Chapter 344 Xue Qinglin: You are trying to kill me
Chapter 344 Xue Qinglin: You are trying to kill me
Li Cunxi knew that the demon spirit had a thick blood, but he didn't know that the demon spirit had such a strong taste.
In public, even an intellectual like Mo Ling can say such things as asking the people to wait for the people to eat the bloody buns.
It is conceivable that there is still a lot that can be improved in education in this era.
However, improving knowledge education is not what Li Cunxi wants to do now.
What he has to do now is to settle the matter of Jiangzhou.
The fact that Xue Qinglin killed Huang Wenyue was not a secret in the first place. After Li Cunxi sent people to publicize it for two days, everyone in Jiangzhou knew that Wuping County Magistrate Huang Wenyue died at the hands of Pingnan Marquis Xue Qinglin.
Li Cunxi also gave a suitable answer to another case that occurred at the same time, which was suspected to be related to Pingnan Hou Xue Qinglin.
In the court of the county government, Li Cunxi looked at Xue Qinglin, the Marquis of Pingnan, who was kneeling below, and asked loudly:
"You traitor!"
"Why don't you tell the truth?"
"Why did you kill County Magistrate Huang Wenyue!"
"Why did you send people to kill County Magistrate Huang Wenyue's entire family?"
"You are so vicious, don't you know that there is no room for traitors under heaven?"
Li Cunxi's barrage of sarcasm left Pingnan Hou Xue Qinglin speechless.
He wanted to refute, but he looked at Kui Wenzhong, Mo Ling, Yingzi, Ma Rong, Qiao Tai, who were temporarily acting as yamen runners on both sides, and Chen Yiqiu, who had several patches of beard on his face.
He had plenty of reasons to believe that if he did not admit that he was the one who killed the people and that he was the one who sent people to slaughter the people in the Huang Mansion, Li Cunxi would not hesitate to let these people beat him with three thousand killing sticks, and thus beat him to death.
Facing Li Cunxi's forced confession, he raised his head with his hands tied and shouted at the top of his voice:
"Li Shaoyin, I am the Marquis of Pingnan bestowed by His Majesty himself. You have no right to interrogate me!"
Li Cunxi said, "Oh!" and said to Kui Wenzhong:
"Left and right, drag this thief out and give him ten big blows!"
"Let this thief know that I am appointed by His Majesty to patrol the country on His Majesty's behalf. Wherever I go, it's as if His Majesty is there in person."
"This thief has no respect for the law and dares to say that I am not qualified to interrogate him. Today I will use this beating to make him understand his mistake!"
Kui Wenzhong had waited for so long and finally had a chance to have some fun. He winked at his good brother Mo Ling.
Demon: Understood!
The two men, one on the left and one on the right, dragged Pingnan Hou Xue Qinglin to the hall, put him on a bench, ordered their men to take off his pants, and then raised the water and fire sticks on the left and right.
At the gate of the county government office facing the lobby, the people who had already seen the embarrassing situation of Pingnan Hou Xue Qinglin cheered.
"Beat this bastard to death!"
"Let him bully us every day. Beat him to death!"
"Those two yamen runners must not hold back, beat this bastard to death, so that he knows what it feels like to have the fire and water stick used on his butt!"
Such an indignant scene made Li Cunxi feel relaxed.
Sure enough, in another world, this Zhao Fucai who pretended to be Xue Qinglin, Marquis of Pingnan, was also a bastard who deserved to be beaten.
He bullied the people every day and killed his entire family, but the people still applauded.
As soon as Li Cunxi leaves, the ignorant people of Wuping County may build a shrine for him.
"You can't hit me, you can't hit me!"
Pingnan Hou Xue Qinglin shouted loudly, his eyes filled with anger.
His pants were stripped off and his lower body was seen by the people. What a shameful thing it was.
This damn Li Cunxi didn't even give Pingnan Hou Xue Qinglin any face. Didn't he know that it was he who didn't kill him all back then?
Li Cunxi rolled his eyes upwards, as if he had heard it, but he was slow to give the order to start fighting.
After a long time, the people outside became impatient and shouted:
"Li Shaoyin, don't be soft-hearted, beat this ass-selling beast to death!"
"Li Shaoyin, damn it, if you are afraid of getting into trouble, let us common people come and try what it feels like to be beaten by the yamen runners, Li Shaoyin!"
"Li Shaoyin serves the country and the people, and is a pillar of the nation. If you are unwilling to beat up this thief and bring yourself into trouble, we, the common people, are willing to execute him for you!"
Li Cunxi sat firmly in the hall, slammed the gavel, and shouted:
"What do you know? Why are you so anxious? Has the Censor Lu Dayou returned?"
A middle-aged man came out from the back hall in a hurry, holding the Shangfang horse-killing sword in both hands.
"Li Shaoyin, I'm here. This is the Shangfang horse-slaying sword. I just got it."
Li Cunxi stood up, respectfully took the imperial sword, and then handed it to Hu Jinghui, who took charge of it.
Xue Qinglin, Marquis of Pingnan, who was sitting on the bench below, widened his eyes. He didn't expect that Li Cunxi had this trick.
Li Cunxi's so-called buffs such as "touring the country on behalf of the emperor" and "as if I were personally in charge" could be ignored by him relying on his position as a marquis.
But as soon as the Shangfang horse-killing sword came out, Li Cunxi was going to kill all ten of his clans. He could only thank God for his grace and shouted in the direction of Luoyang, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for killing all ten of my clans. Long live Your Majesty."
It is really sad that such an absurd scene actually happened to Xue Qinglin, Marquis of Pingnan.
"Left and right, give this thief ten good blows!"
"I will beat him till his skin is torn to pieces!"
Li Cunxi slammed the gavel, and the sound was like a galloping horse.
Kui Wenzhong would definitely not miss this opportunity to settle personal grudges.
He swung the water and fire stick in his hand and was about to hit Xue Qinglin's buttocks with it.
However, when the water and fire stick reached mid-air, it suddenly stopped.
Kui Wenzhong looked up at the demon spirit on the other side who was about to strike with his stick and said:
"Brother, I'm going to hit him hard. I'm afraid he'll crawl on the ground. Go find a thicker rope and tie him to the bench. I'll beat him with all ten sticks."
Xue Qinglin, who was sitting on the bench, tilted his head to look at Kui Wenzhong in disbelief, with a bitter face, and asked:
"My brave man, I don't know what hatred I have with you. You are afraid that I will move because of the pain, so you want to tie me up?"
Kui Wenzhong looked down at Xue Qinglin, and a trace of hatred appeared on his usually calm face.
"I forgot to tell you, Xue Qinglin, I am Li Wenzhong, the seventh son of Duke Huang. The Li Cunxi above is my eighth brother, Li Zezhou."
"We are brothers."
"Your grandson has fallen into the hands of our brothers, so you can be happy. If you can survive this month, it means that our brothers will die!"
When Xue Qinglin heard this, he felt like he was struck by lightning.
He tried to look towards Li Cunxi and shouted, "It's not fair, it's not fair, you are trying to kill me, you are trying to kill me!"
Li Cunxi glanced at Xue Qinglin indifferently, with an ambiguous smile on his face.
The original yamen runners are now helping these freak masters.
The evil spirit only said one word, and one of the yamen runners found the hemp rope used to tie up the New Year pig. The rope was almost as thick as a baby's wrist.
The two of them worked together and immediately fixed Xue Qinglin's upper body and legs completely on the bench.
"Start the fight!"
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