Song Beiyun

They have now arrived in Fuliang County, less than forty miles away from Qimen, and he and Yang Xiancheng have gathered together again.

"This Song Beiyun, it's hard to vent my hatred if I don't kill him!" Sitting in the hut, Zhou Jing clenched his fists tightly and said to Yang Xiancheng in front of him: "You and my brother didn't say anything, and you did such a crazy thing. "

Yang Xiancheng's eyes were a little dull now, he lowered his head and said nothing for a while: "I just want to save my wife."

"You're only a lady, and dozens of members of my family were arrested by him!" Zhou Jing slammed his fist on the table, making a dull sound: "I will definitely kill him."

"Now that you and I have been wanted, what should we do in the future?" Yang Xiancheng said in a low voice, "If..."

"Don't panic, I can still lead you. At worst, after finishing this vote, you and I will go to the land of Jinliao. In a few years, we will be a good man again. But wait until I kill that dog. As a plan, I have brought two hundred heroes today, how many yamen servants are there in Qimen County?"

"Less than 30 people."

"Hahahaha, I want to cut that Song Beiyun clean, and play with his beautiful lady in front of him."

Yang Xiancheng silently raised his head and glanced at Zhou Jing, feeling that this man was a bit perverted, he seemed to like doing that in front of others.

But now that he has come to this point, Yang Xiancheng has no choice. He wants to rescue his wife no matter what. He originally wanted to ask the backer for help, but he has not seen the backer for a few days. The people below told him that the governor If you are sick, you will thank the guests behind closed doors.

Although Yang Xiancheng felt a little strange, the arrest of his family made him not think much about it, he just wanted to rush into Qimen County to rescue his first wife, and then fly away and live in seclusion.

"Now when it gets dark, I will lead people into Qimen County, slaughter Song Beiyun, hang his dog's head on the county government office, and leave in the dark. I have prepared my chariot and horses. , and when they find out that Song Beiyun is dead, you and I have already traveled a long way."

Listening to Zhou Jing's sound plan, Yang Xiancheng always felt that something was wrong, but now there was nothing he could do. After all, he was a frail scholar and his backing was unreliable, but now he could only count on Zhou Jing.

"Mother, let me tell you, you scholars are the most ruthless and ruthless. If the governor is willing to lend me hundreds of soldiers, how can you be so careful."

Yang Xiancheng's eyelids twitched: "Master Inspector..."

"Isn't it? What's the matter? Your supervisor doesn't want to stand out? The world is as black as crows."

Yang Xiancheng was a little worried, but it was already getting late at this time, Zhou Jing didn't allow Yang Xiancheng to think about it, and pulled him to Qimen County with the two hundred heroes.

The road of dozens of miles is not far away, but it is not far enough to enter. When entering Qimen County, it is already Haishi.But even though it was night, the weather was still extremely hot, and everyone was sweating profusely. They rested for a while by the river outside Qimen County and set off again.

"Report."

A spy quickly entered the county office and came to Commander Yu: "Commander, Mr. Song, nearly 200 people have entered the circle."

Song Beiyun, who was giving the Commander a popular science map, raised his head and exchanged glances with the Commander: "Please enter the urn."

"Let them in." The commander nodded and said, "The archers are ready."

"Yes!"

Slowly entering the county town, even though it was the time of the day, people should be outside to enjoy the shade in the scorching summer, but when entering the entire county town, there was an inexplicable chill. After Zhou Jing and the two came in, they didn't feel uncomfortable at first, but the closer they went to the county government office Walking in the same direction, Yang Xiancheng's heart became tighter and tighter.

"Something's wrong." He reminded Zhou Jing in a low voice, "This...is not as usual."

"Yeah." Zhou Jing also noticed something was wrong: "Could it be possible that he still expected me to wait to come back?"

While they were talking, dozens of hands suddenly stood up on the roof of the alley they passed through, and then a burst of arrows shot out.

These people held torches in their hands during the night journey, and those archers specially picked the person holding the torches to shoot wildly. After a while, all the firemen fell to the ground, and the heroes also panicked.

Shouting, screaming, and howling sounded together in the narrow alley, and the green forest heroes who were originally stragglers began to flee with their heads in their arms.

But before going far, the doors of many people's houses suddenly opened, and a large number of armored soldiers rushed out of them, their knives gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

Everyone has this kind of weapon, but not everyone has armor. The laws of the Song Dynasty allowed people to hold knives but not armor. However, those without armor are under attack from both sides. After all, no one knows whether they will be accidentally chopped up by their own people.

