212 How long to carry it (second watch)
There was a sudden sound, and everyone was startled.
There was silence inside and outside the courtroom.
Only Song Ning asked word by word: "Zhang Songqing arrived at the academy at the time of Mao, and the class was at three o'clock, and the old party found Zhang Songqing's body at seven o'clock. ā
"In seven quarters of an hour, all of you have made it so clear what you have done."
She pointed at Sun Leyang: "Copying Changchun's homework?" Well? ā
Sun Leyang's face turned pale: "No, I remembered the wrong adult." ā
"What a mistake." Song Ning looked at the other one again: "What is the gentleman talking about?" ā
The student knew he had said something wrong, and he hung his head and didn't dare to speak.
"Reading early with your tablemates?" Song Ning patted Hu Zhi'an on the shoulder, "What did you read earlier?" ā
Ho Chi Ann hung his head.
"Dozed off, I don't know what class Mr. is taking?" Song Ning asked.
Qiu Mingwen, who was asked, hung his head.
"Mr. Tian, when you were in class, did your classroom really arrive except for Zhang Songqing?"
Tian Weiyuan hung his head, clenched his fists tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, yes!" ā
"Yes, to this day, you still say yes?" Song Ning grabbed Tian Weiyuan's collar and dragged him in front of Zhang Songqing, "Look at it, look at this kid, you look at his face, you come to answer me, when you were in class, the students in your classroom were really the only ones missing?" ā
Zhang Songqing's sauce-colored face was in front of him, a faint stench hit his face, Tian Weiyuan exclaimed in fright, and lost his demeanor: "Spare your life, don't, it's not ......"
He was incoherent and slid to the ground.
"Don't you dare to say it?" Song Ning threw him to the ground, "Don't you dare to repeat it again in front of Zhang Songqing?" ā
Tian Weiyuan sat on the ground, clutching the hair around his ear, not daring to raise his head.
Song Ning walked up to Sun Leyang and lifted Sun Leyang up: "It's your place, you come and tell Zhang Songqing, saying that you haven't done anything and don't know anything." ā
"IāI don't know anything." Sun Leyang shook his head vigorously, and his grandfather shouted outside, "My lord, you, how can you be like this, he is still a child, you will scare him like this." ā
Song Ning and Sun Leyang threw it on the ground and looked at Grandfather Sun: "Isn't Zhang Songqing a child?" ā
Grandfather Sun said embarrassedly: "My lord, what you said is extreme, I didn't mean that. It's a pity that the child died, but you can't anger the child who is still alive. ā
"He doesn't deserve to live." Song Ning pointed to Grandfather Sun.
Grandfather Sun turned pale for a moment.
Song Ning walked to the table and sat down.
Huang Shen Wenyu.
He stepped forward, grabbed a teenager by the collar, and held him in front of Zhang Songqing.
The people who were dragged cried heartbreakingly.
Shaking his head vigorously.
One by one, the cutscenes.
Hu Zhian was pressed in front of Zhang Songqing, he raised his head and touched Zhang Songqing's face, and choked up: "...... IāI really don't know, otherwise I wouldn't have left it alone. ā
Tears flowed down as he spoke.
Everyone looked at him.
Chang Chun was stunned.
Shen Wenyu put Hu Zhi'an back and changed to a young man.
The young man broke down and cried, shouting: "I, I said, I know, I know that Zhang Songqing is not there, I know...... I know several people who are not in the classroom. ā
"Daddy, I, I'm afraid, I'm afraid." The boy was holding his head in fright, and his father and mother shouted outside, "Sir, let me go." ā
Shen Wenyu put the boy on the ground, and the boy cried vigorously, obviously having collapsed.
The others shivered.
"Go on!" Song Ning said.
Shen Wenyu dragged another young man forward, and Shen Wenyu said, "The little young master is not very old, he has never seen a dead person, right?" ā
"You see, the boy who was alive yesterday morning is dead today. And you...... You're still alive. Shen Wenyu pinched the back of the young man's neck and forced him to face Zhang Songqing.
The living and the dead face each other.
The dead are still familiar to the old days.
The dead are still the ones who make their hearts weak.
Don't say that teenagers, even if they are bandits who have killed people, they have to be frightened in their hearts, and their legs and feet tremble.
"I said," shouted the boy, "and with Zhang Songqing, there are five fewer people in the classroom." ā
"I can't say it, I dare not say it, I'm afraid they will beat me."
The other teenagers shrank aside, for fear that Shen Wenyu would drag them to be tortured.
Someone shouted, "Your Excellency, you are so cruel, you are using torture." ā
Song Ning looked at the parents who were asking: "The law of the Great Zhou stipulates that no punishment is allowed in the court?" ā
The parent was dumbfounded.
"It's ridiculous, you're used to having no edges. In this court, the official has made the calculation! ā
"Listen carefully, and kneel together."
The people outside were silent and didn't dare to talk nonsense.
Shen Wenyu threw the last teenager on the ground.
Song Yuanshi took out four pieces of clothes with mud.
