Chapter 182: She Won't Be Sucker
As the quilt was lifted, a rotten, fishy smell filled the wind.
His eyes had become two black holes, his cheeks were covered with scars as if he had been smashed by a huge rock, and his limbs were stiff.
Dead.
No breathing, no rise and fall of the chest.
With just one glance, Lu Mingchao made up his mind.
He died a miserable death, with his eyes gouged out, his tongue cut out, and his face disfigured.
While the people were waiting in line, there was a sudden uproar. Those who were less courageous chose to give up waiting in line, which had lasted for a long time, and left the scene in a hurry, shouting.
Xie Yan dodged and stood in front of Lu Mingchao.
In the cold winter, the stench of decay hits your head. If it is a hot summer, it will be full of maggots.
"What do you mean, old man?"
The sharpness between Xie Yan's eyebrows and eyes is too eye-catching.
Lu Mingchao, who was blocked behind Xie Yan, looked at the old man with tears streaming down his face with his bright black eyes.
The yamen runners also gathered around when they heard the commotion.
People with shallow throats have begun to vomit uncontrollably.
"Please, save the child." Wang Laoer burst into tears and repeated stubbornly.
Covered by the veil, Lu Mingchao's expression darkened.
"I am just a small and unknown merchant. I don't have any magical powers to bring the dead back to life."
The bailiffs covered their noses lightly and advised him in unison.
The blood from Wang Laoer's forehead flowed slowly, dyeing his usually plain face red. Tears and blood intertwined together, covering his cheeks, adding a bit of weirdness and madness to his aura.
"Lu Dongjia cannot bring the dead back to life, but he can clear the clouds and bring light to the sun."
Wang Laoer's voice was so shrill that it made people's scalps tingle.
He leaned sideways and reached out to touch the face of the man who had died long ago on the wooden cart. "The unfilial son died in a very tragic way, and his old wife died with him. As a father and a husband, I cannot let my wife and children die with regrets."
"I beg Mr. Lu to reveal the truth about my son's death."
"I will repay you in my next life."
Wang Laoer took two steps back, then slammed into the raised part of the wooden cart, determined to get bloodied on the spot.
"Ayan." Lu Mingchao called out urgently.
Xie Yan was quick to catch Wang Laoer who was seeking death.
Lu Mingchao was upset and puzzled at the same time.
Xie Yan's eyes seemed to be filled with the coldness of the moon. "Who ordered the old man to risk his life to splash dirty water on his wife?"
"Everyone in Changhe County knows that my wife is organizing a free clinic today. You first came here with your son's body, and then left some ambiguous words before trying to commit suicide."
"Does the old man want to pin the bad name of forcing someone to death on his wife?"
Be it pitiful or hateful, neither is a reason for the Ming Dynasty to be trapped in a whirlpool and quagmire.
"Sir?" Lu Mingchao looked at the bailiff in charge of maintaining order as if asking for help.
Seeing this, the bailiff took Wang Laoer from Xie Yan.
Wang Laoer was still struggling, howling, and shaking his head, as if trying to explain himself.
Lu Mingchao scanned the faces of the free clinic team, some expressing surprise, some doubt, and some speculation, and he knew in his heart that he could not hide his feelings by covering his mouth.
If you can't cover it up, then just speak out.
Using his cloak as a cover, Lu Mingchao took out a relatively antique trumpet and began to sing.
Then take this opportunity to effectively advertise her soon-to-be-opened Qizhen Pavilion.
Lu Mingchao clapped his handset and cleared his throat. "I know you are curious. I am also confused and don't understand what is going on."
"We are all here, so we can serve as witnesses. Those who are innocent will be cleared."
The loud voice, carried by the wind, was clearly heard by the people on the long street.
Some people called it witchcraft and looked at the loudspeaker in Lu Mingchao's hand with fear and surprise. It seemed that only the warm sun hanging above their heads could give them a faint sense of security.
Lu Mingchao raised his hands and continued, "The thing in my hand is neither a sorcery nor a magical weapon. I got it by chance from a merchant craftsman who traveled across the oceans. It is called a trumpet and it can make a sound."
"In addition to the speakers, we also bought some rare items, all of which are treasures that Chaofu Qizhen Pavilion wants to sell to the public."
"Chaofu Qizhen Pavilion will open in seven days, and will present a wonderful feast of treasures to our customers."
"I wanted to keep it a bit mysterious, but today's incident involves human lives. The streets are crowded and noisy. If I fail to reveal the truth in time and ensure that everyone present knows it, it may cause irreparable harm to me."
The people were amazed.
Wang Laoer stopped struggling, his eyes shining brightly.
It's like a person walking alone in the endless desert suddenly sees an oasis.
The more Lu Dongjia hides his crimes, the more likely it is that the grievances of his wife and children will be vindicated.
"Old man, as far as I know, you and your son were involved in slandering Chaofu Grain Store's rice as being poisonous, and your wife was poisoned and nearly died. The government has already made a conclusion."
"I was not involved in these two incidents and I have acted cleanly and have a clear conscience."
"I don't know what the old man is trying to do by doing this!"
Lu Mingchao handed the trumpet to Wang Laoer.
Wang Laoer took the speaker with a trembling voice and threw everything into the air, crying out in tears, "It's wrong, it's wrong, it's all wrong!"
"The child was deceived by the thieves and slandered Chaofu Grain Store, saying that its rice was poisonous, in an attempt to damage the reputation of Chaofu Grain Store and make it lose its business. However, Lu Dongjia easily proved his innocence."
"Then the thief was caught and thrown into prison, and the boy was also caned and fined."
"The slander against Chaofu Grain Store was a result of the greed of the boy, but his crime does not deserve the death penalty."
"My child's death was tragic and strange. After thinking about it, I think the villain behind the scene must have been worried that my child would say something he shouldn't say, so he killed my child!"
"So you suspect that Mr. Lu is the real culprit behind the incident?" someone in the crowd asked.
Wang Lao Er shook his head and said, "No."
"I am an old man with little power. I can't do anything to help him. I'm afraid I won't get justice even if I sacrifice my life."
"My child died unjustly!"
"I can only beg Mr. Lu to help me."
The bailiffs' faces turned green.
This old man is trampling on their faces.
Lu Mingchao frowned and said, "That's wrong."
"The county magistrate is diligent and honest in his duties, and he is fair and just. He has his own standards in mind and will never fail to redress injustice."
Integrity is something to be considered.
Diligence is a last resort.
But it is indeed fair and just. The official still has the heart to serve the people and has not lost all conscience.
Wang Lao Er did not file a lawsuit because he had no solid evidence, only absurd guesses. Then he chose her as the scapegoat and kidnapped her with the fame she sought in public, forcing her to comply.
The destruction of a family and the death of loved ones is heartbreaking.
But she still remembered vividly the look on Chao Fuliang's face on the day he caused trouble.
In Wang Laoer's speech, he only said that he and his son were deceived and slandered that the rice in Chaofu Grain Store was poisonous, but he deliberately concealed the part that his wife was indeed poisoned.
Isn't the crime punishable by death?
Poisoning the mother who gave birth to and raised you is worse than an animal and is unforgivable!
Wang Laoer knew about it, but he also tried to cover it up.
This father and son are not innocent.
The only innocent person was the old woman who was poisoned silently and passed away in a daze due to the pain of losing her son!
Act from the heart