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The Case of the Cat Ghost Chapter 7

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    "The case of the Gu family's extermination is open, and those who are idle will avoid it!" A watchman knocked on Tong Luo and shouted loudly at the gate of the yamen.

    "The Minister of Dali Temple is here! The Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment is here! The County Chancellor is here!" With a sharp shout, three middle-aged men wearing black gauze hats and official uniforms came slowly from the courtroom.

    The person sitting in the middle seat is the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, and those sitting on the left and right are the Minister of Dali Temple and the Minister of the Ministry of Justice.

    Zang Ancai, that is, the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment stared at the prisoner who was brought up with cold eyes.

    After the emperor heard that the Gu family was destroyed and only the orphaned son was left behind, Long Yan was furious and ordered the Dali Temple, the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and the Yamen to have a joint trial.

    Seeing the dull eyes of the beggar and the faintly visible flesh and blood at the corner of his mouth, Zang An suddenly remembered what the policeman said just now, and became more and more furious.

    Even he felt too aggrieved that the Gu family was full of loyalty and loyalty, and died at the hands of such low-ranking people!

    "What is the prisoner's surname, please report it!" After being promoted, Zang Ancai slapped the gavel and shouted loudly.

    The beggar babbled, looked left and right, but couldn't say a word next to him.

    "It's unreasonable to despise the court! Come on, let's go to the punishment!" Seeing this, Dali Siqing suddenly became angry and called his attendants to bring the torture tools.

    Shen Cong and Gu Jiuling stood behind the grievance drum, silently looking at the beggar whose finger was pinched, and uttered screams one after another.

    poor person must have something mean.

    What's more, there is nothing pitiful.

    Gu Jiuling stared at the beggar's pale face, and clenched his hands into fists under his sleeves.

    It's him¡ª¡ª

    Seeing the beggar being beaten to death and spitting out blood, he frowned slightly and slowly let go of his fist.

    No not him.

    How could such a limp and crazy beggar be the murderer who killed his entire family.

    After forcing the beggar to forcibly draw a bond, the three joint trials came to the final result.

    "The beggar is a lunatic. He killed all the loyal family members of Gu's family. His crime should be punished! Today, the official pronounces the sentence. Three days later, he will be beheaded at the Meridian Gate, and his sentence will not be suspended!" Zang Ancai threw the wooden order, and there was no sympathy in his cold eyes, "Take him down  , strictly guarded!"

    The beggar was put on two heavy chains and dragged down while dying.

    The two lines of blood that were washed away by the rain caused the people onlookers to sigh.

    When the crowd dispersed and the three officials approached and bowed to Shen Cong and Gu Jiuling, Gu Jiuling, who had been silent all this time, slowly opened his lips.

    "He is not the chief culprit who killed my Gu family."

    As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

    All are quiet.

    "Little prince, the prisoner has already been recruited. Under the eyes of everyone, how can there be a reason for wrongdoing?" Dali Temple Minister smiled and bowed, "I hope that the son's mourning will change, and the funeral will be arranged earlier, so that Lord Hou can go there with peace of mind. Excuse me."  The official waited for this and left, and I went to the official pass to say goodbye."

    ?He made a deal with Zang Ancai and the county magistrate.

    The three bowed to Shen Cong and Gu Jiuling at the same time, and they all held umbrellas and drove away.

    Gu Jiuling turned her head, looked at the back of their leaving carriage, and pursed her lips slightly.

    Shen Cong stretched out his hand and patted Gu Jiuling's shoulder: "The case of exterminating the family is indeed something strange. After the rain stops, I will go to the Dingguohou's Mansion again and take a closer look."

    Gu Jiuling kept silent, bowed hastily, and walked out of the yamen suddenly.

    Thunder roared, the back of this tall and thin boy was very thin in the torrential rain.

    Some like a bereaved dog.

    Seeing his stumbling appearance, Shen Cong frowned.

    Just now, he should speak out about his discovery.

    Why did you hesitate and wronged the beggar for nothing?

    beggar¡­¡­

    Feeling moved, Shen Cong stepped forward, a golden halo appeared in front of him, he stepped into it, and came directly into the cell.

    Seeing Shen Cong appearing out of nowhere, the arresting officers were startled at first, and then quickly calmed down when they remembered Shen Cong's identity as Jin Yiwei from Anbu.

    "I have seen His Highness King Qin, His Highness is thousands of years old." The arresters knelt down and saluted in unison.

    "Exemption." Shen Cong hurriedly waved his hand, and went straight to the cell where the beggar was held.

    He squatted down and carefully looked at the beggar who was curled up in the corner.

    The beggar was originally babbling and shaking his head down.  Sensing that someone was coming, he suddenly raised his head and grinned, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then lowered his head heavily.

    Shen Cong looked towards the puddle of blood foam.

      Shen Cong narrowed his eyes when he caught a black object.

    Sure enough, he was turned into a puppet.

    After the guess was confirmed, Shen Cong got up and left.

    Three days later, the rainstorm stopped suddenly.

    The weather is sultry and hot, but it does not reduce the people's desire to join in the fun.

    Near noon, Chaishikou was executed on the execution platform, and a large number of people had already surrounded it.

    The first few were actually holding a bowl in their hands, which contained a steaming white flour steamed bun.

    ? When the beggar was pressed onto the execution platform, all eyes fell on the beggar.

    There is pity, there is ridicule, there is disdain, and there is hatred.

    As for the first few, they are full of expectations.

    "It's noon, execution!" Not far away, Zang Ancai sat in the shade, watched the sky for a while, and then threw out the tablet on the wooden case in front of him.

    The executioner stepped onto the high platform, took a sip of strong wine, and sprayed it on the raised guillotine.

    With a loud shout, the knife rises and the head falls.

    Just hearing a grunt, the human head rolled down the high platform accompanied by splashed blood.

    Those who were holding the bowls immediately rushed up, lying on the ground one by one, dipped the white flour steamed buns in blood, carefully wrapped the bowls in their arms, as if they were afraid that others would snatch them, they hugged them tightly, got up and left quickly.

    In the distance, Gu Jiuling and Shen Cong stood side by side, watching the scene as if it was a play.

    "Stupid." Looking at the few people leaving with blood-red steamed buns in their arms, Gu Jiuling turned and left coldly.

    Shen Cong didn't speak, just looked at those bony figures and pursed his lips slightly.

    Ten years after the establishment of the Celestial Dynasty, the war never stopped.

    Behind the war, it is the common people who suffer.

    The increasing comfort of those princes and nobles has nothing to do with them.

    At this time, a north wind suddenly blew.

    The sky gradually became cloudy.

    Shen Cong felt a chill, he raised his hand, and a flawless six-petal snowflake fell on the back of his hand.

    This is snow?

    Shen Cong was taken aback.

    The snowfall was small at the beginning, and slowly swept across the earth with the biting north wind, turning it into a snow-covered snow in an instant.

    "It's snowing in July! There's a grievance in the Gu family extermination case!"

    "It's snowing, it's snowing in July!"

    "There is a grievance in the Miemen case!"

    "Corrupt officials have no morals, God, it snows in July!"

    "" ""

    Seeing the heavy snow, the people who had not dispersed could not help but knelt down and kowtowed, crying and wailing when they remembered the incident of the yamen's forcible detainment.

    Shen Cong raised his eyes and looked not far away.

    Where are the three figures of Zang Ancai? Seeing the vision from the sky, fearing to be implicated, they fled away long ago.

    Where can I go at the foot of the imperial city?

    Before leaving, Shen Cong took another look at the people.

    He knows that with his own efforts, he cannot change the thinking of an era, so he will be at ease when it comes.
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