Zhao Xian was dressed in plain clothes, with red and swollen eyes following him, crying in a hoarse voice: "Father, don't leave me..."

Mr. Qian looked closely and immediately lost his soul. The one who was lying on the door panel was not his son-in-law Zhao Shouye. Who else was it?

"My uncle is a sixth-rank official in the court, but he was beaten and died by the bastard and the Qian family!" Zhao Hao kicked over the chair and said murderously: "I want your Qian family to bury my uncle together!"

"Oh, Lao Qian, this matter is a big deal. According to the "Da Ming Law", the wife beats her husband by a hundred sticks. The one who is so terrified is snatched. The one who is dead is beheaded." Li Jiutian was also shocked and did not bother Zhao Hao. While saying that, he went to check Zhao Shouye's condition. "As for the people fighting for officials, the crime would be even greater..."

"This, this..." Mr. Qian didn't have the arrogance he had just now and said tremblingly: "Aren't you dead yet?"

"Oh, there's no help." Li Jiutian took his hand back from Zhao Shouye's neck, took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood, and sighed: "The pulse is weak and cannot be detected, and only the intake of air but not the outtake. Judging from my experience in handling cases for more than ten years, he will die at any time."

"Ah..." Mr. Qian's legs were weak and he sat on the ground.

"A sixth-rank official died in a bad life, and the matter is very important! Take care of everyone here, and I will go back and report to the master!" Li Jiutian ordered his men and turned around and was about to leave.

However, Mr. Qian hugged his thigh and begged all over his face: "Don't worry, please ask for discussion."

"Let go!" Li Jiutian glared and said, "We the master can't even take care of this matter. We have to go to the Nanjing Ministry of Justice. I'll discuss it with you!"

"My cousin, I have a love for you, please speak alone..." Mr. Qian was scared to death and whispered to Li Jiutian.

"Oh..." Li Jiutian finally gained his foothold when he heard this.

In the wing room, Mr. Qian knelt on the ground, raised a plate of silver ingots high, begging Li Jiutian, who was sitting there, and said, "I'm sure you help me..."

"Oh, old money, your money is too hot." Li Jiutian hugged his arms, and did not mean to take money. Instead, he sighed: "I just said that the life lawsuit of a sixth-rank official who was killed is not subject to trial by the county. He must go to the Southern Ministry of Justice. Thinking about the fact that Mr. Zhao had just been resigned for a few months, his son died of a life-threatening death. The adults in the Southern Ministry of Justice will definitely be in trouble. At that time, it is possible that you will be sentenced to be executed by a whole family..."

"Ah?" Mr. Qian opened his mouth wide and said, "No, it's not that serious, right? It's just a sixth-rank official."

"I'm just a comparison." Li Jiutian snorted, "Your daughter and wife beat her husband to death, and the killing of Li Jue cannot escape. Anyone who has taken action last night can be sentenced to Li Jue. Even you, as a parent, cannot escape if you indulge in the crime. The adults of the Ministry of Justice shook their pens and decided to be the mastermind, and you have to accompany your daughter to take action and ask for the execution."

"Ah, my mother..." Mr. Qian was so scared that he was so scared that he wet his crotch by Li Jiutian.

Li Jiutian covered his nose and stood up in disgust and said, "You ask for blessings."

"No, Mr. Li..." Mr. Qian hugged Li Jiutian's thighs as if he was holding a life-saving straw, and wailed: "I beg Mr. Li to help, I am willing to spend all my money and buy a way out..."

"Oh, you're really trying to make things difficult for me." Li Jiutian seemed to be so entangled that he put the silver in his pocket and said, "Then I'll go and ask the Zhao family to see if there is any way to settle it privately."
Chapter completed!