Chapter 390: Can You Plead Guilty?

Today's public loss of Yinxue's assassination, of course, the public loss inspection is clear, but he didn't expect that the eldest brother would actually open an ancestral hall for this matter, which sent a very strange signal.

That is, the assassination of Gongyi Yinxue is related to his own family.

But since it was related to his own family, why did the eldest brother call his name alone? Gong Yicha's face gradually darkened, he could be sure that he had nothing to do with the assassination, and with his always straightforward temperament, it was not like his style of doing things to hire someone to commit murder.

He subconsciously looked at Gong Yi, but Gong Yi didn't seem to look at him, but half-closed his eyes, as if thinking about some unfathomable question.

It was only when he stood alone in the center of the ancestral hall, accepting the stern scrutiny of everyone, that Gong Yiren's next question made him feel even more ridiculous.

"Gongshu Cha, can you plead guilty?"

"Confession?" Gong Yicha stared at his sick eldest brother, staring at Gong Yiren's tired eyes, but his heart was cold, others don't know, it is impossible for him to be a brother not to know, the Gong Yiren in front of him, although he has been seriously ill for many years, has never been a weak and bullying object.

"Big brother, what am I guilty of?" said in a deep voice: "Please also ask the eldest brother to make it clear, you don't have to hide it and make people unhappy." ”

"You don't know what crime you committed?" Gong Yiren looked at his fourth brother, who had always been obsessed with martial arts, with a deep look in his eyes, "I wanted to save you some more face, it seems that ...... You won't ask for it. ”

Gong Yi Cha looked around, the sharp eyes of those clan elders were all pierced at him at this moment, and he only felt an invisible sense of oppression, as if at this moment, the beam top of the entire ancestral hall suddenly fell, covering his back and making him breathless.

And he didn't want to take back half a minute, and said sharply: "Big brother wants to pile the blame for assassinating Yinxue on my head for no reason?"

He sneered and glanced at the pale male Yinxue on the side, and said, "Yes, I have never liked Yinxue, this has never been a secret in the public loser, but she has never been indebted to her since she was a child, I sent someone to assassinate her? Big brother, did you know me on the first day? If I really want to harm her, I am afraid that I have already done it myself in her own yard for so many years, why wait until she gets married, and ask others to do it?"

Gong Yiren lowered his eyes, shook his head and said, "I also thought I knew you, and even when this happened, I didn't make the slightest association with you, but ...... The evidence is so ironclad that I can't believe it. ”

He raised his hand slightly, and the steward beside him brought a delicate rosewood box, but when the wooden box was opened, everyone saw several neatly stacked silk books, which were stained with a few shocking bright red, with a faint smell of blood.

Gong Yiren said: "This is a confession, and it is also printed with the bloody handprints of those people. Today, in front of our ancestors and ancestors, I present these confessions to you at a glance. ”

Subsequently, the patriarch who had just shouted to open the ancestral hall had seen it once, and then it was circulated to everyone in the entire ancestral hall.

Gong Yu looked at the crowd of people who were whispering and looking up at him from time to time, one of them was independent of the center of the ancestral hall, like a lone pine that was proud of the wind and snow.

He waited for everyone to finish reading, and finally, the most powerful steward under Gong Yiren was personally passed into his hands.

Gong Zhan spread out a copy, and began to scrutinize every word on the silk book with a cold gaze.

The confessions were not written by the officials involved, but were recorded by the clerks in the prison, and the bloody handprints were counted as proof of their confessions.

From the handwriting, of course, the public inspection can't see anything, not to mention that he is not a calligraphy expert, compared to the attainments in martial arts, his words can be described as "unsightly".

It's just that...... He could read every word of the confession, but he couldn't read what the words were connected to tell him.

The bloody handprint trembled restlessly on the silk book, but what really trembled was Gong Yicha's fingers pinching the silk book, and as an uncontrollable anger in his chest rushed to his head, he slammed the confession in his hand to the ground, and shouted angrily: "This is a false accusation! I didn't say those words at all! I didn't make those arrangements!"

He looked directly at Gong Yiren with a pair of fierce eyes like tigers and leopards, and roared: "Big brother, you think so too? Do you believe the nonsense of these people under severe torture, but you don't believe me?"

His face had changed several times in the prison before, but at this moment, his face was only calm, a calm that people didn't dare to look at directly, and the steward helped him slowly sit back into his wheelchair, and the people in the entire ancestral hall heard his indifferent voice: "Fourth, I only believe in the evidence." ”

"Why are you sure that what those people said is evidence!" Gong Chuan raised his voice and said: "Big brother, there must be ghosts here, you bring them here, I will personally confront them face to face!"

