newbobooks Chapter 365 Scapegoat
Chapter 365 Scapegoat
Upon hearing this, Luo Jing'an's body trembled slightly, then he took a deep breath, pretended to be calm, and shouted angrily: "You bold woman! How dare you act so recklessly in court! If you can't explain the reason today, I will definitely punish you severely and let you know that the majesty of this court is inviolable!" He widened his eyes, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly because of tension.
As long as Yang Xiuying couldn't explain herself, they could arrest her and throw her in jail. In jail, in that dark, damp, and filthy environment, it was common for one or two people to catch a cold and die, and it wouldn't cause any disturbance at all.
Anyway, as long as this trouble can be solved, anything is fine. His eyes revealed a hint of viciousness and determination, as if Yang Xiuying's fate was already firmly in his hands.
Blame Yang Xiuying for being blind and ungrateful! I personally took her daughter as my concubine, which was a huge honor for her. Yet, she actually humiliated me and called me a gigolo. Humph! She must be regretting it now.
Luo Jing'an's face was full of ferocity and resentment, and his facial features were distorted by anger.
Once Yang Xiuying is eliminated, you will be able to obtain the 10,000 taels of silver promised by Long Ye. Then, you will enjoy endless wealth and glory.
Then I will catch Shi Liu as my concubine. That girl is so pretty that she will surely make me as happy as a god.
The more Luo Jing'an thought about it, the more beautiful it seemed. He was completely immersed in fantasy and couldn't help laughing out loud. The laughter seemed particularly abrupt and weird in this tense court.
"Sir! Sir!" The master looked at Luo Jing'an's almost crazy smile with surprise, and called out anxiously beside him, "Sir, please wake up!"
Luo Jing'an suddenly came back to his senses, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a ferocious expression. He glared at Yang Xiuying fiercely and shouted: "You shrew, what else do you have to say! Come on, arrest her and put her in jail!" As he spoke, he waved his hands vigorously, as if Yang Xiuying was already a fish on his chopping board, ready for him to slaughter.
"Sir!" Yang Xiuying shouted anxiously, "I have a new discovery. Mr. Zheng didn't take the Gelsemium elegans while he was alive. Instead, someone force-fed him its juice after his death. So when I carefully examined the deceased just now, I didn't find any Gelsemium elegans juice in his digestive tract. There was only some residue in his throat. Sir, this is enough to prove that Mr. Zheng's death was suspicious and it was definitely not just an accidental ingestion!"
As soon as Xiuying said this, the people watching in the hall immediately became excited, whispering to each other and talking about it.
"What the hell is going on?" a burly man shouted at the top of his voice.
"Who feeds poison to a dead person? This is too cruel!" An old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and stomped the ground with his crutch, making a "dong dong" sound.
"Why would someone drink poison after dying and then die again? Is there some hidden conspiracy?" A young man said with a puzzled look on his face and a frown on his face.
For a moment, all kinds of questions and speculations arose one after another, and the entire lobby was extremely noisy.
"Snapped!"
Luo Jingan angrily banged the gavel in his hand, and the sound was particularly harsh in the noisy lobby.
His eyes widened in anger as he shouted, "You daring, wicked woman! You claim it was poison administered after death? You're lying without any evidence! What else do you want me to do in this hall? Do you want me to just listen to your one-sided story and let you ramble on?"
Luo Jing'an's face flushed with anger. He pointed at Xiuying, his hand trembling as he continued to shout, "Do you want me to stand down and you sit down? In this court, who has the final say, you or I? You ignorant woman, stop spreading rumors and misleading the public!"
"Sir!" Xiuying stood up straight, fearless, and shouted, "People can lie, but corpses can't. The truth is right before our eyes, and I hope you can see it clearly!"
The three doctors standing in the hall also chimed in, "Sir, although Xiuying is only a woman, what she said this time is indeed correct. The condition of Mr. Zheng's body clearly indicates that he was poisoned after his death. If you don't believe me, you can ask the coroner; he knows the details best."
One of the older doctors stepped forward, bowed, and said sincerely, "Sir, I have practiced medicine for many years, and my judgment on this matter is correct. I beg you to consider this carefully and not wrongly accuse a good man and let the real culprit go."
Seeing the situation develop to this point, Luo Jing'an knew that he could no longer hide it. A hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself: Zheng Sanmao has to take the blame for this matter, otherwise he will find it difficult to escape.
Then, his face darkened and he shouted angrily, "Zheng Sanmao! What on earth is going on? You'd better think it over carefully before you speak! I'm warning you, this matter is of no small importance. If you tell even a single lie, don't blame me for being ruthless. Even if you have eight heads, they won't be enough to chop off!"
Luo Jing'an's gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing straight at Zheng Sanmao. He looked so ferocious as if he wanted to eat Zheng Sanmao alive.
Zheng Sanmao and his wife felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar when they saw Luo Jing'an's fierce eyes and heard his threatening words. They couldn't afford to offend the County Magistrate's power, and they couldn't afford to offend Lord Long's majesty even more.
Zheng Sanmao patted his wife's hand gently with trembling hands, as if giving her the final comfort.
He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said, "I just couldn't stand the owner of the sweet potato noodle shop. After my father died, I had evil thoughts and poured the poison of the heartbreak grass into the shop, hoping to put the blame on Xiuying.
This was all my fault, and my wife was completely unaware of it. "Sir, if you want to kill me or chop me up, I, Zheng Sanmao, will bear the consequences. Please spare my wife!"
His voice was filled with tears, his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees with a thud.
"You daring and unruly person! You, a despicable fellow, almost caused me to wrongly accuse a good person!" Luo Jing'an was furious. He stood up suddenly and slammed the table hard. "You are such a sinister and vicious person. Your crime is truly unforgivable!"
"Come here!" Luo Jing'an shouted, "Imprison Zheng Sanmao immediately and interrogate him strictly. I will make him pay a heavy price for his evil deeds!"
"Court adjourned!" Luo Jing'an shouted with a tired and gloomy look, and at the same time slammed the gavel in his hand hard.
"mighty--"
Two rows of yamen runners shouted in unison, their voices deafening and echoing throughout the hall. Luo Jing'an shook his sleeves and turned away with a gloomy look on his face. His heavy steps seemed to reveal his inner resentment and anger.
The hall immediately cheered, and various voices came from the crowd one after another.
"Madam is so nice!" Wang Daya shouted excitedly.
"Mom, you're finally okay!" Guihua cried with joy and hugged Xiuying tightly.