Chapter 122 Concubine
Ms. Rong asked her son in surprise, "Lang'er, how do you know the clues?"
"Mom, it's not me, it's Er Fat." Yuan Lang grabbed the hand of another little boy. "The day before yesterday, Er Fat saw Aunt Gui and a man fighting in the reed marsh. Er Fat, am I right?"
The second fat boy is Wu Mingli's eldest son. He is eight years old this year. He is actually not fat at all. His small body looks not as strong as that of Yuan Lang next to him.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Erpang lowered his head in fear.
Wu Mingli's daughter-in-law, Ms. Chen, walked over and touched her son's head, and asked softly: "Did you really see it?"
Facing his mother, Erpang was not so afraid. He grabbed the hem of Chen's clothes and nodded, saying in a low voice, "Mom, I saw it."
A yamen officer wanted to step forward to arrest the child and tell him clearly, but Shan Dajun stopped him with a look. With a gentle expression on his face, he asked Mrs. Chen to ask for help.
Under Chen's patient guidance, Er Pang slowly recounted what happened that day. Although there are some slight inversions in some places, it is still smooth overall, and it can be heard that the second fat man is not lying.
Shan Dajun took two steps forward and asked, "Can you still recognize that man's voice when you hear it again?"
The second fat man hid behind his mother's body. With Chen's encouragement, he popped out his little head again and nodded to Shan Dajun, "I heard it."
Shan Dajun was delighted, didn't this mean that the man was here?
He asked urgently: "Who is it?"
The second fat man didn't answer, but raised his head and looked at Mrs. Chen, "Mother."
Chen smiled and patted his head encouragingly.
The second fat man then reached out and pointed in the middle, "It's him!"
Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw Lin Jianshan with a stunned look on his face.
Shang Wan groaned in his heart.
"It's not me." Lin Jianshan waved his hands in panic, "Everyone's voice is similar, how can a child's words be taken seriously?"
Shan Dajun stared at him and asked sharply: "Where were you when the crime occurred? What were you doing?"
"I...I..." Lin Jianshan hesitated and couldn't speak, and Zhou was so anxious that he kept pinching him.
When is it? Tell me quickly! If you don't say anything, you will be blamed for the murder!
Mrs. Liu also urged anxiously: "Boss, please hurry up and tell me."
Village Chief Lin looked ugly and scolded: "If you have anything to say, just say it and do it hesitantly!"
Under the gaze of everyone, Lin Jianshan's face turned red and his fists were clenched, but he never uttered a word.
Everyone in the Lin family was as anxious as ants on a hot pot.
Shan Dajun winked at the two yamen servants, telling them to keep an eye on Lin Jianshan and not let him run away.
He turned around and continued to ask Erpang, "Except for his voice, is there anything different about the man you saw that is different from the others?"
The second fat man grabbed his mother's hand and raised his head to recall. Yuan Lang beside him reminded him in a low voice, "hurt, hurt."
"Ah!" Erpang instantly remembered, "I saw that the man's right arm was scratched. There were several cuts on it, and... the man had a mole here."
He touched the back of his head where it connected to his neck, and turned around to show Shan Dajun.
When two government officials came forward and grabbed Lin Jianshan, Shan Dajun walked over and rolled up his right sleeve. As expected, there were several scabbed scratches on his forearm. Looking at the back of his neck, there was a mole.
All right. Shan Dajun's face was as dark as water, "Now that the witnesses and material evidence are all there, you still haven't given an honest account!"
"Master Chao, my son was wronged. You can't wrong a good man." Mrs. Liu cried and rushed over, grabbing Shan Dajun's official robe.
Other members of the Lin family also helped to plead for mercy, and Zhou even knelt down to cry out for Lin Jianshan.
Village Chief Lin never thought that this fire would burn his own family, so he quickly begged for mercy.
"You want to hinder our arrest in handling the case?" Shan Dajun said with a stern look on his face as he whipped out his official sword, frightening Mrs. Liu to let go and hide in a hurry.
No matter the Lin family or the accomplices, they kept silent one after another. No one wanted to taste the taste of the official sword.
Shan Dajun snorted coldly and kicked Lin Jianshan at the knee.
Lin Jianshan felt pain and knelt down on one knee uncontrollably.
Shan Dajun shouted and asked: "Tell me, what is your relationship with the deceased? Why did you fight with the deceased in the reed swamp?"
Lin Jianshan gritted his teeth and refused to say anything. He was kicked twice by Shan Dajun before he spoke and asked everyone to leave. He only had to explain to officials.
Shan Dajun sneered again and again, who do you think he is? A murder suspect even made demands!
"If you don't say anything, take him back and beat him up." Shan Dajun ordered his men, "Put him on the shackles and take him back for interrogation."
"No! I didn't kill anyone!" Lin Jianshan knew that if he was really taken to the county jail, his skin would peel off even if he died. He struggled hard and shouted, "I said! I said!"
"Hurry up, it's your last chance." Shan Dajun waved his hand, and the two officials stopped.
Lin Jianshan's eyes swept over his family members, but avoided Zhou.
He licked his dry lips and whispered: "I didn't kill anyone. I am...am...Gui's concubine."
The word "mistress" was almost swallowed up in the mouth, and everyone couldn't bear it and listened.
Everyone was in an uproar instantly, and Mrs. Zhou turned pale, fell to the ground, and looked at her man in disbelief.
Her man turned out to be Gui's adulterer!
That old woman is old enough to be his mother!
"What did you say?" she asked sharply, her voice breaking.
Lin Jianshan didn't dare to look into Mrs. Zhou's eyes, lowered his head and said, "What I didn't want to do was just be obsessed with something... just a few times, it was Ms. Gui who begged me, and I... in short, I didn't kill her, There’s no point in killing her.”
"The fight with her in the reed marsh the day before yesterday was not really a fight. She couldn't beat me if I really wanted to. We just had a dispute. She asked me for money to stay somewhere else. If I didn't give it, she would He scratched and scratched me, and threatened to leave me, but I only fought back when I was annoyed."
Shan Dajun said: "So in order to preserve your reputation, you killed the Gui family to silence them?"
"No! I really didn't kill her!" Lin Jianshan retorted hastily, "I went to find her today to give her the silver hairpin."
"Did you get the silver hairpin?" Zhou's voice trembled and her eyes were red, "To give it to that bitch?"
"I...I..." Lin Jianshan murmured with his lips trembling, and explained in a low voice, "I didn't want to give it to her at first. I didn't just give it to her because she was in difficulty..."
"If you don't want to, she can put a knife on your neck and force you to do it?" Mrs. Zhou stretched out her hand and pointed at the body covered with white cloth, "She didn't even wear clothes when she died, and you had an affair with her again, right? no?!"
Lin Jianshan was secretly annoyed that Mr. Zhou didn't give him any face, and his face was swollen with pain. Under the eyes of everyone, he nodded with difficulty.
"She seduced me, so I... But when I left, she had already put on her clothes."
"You heartless man!" Mrs. Zhou's eyes turned red. She couldn't bear it anymore and rushed to scratch Lin Jianshan. "I gave birth to children for you, served your parents-in-law, and ran the house for you, and you actually went out to find a concubine! What the hell do I want? What's wrong?"
(End of chapter)