"Four people, are these four clothes?" Song Ning asked the teenagers.
Someone cautiously glanced up at his clothes, and then hung his head in fear.
Only Sun Leyang and Huang Xiandong watched, and slowly lowered their heads.
"The mastermind is Chang Chun." Huang Xiandong said, "My lord, the mastermind is Chang Chun!" ā
Song Ning sneered, pointed at him and said, "You're still messing with me until now?" ā
Huang Xiandong shook in fright.
Song Ning shouted: "Chang Chun takes off his clothes!" ā
Everyone looked at Ivy Chun in amazement.
Chang Chun's father looked at his son angrily.
In everyone's eyes, Ivy took off his shirt.
Someone gasped.
A white young man, with bruises and purple superimposed on his body, and almost no white flesh.
and the dead Zhang Qingsong retreated.
"W-What's going on, how did you get it?" Chang Chun's father collapsed, looked at his son like this, and walked a few steps forward on his knees.
A young man said coldly: "This is caused by the beating, it seems that Chang Chun and Zhang Qingsong beat each other." ā
Changchun's father looked at the person who spoke.
The man also glanced at him coldly, but did not speak.
"Master Hu, what you said is too arbitrary." One parent said.
The eldest son of Hu is Hu Zhi'an's elder brother, Hu Zhitong.
"In this high class A, there are three bullies, relying on their family status, up to Mr. and down to classmates, bullying, beating and scolding everything." Song Ning walked through the court, passed by all the students, and stopped in front of Tian Weiyuan: "Mr. Tian, now, you have been ruined as a teacher, don't you want to do something at the end, so as to give yourself a chance to survive?" ā
Tian Weiyuan looked at her.
Song Ning said: "Say you know." ā
Everyone looked at Tian Weiyuan nervously.
Tian Weiyuan was frightened, and heard Xue Yin shouting: "Mr. Tian, you and I read the book of sages, and now we are teachers again, and it is your duty to identify the murderer and protect and guide the students." ā
Song Ning looked at Tian Weiyuan and said, "Do you want to say it, this official has a way to make you speak." ā
"Although this yamen is broken, but the torture equipment is repaired, and it is okay to interrogate you with an old bone."
"I said, I said......" Tian Weiyuan said hurriedly, "Yesterday morning, there were indeed five students in the classroom, in addition to Zhang Qingsong and Chang Chun, there were also Huang Xiandong and Sun Leyang...... There's another one I don't remember. ā
"I'm old, I really don't remember."
Sun Leyang and Huang Xiandong roared: "Sir, how can you talk nonsense. ā
The people at the door suddenly became noisy, and Sun Leyang's grandfather shouted: "Mr. Tian, how can you climb and bite indiscriminately." ā
"My son doesn't dare to look at the chickens, it's impossible to kill people." Huang Xiandong's father said.
"Can't remember?" Song Ning asked the other teenagers, "Remember?" ā
"I already know who this mastermind is, and now I ask you, just to give you a chance to make up for your mistakes, so that you will have the face to live in the future." Song Ning said, "If you don't say it, this opportunity is gone, everyone-"
She said word by word: "Regardless of the leader, all will be decided." ā
Everyone looked at her in horror.
"I said, I said......" a teenager pointed to the straight man who had been kneeling, "yes, it's Ho Chi Ann, and there's another guy Ho Chi Ann." ā
From beginning to end, the calmest person was Ho Chi Ann.
Song Ning looked at the others.
Aside from Hu Zhi'an and the others, everyone nodded in agreement.
One said: "My lord, we can't say it, otherwise we will be beaten with Zhang Qingsong." ā
"I don't want to be beaten, I want to study."
Outside the court, there was an uproar.
Such a shock is unprecedented.
"It's actually Hu Zhi'an, this kid looks so well-behaved!" Someone couldn't believe it.
"At such a young age, how can you ...... How can it be so vicious? Someone scolded.
Hu Zhitong stood in place, his hands behind his back, his face still as usual.
Quietly watching the chaos in the court.
"We lose money!" Huang Xiandong said in a loud voice, "I, I'm willing to pay." ā
Sun Leyang nodded: "Yes, you can make a bid." He looked at Zhang Qingsong's parents, "I admit that we killed the man by mistake, and we didn't want him to die, it was him...... It was he himself who was disobedient. ā
"Five hundred taels is not enough."
"That's enough for you to have another child."
Zhang Wang sat on the ground, speechless.
All the people in the public hall were silent by this five hundred taels of shock.
Even the light breath shook the chest at this moment, and the ground shook.
"Kill you." Song Ning kicked Sun Leyang down, Sun Leyang fell to the ground in horror, and was pinched by Song Ning's jaw, "Five taels, buy your life!" ā
Sun Leyang trembled like a sifting of chaff.
The grandfather of the Sun family wanted to speak, but his legs were already weak.
Song Ning threw away Sun Leyang and suddenly looked at Hu Zhi'an: "What about you, how much money are you going to pay Zhang Qingsong, and how much are you worth?" ā
Hu Zhian looked at Song Ning and smiled.