"Ahem!"

Anping County Ling is a thin old man, and he doesn't seem to be in good health, and he coughs a few times from time to time.

If it weren't for the fact that there was something serious at the moment, Sun Miao almost ran over to see a doctor after an occupational disease attack.

"Who's in the hall?"

"My lord, the contemptible Jishitang doctor Sun Miao. ...... a few days ago"

After stating the ins and outs of the matter, the Anping County Commander listened patiently and rubbed the goatee on his chin: "So, do you suspect that the son of the Song family did not commit suicide, but was killed by his friend Tang Chongde?" ”

"Exactly."

"Hmm......" The county magistrate glanced at Chu casually, and seeing that she didn't react, he turned to Tang Chongde again, "Tang Chongde, what do you have to say?" ”

"The grass people have never killed anyone."

"Sun Miao, you mean that Tang Chongde killed someone, but can there be evidence to present to the court? Where are the witnesses? ”

Sun Miao took the picture scroll in Chu Yi's hand: "This is the picture scroll in Song Yan's bedroom, and there is a bloody fingerprint left on this picture scroll, whether it is a comparison of this person."

"The pennant that Song Gongzi had been holding in the bedroom before his death has also disappeared, and it is suspected that it is the blood mark accidentally left by this person when he rummaged through the theft of the pennant after committing the murder."

Thankfully, the fingerprint looks clear.

After the county magistrate got the picture scroll that was presented and carefully checked the fingerprints, he instructed left and right: "Come, take this Tang Chongde's ten fingerprints with me." ”

His own servant took the paper and asked Tang Chongde to press the fingerprints of ten fingers.

Then he handed it to the county man on the side, and after the county man squinted his eyes and carefully compared, he nodded to the county master: "This fingerprint is indeed under the thumb of Tang Chongde's right hand." ”

Syllable!

The county commander was shocked: "Okay, you Tang Chongde, murder, the evidence is conclusive, what else do you have to say?" ”

"I have a very close relationship with Shouchang, and this fingerprint may have been accidentally left on weekdays."

"Huh." The county magistrate laughed angrily, "You can't be a three-year-old child in this county?" Come on, send someone to his house to search for the pennant, and by the way, retrieve the entry and exit lists of the two squares where his house and the Song Mansion are located! This county will make you die convincing today...... Ahem, ahem. ”

Sun Miao originally felt that with Tang Chongde's cautious style, the pennant would definitely be hidden, and I was afraid it would take a long time.

I didn't expect the catchers to come back in about a stick of incense.

During this period, Mrs. Song also came over and was allowed to observe the hearing as the victim's mother.

"My lord, this is indeed Song Yanzhong holding a pennant and found it under the bed in Tang Chongde's house."

"Hmph, Tang Chongde, don't tell this county that this is a coincidence, so as to avoid the pain of flesh and skin." The county magistrate sneered.

Tang Chongde sighed: "Caomin confessed, it was indeed me who killed Shouchang." ”

Old Madam Song's eyes widened when she heard this, she stood up and pointed at him tremblingly: "You! Chongde ...... Our whole family asked ourselves, we have always treated you well, why did you kill my son! ”

When she said this, she couldn't stop panting, and the maid on the side was busy helping the old lady to calm down.

"Wronged...... Miserable......! ”

Suddenly, a hoarse and gloomy voice appeared in the hall, and it seemed to come from Old Madam Song.

"Who cried out?" The county magistrate asked, but the voice stopped, and it didn't sound like the voice of Mrs. Song and the maid.

The county magistrate felt that he might have heard it wrong, and his health had been getting worse and worse recently, but fortunately, he had already found a way to be rescued.

Sun Miao and Mrs. Song knew that this was the self-proclaimed tiger's head shouted by the face sores.

Mrs. Song was afraid that there would be any more changes in the sores on her face, so she said that she was unwell after the excitement, and she was helped back to the house by the maid to rest.

"Tang Chongde, the son of the Song family has always been good friends with you, why did you commit murder, and you still didn't invite you from the truth!"

Tang Chongde, who knew that he had already confessed his guilt, stiffened his neck and kowtowed: "Grass people...... Can't say. ”

Syllable!

