Chapter 297: That Bastard

"You ......"

Ling Lu was suddenly asked, she was stunned for a moment, unable to speak.

I was annoyed, this kid was even more difficult to deal with than I imagined, I thought he was just a teenage doll, and when he went to the lobby, he could find flaws when he was scared and induced, but who knew that this kid had dealt with so many people by himself, and he forced himself to retreat step by step.

She was still stunned, Song Xinyi had already knelt down and leaned to the ground.

"My lord, Ling Yujin's injury was not caused by Xiaomin at all, he deliberately counted this matter on Xiaomin's head, so that Xiaomin could bear the charge of intentional homicide, although Xiaomin is young, he is not confused, he was falsely accused by this group of people, Xiaomin is really wronged, please make the decision!"

"Ling Juncheng, you don't pretend to be pitiful here, even if it is not you who hurt me, it is also your accomplice and your accomplice! He burned down the house of his father and son, and stabbed me with a knife, all for you, is this not a matter of your boy's head? ”

Song Xinyi's words were full of grievances, and her voice couldn't help but cry, Ling Yujin became more and more angry when she heard it, this kid would pretend to be pitiful, wasn't it the same when he sued his grandfather before?

He didn't bother to talk nonsense with this kid, so he just yelled.

Song Xinyi straightened up suddenly, and after a while, her eyes were already red from crying.

"Who said it was my accomplice, my accomplice! That bastard, he kidnapped me, dragged me out of the school, almost lost half my life, he tortured me in every way, I still ran away overnight and went home, you see, I was injured by this bastard! ”

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves at once, revealing a snow-white arm.

On the white and tender skin, there are spots and red marks, as well as blisters and blood blisters, some places in the red marks are purple, and the blisters and blood blisters are also rotten, which looks shocking.

Everyone present was stunned, especially Ling Yujin, who reacted even more.

He grabbed Song Xinyi's arm and shouted.

"What is this?"

"That's the mark that bastard left behind when he tortured me!"

Song Xinyi gritted her teeth, with a hateful and itchy look.

"He hung me up and forced me to write a handwritten letter to my family, asking my grandfather to give me money to ransom me! If I refuse, he will burn me with a cigarette bag pot and a red-hot tongs, that bastard, he is not as good! ”

"How is it possible, that person, he obviously saved you out, and he ......"

Ling Yujin was the only one who had been in close contact with Jiang Ci, he obviously saw the young man coming in with a knife to save Ling Juncheng, and also escaped with him, but now listening to Song Xinyi's words, he naturally didn't believe it.

But the scars on Song Xinyi's body were right in front of him, and he had to believe it, but he couldn't figure it out in his heart.

Song Xinyi's eyelashes, which were as thick as a small fan, blinked, and her fingers secretly twisted the soft flesh on her waist, and immediately big tears poured out of her eyes, crying so aggrieved and sad.

"That bastard, he has been staring at me for a long time, knowing that grandpa loves me the most now, so he took this opportunity to take me away, he wanted to take me to ask for money from grandpa, he tortured me for most of the day, if it wasn't for me fainting in pain, he wouldn't have put me down, I finally escaped, and you still count his guilt on my head!"

"You did this to me! To your classmates, to your brothers! ”

She cried so sadly and sadly, and everyone present was silent when they looked at the injury.

Zhao Zhixian's face in the hall was very ugly, it was really a false accusation!

It is clear that this group of people are joining forces to bully this doll!

I saw him slap him heavily, raise his eyebrows, and look stern.

"So, plaintiff, what else do you have to say? You two elders have joined forces to frame your own nephew! You are falsely accused! ”

"My lord, you have been wronged!" Keyuan

Ling Dong fell to his knees with a thud, and immediately cried and howled.

"We are just women's families, and when we encounter something, we are scared into useless soft-footed shrimps, and we will sue Jun Cheng in a daze, but my lord, the conscience of heaven and earth, we really don't want to frame Jun Cheng......"

"Really? This son will say that his wife is a soft-footed shrimp? Seeing that you are justified, you are not so weak! ”

Zhao Zhixian was extremely disgusted with such a woman, with a sneer on his face, he casually took out one of the tokens from a pile of tokens and threw it in front of the hall.

"Even if it's not a false accusation, it should be punished! Come, detain these two women, and reprimand them with ten rods! ”

"My lord, I am wronged, spare the people's women......"

Ling Dong's howl was even stronger, although the Ling Lu clan over there did not wail, but he squeezed out two tears at the right time, which made Ling Yujin feel distressed, and knelt down on the spot to intercede for his mother.

"My lord, my mother is just a mere woman, short-sighted, I misunderstood Ling Juncheng for a while before I came to the yamen to report the case, in the final analysis, my mother acted like this because of the small people, if the adults want to punish the big commandments, why don't you let the little people suffer these ten strokes of the rod, okay?"

"Yujin, no! Your arm has just been injured, how can you afford these ten strokes of the rod? It's my mother's fault, and my mother bears it alone! ”

Ling Lu's tears rolled down faster, although she was over thirty years old, her charm still existed, and she cried silently like this, it really looked a little pitiful.

Coupled with Ling Yujin pleading for mercy beside him, this picture of mutual pity between mother and son looks really touching! Gee.

If these two men continue to talk, I am afraid that the ten strokes of the rod will be exempted.

Song Xinyi sneered in her heart, the good son taught by the Ling Lu clan is really not low in emotional intelligence, but how could she let the mother and son succeed?

Since Ling Yujin wants to take it for his mother, it will fulfill his filial piety, after all, if he waits for half a day, his filial piety will have nowhere to go.

Thinking of this, Song Xinyi immediately bowed and said respectfully.

"Lord Zhixian, can you allow the little people to say a word or two?"

"You say."

Zhao Zhixian watched Ling Yujin's mother and son fighting each other, and felt irritable and embarrassed, but when Song Xinyi opened her mouth, she immediately agreed.

Song Xinyi straightened up and said loudly.

"This matter involves Ling Yujin's injury, my second aunt is worried about her son, and she misunderstood Jun Cheng in a hurry, the second aunt is thin, and she really can't support it by these ten strokes of cane, why don't you allow Ling Yujin to be punished for her mother?"

Saying this, her dark eyes flowed, and she looked at Ling Dong, who was kneeling on the ground crying and wiping her tears.

"As for the third aunt, she is so strong that she can afford to be punished with ten strokes of the cane!"

"Ling Juncheng is you little bastard, you ......"

Ling Dong originally thought that this kid would intercede for himself in front of everyone who was the Ling family, but he didn't expect him to say this, the roots of his teeth itched with hatred, and he wanted to scold when he opened his mouth.

The corners of Song Xinyi's lips tightened, the smile in her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she suddenly spoke.

"Third aunt, I haven't finished yet! Fang is the person who knocked on the drum of grievances and entered the court to report the case, and now the magistrate of the county has heard it clearly, and sentenced you to make false accusations, but you beat the drum of grievances even though you have no grievances, according to the laws of this dynasty, you have to receive ten more rods! ”

"What?"

Ling Dong's eyes widened in shock.

But seeing Song Xinyi arching her hand in front of the hall, Qingyin Langlang asked Zhao Zhixian for advice.

"Lord Zhixian, Xiaomin is right?"