The verdict was issued too quickly, without the slightest intention of dragging mud and water, in just one day, Gong Xi was reduced from a big five-grade official to a death row prisoner, such a gap made Gong Fat hard to believe, and he didn't want to believe it, but what he thought at the moment was useless. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Gong Xi is unlucky, he doesn't even have the rest of the death row prisoners to live the rest of their days with peace of mind, after the verdict against him was announced, Zhou Ang entered the Yushitai prison again, the purpose of this trip is very simple, showdown!

He ordered the jailers to drag Gong Xi out of the prison and tie him to the torture rack, then put out the torture instruments one at a time, and then drove out all the jailers without a single remnant.

"Why?" When there were only two people left in the prison, Gong Xi finally asked a puzzled question.

"Smack"! A piece of white paper full of handwriting slapped it on the table, Zhou Ang rubbed his hands and smiled: "Lord Gong, you already know the verdict, right?" This official might as well tell you that no one can save you except this official now. It's useless to talk nonsense, you just need to tell the official whether you want to live or die. ”

"I want to live." Two words blurted out almost without any thought.

"That's good." Zhou Ang picked up the white paper, shook it in front of Gong Xi, and said, "You only need to draw a charge on this, and on the day of your execution, the official will arrange a death row prisoner to go to the execution ground for you." In addition, the official will also give you a sum of money to let you fly away. You can find a place where no one knows you, and become a rich man in peace, okay? ”

"What is this?" Gong Xi's eyesight was not very good, so he took a closer look and was stunned to see what was written on the white paper. "Could it be a confession?"

"No, no." Zhou Ang smiled. "Your sin is already condemned, what is the use of a confession? Today's Da Zhou, the official's words are ironclad confessions, and you don't need them. This ... It's a book of resignation. ”

"Huh?"

Seeing that he was still confused, Zhou Ang couldn't help but snort lightly, such a thing with no eyesight, no wonder he was sent to a Qingshui Yamen like Honglu Temple. You have to be more straightforward when talking to a stupid person, thinking of this, he said directly: "This official wants you to divorce your lady, in addition to drawing a charge on the divorce letter, you also need to make it clear to her face to face, from now on, you don't owe each other, and you have nothing to do with each other." ”

"You!" Slow reaction does not mean low IQ, when it comes to this, how can Gong Xi not understand what he is thinking. He also said that a petty official outside the circle could bother him, a plague god, to frame him, and his feelings were because he was worried about his daughter-in-law. This bastard who has no law, Gong Xi was unbearably angry in his heart, and he couldn't help but scold. "You can't die well, sooner or later there will be retribution! If you want to kill, you will kill, you want me to divorce my wife, you are delusional! ”

As he scolded more and more, Zhou Ang's face became more and more gloomy.

For a whole night, Zhou Ang taught Gong Xi two truths with practical actions, flesh and blood can never compete with torture instruments, and there is... Not everyone has the ability to be a hero.

Gong Xi has love for his daughter-in-law, but this love is far from being sublimated to the height of "faith", there is only one thing in the world that can compete with the torture instrument, fanatical faith. When a man sits on self-immolation, smiling with pleasure and relief in the midst of the flames, there is no punishment in the world that can make him fear.

But Gong Fatzi was obviously not in this case, and under the torture of a night, he gave in, and pressed his handprint on the letter of resignation with tears in his eyes.

"That's right!" After a busy night, Zhou Ang seemed to be in good spirits, he patted Gong Xi's fat face, stuffed the book of resignation into his arms, and instructed: "When your lady comes to visit the prison, remember to give it to her." ”

After saying that, he walked out with a smile on his face. Although Zhou Ang is a ruffian, he is also a filial son, and it is rare for him to not return at night. Since he came to the capital, he brought his father and mother to enjoy the blessings, and it has become a habit to ask for peace every morning, and when he got out of prison, he immediately rushed to his home.

Walking to the door, Zhou Ang's eyes were immediately attracted by the timid shadow, and she couldn't move half a minute, she officially Gong Xi's wife Song Qing. He walked forward quickly, still with a warm smile on his face, and said, "What is my sister doing here?" Are you looking for someone again? ”

When Song Qing saw Zhou Ang, she immediately knelt down on her knees and sobbed softly: "My lord, please let my family husband go." ”

Gong Xi is indeed not a big official, but he is also a figure in Honglu Temple, it is not difficult for Song Qing to inquire about his news, some officials who are good friends with him have already told her about this matter in detail, so she came to the door of Zhou's mansion early, but she was still hesitating whether to knock on the door to ask for a meeting, but she met by chance on the street.

