Two days later, the harvest festival finally ended.

When Song Beibei returned home, he went straight to his yard, lay on the bed, and called Jiale to pinch her shoulders.

The past three days have really exhausted her, and her waist has been torn upside down.

Qin Shaoyu was even more miserable, his leg was injured, and he was tired for three days, and he couldn't stand on his feet when he got down from the float.

Jiale pressed her for a while, and then she felt that her body was her own again, and she also had the time to start thinking about other things.

"By the way, the four things that were added to my medicine are still closed, right?"

Jiale replied, "It's closed." I haven't eaten or drunk for the past few days, but I kept calling to see Miss, and now I'm too weak to do it. ”

Song Beibei sighed, got up from the bed and said, "I'll go see her." ”

Jiale persuaded: "Miss is tired today, why don't you go and see her tomorrow?" ”

"How can I do that, if I don't go again, she'll die."

Song Beibei bent down to put on his shoes, and suddenly a maid came in and said, "Miss, Lord Qin sent a messenger to invite Miss to go." ”

Song Beibei just put on his shoes, stood up straight and asked, "Yacha?" What are they coming to do? ”

"The slave doesn't know."

If Shaoyu is looking for her to have something, just send a family member to pass the word, why send the yamen so solemnly? I don't know, I think she did something.

It is estimated that things are not so simple, Song Beibei instructed Jiale: "You persuade Sijo, comfort and comfort her, and tell her that I don't blame her." Let her eat something and wait for me to come back, don't she starve to death before I get back. ”

"Yes."

Song Beibei followed the maid to the front hall.

When she was about to reach the door, she heard her father and mother in the front hall really negotiating with the yacha.

"How can my family kill people in Beibei? She was a little girl under the age of twelve, and she usually didn't even dare to look at the chickens. ”

Yacha was embarrassed: "Master Song, we also know that Miss Song is not a wicked person, but Master He from Chixian County brought many people to Qingxian County to complain, and we had no choice but to invite Miss Song over." Master Song rest assured, this case is presided over by Lord Qin, and Lord Qin will give Miss Justice back. ”

Lin Liao said sadly: "We naturally believe in Lord Qin, but my family Beibei has just participated in the harvest festival, and I haven't even slept at home for a night, and I'm going to spend it in prison, I really feel sorry for my daughter......"

However, both of them are sensible people, even if they feel sorry for their daughter, they will not make it difficult for Lord Qin.

The two stuffed silver into the yacha and told them to take good care of Beibei, and the two yacha came down again and again.

Song Beibei waited for his father and mother to finish speaking before walking in.

Lin Liao's eyes were red and he said: "Beibei, you and your eldest brother will go to the official mansion, don't be afraid, when the time comes, if Lord Qin asks you anything, you can tell the truth." ”

Song Beibei didn't ask much in front of his father, but he sensibly pulled Lin Liao's clothes and said, "Father, don't worry, Brother Yacha will take good care of me." ”

Lin Liao endured his distress: "Alas, good Beibei, you listen to the words of the big brother Yacha." ”

Song Beibei nodded obediently: "Okay." ”

After leaving the Song family, Song Beibei asked the two yacha: "You said that Master Song of Chixian County accused me of murder, who did I kill?" ”

"It is said to be his eldest son, Ho De. Master He brought all the works in Chixian, and the works confirmed that his son was beaten to death. ”

"Where's the smash?"

"Head."

When Song Beibei heard this, he immediately smiled: "That's okay, as soon as Lord Qin sees me later, he will know that the murderer is not me." ”

Yacha was curious: "Why?" ”

"Because I've seen He De, I know he's much taller than me, and I stood on tiptoe and raised my hands for fear that I could barely reach his head, not to mention holding a heavy object and smashing it on his head."

When Yacha heard this, he also felt reasonable, and said, "Then Miss Song doesn't have to worry, maybe she can go home and sleep later." ”

Song Beibei nodded, for the first time in his life, he felt that being short was still beneficial.

Soon the yacha brought Song Beibei to the court.

Lin Liao and Song Qixian originally thought that Lord Qin would just bring Song Beibei over and detain him tonight, and then try him after dawn tomorrow, but they didn't expect Lord Qin to ascend to the court overnight and start the trial now.

He took a closer look at the inspection records sent by the Chixian servant, then glanced at Song Beibei, and said to Master He who was standing next to him: "He Yuanwai, it is absolutely impossible for your son to be killed by Song Beibei." The record says that He De is more than seven feet long, but if you look at Song Beibei's head, how can it be her? ”

He Yuanwai has been heartbroken for He De's matter these days, he just wants to find the murderer for his son quickly, and at this time, he doesn't care whether it is reasonable or not, and insists: "I don't care, I saw the bell on her foot next to my son's corpse, if it wasn't for her, how could the bell be lost there?" ”

Song Beibei explained honestly: "Outside of He, when I was taking a bath in the inn, I heard someone break into my room. When I came out, I saw that my bracelet was missing a bell. ”

He Yuanwai squinted at her: "Can anyone prove it?" ”

"No ......"

"Didn't you say anything?!"

"Alright." Lord Qin interrupted the two of them and said to the yacha, "Come on, bring the things." ”

The official brought a stone and put it at Song Beibei's feet.

Lord Qin said: "Song Beibei, you move this stone." ”

"Yes." Song Beibei got up and went over, lifted the stone with great difficulty, and looked at Lord Qin breathlessly, waiting for his next command.

Lord Qin said again: "Song Beibei, you hold the stone above your head." ”

"Good ......"

Although Song Beibei felt embarrassed, he still did so, and with all his strength he lifted the stone, and finally lifted it above his head.

One of the yacha hurriedly took the stone in her hand, and the other yacha stepped forward to support Song Beibei.

Lord Qin said: "He Yuanwai, according to the records brought by Chixian Zuo, the weight of this stone is comparable to the weight of smashing your son to death, you have also seen it, Song Beibei is such a little girl, just lifting the stone is laborious, how can she smash your son to death?" ”

"This ...... This ...... "Although He Yuanwai was not convinced, he couldn't say anything to veto.

In fact, how could he not know that Song Beibei could not be a murderer? Although his son is weak, he can't even beat such a young girl.

But he had so much grief in his heart that he needed an outlet.

He Yuanwai's lips trembled for a long time, and he also spoke up.

"He is a member of the outside festival mourning."

Lord Qin comforted him, and continued, "Actually, I have already asked the yacha who accompanied the young girls who accompanied the harvest festival back then, and they said that these children had been named before going to bed, and there were people guarding them at night, which can prove that no one has gone out." So I suspect the killer won't be these kids. Besides, there are suspicious people in your house? ”

The first thing that flashed in He Yuanwai's mind was actually the face of his youngest son He Neng.

But soon he forced himself not to doubt him...... Now that He De is gone, he is just this one son.

He thought about it, and suddenly his eyes widened and said, "It's difficult...... Could it be the county lord? ”