Su Mingyue came again, wearing mourning clothes and fighting robes, beating war drums.
It is reasonable for a widow to seek justice for her late husband.
It wasn't Song Chi who asked her to come here; she wanted to come here on her own initiative.
After she knew the truth, she couldn't wait to come and complain, not for others, but for herself.
When she became greedy and got her hands on that "huge fortune", she had already gotten herself into great trouble. Now she knew that Sun Jian had died because of it. If she wanted to survive, she had to kill anyone who might harm her!
There is a hanging drum placed on the left side of the county government office gate, called the Dengwen Drum, also known as the Mingyuan Drum. Whenever the drum sounds, the county magistrate must immediately go to court to try the case no matter what he is doing.
Of course, this drum for complaining cannot be beaten casually. If you are found to have made false reports during the public trial, you will be severely punished. Moreover, you will be beaten with a stick three times after beating the drum but before the court session begins. This is to prevent anyone from beating the drum to complain casually.
The drum for reporting the incident rarely sounds for several months, but it sounded today.
Su Mingyue had a slender figure, and the drumstick was almost as thick as her arm, but she still gritted her teeth, raised it up, and struck it hard to make the Dengwen drum make a sound. People around gathered at the sound and came over to watch the fun.
If you want to make it a murder case, you need witnesses. No one dares to lie in front of everyone and overwhelming public opinion!
This was the method Song Chi taught her. If she was going to do it, she had to do it thoroughly.
"Who beats the drum to complain?"
At this time, Su Dahai, who had changed into police uniform, ran out quickly with a water and fire stick in his hand and shouted loudly. He was actor number two.
Yesterday he was working as a jailer in the Zhuangban, but today he has been transferred to the Zaoban and become a yamen runner.
After seeing who was coming, Su Mingyue knelt down again and shouted, "I, Su Mingyue, am seeking justice for my late husband!"
Su Dahai scratched his head. He had forgotten some of the words. After a moment's pause, he finally remembered, "Do you know the consequences of beating the drum of grievance? You will receive three severe blows with the stick before you can enter the hall!"
"No matter what the consequences, I accept them all. As long as I can redress my deceased husband, I can endure even thirty strokes, not to mention three!"
"good!"
Su Dahai shouted, "Since you have made up your mind, then come and receive the beating!"
Su Mingyue crawled on his knees to the gate of the county government office. More people gathered there. Su Dahai raised the wooden stick. He remembered his nephew's instructions to raise it high and lower it gently, without any personal emotions involved.
If this reckless man used all his strength to beat Su Mingyue to death.
“Wait!”
At this moment, Wang Bao walked out quickly. He glanced around and his eyes fell on Su Mingyue. He couldn't help but clench his fists. He knew without thinking that this must be Song Chi's arrangement. County Magistrate Feng was an outsider and he didn't react so quickly. It was Song Chi who was behind the scenes from the beginning to the end.
"Who dares to beat the drum of grievance? Are they tired of living? The county magistrate has only been in office for a few days and he has already done this. Is he tired of living?"
Wang Bao asked loudly twice, and it was obvious that this statement was intended to bring bad luck to County Magistrate Feng.
Although the drum for appealing for justice is placed at the gate of the county government office, no one actually beats it once a year. It has almost become a decoration. How could there be any injustice under the rule of the county magistrate when the government is clean and honest?
Su Ming also pretended not to hear and shouted, "Please punish me as soon as possible. I have a grievance to appeal!"
"act recklessly!"
Wang Bao cursed angrily and stretched out his hand to grab the wooden stick from Su Dahai's hand. He wanted to punish Su Mingyue with the stick himself. Three sticks would surely kill Su Mingyue. He tried to grab it but failed. When he looked up, he saw Su Dahai grinning at him.
"open!"
Su Dahai neither responded nor let go.
"I told you to let go, you are just a small yamen runner, how dare you disobey me!" Wang Bao shouted loudly. He was used to being arrogant in the county government office and didn't take Su Dahai seriously at all.
"snort!"
Su Dahai pushed hard without letting go of the staff. Wang Bao was not prepared and stumbled and almost fell. By the time he reacted, Su Dahai had already raised the staff and hit Su Mingyue.
"After this blow, you can go to the county government office!"
Su Mingyue was stunned, watching the stick hit her hard, but she only felt a slight pain when it landed on her body. Her uncle was a master, and Su Mingyue dared not underestimate him anymore. However, she reacted quickly and screamed in pain immediately, pretending to struggle to get up.
This scene made many of the onlookers turn their heads away, and some even couldn't bear to watch any further. How could such a thin and slender body withstand such a heavy beating?
Attracting sympathy is the key to victory. The more miserable you are, the more others will speak up for you. What Song Chi once said to her echoed in her mind at the right time.
Su Mingyue's acting skills exploded and she started pretending again.
This woman is so clever that Su Dahai even doubted for a moment whether he had really beaten her. She is scheming, bold and courageous. His nephew must not be with her, otherwise he will suffer a great loss.
Su Dahai was thinking about it when Wang Bao came to his senses. He walked up to Su Dahai with his eyes wide open and raised his hand to slap him, but Su Dahai reacted quickly and raised the wooden stick.
"ah!"
Wang Bao hit the wooden stick with his hand, and the harder he hit, the more painful it was.
"You're finished, you're dead, you even dare to disrespect me!" Wang Bao's eyes were about to spit fire.
However, Su Dahai was not afraid at all. In the past, he would never dare to fart in front of Wang Bao because he was a commoner at that time. Now he was wearing a police uniform, and he had his nephew and the county magistrate behind him. Moreover, his nephew said that only by defeating Wang Bao could he become the head of the police.
"Captain Wang, you don't want to look too bad in front of so many people, do you?"
Wang Bao turned around and saw that many people were focused on him. He suppressed his anger and said, "Are you looking for death?"
Su Dahai ignored him and pushed him away with force. Wang Bao looked strong and sturdy, but he was actually very weak. Ever since he became the captain of the police, he had been drinking and partying every night, which had already drained his body.
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