"Sister, don't be like this, it's really not a place to talk about things on the street, you and I can go into the house and talk about it." Zhou Ang immediately reached out to help, but she didn't want Song Qing's shoulders to flash slightly, and dodged without a trace, she got up, nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Returning home with Song Qing, Zhou Ang found a living room in the middle of the room, made a pot of tea with her, and then sat down on the side. "What is my sister looking for me? Now it can be said. ”

"My lord, please let my father-in-law go, he is honest and never does that perverted the law, he must be wronged."

"This... When Zhou Ang heard this, he said with a difficult face: "Yes, I arrested the person, but I also acted on orders, the evidence of Lord Gong's crime is conclusive, and he has also drawn a confession, and the court announced the results of the disposal early in the morning, I just want to help, but I can't do anything." ”

Song Qing Huoran got up, knelt down again, and said with tears in his eyes: "It is rumored in the capital that your lord is now a big celebrity in the eyes of His Majesty, and he is very powerful, as long as you are willing to help, you will definitely be able to save my father-in-law." The slave begs you, you can take away his official position, and only beg to spare his life. ”

"Oh? It's all spread in the capital? Zhou Ang couldn't help but feel a little proud when he heard this, it seems that Liwei's methods are extremely effective. After thinking about it, he said: "If you want to save his life, it's not impossible." It's just that... The official thought about it, but he didn't come up with a reason, I am not related to Master Gong, why should I take risks to help him? ”

"This..." Song Qing hurriedly took out a stack of silver tickets from her waist and handed them forward respectfully. "Although my father-in-law has been an official for a few years, he really doesn't have much money in Honglu Temple, but fortunately, the slave family has always been thrifty, and he saved the three thousand taels of silver, and I am willing to give it all to the adults, and ask the adults to help."

Three thousand taels? Two months ago, it might have been a huge amount of money for him, but now, as long as he is willing, there are people everywhere who beg for money, how can Zhou Ang put this bit of money in his eyes. Looking at the seriousness and expectation of that delicate face, Zhou Ang couldn't help but smile and said: "Sister said that she was joking, don't say three thousand taels, even if it is thirty thousand taels of silver, the official will not look at it." ”

This is almost the meaning of refusal, Song Qing heard this, her eyes couldn't help but gradually dim, and her head drooped lower and lower. She laughed at herself in her heart, too, not all officials are the same as Gong Xi, although the officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty are not high, but it will not be too difficult to earn some silver taels, except for Qingshui Yamen such as Honglu Temple. If it weren't for the emperor's birthday, there was a stubble of envoys from the east, Jiang Yun was angry and paid out two taels of silver out of his own pocket, and Gong Xi would not even have these belongings.

Seeing that the fire had arrived, Zhou Ang stood up and said solemnly: "Actually, after I saw my sister that day, I admired it very much. It's not difficult to save Gong Xi, I don't want a penny of money, as long as my sister obeys me, everything is easy to say. ”

"You..." Hearing this, Song Qing was ashamed and angry, and hurriedly said, "Don't talk nonsense, adults. ”

"Really, although my sister has been married, I can't marry you, but even if it's just a concubine, I promise you that I will never treat you lightly."

"Say no more!" Song Qing interrupted him and shouted: "The martyr doesn't serve the second husband, I already have a husband, how can I... Forget it, just when I didn't come this time, I'm gone. As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and fled.

Zhou Ang didn't chase after him, sat back down, and sneered: "You will come back sooner or later, I don't believe it, who else in this big Zhou officialdom dares to save that dead fat man!" ”

The same question echoed in the heart of Song Qing, who escaped from the Zhou Mansion. Who? Who else can save her? Yushitai is now almost Zhou Ang's hall of words, and the criminal department and Dali Temple, who are in charge of the same criminal law, are afraid that they will not speak out to help.

After thinking about it, there was no result, Song Qing simply made up her mind and went to Shuntian Mansion regardless of the complaint!