Chapter 225

Although no one spoke, the atmosphere in the cell changed.

The angry old lady Fang was a little nervous, and the county magistrate Li who pretended to be dead was also nervous.

The officials present felt it.

Obviously, Funiu Mountain is a place in Dongping county. Is there anything unique about this place? Let the plaintiff and the defendant, the victim and the victim be nervous?

"How do you know?"

Two voices inquired in the cell.

An old lady Fang and a county magistrate Li.

This is even more strange.

Fang Chengyu said this place name. Maybe county magistrate Li, who had done something wrong here, was surprised. How can old lady Fang be surprised.

Shouldn't Fang Chengyu know this place or this matter?

What is this? The officials here are a little curious.

What did Funiu Mountain see?

"Chengyu, you..." Mrs. Fang has stood up with a worried look.

"This is not from Wang Jiang." Fang Chengyu comforted the old lady. "I found it out myself."

Without waiting for Mrs. Fang to speak again, she looked at county magistrate Li.

"I think things in this world are nothing but cause and effect. If there is a result, there must be a reason. So it's very simple. You must have something to do with our Fang family. I checked all the information about you and your relatives. I also checked the Dongping County chronicles. I also turned over some poetry collections, and then I found a poem."

"This poem was made by a scholar in Dongping county. The poem is not well written, so I don't need to repeat it. What attracts me is the small inscription of this poem. What he wrote is the pleasure of climbing Funiu Mountain on September 18, the fifth year of county magistrate Cao zunyongxian. There are friends Wang Ziqing, Huang Ye and Li Changhong."

Fang Chengyu said here and looked at county magistrate Li.

"Didn't lord Li say that this is a person with the same name and surname as you?"

The evidence that Li Changhong appeared in Dongping county was found in the poem.

The people present looked slightly surprised and moved.

It's easy to say, but you can imagine how much you need to see.

It seems that this thin young man has some strength.

County Magistrate Li's eyes flickered for a moment.

"So what?" He said, "what happened to me when I went to Funiu Mountain? You also said that the poem said that I swam with people to climb the mountain. What does it have to do with your Fang family? Does that mean that those people who swam with you that day were people who hurt your Fang family?"

Yes, what happens when you go over Funiu Mountain?

The most important thing is, what happened in Funiu mountain that day?

According to Fang Chengyu, the Fang family must have been in Funiu mountain that day, and something happened that happened to be seen by county magistrate Li, which led to the cause and effect.

What can make a person plan to harm others for decades?

Everyone here pricked up their ears.

County Magistrate Li looked scornful and looked forward to it.

It seems that he is also expected to say more specific things.

Mrs. Fang was a little nervous, and the person stepped forward again. Holding her Fang Yuxiu, she could clearly feel her grandmother's tight body.

What the hell is it? As victims, they can't testify against the perpetrator?

An idea flashed through Fang Yuxiu's heart.

In this slight silence and suffocation, Fang Chengyu's relaxed and gentle voice sounded again.

"Lord Li, you talk too much." He said, "of course, it's nothing that others have been there, because now it's not others who are tied here, it's just you. Moreover, I don't want to prove it from you."

Not verification?

Why is that?

When Fang Chengyu spoke, he stepped back with his negative hand, one step, two steps and three steps, and stopped in front of the soldier guard.

He saluted a guard.

"Brother Bing, can I borrow your knife?" He said in a warm voice.

Bing Wei looked slightly surprised and couldn't help looking at the officials present.

"Master Fang, don't Lynch." An official couldn't help reminding.

Fang Chengyu respectfully responded.

"Don't worry, my Lord. I know the rules of the country." He said.

The official stopped talking and looked at the magistrate ma. The magistrate Ma still looked numb and seemed to be wandering outside the sky.

Bing Wei no longer hesitated, pulled out his waist knife and handed it to him.

Fang Chengyu thanked again and held the knife.

His manners are elegant and polite, and he has a thin body of a child. Holding this bloody knife, he looks extremely mismatched and funny.

And the way he held the knife was obviously wrong.

"This is the first time I have a knife." He probably knew this, and explained it to everyone shyly.

However, no one cares about this, and no one cares about his explanation, which makes him look more like a child.

Holding a knife, Fang Chengyu came to county magistrate Li.

"I'm just telling you, I know you have a secret." He continued, "now I don't want to give you evidence, but I want you to tell your secret."

County Magistrate Li laughed, but his laughter stopped because the young man put a knife on his neck.

"The book says that scholars have character and hard bones. They keep their promises and die." Fang Chengyu said, "you know I've been ill for so many years, I haven't studied in school, and I haven't seen you scholars, so I want to see if you're really so brave and don't say anything."

County Magistrate Li's face changed slightly, and the officials present frowned again.

"You probably know that being ill is very boring, especially since I have been ill for so long, so I have read a lot of books, many interesting books, one of which is about the means of torture since ancient times." Fang Chengyu looked at county magistrate Li and said with a smile, "I have always suspected the authenticity. Now I can probably try it on you, Lord Li."

Not to mention the tingling and cold feeling of the knife on the neck, I looked at the description and tone of the young man's speech, which made people feel strange.

"Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are? Don't come here to put on airs." County Magistrate Li shouted angrily.

When his voice fell, the young man's knife was retracted and thrust out,

There was a low voice in the cell, and county magistrate Li was sweating.

The knife rubbed his shoulder and pierced the wall behind him.

"You still don't know who we are and how far we can go?" Fang Chengyu pressed close to his ear and whispered, "if someone really speaks for you and can save you, my knife will not be close to you now. Wake up, Lord Li. You are an adult. Don't be as sober as my child."

Lord Li looked at him with a changing look.

Fang Chengyu also looked at him.

"You know we can do it. In fact, you know our dependence is terrible." He said, "otherwise, you wouldn't have planned for so many years and hurt people so carefully."

Lord Li's lips trembled.

"I don't need to know anything else. I just want you to say one thing." Fang Chengyu looked at him. "Is this what you want to do yourself? Or is someone instructing you?"

Lord Li's eyes are a little erratic and his breath is also short.

"You just need to answer yes or no." Fang Chengyu's voice was high and loud again, "as long as you answer this word, I'll give you pleasure."

He didn't say what he promised to let go.

Such a blood feud, let go of such words can only coax children.

They must kill him, but how they kill him is different.

A series of punishments, torture and killing, or a knife to cut the throat.

This is a cruel but merciful condition.

The breath in the cell was stagnant, and the lax sight of Lord Li suddenly condensed and became crazy.

"I want to do it myself. Why can't I do it? Your family can do it, and I can do it. Anyone can do it. Why can't I do it for you?" He suddenly shouted and looked wild, as if his spirit was finally forced to collapse.

Everyone in the cell was startled.

County Magistrate Li struggled, and the chain clattered.

"I'm right behind. I saw it. Your Fang family just picked it up first..." He shouted.

At this point, Mrs. Fang took a sharp step forward.

"Kill him." She cried.

Her voice just came out. The knife in Fang Chengyu's hand was neatly pressed on the neck of county magistrate Li. With a puff, blood splashed out.

County Magistrate Li stuck the rest of his words in his throat, stared wide eyed and giggled, and hung his head.

There was a moment of silence in the cell, and there was an immediate uproar.

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