Chapter 1555

Seeing Mother Xu's denial on the spot, Chu Yunyao was not annoyed, "I wanted to give you a chance to confess and be lenient. Since you refuse to tell the truth, well, wait for someone to be found and implement the Mohist law."

Chu Yunyao asked, "Housekeeper."

"The old slave is here."

"Set fire to the backyard, carry gunpowder privately, and injure people in the mansion, what should I do?"

"According to the family rules, you can either be taken to the dungeon or killed on the spot." The housekeeper was terrified when he heard the words "carrying explosives": "Young lady, gunpowder..."

"Gunpowder is something that is used on the battlefield. Ordinary people can't touch it at all. I don't know how the people brought in by Madam Xu got it?" Mo Lingyuan's voice was cold.

Mother Xu trembled slightly, "No, it's impossible..."

Before the words fell, there was a howling sound from a dark corner: "Auntie, save me."

Madam Xu turned her head abruptly, and saw a frail man shrinking his head like an eagle catching a chick, being dragged by the guards twisting the collar at the back of his neck.

Grandma Xu was in a mess, and rushed to Chu Yunyao's feet: "Young madam, please do me a favor, young madam, this is the only child of three generations of our Xu family, he is still young and naive, please let him go."

Madam Xu was old, and she already had some inconvenience in her legs and feet, and was burned by the fire. She couldn't even stand up, so she could only lie on the ground, tugging on Chu Yunyao's skirt, and kowtowed non-stop.

Chu Yunyao looked at the young and ignorant man in Xu Mama's mouth, and said in disbelief: "Your nephew, you seem to be over forty years old, right?"

"No, no." Madam Xu wiped her tears: "He is only thirty-nine years old, and he will only turn forty this winter. Young Madam, he must not have done it on purpose. He must not know that the thing is gunpowder, and it's none of his business." Something, someone must have framed him."

Chu Yunyao backed away a few steps, looked at Siyu who was wrapped in the blanket and drowsy, and motioned for Bao'er to carry her back to the bedroom.

Mo Lingyuan waved his hand at the guard, and the guard dragged him over, pushed him forward forcefully, and pushed him to the side of Madam Xu.

The man cried bitterly: "Auntie, I am your only nephew, the only child of the Xu family, my parents entrusted me to you before they died, you can't let me have trouble, I... ..., if I die, the Xu family will lose their incense."

Chu Yunyao: "..."

This kind of useless thing, if it dies, it will die. Will it harm people while alive?

The cheekbones of this sharp-billed monkey don't have any good genes that can be passed down.

Chu Yunyao stared at the man's slightly trembling hands for a moment, and asked, "Are you taking out the rice bag?"

The man denied: "No, no."

After finishing speaking, he yawned and burst into tears, as if it was very itchy, he kept scratching his body with his hands, and kept shivering.

Mo Lingyuan asked straightforwardly, "Where did you get the gunpowder?"

"No, no gunpowder." The man continued to deny.

Mo Lingyuan had already run out of patience, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and said in an indifferent voice, "Hit, hit until he says it."

The guard stepped forward, pressed the man on the bench, and came over with a whip.

As soon as the whip came down, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the person who hit him repeatedly begged for mercy.

Ben was a soft-boned man, but when he saw that the guards were merciless, he spit out everything after three whips.

"I said, I said." The man burst into tears, "Half a year ago, I met a few friends in the casino, and under their temptation, I started smoking rice sacs. When I first started smoking, I felt very comfortable.

But as time went on, once I stopped, I felt uncomfortable all over, so I had to spend all my money on these things.

After Master Chi found out about this, he drove all the people who sold this thing out of the gambling shop, dug a lime pit and buried it.

This thing is getting more and more expensive. I sold my old house and valuable things, but it’s still not enough for me to smoke every day...

I asked my aunt for help, and my aunt gave me all the money to quit, but I couldn’t quit...

Later, someone gave me a big bag of rice on the condition that I would sneak into the Young Marshal's Mansion and blow up the mistress of the mansion..."

The darkness in Mo Lingyuan's eyes sank little by little, and he looked at the man in front of him like he was looking at a dead person...