Such torture has never happened since the Qian Dynasty.

No matter how tough a man is, he would rather seek the punishment of beheading, because the punishment of Ling Chi is worse than death.

Duanmu Qingchen covered his nose and frowned, and waved again and again: "Drag out, drag out!"

"Yes!" The police stepped forward and dragged away Ma Guanqun and Zhou Youfa.

At the same time, another policeman quickly brought a mop and cleaned it neatly.

They handle cases all the year round, and anything can happen in this courtroom, they are used to it, mops, buckets, medicines and cold water are all prepared. To meet the needs of the times.

"The Ma family is extremely evil, and their hearts are as black as charcoal! Immediately ransack the house, seal the store, and drive them out of the capital. The hundreds of officials trembled.

On both sides of a door, there are two temperatures.

Even Fu Kun couldn't help but look tense, feeling dark. Yao Guangna on the other side gave him winks again and again, and his smile became more obscene.

Duanmu Qingchen's trial of the Lijiacun case may be just the beginning.

That year, the disaster bank allocated funds to hundreds of villages in 60 counties in five prefectures. Could it be that Zhou Youfa is the only one who is corrupt? With Emperor Cheng's character, after learning the whole story of this case, he will definitely investigate all the officials back then!

As for the state officials ten years ago, as the prince said, most of them must have become Beijing officials today. It is no wonder that the officials hearing the trial in this court are there in fear.

To be a minister of the emperor, the meaning of the emperor is a compulsory course.

In this way, he knew why Fu Kun's face became tense.

Who would have thought that the death of a Ma Guanqun's son would cause a hole in the sky and affect all the officials in the capital! If it could be calculated at the beginning, Fu Kun would never let Jiumen intervene in the case, and now Fu Kun is extremely regretful. A hot potato was pushed back and forth, and it rolled into a big snowball, and no one could stop it.

The case of Lijiacun finally came to light, and Wanqing also avenged her.

Ma Guanqun and Zhou Youfa both Ling Chi, and their families were confiscated. It is a holy grace not to be distributed to the frontier, but it has just turned back to a commoner.

If one person does evil, the family will be affected.

Some say their family members are innocent. But there are also people whose families deserve it too.

Whether they are innocent or deserve it, only their family members know.

Finally, Duanmu Qingchen looked at Wanqing: "Miss Wanqing, you are avenging your clansmen, that is, your relatives. According to the laws of our court, you can be given a lighter sentence, but you can be spared the death penalty, and you cannot escape the death penalty. My Highness sentences you Exile in southern Xinjiang, can you obey the law?"

"Wanqing pleaded guilty..." Wanqing choked up and begged, "As long as the clan's grievances are cleared and Ma Guanqun and Zhou Youfa's evil deeds are known to the world, Wanqing is enough. Wanqing wishes to subdue the law, and thank His Highness the Crown Prince for his kindness."

Duanmu Qingchen nodded, and looked around the crowd deeply: "His Royal Highness has decided to erect a stele with a thousand characters in the ruins of Lijia Village, engraving the names of the dead, comforting the dead, and warning future generations!"

"The prince is wise—" Everyone knelt down, and the loud voice echoed above the Zhengda Guangming Hall.

The sky is white and the sun is shining, justice and justice are clear. Evil deeds must be self-defeating, and vengeance will eventually be avenged.

When the two servants of the Ma family heard that the house was going to be searched, they stumbled and ran out.

Outside the palace gate, a man in a dark purple cloak walked past them, squeezed to the side of the gate, and stared at Wanqing inside the palace gate. The brim of his hat was drooping, and the same dark purple veil covered his face, except for a pair of exceptionally long and narrow eyes, the pupils inside the eyes were slightly purple, like the high-quality purple crystals in the palace.

Suddenly, Lian Youyou in the hall turned around and squinted at him. When he realized it, he immediately lowered his face, turned and left, and squeezed into the crowd again. After walking a few steps, he stopped again, looking back at Lian Youyou suspiciously.

Lian Youyou narrowed her eyes slightly, but sneered at him, recognizing his identity.

He was slightly startled, and immediately turned around and strode away without looking back.

When the order to ransack the house is issued, it means to ransack the house immediately.

The servant who ran back to Ma’s house first rushed into the Shangshu’s mansion and shouted: “Master’s accident—the prince is going to ransack the house—everyone run—someone will raid the house—”

Everyone is still a little confused. Today's trial is not about the murder of the young master, so why did something happen to the master?

The old butler got a little angry, calmed everyone down, and then came up and scolded the two servants: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"Old butler! We didn't lie to you! The master did something immoral before, and more than a hundred people died! That's why he was revenged. Now it's all cleared up. It’s here! Hey! If you don’t believe me, we’ll leave it alone! Quick, go get some valuables!” After speaking, the two servants rushed into the living room, trying to **** the antique vase in the living room.

When the confiscators came, they couldn't take anything away, and they didn't take the opportunity to grab some.

"Presumptuous! Which of you dares to steal things!" Ma Shangshu's official family is usually extremely arrogant, and he absolutely does not believe that something will happen to their Lord Shangshu. No matter what happened, Fu Kun would always be on the left. How could it be so serious to ransack the house?

Immediately, thugs from the family stepped forward one after another and stopped the two servants. At this moment, the ground shook, and everyone froze, looking outside the door.

I saw a mighty force outside the door, and the officials from the eight doors came running neatly!

The competent generals around Fu Mingrui strode into the gate, holding up the order sign: "By the order of the crown prince, the house is confiscated! No one is allowed to flee privately!"

The official family immediately stood in place, and the family members screamed in panic, and there was chaos in the door of Shangshu's mansion.

Officials entered and began to ransack the house.

The loyal servant girl ran to Ma Yun's room and knocked on the door hurriedly: "Madam! Madam! Run! The master has been sentenced to Ling Chi, and eight doors are here to raid the house!"

Inside the door, Huang Yue'e, who was sitting beside Ma Yun's bed, was stunned. She won't leave, she won't leave her son, slowly, she crawled under the bed. When I turned over, I saw the beautiful blue butterfly under the bed. Lan Die moved lightly, still maintaining a human form.

Huang Yue'e smiled: "Son, mother will not leave you, mother will always be with you..."

The maid patted at the door and saw that there was no response, so she couldn't care less and ran away by herself.

The official came and kicked open the door of Ma Yun's room. Immediately, a cloud of sinister energy came out of his face, with a familiar smell like the smell of corpses!

"This is Ma Yun's room."

The two frowned, quickly searched the room for their belongings, and left in a hurry, not wanting to stay in the room any longer.

Copying a home is not something that can be done in a day or two, because this is not a poor family. Shangshufu's family is still worth copying.

After the public trial, all the officials left in a hurry, and went back to check themselves first, in order to deal with the coming storm.

Yao Guangda smiled and looked at Fu Kun: "Kun'er, are you... all right?" Yao Guangda blinked ambiguously at Fu Kun.

Fu Kun glared at Yao Guang fiercely. Fu Mingsu had already stepped forward, separated Yao Guang with his body, and saluted Fu Kun, "Father."

Fu Kun walked away, not wanting to look at Yao Guang's pig face for a moment longer.