Soon, under the impact of fifty soldiers, the hundreds of people began to flee in all directions. As soon as they fled, a large number of infantry surrounded them with torches, chasing and cutting them all the way forward.

Zhou Jing was already dazed, and Yang Xiancheng was a little bit exhausted, but as soon as they rushed out of the alley, they saw the county government in front of them.

At this moment, Zhou Jing's eyes suddenly turned red, and he raised the knife in his hand and shouted: "Brothers, rush into the county office! Kill that dog official first!"

The gate of the county government office was open, but Zhou Jing and his party were left with less than 30 people. Many of them either got separated in the pursuit or were shot or hacked to death. The neck is a knife.

Rushing into the county office, under the leadership of Yang Xiancheng, who is familiar with the door, the rest of the people went straight to the back hall. As soon as they kicked open the door of the back hall, they saw Song Beiyun sitting in the yard eating watermelon and sitting on a rocking chair So uncomfortable.

"Song Beiyun, grandpa is here to kill you!"

When Zhou Jing saw him, his eyes immediately turned red, and he raised his knife and was about to step forward, but at this moment, all the doors of the room opened, and dozens of soldiers and generals with shields rushed out of it. Song Beiyun guarded at the back, and thirty archers stood up on the roof, all raising their bows and aiming at the people below.

And the door on the lobby at the back also slammed shut, and twenty armored soldiers appeared behind them.

After seeing this scene, Yang Xiancheng's whole body collapsed, and he sat down on the ground with a pale face.

"Two brothers, do you want to eat watermelon?"

Song Beiyun walked out from behind the shield warrior, and came to a place not far in front of them with a smile in his hand, holding a watermelon: "The well is ice-cold, very comfortable."

Seeing this situation, Zhou Jing's hands were already trembling. He was about to fight to the death, but just as he raised the knife in his hand, Qiao Yun's brother, the commander, stabbed him with an arrow. A clump of blood was brought out.

Zhou Jing was in pain, but he was still a man after all, but he didn't say a word, but the knife fell to the ground without being able to lift it any longer.

Seeing this, Song Beiyun put down the watermelon, walked forward, picked up the steel knife, looked back and forth, and then laughed: "Brother Zhou, is this the knife I gave you?"

"Song Beiyun!!!"

Zhou Jing pinched the bleeding spot on his wrist, and said viciously: "Forget me, Zhou, who has no eyes! I misread you!"

"Don't say such hurtful words." Song Beiyun stepped forward, pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and squatted on the ground to bandage Zhou Jing's wound: "My brother said that about me, but it made my brother a little sad."

"Damn you!"

Zhou Jing scolded angrily, but Song Beiyun got up without paying any attention, and looked at the green forest hero who dared not move behind him: "Brother, what do you want to do by bringing so many people to look for me today?"

Of course, he couldn't wait to answer this question, so after Song Beiyun finished speaking, he came to Yang Xiancheng, squatted down and looked at him: "Brother Yang, why didn't you say hello to brother when you came back?"

Yang Xiancheng is a scholar, and he knows that things have become "people are swords and I am fish and meat". He never thought that Song Beiyun would have the ability to borrow soldiers, and he is the black flag guard directly under King Fu.

This is clearly the Son of Heaven Xun!It's an imperial envoy! ! !

Regret or not... There are thousands of hatreds in my heart, but they are useless, I can only sit on the ground with a dazed face, mixed feelings.

After Song Beiyun finished speaking, he stood up and said, "Pay them."

After all the people present were tied up, gongs and drums started beating outside, and the people in the county came out of their homes one after another and gathered in front of the county government office.

When they saw the corpses all over the floor, they began to discuss, and many people who had been oppressed knelt down and kowtowed, calling out to Lord Qingtian repeatedly.

Of course, the excitement was endless. Song Beiyun slept all day just to wait for the overnight public trial. After all, it was too hot during the day, and he couldn't stand it...

Seeing that the number of people had almost arrived, Song Beiyun bit the bullet and changed into official clothes. Qiaoyun helped him tidy up and said, "These clothes are very hot."

"Hey... don't mention it, I feel like I'm wearing this clothes, like a monkey in a sack, I feel uncomfortable." Song Beiyun rolled up some sleeves a little: "I don't know if these people sharpened their heads to think Why do you want to be an official, just because the official uniform is tired and crooked."

"You...but you are not allowed to talk nonsense, and there is no one to guard your mouth." Qiao Yun warned softly: "One day you will get into trouble."

