Chapter 11: Wait!
There are also those who force people to sue. As long as he was around this person, the Tsing Yi scribe felt that he always had a chance to open his eyes.
The villager shouted for mercy, but the carriage had already started, and only the voice of the scribe in Tsing Yi came from it: "Pull to the side of the road, and send to the hospital after the execution." By the way, start lightly, and leave him in court. ”
Diao Min retreated so easily, which shows that his determination to avenge his mother is not firm, and most of them just want to ask for some benefits.
The so-called remnants of the Anxia Kingdom, heh.
In normal times, he would not be a gunman like this, but the distinguished guest in front of him seemed to be quite interested.
Then he can only accompany him to the end.
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Zixian County took over the Wang Po case, and when the news of the trial began two days later, the Feng family was eating. When Xu Shi heard the news, his fingertips trembled, and the rice bowl almost fell to the ground: "How can this be reasonable!"
Feng Miaojun stretched out her chopsticks and blocked her bowl at once: "The water is flooding." His voice was calm, but his heart sank slightly. She thought that Zhao Dazhao would at most blackmail the money a few more times, but she didn't expect him to directly bypass the township and sue the county government. Where does a splash get such courage and ability?
The most strange thing is that this case is not tenable at all in terms of evidence alone, and the gang of people in the county government are not full of food, how can they take the trial?
The messenger was sent by the township husband, and after receiving two taels of silver from the Xu family, he said in a low voice: "I heard that a noble person passed through Zixian County, and Zhao Dazhao stopped the car halfway, and he received twenty whips first, and this case was completed." ”
There was a lot of information in these words, and there were more mysteries, and Xu Shi was stunned: "Which nobleman?" Zhao Dazhao went to ask for help and was punished first, how respectful is the identity of the other party?
People are willing to "redress grievances" for Zhao Dazhao, which makes her heart full of uneasiness.
"I don't know, we don't know, we just heard that the status is very noble. ”
After sending off the messenger, Xu slowly sat back in his chair. Even if she didn't know that the murderer of Wang Po was Feng Miaojun's subordinates, she knew the true identity of her adopted daughter, and the speculation faintly flooding in her heart deepened her fear.
She couldn't help but instruct the maid: "Call Pengbai here!"
But before she finished speaking, Feng Miaojun had already tugged at her sleeve and said, "Pengbai went out to do errands and will come back tomorrow afternoon." What are you afraid of?"
Xu Shi lowered his head and saw that his adopted daughter's eyes were as clear as a clear spring, and secretly said that she was young, and Pengbai would not tell her if he killed someone. This person is the princess's personal guard, and he doesn't have to sell her Xu face, nor does he obey her dispatch. She asked, but he might not be willing to say.
The corners of Feng Miaojun's mouth curled: "Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with us, no matter how the county commander tries it, he can't convict us, don't be afraid!" She and Pengbai didn't want the Xu family to know the cause of Wang Po's death, so as not to reveal something strange during the interrogation and be noticed by others.
Her determined smile was very contagious, Xu looked at it, and his heart slowly calmed down, and he knew that he shouldn't delve deeper. At this time, I suddenly felt weird: When this kind of thing happened, shouldn't it be that the adopted daughter was scared and cried, why did she become a little girl with a smile on her face to comfort her as a family?
"Pack up your things and get ready to enter Zi County. ”
Speaking of the ten townships, Juping Township is the closest one to the county government. The location of the Feng family is good, and it only takes three hours to ride a horse from here.
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Two days later, the Zixian County Government opened a trial of Wang Po's drowning case.
The bitter master is Zhao Dazhao, the only son of Wang Po. He was originally born thin, and after twenty lashes, his body was crumbling, and the frame looked like a dead man when the wind blew it. Feng Miaojun stared at him with good eyes, secretly strange.
At first glance, this kind of splash is greedy for life and afraid of death, and all he wants from beginning to end is money, right? If his revenge is not sincere, how can he be willing to sue with twenty whips?
Did she see the wrong person, or was there something hidden in it?
As soon as Zhao Dazhao came up, he knelt in front of the hall, first complained that it was not easy for the mother and son to depend on each other, and then added fuel and vinegar to what happened to the Wang Po in the Feng family's Zhuangzi, and finally said: "Miss Feng was furious after hearing the old affairs of Anxia Kingdom, pushed my mother, and soon regretted it, killing my mother!"
Xu Shi sneered angrily on the side: "Nonsense, how old is my daughter to kill ......?"
The county commander's surname was Xu, and he glanced at her sideways, and said with a warning: "It's not your turn to speak." Turning to Zhao Dazhao, "Even if she beats and scolds the Wang family, there is no reason to kill people?" "This kind of case with obviously insufficient evidence, if it weren't for the words "Anxia Yuin" and the nobles instructed to handle it, how could he usually ignore it?
Zhao Dazhao gritted his teeth and endured the hot pain in his back. It's been two days, and the whip marks on my back haven't faded: "Then I have to listen to what she said after she pushed down my mother." Aunt Wu, who was helping in the kitchen, heard it clearly, and came back to tell me, I just knew that this Feng family was the remnant of Anxia Kingdom, and Miss Feng would be so manic when she heard my mother's discussion!"
Feng Miaojun's eyes froze. And a second person who heard the conversation between the original owner and the princess?
This paragraph was not written on the file, and Xu Xianling frowned: "What about the Wu family, come forward." How did you hear those two talking?"
Then a dark-skinned woman walked into the hall and saluted, and then said, "There is a magnolia tree in the patio, very tall, and its branches and leaves stretch upstairs. Mrs. Feng wanted to eat fried magnolia slices, so I climbed to the second floor to pick flowers, and only picked a few, but I didn't expect a dispute to arise in the end. I hid on the second floor, first I heard a plop, Wang Po sighed and screamed, and then Miss Feng said viciously......"
Feng Miaojun's angry voice rang out, interrupting her with the unique sharpness of a little girl: "I saw everyone at that time, but I didn't see you." You said you were on the second floor, who saw it? Why didn't you say that you were flying in the sky and could hear everything with your ears in the wind?"
She spoke clearly and crisply, quickly and urgently, and the people outside laughed like a cannon. Xu Xianling glared at her and scolded: "Shut up! Xu, control your daughter's mouth well!"
Feng Miaojun retracted into his adoptive mother's arms and pouted, her little face was full of grievances, but there was a glimmer of light in her eyes. Children naturally have the privilege of being children, she shouted this ignorantly, and the county order was unwilling to punish her like an adult. But what she was trying to say was already heard by all.
Aunt Wu hurriedly argued: "What Miss Feng said was so scary that I didn't dare to look down. Later, Miss Feng ran out crying, and I also quietly went downstairs, not daring to let people know. ”
Sure enough, the county magistrate exhaled: "What did she say?"
Miss Feng said......"
Feng Miaojun buried her head in her adoptive mother's arms, her eyes kept turning, and she was about to think of another fork, when someone outside suddenly took a step ahead of her.
"Wait!"
This voice sounds young, but it has a faint majesty.