Chapter 167: Trial in the middle of the night
"Little boy~Let my sister kiss your little mouth~" Miss Yan leaned closer, pouting and sending her flaming red lips.
When there were only two centimeters left from Yueyue, Yueyue clearly saw a layer of white powder falling off her pale face, and suddenly woke up, "Help, ahhhhhhh β
Miss Yan looked at her back stumbling and fleeing, and smiled with a small handkerchief that was less than half of her face, "Hehe~ The little boy is also shy~"
β¦β¦ Lan Yiling ran to a noodle restaurant and ate a big bowl of noodles without even letting go of the soup, and after being shocked, he suddenly thought that Yueyue was still in dire straits, and jumped up and ran back without paying the money.
So, he was chased and killed by the guys in the noodle shop.
(Lan Yiling: I won't tell you that I ran away because I didn't bring any money.)
"GuestβGuest, you haven't paid your bills yet!" β
The young man's body is very good, and he caught up from afar.
Lan Yiling said that he was too full to run, so he stopped and gasped, "Oh...... I...... Yikes! What's going on? β
This is not a deliberate diversion of her attention, in the blink of an eye, the bustling scene of the street is transformed into ruins after the sweep.
The young man was an enthusiastic baby, and when he saw this scene, he hurriedly grabbed an uncle and asked, "Uncle Liu, what's going on?" β
"Oops~ A little baby went crazy just now and bumped everywhere...... Eh~ It's your little scholar pinch. β
The uncle pointed at Lan Yiling and said.
"Oops~ I must have met Miss Yan, this kind of thing happens in our town every year, no blame, no blame."
The corners of Lan Yiling's mouth twitched, and she didn't feel strange when she saw the legendary Yan girl.
asked Uncle Liu, who was unusually calm, "Then where did she go?" β
"I was sent to the yamen~"
Uncle Liu replied with a smile.
Lan Yiling went back to the inn and took the silver ticket, and asked the enthusiastic young man to take her to the yamen, and paid the face money by the way.
Although her face is not thin, she is embarrassed to rely on her money!
Therefore, when it comes to eating overlord meals, let's wait until we have the opportunity to practice it in the future!
After nine bends and eighteen bends, Lan Yiling finally saw the engraved "Taiping County Ya"
Plaque with four large characters.
Two large stone lions are placed at the door, and next to them is a large drum.
Well, it's really as powerful and domineering as in the TV series.
Drumming, shouting, going to the court, "mighty-"
"Smack!"
The startled wood slapped and drove away the dozing people who were catching fast.
Lord Zhixian was so frightened that he almost fell off his chair, pointed at Lan Yiling and asked tremblingly, "You, what are you doing?" β
Lan Yiling spread out his hands and took a step back, and replied disrespectfully, "It's just a refreshment for adults." β
Zhixian was helpless, rubbed his confused eyes, and yawned again before asking, "What are you doing by drumming in the middle of the night?" β
"My lord, not long ago, the yamen arrested a person, who is the scholar of the grass people, and the grass people want to avenge her."
The magistrate yawned and asked the master on the side, "Is there such a thing?" β
Today is the Qixi Festival, and he has a fierce wife at home, so it is impossible to go out to play, so he went to bed early.
The master squinted his eyes and showed a gleam, "Lord Hui, this is indeed the case." This person's behavior was crazy, which not only ruined this year's Qixi temple fair, but also caused a lot of property damage. β
It means that you must slaughter a sum of money and then release it.
How could Lan Yiling not understand what he meant, and immediately waved his hand and took out a stack of silver tickets, "My lord, let my scholar go, everything is easy to discuss." β
Zhixian's sleepy eyes suddenly lit up, and he stared straight at the silver ticket, "Yes, yes, everything is negotiable." Come on, bring the prisoner up! β
After the time of a stick of incense...... "What's going on?" What about human offenders? β
The magistrate asked the catcher who came back alone.
"Great, my lord, people can't come to death. He, he said, was fine at night. β
"Bastard!"
The magistrate was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, slapped him in shock, and shouted, "No matter what method you use, bring the prisoner to this official!" β
This approach must not be gentle.
Lan Yiling was shocked when she heard this, and hurriedly said, "My lord, let the grass people go!" β