"I'm the most afraid of trouble. If anyone makes trouble for me, I'll get the troublemaker." Song Beiyun put on his official hat: "Sister Qiaoyun, you haven't had a rest all day, so take a good rest."

"No, I want to take a good look at how majestic my young gentleman is." Qiaoyun said sweetly, "If you want me to say, this is a good boy, not the one who can only recite a few poems and write a few lines." Sour literati."

"Okay, okay, don't exaggerate, don't exaggerate..."

Chapter 134: A letter from the wilderness on August 8

"You can plead not guilty!"

The gavel was photographed, and even the questioning process was omitted, and he pointed at the bound Zhou Jing and questioned loudly.

Do you recognize it?

Naturally, he does not admit it. As long as he does not admit the crime in the Song Dynasty's laws and regulations, he will be handed over to the Ministry of Criminal Justice for review.

"I am not guilty!"

"Palm mouth."

Song Beiyun slapped the table, and then the yamen servant came forward, no matter whether he broke the rules or not, he cracked dozens of big mouths, which made Zhou Jing dizzy, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his face was even swollen like a pig's head.

"Admit it or not!"

This week, Zhou Jing was still quite strong, he raised his neck and said, "I'm not guilty!"

Song Beiyun laughed and glanced at Commander Yu: "Clap again!"

This is because the commander is a martial arts practitioner, and he is merciless when he hits someone. With one slap, there are not a few teeth left in Zhou Jing's mouth, and he even fainted a few times in the middle, but Song Beiyun didn't Before he opened his mouth to call for a stop, Commander Yu didn't stop, and kept slapping him.

A basin of cold water was poured, and Zhou Jing woke up. At this moment, he was unconscious, but he was still tied up and pressed on the hall. Song Beiyun asked again unhurriedly: "Are you sure?"

"I... am innocent..."

Seeing that he finally stopped being stubborn, Song Beiyun laughed, and he laughed: "Come here, bring someone to give evidence!"

Not long after, the yamen servants brought more than ten people with a lot of things to the front of the hall, including Huang Anwei who had always been the creator of public opinion for Song Beiyun.

These people are all witnesses, and Huang Anwei is really a very planned old critic. He has prepared all the report materials a long time ago, and not only that, he also helped other witnesses to prepare A full set of reporting materials is ready.

On the whole, it was a feast of public executions. In front of the people of Qimen County, Zhou Jing's actions were counted one by one.

This process alone lasted for more than an hour. Sentences of testimony, pieces of evidence, time, place and people are all clear, and the things he has done are analyzed in front of people in detail. It doesn't matter if he doesn't recognize him anymore, now the people in the whole county can't wait to eat him raw on the spot.

"Zhou Jing, I'm asking you, can you plead guilty or not!"

Zhou Jing lowered his head and muttered with difficulty: "I'm not guilty!"

Still in this stern look, many of the people behind him even cursed, but Song Beiyun stood up with a smile, and shouted sharply: "Quiet!"

This voice silenced the hall, and then he came to Zhou Jing with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Zhou Jing, it's okay for you to be stubborn, but I want you to be a sensible ghost before your death."

After finishing speaking, Song Beiyun began to pace in front of the hall: "Four months ago, Huang Qi, the former county magistrate, went to Ren Qimen County. After taking office, he began to thoroughly investigate the Zhou family's smuggling. Before discussing with Yang Wen, the magistrate of this county, he was murdered before the county magistrate Huang reported his duties."

Song Beiyun spoke slowly but loudly, just to let everyone hear: "On the fifth day of the fourth lunar month, Yang Wen, the magistrate of this county, invited Huang Qi, the former county magistrate, to a banquet at Zuihelou. Drunk Huang Qi pretended to die by drowning again, but Huang Qi did not drink alcohol. Zhou Jing called Niu Ayou from the nursing home at home, and under the pretense of giving gifts to carry out a sneak attack, hammered him, but Niu Ayou missed one blow, and the county magistrate Huang After standing up and resisting, Niu Ayou broke his leg bone and died by hammering the back of the head."

Speaking of this, Song Beiyun snapped his fingers: "Bring the shopkeeper of Zuihelou, a group of assistants, etc."

In a short while, all the people from a restaurant in the county appeared on the stage, and each described what they saw and heard at that time. One of the guys said: "We were almost closing up that day, and the head of Zhou came out with the county magistrate. I saw that Mr. Huang walked out with the help of others, and was still covered with a coat, so I went up to ask, but Zhou Jing gave me a kick and told me to get out of the way."