Gong Yiren sighed and said, "They are all dead, they can't stand the torture in prison, and they all commit suicide in fear of crime." ”

"Suicide in fear of sin?" Gong Yicha was slightly stunned, and then became more and more furious, "What a suicide in fear of sin." Once you die, there is no proof of death, this is the so-called evidence of the eldest brother?"

Gong Yiren closed his eyes, as if he was deliberately avoiding something.

"You speak!" the public was like a thunderbolt, "is this the evidence you call big brother?"

"Then what do you want me to do?" Gong Yiren opened his eyes, "My Gong Loser has been inherited for more than ten generations, but in my hands, something like this has happened." In order to compete for the position of the head of the family, you actually want to kill your own niece?" he pointed at Yinxue from afar, "Take a closer look, she is your second brother's daughter! She is only eighteen years old! How could she ever go toe-to-toe with you?"

Gong Yiren's eyes were cold, and he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart: "Also, do you know how many people have gathered at the Yamen Gate now? They demand that the government severely punish the assassins, and even more so to catch the mastermind behind the scenes, and show the public to pay for the lives of those innocent dead people! If this matter spreads, do you think what kind of reputation my Gong loser will have in Jinzhou? If it reaches the court and is widely publicized by people with ulterior motives, what kind of embarrassing place should my entire Gongyi clan be placed in? Do you know?"

"Heh, in the end, it's still for the face of the public loser?" The public loser smiled sadly and said, "Do you think I don't know why you are so eager for me to confess your guilt?" For the sake of this so-called face, for the face of the public loser in front of the thousands of people of the Mo family, you would rather let me carry this black cauldron than suppress the matter as soon as possible, right?"

"If I really want to suppress this matter, do you think you can still stand on top of this ancestral hall and still see these confessions?"

Seeing that Gong Yiren's expression became more and more gloomy, Gong Yiren, who had been silent, finally came over and comforted: "Big brother, be careful, the fourth child is not the kind of person who dares to do something but dare not be, maybe there are really any grievances here, do you want me to find someone to secretly investigate?"

"Check? You want more people to know that the fourth child was involved, don't you? You still think that the face of the public loser is not enough to lose, right?" Gong Yiren glared at him obliquely, and then continued to look at the public loser, with a faint sword-like edge flashing in his eyes, "Gongyicha, can you admit your guilt?"

The public inspector's eyes were placed on the tablets at the highest point on the shelf, and his face was frank: "I haven't done it, why should I confess?"

He glanced at the smiling face of the public loser next to him, and said coldly: "Third brother, why do you have to pretend? I'm afraid that you wish in your heart that I would be convicted early, and after that, no one in the entire public loser will be able to fight with you......"

Suddenly, a murderous aura flashed in his eyes: "Could it be you...... Blame me?"

Gong Yi's face suddenly changed: "Fourth, what nonsense are you talking about! I really want to help you exonerate, but you don't know what to do! What should I blame you for? You still confessed your guilt earlier, and in front of the clan elders, the eldest brother followed together to think of a way, maybe I could save you......"

The public loss inspector stood in place, shook his shirt, and his waist was straight: "The third brother is right, my public loss inspection is not the kind of person who dares to do it, even if you put a knife on my neck, don't you want me to confess so inexplicably! Third brother, those things in the granary, do you dare to admit them in front of the clan elders?"

"Shut up!" Gong Zhiren snorted, interrupting Gong Zhi's words violently, followed by a violent cough.

Gong Yinxue hurriedly came over to help him stroke his back, and said with concern: "Uncle, don't be angry, watch your body." ”

Gong Yiren shook his head and raised his voice: "Since you are so stubborn, come on, lock me this thing that has betrayed your ancestors!"

As soon as the words fell, the guards who had been waiting for a long time outside the ancestral hall walked in, and several people were holding a thick iron chain, the thickness of an adult man's forearm.

It's just that these guards don't have any cultivation, so how can they lock this chain to the body of the public inspector?

"Bastard, you deserve to touch me, get out of here!" With a roar of rage, the two guards who stepped forward first were pushed away by his palms and stumbled backwards.

Gong Yiren was furious: "Gong Yicha, are you trying to spread wilderness in the ancestral ancestral hall?"

"I didn't do it!" "Gong Yi Cha glared at a pair of angry eyes, "Why are you locking me!"

"I am the head of the Gong Loser family, I am naturally qualified to lock you up!" Gong Yu Ren only felt his chest shrink for a while, and he roared with difficulty: "Where is the offering!"