Such torture has never been seen since the Qian Dynasty.
No matter how tough a man is, he would rather be beheaded, because the punishment of lingchi is worse than death.
Duanmu Qingchen covered his nose and frowned, waving his hands repeatedly: "Drag him out, drag him out!"
"Yes!" The constable stepped forward and dragged away Ma Guanqun and Zhou Youfa.
At the same time, another constable quickly brought a mop and mopped the floor neatly.
They tried cases all year round, and anything could happen in the court, so they were used to it, and they had mops, buckets, medicines, and cold water ready to deal with any emergency.
"The Ma family is extremely evil, and their hearts are as black as charcoal! Their property and shops will be confiscated and they will be expelled from the capital today. The Ma family will no longer be allowed to be grain merchants!" Duanmu Qingchen's series of judgments made the people outside the gate cheer again and again, but made the officials inside the gate tremble in fear.
There are two different temperatures on both sides of a door.
Even Fu Kun couldn't help but look tense, feeling something ominous. Yao Guang on the other side winked at him repeatedly, his smile becoming more and more obscene.
Duanmu Qingchen's trial of the Lijiacun case may be just the beginning.
The disaster relief funds were allocated to five states, sixty counties and hundreds of villages. Could it be that Zhou Youfa was the only county town that embezzled the money? With Emperor Cheng's character, after learning the whole story of this case, he would definitely investigate all the officials of that time!
As the prince said, most of the provincial officials ten years ago must have become officials in the capital today. No wonder all the officials listening to the trial in the court were so nervous.
As a minister of the monarch, understanding the monarch's intentions is a compulsory course.
Now you know why Fu Kun’s face looked tense.
Who would have thought that the death of Ma Guanqun's son would cause such a huge problem and affect all the officials in the capital! If he had been able to predict it at the beginning, Fu Kun would never have let the Nine Gates intervene in this case. Now Fu Kun is extremely regretful. A hot potato was pushed back and forth, and it turned into a big snowball that no one could stop.
The Lijiacun case was finally cleared, and Wanqing also avenged herself.
Ma Guanqun and Zhou Youfa were both executed by slicing, and their families were all confiscated. Not being exiled to the frontier was already a great favor from the emperor, but they were just turned back into civilians overnight.
One person's evil deeds will affect the entire family.
Some people say their families are innocent, but others say their families deserve it.
Whether they are innocent or deserve it, only their families know.
Finally, Duanmu Qingchen looked at Wanqing and said, "Miss Wanqing, you are avenging your people, that is, your relatives. According to the laws of our dynasty, you may be sentenced to a lighter sentence, but you can escape the death penalty, but you cannot escape the punishment of life. I sentence you to exile in southern Xinjiang. Will you obey the law?"
"Wanqing pleads guilty..." Wanqing choked up and bowed, "As long as the injustice of my clansmen is redressed and the evil deeds of Ma Guanqun and Zhou Youfa are known to the world, Wanqing will be satisfied. Wanqing is willing to submit to the law, thank His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for your mercy."
Duanmu Qingchen nodded and looked around at everyone solemnly: "Your Highness has decided to erect a thousand-character monument in the ruins of Lijia Village, engraving the names of the deceased to comfort the dead and warn future generations!"
"The Crown Prince is wise—" Everyone knelt down, and their clear voices echoed in the Zhengda Guangming Hall.
The blue sky and bright sun shine, justice is clear. Evil deeds will perish on their own, and grievances will be avenged.
When the two servants of the Ma family heard that their house was going to be searched, they stumbled out.
Outside the palace gate, a man in a dark purple cloak walked past them, squeezed to the side of the door, and stared at Wanqing inside the palace gate. His hat brim was lowered, and a dark purple veil covered his face, revealing only a pair of extremely narrow eyes. The pupils in his eyes were slightly purple, like the finest purple crystal in the palace.
Suddenly, Lian Youyou turned around and glanced at him. He noticed it and immediately lowered his head, turned around and left, and squeezed into the crowd again. He walked a few steps, but stopped again, looking back at Lian Youyou in confusion.
Lian Youyou narrowed her eyes slightly, but sneered at him, as if she recognized his identity.
He was slightly startled, then immediately turned around and strode away without looking back.
Once the order to confiscate property is issued, the property will be confiscated immediately.
The servant who ran back to the Ma family first rushed into the Shangshu Mansion and shouted: "Something happened to the master - the prince wants to confiscate the property - everyone run - someone will come to confiscate the property soon -"
Everyone was still a little confused. Today's trial was not about the murder of the young master, so why did the old master get into trouble
The old butler was a little angry. He asked everyone to calm down, then came up and scolded the two servants: "What are you talking about?!"
"Old butler! We didn't lie to you! The master did some immoral things in the past, and more than a hundred people died! That's why he was revenged. Now everything is clear. The prince sentenced the master to death by slicing and ordered the Eight Gates to search his house. People will be here soon! Hey! If you don't believe us, we won't care! Hurry, go and get some valuables!" After saying that, the two servants rushed into the living room and tried to steal the antique vase in the living room.
Once the house is searched, nothing can be taken away, so they might as well take the opportunity to grab some.
"How dare you! Who dares to steal things!" The official of Ma Shangshu was extremely arrogant on weekdays. He absolutely did not believe that their Shangshu would get into trouble. Even if there was any trouble, Fu Kun, the left prime minister, would cover it. How could it be so serious as to confiscate the property
Immediately, the family thugs came forward and stopped the two servants. At this moment, the ground shook, and everyone was stunned and looked outside the door.
Outside the gate, I saw officials from the eight gates running in in an orderly manner!
Fu Mingrui's capable general strode through the gate, holding up the order in his hand: "By order of the Crown Prince, confiscate the property! No one is allowed to take the property away and escape!"
The official stood there in a daze, his family members screamed in panic, and chaos suddenly broke out inside the Shangshu Mansion.
The officers entered and began to search the house.
The more loyal maid ran to Ma Yun's room and knocked on the door anxiously: "Madam! Madam! Run! The master has been sentenced to lingchi, and the Eight Gates are here to confiscate the house!"
Inside the door, Huang Yue'e, who was sitting beside Ma Yun's bed, was dazed. She would not leave, she would not leave her son. Slowly, she crawled under the bed. When she turned over, she saw a beautiful blue butterfly under the bed. The blue butterfly moved slightly, still maintaining a human shape.
Huang Yue'e smiled: "Son, I will never leave you. I will always be with you..."
The maid knocked at the door but when there was no response, she didn't care anymore and ran away.
The officers came and kicked open Ma Yun's door. Immediately, a gloomy aura rushed out, bringing with it a familiar smell, like the stench of a corpse!
"This is Ma Yun's room."
The two men frowned, quickly searched the room for some valuables, and left in a hurry, not wanting to stay in the room any longer.
It would take more than a day or two to search the house, because this was not a poor family. There was still a lot to search in the Shangshu Mansion.
After the public trial, all officials dispersed in a hurry and went back to examine themselves in order to prepare for the coming storm.
Master Yao Guang looked at Fu Kun with a smile: "Kun'er, are you... okay?" Master Yao Guang winked at Fu Kun ambiguously.
Fu Kun glared at Yao Guang fiercely. Fu Mingsu had already stepped forward and used his body to separate Yao Guang from him. He bowed to Fu Kun: "Father."
Fu Kun walked away, not wanting to look at Yao Guang's pig face any longer. (To be continued)