Another guy went on to add: "I saw that at the time too. Mr. Huang put one hand on that Niu Ayou's shoulder. My lord's body hasn't moved, his toes are rubbing against the ground."

After they finished talking, the shopkeeper of Zuihe Tower also said eloquently: "When I ordered someone to clean up the room the next day, the guy told me that there were black spots on the wall, but I didn't care. It's still there now, before Song Dynasty. The adults also went to investigate and said it was human blood."

Song Beiyun smiled, picked up a cloth bag from the table, and slowly opened it in front of everyone, revealing a copper hammer inside. Without saying a word, he just threw the copper hammer on the ground in front of Zhou Jing .

"Zhou Jing, do you recognize this thing!"

Zhou Jing lowered his head, refusing to say a word, while Song Beiyun circled around him twice: "This copper hammer has a mark on it, I checked it out, and the mark was made by Zhou Mao, the county blacksmith. , do you know that all the castings of the Great Song Dynasty have to leave the name of the craftsman? Come, bring Zhou Mao!"

A strong man was brought to the hall, and he bowed his hands to Song Beiyun: "Hello, Mr. Song."

"Thursday Mao."

"The grass people are here!"

Song Beiyun pointed to the copper hammer on the ground: "Do you recognize this thing?"

"Caomin recognizes that this object was cast in January of the first year of Baoqing. There is a seal of Caomin on the body, and the account book can be checked. The buyer is Niu Ayou, and the record is for nailing. This is the account book." Thursday Mao will He held the ledger book with him in his hand and handed it to Song Beiyun: "Please read it over, my lord."

After finishing speaking, Song Beiyun nodded, turned to that page, squatted on the ground and spread it out in front of Zhou Jing, and said with a smile, "Zhou Jing, can you read?"

"Oh, as for how to find this murder weapon." Song Beiyun tapped his ear: "I found it when I ransacked your house. Niu Ayou was in a hurry to escape and never took it away. Now... take Niu Ayou!"

A man who was also tied up was pushed and brought in, and then he knelt down on the ground with his head held down by the yamen servant.

"Niu Ayou, I am asking you, but you killed County Magistrate Huang!"

"It's the villain..." Niu Ayou lowered his head: "But Zhou Jing ordered this, the lord said that as long as I do all the tricks, I will be spared the death penalty."

"I'm sorry." Song Beiyun spread his hands, "I just said it casually."

The entire county government suddenly burst into laughter, and the air was full of joy. Song Beiyun walked back to the desk and patted the gavel again: "Why are you laughing? Is it funny? If you laugh again, don't blame me for letting you eat the board."

"According to the laws of the Song Dynasty... Hey, there is no need to follow any laws. Killing people pays for their lives, and the reincarnation of heaven, whether you admit it or not, you can't let your lies lie in front of the evidence, Zhou Jing!"

With a loud roar, the Jingtang tree was snapped into two pieces, and Song Beiyun immediately put his hands behind his back, grinning, grinning, and said in a trembling voice, "Damn you!"

"Haha..." Zhou Jing raised his head slowly, and finally laughed out loud, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master Song, you can't kill me. I have merit."

Song Beiyun frowned: "You fart."

"I'm from Jinshi." Zhou Jing opened his mouth and laughed loudly, showing his broken teeth: "Hahahaha...Master Song, you have miscalculated."

Song Beiyun was silent for a while, didn't speak any more, but turned to look at Yang Xiancheng: "Yang Wen, are you convicted?"

"I'm guilty..." Yang Wen has nothing to wash away. He doesn't have a background like Zhou Jing's. He was doomed from the moment he was arrested, and he also has a reputation, and he is not the main criminal, so he won't be arrested. Behead your head and admit it quickly.

At least... Be decent, don't have to announce everything about yourself to the public like being stripped naked and running naked.

Since it is a guilty plea, there is no need to be too troublesome, as long as the process is roughly passed, the sentence can be pronounced.

Song Beiyun picked up a piece of paper and began to read: "The prisoner Yang Wen, as the county magistrate of Qimen County, corrupted the law with corruption and knew the law, so he deserved a higher level of crime. Fall."

After reading, he glanced at Zhou Jing, and then continued to read word by word: "Prisoner Zhou Jing, who smuggled contraband, hoarded goods, hired murderers, raped women, bought and sold by force, and was punished for several crimes, He should be punished by death, but he has fame..."