"My lord! This person is so clever that he dares to use a knife to hurt and intimidate people on the street, isn't he a good person! Such a Diao people should be detained pending trial! ”

Huaiqing glanced at Zhu Changluo without looking for a trace.

"Detention pending trial? Zhu Gongzi might as well say bluntly that he would be tortured in prison and beaten into a trick. Nanqiang looked at Zhu Changluo sharply.

Zhu Changluo involuntarily took a step back, and Nanqiang continued: "Master Zhu, do you mean that? ”

Zhu Changluo flicked his sleeves and turned his head to the side arrogantly.

What does this mean, but he doesn't dare to admit it to Shangnanqiang's eyes.

Zhu Changluo was confident: "But it's true that you used a knife to intimidate my son on the street!" Using a knife on the street to intimidate the son of Shangshu is enough for you to eat a dozen boards and eat a few days of prison food! ”

Nanqiang raised his eyebrows and teased: "Ordinary neighbors can fight because they don't sweep the snow in front of their respective doors, and the two of them will not be bothered by the official Jing Zhaoyin." Zhu Gongzi, as the son of Shangshu, is not as generous as the village master. ”

Nanqiang looked at Zhu Changluo, whose face was becoming more and more red, and continued to laugh and sarcastically: "Still, what Zhu Gongzi means is that Zhu Gongzi, as the son of Shangshu, is more expensive than the township master." In my opinion, the bearing is too small, and the mind is too small.

Zhu Gongzi, you will have to be ambitious in the future, such a small bearing and mind will be passed out, and you will not be afraid of people laughing at you behind your back. ”

Nanqiang looked at Wen Yuansheng: "My lord, according to the grass people, this matter is not as good as a big thing and a small matter, I will apologize to Zhu Gongzi." ”

Nanqiang looked at Zhu Changluo with a smile, and Zhu Changluo's angry hands stopped in mid-air and trembled.

Wen Yuansheng looked at Zhu Changluo, weighing that after all, he was the son of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Households, if this thing was too ugly, it would inevitably not give the Shangshu Mansion face.

It can be seen that Nanqiang is not a hard bone to swallow, and now I don't know what his identity is, if he is forcibly detained and causes trouble, it will not be easy to deal with the aftermath.

Wen Yuansheng glanced at Zhu Changluo: "Since he said that he was apologizing, how do you think he should accompany this ceremony and apologize, so that you can make this matter good?" ”

After Zhu Changluo heard this, his eyebrows moved, and he looked at Nanqiang: "Do you really want to apologize?" ”

Nanqiang: "Take it seriously, naturally take it seriously." ”

Zhu Changluo: "That son wants one hundred taels of gold, and I want you to beat gongs and drums and shout in front of my Zhu Mansion to apologize!" If you see this son in the future, you have to bow your head and take three steps back! ”

Huaiqing's heart is cold, gold and white, how many days do you have to set up a stall, how many people do you have to fool?

Huaiqing quickly pinched his fingers, his face was pale, and he looked at Nanqiang and squeezed his eyebrows.

It's not okay to lose money, this prison has been locked up for a few days and saved money for these days, the horizontal and vertical body boards are so tough, and it doesn't get in the way to play a few boards, it should be loose bones.

What's more, Baiteng Pavilion is eyeing each other outside, and this is not safer to enter Jing Zhaoyin's cell than outside?

This can not only save your life, but also save money, and you don't have to go to the door of Zhu's mansion to embarrass people, which is more cost-effective than losing a hundred taels of gold.

Huaiqing had any idea in his stomach, and Nanqiang was clear with a look.

Nanqiang glanced at Huaiqing, Nanqiang looked back and smiled: "The grass people all agreed!" ”

Huaiqing's mind was full of one hundred taels of gold at the moment...... How many chests can a hundred taels of gold hold? Light the candles at night, and the silver will not be dazzling!

Zhu Changluo felt a little regretful at this time, and only said two that seemed to be a little less, and Nanqiang was cheaper.

