The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

"How could she die? Aren't you very powerful? Hurry and save her! Our fields are still waiting for her to detoxify!"

When they saw the woman die, no one felt guilty or remorseful. They cared more about the crops in their fields.

As he spoke, he pulled Qin Miaoxi, making Lu Qingchen so angry that he slapped those people's dirty hands away, drew his sword and roared: "Don't you want your hands anymore?"

When those people saw the sharp sword in his hand, they became a little scared.

Lu Qingchen glared at them furiously, "Do you still have any humanity? Do you want me to investigate in detail how she left the village back then? What did you do after her brother died?"

In an instant, everyone fell silent, feeling guilty and not daring to say anything.

Qin Miaoxi slowly placed the person on the ground, then looked at them and said, "I told you that the pests in the fields have been cleared. From now on, as long as you fertilize the fields well, you will naturally be able to grow crops."

But the deep-rooted feelings of these years made them not believe her explanation. "But didn't she say she poisoned her? How can we believe you?"

"Then you can choose not to believe it."

The villagers were furious and accused her one by one, saying, "How can you rich people be so heartless? You are happy just by watching us suffer."

"Yes, if our fields don't produce anything, you have to compensate our entire village."

"Yes, it's all your fault."

Qin Miaoxi was amused by their unreasonableness and rudeness. She couldn't help but sneer, ignored everyone, turned around and ordered the yamen runners to take the woman's body out of the village and bury it with his brother.

Lu Qingchen didn't have the same good temper as her. He pointed his sword at the loudest shouters and said, "Come here, bring their village chief and these people to the government office for questioning about the tragic death of the village guards in the snow twelve years ago."

The yamen runners had been fuming with anger for a long time. Following Lu Qingchen's order, they rushed forward indignantly and pulled out all the remaining survivors.

The old men shouted in panic, "Why are you arresting me? That woman is just talking nonsense. Don't believe her."

Now that people are dead, there is no evidence.

What can we do to them if they just refuse to admit it?

Their voices were full of energy, but none of their children came forward to help. They all hid behind timidly, allowing these people who were about to turn fifty to struggle and resist.

Lu Qingchen felt mixed emotions after seeing this. It turned out that this kind of person couldn't raise any good children. She couldn't even pretend to be good. If that woman could really make it to the last moment, I'm afraid their children would send these people to the living grave without hesitation.

The sound lasted only a few breaths. Lu Qingchen wore a cold smile on his face and said expressionlessly, "Since they don't admit it, then take them back and torture them. When they admit it, the trial will begin."

"No, you are forcing a confession out of me and taking my life lightly."

The people in the yamen didn't care what they said. They had already admitted what they had done in the previous conversation. They persecuted other people's children because they were capable, causing their families to be broken up. I really don't know how they could live peacefully for so many years. Aren't they afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night?

Several people were dragged away by the yamen runners like dead dogs and were soon taken out of the village.

Qin Miaoxi watched the people being taken away, without even looking at the people in the village, and walked out silently.

Lu Qingchen waved his hand, and everyone went back home to report to the government office.

He caught up with Qin Miaoxi at a brisk pace, stood shoulder to shoulder with her, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Let me ask you a question!"

Qin Miaoxi said concisely: "Speak."

"Didn't someone say they saw will-o'-the-wisp fire in the back village? Could it really be the ghosts of those people?"

He was full of curiosity about strange things, and always felt regretful that something was missing in the case until it was solved.

Qin Miaoxi said, "If I'm not mistaken, they're burning corn cobs, relying on the smoke from the burning to lure the poisonous tongue into the trap, and use the poisonous tongue to punish those who disobey and try to escape."

She mused, "So your guess was correct. That was the scorpion pot she made."

Lu Qingchen couldn't help but shudder. That woman was cruel to him and even crueler to her enemies.

"Then why did the fire suddenly disappear?"

"Because the hole of the trap is covered."

Lu Qingchen was surprised, "Is it that simple?"

"How complicated do you think it is?"

Qin Miaoxi rolled her eyes at him. Sometimes one shouldn't think too much about things, because the matter itself is for revenge, which is the simplest and most straightforward.

Wen Zhu, who had come specially to pick someone up, smiled knowingly after hearing this: "Master, I haven't heard you get scolded in a long time. How kind!"

Lu Qingchen glared at him fiercely, "You're the only one who talks too much."

"Master, does Miss Qin know that you are so indecent?"

Wen Zhu looked at him provocatively. He was now terribly strong. With Miss Qin present, his own lord was like a clawless kitten, weak and powerless.

Lu Qingchen was so angry that he was fuming. This guy was becoming more and more arrogant and didn't even take him seriously. He had to teach him a lesson and restore his dignity as a marquis.

Then he blurted out: "So what if I know, how can I be afraid of her?"

Once words are spoken, it's easy to spill over uncontrollably. He couldn't stop himself from continuing, "After we get married, she'll still have to rely on me for her life."

Before he could finish his words, his brain had already realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said. His face turned anxious and he wanted to slap himself in the mouth.

[Shut up now, you idiot! You're going to kill me.]

Although the words just now were unpleasant to hear, Qin Miaoxi's gloomy mood finally got a moment's relief. She pretended to be depressed and stared at Lu Qingchen, "Young Marquis, what do you mean by that? Damn you!? Have you forgotten that we have a relationship..."

"Cough cough!"

Lu Qingchen coughed quickly and interrupted her, saying, "Let's talk behind closed doors."

Qin Miaoxi avoided his advances and said, "Young Marquis, we are not engaged yet. If you are not satisfied, you can cancel it."

"Who said that? Don't talk nonsense. I never said I was dissatisfied."

Now Lu Qingchen was really anxious. If the wife he had just got flew away, he would definitely cut off his mouth!

He rubbed his hands together in panic and protested frantically, "How can you say that? You can't really cancel it! I don't care. You have to be responsible for me, otherwise I will be angry with you."

Qin Miaoxi shrugged indifferently, "It's okay if you're anxious!"

Lu Qingchen: "..."

Seeing his master's forbearance, Wen Zhu curiously gossiped, "Master, Miss Qin is like this, aren't you angry?"

His back teeth creaked as he spoke, "I'm not angry."

Wen Zhu covered his mouth and laughed secretly. He finally realized that his master was not angry, but between being angry and being cowardly, he chose to be angry and be cowardly.