Yeats also quickly adjusted her facial expression as the mood of the interrogated person changed, and she said without much expression, "This was not the attitude when you seduced Shen Biao three years ago, and you were pitiful at that time, which caused Shen Biao to ask you for warmth and care, do you dare to say that it is not 'pitiful'?" ”

was hit by someone, and Zhu Changshi instantly followed the wilted autumn melon.

I heard that Yeats was interrogating people in the afternoon, and he stood outside the interrogation room with Ma Ye again, and just heard the highlights, he felt that there was someone behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was indeed his eldest son.

He said, "You are busy with you, leave me alone."

Pei Jingning didn't understand Lao Tzu's hint, so he stood behind Lao Tzu with his hands and looked at Yeats, who had never spoken. Wearing a seven-grade official uniform, she is obviously a girl, but she shows her masculinity everywhere, she is beautiful and calm.

Yeats continued to enlarge the melon: "From Shen Biao, you have never gotten the tender love and family affection, so you want to firmly grasp the man who makes you happy, and encourage him to elope with you in the name of collecting fur, right?" ”

"You...... How do you know......"

In the end, it was the woman in the house, after her emotions were crushed by Yeats, she had no sense of defense, she forgot to be cunning, and she cried loudly.

Maybe it's because it's been suppressed for too long, maybe it's because of the nightmares in the middle of the night, Zhu Changshi howled: "God, why...... Why...... If you want to do this to me, I have always thought that Shen Lang didn't want me anymore, so I went to the northwest alone, but I didn't expect it...... Didn't expect ......"

"I didn't expect to be killed by your husband, right?"

Zhu Chang's crying stopped abruptly, and he fell to the cold ground like a wooden man.

Yeats said, "When did you know that Shen Biao was killed by Zhu Peng?" ”

Zhu Chang raised his eyes to look at Yeats and did not answer.

Yeats said, "Did you perceive it when the second butler kicked his nose more and more, or when the second steward threatened your husband to extort money frequently?" ”

"You've found it all and asked me what I'm doing." Zhu Changshi lowered his eyes, "Anyway, I didn't kill anyone, you can't catch me." ”

Yeats tilted his head slightly, staring at her all the time, "When you served tea that day, your hands trembled on purpose!" ”

Zhu Changshi suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were full of horror: "You ......"

"Actually, you've been waiting for this day, haven't you?" Yeats understated with a three-point smile.

This smile frightened Zhu Changshi again, "You...... You are talking nonsense...... I...... I didn't have ......"

Yeats said, "Actually, I can understand your thoughts......

"No, you don't understand...... You don't understand anything......" Zhu Changshi shouted excitedly, "You men either eat, drink, prostitute and gamble or go home to beat your mother-in-law, you don't understand the suffering of our women at all,...... I don't understand what we women want at all...... You will only be powerful...... Just hit me...... I can't wait to ...... Hate ......"

"I want to die, huh!" Yeats smiled: "For a woman, having money and a servant and then killing her husband is simply the most beautiful life, I am not wrong, Madame Zhu......"

"You...... You...... How do you know the ...... of my mind?"

"This is not your mind, this should be the mind of many women." Yeats said, "They are fed up with pigs and dogs serving men all their lives, they want to live their own lives, but this world does not give women a chance." ”

"Oh my God...... God ......" Zhu Changshi cried again, someone understood her, someone really understood her, and after half a lifetime, it was a trial master who understood the suffering of these women.

Don't be ancient, it's modern, how many women want to live their own lives without men, but for the sake of their children and for most of their lives, ordinary people choose to bear it silently.

Could it be that Yeats rejected him because of this? Pei Jingning's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, and he reached out and pressed his eyebrows hard, so is it a good thing that sometimes women are so smart......

Pei Fuma also frowned when he heard it, he had never beaten his mother-in-law, on the contrary, he had been pressed by the princess's mother-in-law, who did he talk to, these women knew that they talked nonsense, what kind of rich servants and dead husbands, what is it.

Yeats looked at Zhu Changshi, who was almost crying and collapsed, is it pitiful? Definitely, but in these cases, if she hadn't seduced Shen Biao or even eloped, there would have been no Zhu Peng to kill.

But if she hadn't been beaten by her husband, she couldn't stand the domestic violence and went out to find warmth, she wouldn't have seduced a married man, she was also a victim.

Alas, to put it mildly, they are not good people.

Yeats flicked his hands, "Wait until Zhu Peng is interrogated before releasing him." ”

The jailer took the man down.

Teng Chong was a little excited, "Little Brother Ye, are you going to interrogate Zhu Peng?" ”

Yeats nodded, "It's time." ”

When Zhu Peng was escorted up by the jailers, he met his mother-in-law, Zhu Chang, in the long corridor, and when the two jailers were escorting him, he stretched out his feet to kick the woman.

The jailer didn't react, and by the time he reacted, Zhu Changshi had already been kicked by him.

He spat viciously, "Wait for Lao Tzu, release you immediately, let you go, let you drink the northwest wind." ”

Zhu Changshi snorted coldly, "Then let's talk about it when you are released." After speaking, he sneered, "I'm afraid that I can enjoy a room of family property." After saying that, he looked up and laughed.

In the gloomy cell, laughter seeps and shudders.

"Lao Tzu didn't kill anyone, you wait for me."

Hearing this, Zhu Changshi stopped laughing and looked at him with a strange expression, "Do you think the people in Dali Temple are all dry?" ”

Zhu Peng was shocked in his heart, and he looked inward: "What do you mean?" ”

Zhu Chang hooked his mouth, turned around and left, the officials who interrogated her found everything, and the surname Zhu still wanted to deny the past, but there was no door.

Zhu Peng is not Zhu Changshi, half-kneeling in front of Yeats, his face does not change.

Yeats was calmer than him, "Zhu Peng, three years ago, on September 28, what were you doing?" ”

"You also said it was three years ago, so long, how can I remember."

Yeats chuckled: "Didn't Master Zhu say that he has a good memory, why is it not good now?" ”

"That's business, it's comparable to ordinary chores."

"It really can't be compared."

"Hmph." Zhu Peng has already thought about it, what happened three years ago, and the scene has been dealt with, there is no evidence, as long as he bites and does not let go, what can they do with him.

The stubble was reviewed, and for some reason, Pei Juma pinched a sweat for Yeats.

Yeats was not in a hurry, and took out a purse, "Zhu Peng, do you know this?" ”

Zhu Peng's eyes flashed, and his face was impassive, "Who doesn't know this, isn't it just a purse." ”

"Although it is rotten and cannot be easily moved, I can still see that Shen Xiaoniang's stitches are fine, and every stitch and thread is meaningful."

Zhu Peng looked indifferent, "What is there to take out the purse that my sister made for my brother." ”

Yeats sneered and took out the blackened acacia beans, "My sister will give my brother red beans?" ”

(End of chapter)