I just wanted to mention a few more, but Nanqiang said loudly: "My lord, since the grass people have been good in intimidating Zhu Changluo on the street, the grass people are now going to sue Zhu Changluo for colluding with evil slaves, forging confessions, and slandering the grass people for committing murder on the street!" Disrupt the order of the public court, with the intention of harming the grass people! ”

Wen Yuansheng snorted heavily, and looked at Nanqiang fiercely.

"Zhu Gongzi's falsification of confession to slander you has not yet been clarified, and since it has not been clarified, it is not allowed to be slandered."

Nanqiang looked at Wen Yuansheng: "Then the grass people dare to ask the adults, when will this matter be clarified?" ”

Wen Yuansheng pondered for a long time: "But if you find out, you will naturally ask someone to inform you." ”

"My lord, the villain has a confusion."

Wen Yuansheng and Master looked at each other, and after half a sound, Wen Yuansheng said, "But it's okay to say it." ”

"Since the adult said that the matter has not been clarified, Zhu Changluo cannot be regarded as wronging the grass people, so since it has not been clarified, the adults cannot conclude that the real murderer who beat Wen Gongzi is the grass people! Since it cannot be concluded that the real culprit is the grass people, there is no evidence and no evidence, Zhu Changluo sued the grass people in court, what is this not slander? ”

Nanqiang's voice was calm, and Wen Yuansheng's eyes went up and down.

A hard bone is indeed a hard bone.

Wen Yuansheng looked at Zhu Changluo, and Zhu Changluo bumped the little guy with his elbow.

The little guy trembled: "The little one is indeed what I saw with my own eyes, if the little one says a lie, it will not be good to die, ask the adults to learn from it!" ”

"Oh?" Nanqiang stretched the tail sound, and Zhu Changluo's back was numb.

"Then tell me, what weapon did I use to hit Wen Gongzi, whether I used a spear or a sharp sword, a hammer, or a wooden stick?"

The little guy sweated carefully on his forehead and swallowed his saliva.

"At that time, the small ones were too far apart, and the alleys were too dark, and I didn't see clearly what kind of weapons were used to beat people."

Huaiqing laughed, and Nanqiang sneered: "Joke, it's pitch black, you can see the master's face clearly, can't you see this big weapon clearly?" ”

The little guy hurriedly changed his words: "Yes, yes......" The little guy glanced at the short sword on Nanqiang's waist.

"It's with a sword! That's right, the little one can see it clearly, he was the Wen Gongzi who was beaten with a sword that night. ”

"With a sword...... Then do I beat with a scabbard, or a sharp sword, or with the hilt? Where is this focused? ”

The sweat on the little guy's forehead slipped down, he had only heard that Wen Chengmu was beaten and seriously injured, and he didn't know where the injury was, whether it was a scratch or a ......

Wen Chengmu heard that his bones hurt all over his body, and when he was beaten that night, the feeling of the beating gradually became clear.

Wen Chengmu felt that the crotch of his pants was cold and swishing, and he couldn't help but clamp his crotch.

The little guy wiped his sweat, remembering that day Nanqiang used a sharp sword against Zhu Changluo's neck: "It's a sharp sword!" Then the fists and kicks are added, and the most serious injury is the foot! ”

Wen Chengmu watched the excitement for a while, and his face quickly changed: "Nonsense!" Obviously, the most seriously injured place is ......"

Wen Chengmu thought about it, he obviously twisted his wrists and ankles that night, and kicked him hard in the crotch of his pants!

What a sword, where did it come from!

Wen Yuansheng glared at Wen Chengmu, Wen Chengmu was still angry: "Dad, the thief beat the child that night, how could he use any sword, he talked nonsense." It must be casual nonsense, and it is definitely not him who beats the child! ”

As soon as Wen Chengmu thought of making Nanqiang suffer a dumb loss and letting the thieves who really beat him go unpunished, he was angry in his stomach.

This matter must not be casually replaced by one person, this is a must be carefully investigated, and the real culprit behind the scenes must be caught.

Huaiqing felt weak when he heard Wen Chengmu patting his chest to guarantee that Nanqiang was not the thief who beat him.