"Lord Zhixian, you must be the master of my husband! My husband died so miserably! ”

The middle-aged peasant woman knelt on the ground, crying, and snotty tears streaming down her nose as she cried.

The crowd of onlookers sympathized with the middle-aged peasant woman.

"What's the matter, take your time!" The magistrate said.

"Lord Qiqi Zhixian, my husband was poisoned by the spicy crayfish sold by these two people!"

As she spoke, the peasant woman stretched out her finger and pointed to Qi Zhuang and Ruoshui who were standing next to her.

"My husband's body has always been healthy, and he can make several steamed buns in one breath. He is better at farm work than an ox. But after going to the vegetable market today to buy the spicy crayfish sold by the two of them, I ate one on the spot and immediately died of poison! They were the ones who poisoned my husband, woo woo woo...... Lord Qingtian, you must be the master of my husband! ”

After hearing this, Lord Zhixian immediately slapped the table, "Don't worry, Master Ben will definitely make decisions for you!" Come on, put these two Diao people who sell poisons into death row for me, and ask for beheading after the autumn! ”

Hearing this, Ruoshui couldn't help frowning, what is this thing to know the county lord, and he didn't ask about it in a hurry.

Seeing that the official came forward to arrest someone, Qi Zhuang had already clenched his fists and waited, and he protected his little daughter-in-law behind him.

If someone dares to disadvantage his daughter-in-law, he will act at the first opportunity.

"Wait! My lord! Ruoshui suddenly shouted loudly.

"Dare Diao Min, what else do you have to say!" The county magistrate asked.

Ruoshui cleared his throat, and then said, "Master Qiyu, my family has been selling spicy crayfish in Linhe Town for so long, and they have never eaten anyone to death!" Why this ...... today What is your husband's name? Ruoshui asked the middle-aged peasant woman.

The middle-aged peasant woman kneeling on the ground glanced up at Ruoshui, and then quickly lowered her head, and at this moment, Ruoshui caught an uneasy look in her eyes.

"My husband's name is Li Xishan."

"Oh, why did you poison this big brother Li Xishan today?" Ruoshui asked.

Li, a middle-aged peasant woman, said loudly: "I can't ask you this? Ask what to do? Anyway, my husband was poisoned by the spicy crayfish made by your family! You're going to have to pay for my husband's life! ”

Ruoshui couldn't help but sneer, "My spicy crayfish are not poisonous!" The leftover crayfish are here, and my husband and I can eat them in front of the big guys! ”

"Husband, bring the barrel!"

Qi Zhuang immediately handed the wooden bucket he was carrying in his hand to Ruoshui.

If the water squats on the ground, start peeling the shrimp.

Qi Zhuang also ate along.

The two of them ate very deliciously.

A burst of spicy and fragrant smell permeated the entire court.

The officials couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and the onlookers also expressed their greed.

Even the magistrate who had been dozing off couldn't help but drip saliva onto the case.

After eating several crayfish in succession, Qi Zhuang took out a towel and wiped his hands with Ruoshui.

"Lord Zhixian, my crayfish are useless and poisonous, otherwise my husband and I would have been poisoned to death!"

The drowsy magistrate rubbed his eyes. Before he ascended to the hall just now, he was sleeping with his beautiful concubine in his arms in the backyard.

Now he is still thinking about the concubine he just married, and he wants to end the case hastily and go back to hug the concubine and continue to sleep.