The county commander was angry: "Repeatedly despise this county, you are really a big dog, come on!" Twenty rods first, and then I will ask him,"

The servant with a stick of fire and water came out of the ranks, kicked him down, and when the two of them were rounded, they greeted him on the buttocks.

Originally, I watched Sun Miao, who had 510 boards on TV, and thought that 20 sticks was less.

As a result, looking at the one who was beaten, his butt had blossomed and blood was seeping out.

"The county asked you, did you say it?"

Tang Chongde raised his eyes and glanced at the county order, and lowered his head without saying a word.

Sun Miao was surprised in his heart, this guy has a sick brain, he has already confessed his guilt, what else can't he say?

You just say that it's love killing, won't it be over? Isn't it embarrassing to be so far?

"Good! Good! I'm going to show you today......"

The county order was about to be severely punished, and suddenly another arrest came back quickly, still holding a thick volume of nameless books in his hand.

After presenting the book to the hall and whispering a few words to the county order, the county lord frowned and flipped through the book.

At first, the more I looked at it, the deeper my brows wrinkled, but later it seemed to be full of helplessness.

I don't know what is written on it.

After a while, the county order, who had read all the contents, closed the book and spit out a turbid breath: "Tang Chongde deliberately killed someone, and his crime is unforgivable. In accordance with the Da'an law, he will be sentenced to death row for the time being, and will be executed tomorrow afternoon. Retire! ”

After the cannon finished speaking, he didn't give everyone time to react, so he shook his head and left, and seemed to mumble "ridiculous, ridiculous" in his mouth.

Sun Miao and the others were stunned.

Tang Chongde's expression was complicated, like pain and relief.

When he was pressed down by the officials, he couldn't help but shrug his shoulders when he looked at the back, but he didn't cry.

After the county man finished reading the book, he took it and walked down, sighed and said, "You can also take a look." ”

Sun Miao took it and looked at it with Chu.

But this book is a thick diary.

It started three years ago.

"Today in the academy, Shouchang stole my article again, and my husband and classmates praised it greatly. I was reprimanded by my husband when I didn't have an article, and my classmates ridiculed me. However, on weekdays, Shouchang often helps me, so such trivial things will be forgotten. ”

"Today, Shouchang didn't know what to say to Shuang'er, Shuang'er was always worried, I asked her, and she just cried. I don't know if I can do anything about it. ”

The Song family proposed to Shuang'er and her father, and her father agreed. I don't blame her, I don't blame her family, it's that I don't have the ability. "This page is more wrinkled, there are water stains on it, and the font is weird, as if my hands are shaking when I write.

"I know I can't go on like this, but if I want to turn over, there is only one way to get famous. If you want to gain fame, you have to concentrate on studying. I can't do without Shouchang's help...... It doesn't matter, it's almost the day of the imperial examination, and I can bear it. I'm going to be able to hold on. ”

"Shouchang agreed to take me with him to take the township exam, it seems that he still has brotherhood in his heart."

"Impossible! That's obviously a political treatise written by me! Why is it his Song Yan's name, why?! ”

There are many more, basically the same content, Tang Chongde endures Song Yan's domination and suppression of him every day, and lives in the shadows every day, and the only vent is to write these down.

Because he wanted to turn over and take the imperial examination, his poor family couldn't support his ideals, and he couldn't do without Song Yan.

Although he is poor and rich, he has to go out of production when he studies, where does the money come from? It can be seen that the poor text cannot be too poor.

And the recent diary has added new content.

"Frost has been in tears lately, and today she finally told me the truth. He Song Yan's family has a wife, and he still stays in the place of Fengyue, and he doesn't return home? ! I'm going to have to reason with him. ”

"He's gone mad, he's lost his mind by that fox. For Frost's sake, and for my own sake, maybe I'd have done something. ”

And the diary on the last page has only one line: "It's time for this to end." ”

After reading it, Sun Miao only felt that his scalp was numb, and something in his heart was blocked.

Could it be that this Tang Chongde, who would rather eat those twenty plates than tell the reason for the killing, wanted to protect Song Yan's reputation after his death? !

Don't want Song Yan's old father and mother to be hit hard because of their son's ugly true side?

Even if he has been treated like this?

Could it be that this is the true side of the murderer, the ruthless scholar who does not change his face when he kills?

Sun Miao couldn't help but doubt his first impression of Tang Chongde when he returned to the world.

Is it my own fault?