, he just waved his hands and remained silent.Ye Sirui didn't want to see his dejected face, so after leaving, he went to Xia Shu and told the truth about the case.Xia Shu wouldn't say anything, but at least he could make a bowl of tea for him. "You have already solved many cases. This case is not complicated, nor is it particularly vicious. I thought you would be much more indifferent."

"Do you know what touched me?" Ye Sirui said weakly, "Tang Jinghuan dreamed that Tang Zhiyong wanted to kill him. It was originally a lie, but he took it seriously, so it finally came true."

Xia Shu nodded, "Fortune tricks people."

No, it's not.Ye Sirui couldn't say what was really stuck in his chest, so he could only take a big mouthful of tea, the hot tea seemed to dispel some of the haze of the old nightmare.