Bai Shan said, "What kind of villain is your father?"
Although Bai Shan didn't agree with Jia Dalang's point of view, it didn't prevent him from following his words.
It is obviously impossible to interrogate him and let him confess bit by bit what he has done.
In this case, let's have a chat.
What kind of villain is Jia Dalang's father
Basically the same as he is now.
Jia Dalang stopped kneeling and sat down on the ground, then put his legs away and sat cross-legged.
Seeing that he was so presumptuous, the yamen servants couldn't help being furious, and wanted to stop him, but Bai Shan raised his hand to stop him, motioning Jia Dalang to continue.
"As far as I can remember, my father was a bastard in the village. Everyone was afraid of him, but they looked down on him, my mother and me, saying that I was born of a mouse and would only make holes in the future."
"As for him, he is very lazy. He basically quit the housework and left it to my grandparents and my mother. Later, my grandparents were pissed off by him, and only my mother and us were left to do the housework. "Jia Dalang sneered: "But he also likes to drink and beat his wife. Another autumn harvest, he broke my mother when he drank and couldn't get out of bed.
"The people in the village were afraid of him, but the government officials who came to collect taxes in the county were not afraid of him. Not only did they ransack my house, but they also locked him up for three months. When he came back, he would not dare to let go of the work in the field. quit."
"But our life is not much better. He goes to work in the field, beats when he is tired, beats when he is hot, beats when he is cold, beats when he is in a bad mood, and sees you when he is in a good mood." I still want to hit people if I feel it is an eyesore.”
Bai Shan: ...
Everyone: ...
Jia Dalang saw that his face was calm, although he was a little speechless, but he was neither sympathetic nor angry, so Jia Dalang grinned, feeling a little happier, and continued: "At that time, my mother and I were working in the fields while we were working together. Get beaten, do you know how ruthless he is?"
"Once, my mother couldn't stand the beating, and she dragged us brothers and tried to escape back to my mother's house. He caught up with us halfway and pushed our mother into the river. At that time, I felt that I was going to die. I'm going to die."
His eyes were wide open, his eyeballs were about to protrude, and he stared closely at Bai Shandao: "Everyone in this world is mortal, just like those chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, they are all mortal, but how to die? Only great people can choose."
Bai Shan asked: "Do you think your father is amazing?"
"Of course, he can control the life and death of my mother and my brothers and sisters," Jia Dalang said softly, staring at Bai Shan, "but I'm stronger than him. I can beat him at the age of fourteen. He can only use fists." And with feet, I'll use a knife... ha ha ha ha... "
"Coercing people by force is an extremely low-level method. You can't even convince people. Otherwise, how could you have a life in your hands?"
Jia Dalang said indifferently: "They are not as capable as me, so they will die if they die. Anyway, they will die in the end, won't they?"
"There's still a big difference between dying and being killed."
"Aren't they all dead? What's the difference?"
Bai Shan didn't speak any more. This person has no reverence for life. He is not in awe of other people's lives, but also his own.
He skipped the question and asked, "Since you don't care about life and death, why do you want to seek a career in the county government?"
"I have the opportunity to live a better life, why don't I work hard for it?"
"So the robbing of Xiaoliu Village was also for a better life?"
"good!"
Bai Shan frowned: "That's only a lot, I think you don't lack food and drink, why do you want to loot?"
"I'm not short of food and drink, but I'm short of money," Jia Dalang said as a matter of course: "Their village is good and they have a lot of things. What if I take some?"
Bai Shan asked jumpingly: "Why do you want to cut people with a knife?"
Jia Dalang clicked his tongue, and directly believed that it was about Liu Erzhu's family he asked about, and said indifferently: "I think his daughter is not bad, I want to take it away, see if I can give birth to a son, if not, sell it. It can also make a fortune. Who knew that their father and son are so ignorant, anyway, they will die sooner or later, if they are chopped off, they will be chopped off."
Bai Shan: "The technique is quite familiar. I'm curious how many people you killed to practice it."
"Not many people," Jia Dalang said, "It's only three or four, is it three or four? Didn't your lord ask them just now?"
"I'm afraid there may be omissions in what they said," Bai Shan leaned forward, staring at him and asked, "If Liu Erzhu and his son were chopped off because they obstructed you, what about the others?"
Jia Dalang also leaned forward, looked up at Bai Shan and asked, "Does your lord know who else I killed?"
Bai Shan smiled slightly and said, "Your father hates you so much, and fears you so much, is it because of your knife? When you killed his friend, he wouldn't be there, right?"
Jia Dalang felt that the fun was lost, he turned his head and glanced at the kneeling people outside, and said with a blank expression: "Not many people know about this matter, I thought they didn't know either, but I didn't expect them to know."
Fang Xiancheng and others who were standing and listening were silent, so the five of them didn't confess at all, okay
It's just that the adults asked the five people, Jia Dalang and his parents, whether anyone has disappeared or died strangely...
"That's right," Jia Dalang said, "I killed him in front of him. That old man is not a good person, just like my father. He is a wicked person. Do you think he can't think about it? Slashing my father with a knife, where did he have the face to preach to me?"
"You still say I'm not filial," Jia Dalang said with a sarcastic smile, "If he is filial, can he piss off his parents to death like my father?"
He said: "If I kill my father, my mother will stop me, so I can't kill him, then I will kill this old bastard, and let my father see if I am really killing people."
"It's just that I have no experience in cutting people for the first time, and the blood splattered everywhere."
Bai Shan asked casually: "How did you become proficient in it later?"
"Chop a pig, cut another person, and you will almost know where the blood comes out, and it won't splatter everywhere."
So in his hands, counting the dogs who died of injuries, there are a total of four lives.
Bai Shan was very curious, "You have become so powerful, have you ever thought of asking the clan or village chief to seek justice for you and your mother?"
Jia Dalang was curious, "What's fair?"
"Your father tyrannically insulted your justice."
"Isn't it natural for a father to beat his son and a husband to beat his wife?"
Bai Shan: "...it's against ethics, why is it a matter of course?"
Jia Dalang was stunned, and after a while, he burst out laughing, tears streaming down his face, "Isn't it justified? Why isn't this justified? It's only natural for a father to beat his son and a husband to beat his wife!"
He roared loudly: "Everyone said so, it's only right and proper!!"
Bai Shan looked at him silently, without saying a word.