Chapter 238 Help, I'm Dead(1/2)
Upon hearing Magistrate Zhang's words, Su Changxing was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.
Wang and others quickly cried and begged: "Your Excellency, my son has done nothing wrong, why should I beat him?"
Su Sanlin also quickly said: "My son is a scholar, he can't stand these thirty boards!"
"Please have mercy on me, Lord County Lord!"
Magistrate Zhang looked at them condescendingly.
"How can I allow you to comment on my words in court?"
"Should you try this case, or should I?"
He clapped the gavel in his hand.
"beat!"
"After the beating, read out this person's confession in public!"
Wang cried and threw herself on Su Changxing.
"Don't hit my son!"
"My son is a scholar and will be a high official in the future!"
"If this beating continues, how can he have the dignity to continue studying?"
The head of the Su family also looked at them hesitantly.
I want to plead for mercy, but I don't know what this family has done.
That's why the county magistrate was so angry.
Mrs. Wang was crying and obstructing the officials from carrying out the execution.
"You can't hit me, hit me!"
"Chang Sheng, your brother is a scholar, please help your brother endure this!"
Su Changsheng trembled, thinking that there was nothing he could do about it.
His brother couldn't carry it on his shoulders or lift it with his hands.
If you eat this whole meal, you will probably lose half your life.
But I am different.
He does rough farm work at home and is used to being rough.
It's probably going to be easier than his brother's.
Su Changsheng was about to say that he would suffer the punishment for his brother when he heard the superior, Magistrate Zhang, say coldly: "There's no rush."
"In this court, your whole family cannot escape!"
He said to the officer on the side: "Why don't you do it quickly?"
The Yamen official understood and directly dragged Su Changxing aside.
In front of everyone, the board fell down with a "slap".
Su Changxing's pitiful screams were heard everywhere, and Wang almost fainted.
The old woman from the Song family on the side was trembling as she thought of the ten slaps she would receive later.
I couldn't help but hope that after the trial was over, the county magistrate would forget about her.
Su Changxing's screams were too loud.
Su Cai'er, who was kneeling in front, was also holding on to the corners of her clothes with cold hands and feet.
She had never seen such a scene before, and she was actually a little scared.
She couldn't help but look at her husband kneeling next to her.
Seeing that no one was looking at them, Zhao Ce couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gently shook the little girl's cold hand.
"Not afraid."
He whispered, squeezed the little girl's hand, and quickly let go.
Magistrate Zhang, who was watching from above, turned a blind eye to the two men's little actions.
Finally finished thirty boards.
Su Changxing was dripping with sweat.
Like a dead dog, he was dragged back by two powerful officials.
With a snap, it was thrown next to Wang and others.
Wang cried and crawled over.
"My poor son, how are you?"
Su Changxing screamed so hard that he ran out of energy and was hugged by his mother without saying a word.
After seeing the execution, Magistrate Zhang pointed to the confession on the ground and said, "Read it!"
"Read it carefully in front of everyone."
A man dressed as a master stepped forward, took the confession from the Yamen servant, in which Su Changxing admitted that he had smeared Zhao Ce, and read it loudly.
After the confession was read, the head of the Su family was dumbfounded.
"Su Sanlin, your family has done a good job!"
The head of the Su family lowered his voice and spoke angrily.
I thought Su Changxing was a scholar, and everyone in the village was very tolerant to his family.
But he didn't expect it.
This Su Changxing is actually such a person!
Together with his brother and mother, he discussed a plan to smear others.
And he actually did it himself!
If he succeeds, the person he slanders will definitely be cut off from the imperial examination!
How can you do something like this that ruins someone's future?
This dynasty attaches great importance to the future and reputation of scholars.
How many scholars who were unable to take part in the imperial examinations because of their bad reputation chose to commit suicide?
This matter, just called "nonsense", will never be settled!
After Wang and others heard the confession, their cries gradually became quieter.
Su Changsheng knelt on the ground, shaking non-stop.
The people watching at the door pointed at the Su family angrily and cursed: "So it's you!"
"The matter of taming relatives and disaster stars was all done by your family!"
"You have misled us and want to destroy the pillars of our county!"
"Zhao Ce saved so many people, but you have deliberately discredited him. Your intentions are so vicious!"
"Your Excellency, this family must be severely punished!"
"Mr. Zhao is kind to so many people, and we must never let them slander us like this!"
The crowd was furious.
At this time, everyone no longer remembers it.
When this incident first came out, how many people were involved in it.
It played a role in fueling the flames.
They all pointed their fingers at the first few people who spread the news and demanded that Magistrate Zhang punish them severely.
When Wang and others heard the curses from these people, they all shrank and did not dare to say another word.
Su Changxing, who finally managed to stand up, fainted when he heard these people's words.
Magistrate Zhang had to bang the gavel again to maintain order in the courtroom.
After the situation was under control, he asked directly: "Su Wang, Su Changsheng, are you two guilty?"
Now that things have come to this, they can no longer deny it even if they want to.
After all, all of this was brought about by Su Changxing.
Su Sanlin was the only one, kneeling aside with a livid face.
After seeing that they all confessed, County Magistrate Zhang nodded and said, "In that case, I will pronounce the sentence."
"Su Wang, Su Changxing, Su Changsheng, mother and son, deliberately fabricated facts to create a plot for the scholars of our dynasty."
"Thirty sticks per person!"
To be continued...