Wan Wan couldn't help but be slightly stunned when she saw that the white-faced county commander couldn't help but tremble. It was as if she had rediscovered the sensation she had felt when she had first entered this body.

In order to confirm, she tried her best to come up with a fierce and fierce momentum.

Sure enough, the white-faced county order shook violently, and his face became more and more white as a piece of paper.

Wanwan's mood was a little better. When she was about to make her mood better, she saw Shouxi come out of the camp, walked straight to her, bowed down and said, "Master Ming, the official family let you in and talk." ”

Wan Wan's attention was retracted, and she walked into the tent with Suki. The two of them walked forward and backward, their eyes looking at the tent, and neither of them paid attention to the panicked expression of the white-faced county commander who was on the verge of collapse.

The air pressure in the tent was really low, in addition to a few generals and a group of internal servants, there were also two civil officials, and everyone seemed to be holding their breath, except for the sound of Zhao Zijing turning the paper, there was no movement.

Seeing Wan Wan coming in, Zhao Zijing raised his eyes and asked, "I've been standing outside for so long, but what's wrong?" ”

Wan Wan immediately nodded and said, "Something, of course there's something!" I want to ask when my cousin will be able to leave. ”

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the tent fluctuated slightly.

Many eyes turned sideways.

This tone sounded like a hurry, and this look was even more like a hurry.

Why is this one more anxious than them?

Zhao Zijing looked at Wan Wan for a moment, and was about to open his mouth when he heard the wailing voice of the county commander outside the tent door. The confession is detailed, the attitude is good, the reason is because of filial piety, every word is full of tragedy and helplessness, and its tone is sad and mournful, which makes people sympathize.

He confessed to replacing his brother as an official many years ago.

The reason why Zhao Zijing stayed here was because he saw a piece of paper when crossing the river, accusing the county order of this place for abusing power for personal gain and harming people's lives.

Although the case is big, it is not worth Zhao Zijing to use such a battle to ask. But this case is related to official conduct and discipline, and it is also related to the interests of the people, and it is on the edge of Kyoto, under the nose of the Son of Heaven, whether it is out of rational considerations or emotional stimulation, this battle is inevitable.

The voice of the confession outside the tent came in clearly.

Those who were qualified to raise their eyes in the tent all cast their eyes on Wan Wan's body.

The official reputation of this county order has always been good, and Fang Cai has been complaining about the complaint again and again. As soon as Lord Ming came, this county order inexplicably brought out a crime that they didn't know.

Wan Wan didn't know why the county order was kneeling outside, and when she heard that he had confessed the crime at this moment, she thought that the matter could be resolved, and couldn't help but ask excitedly: "But can you go?" ”

Zhao Zijing listened intently for a while, but he couldn't tell which kind of expression his face was leaning towards. After a while, he smiled at Wan Wan, folded the shape in his hand and handed it to Suki, motioning for Suki to hand it over to Wan Wan.

"There is a brother and daughter-in-law." As he said this, Zhao Zijing raised his hand and pointed to the white-faced county magistrate kneeling outside the account.

Wan Wan looked in the direction of his finger, and a string of ellipses appeared in the center of his brain.

Is this to ask her to ask the case?

She's not good at it!

Moreover, why did he use her so naturally. Whose hostages aren't mixed with food and drink, why is it her turn to work here?

But if you refuse, you will lose face with Zhao Zijing. Wan Wan was slightly stunned, and then took something out of the account.

It's not a problem if you're not good at it, I've never eaten pork, haven't I seen a pig run. It's best to ask if you can ask, and ask early to return to Beijing. If you can't ask...... Well, if you really can't ask it, think about the questions you can't ask.

Wan Wan carefully recalled the trial routines of the Jinyi Arresters, and in the kung fu at this moment, she had already walked in front of the white-faced county magistrate. She didn't open it from beginning to end.

When people are frightened, they will always become more and more suspicious. At this moment, the county commander saw that Wan Wan didn't look at the situation, and the panic in his heart made him feel more and more weak, and it was difficult to calm down no matter what. His mind was full of legends of the evil god and the horrors he had seen in person.

Finally tried his best to calm down, but that line of calmness made him involuntarily guess that this evil god already knew what he had committed.

The existence of the four gates, how can it really be abolished. It can't be said that it is a plan set by the officials, otherwise how can this evil god get away here with a body of rebellion, and how can she be in charge of her own case......

How this county order opened her mind, of course Wan Wan didn't know. She didn't have the heart to observe the other party. While sorting out the plan in her mind, Wan Wan was unhappy and impatient, and couldn't help but clench her fists.

The gurgling sound of the knuckles was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and instantly made the county order collapse his heart, and instinctively made an action to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. He put his head on the ground and told him all the things he had done against the law.

Naturally, every thing has a subtle scapegoat, reducing his guilt to an accomplice.

Wan Wan was irritable and impatient, listening to his series of noises, she became more and more impatient. After the county order was stated, he peeked at Wan Wan, and saw the irrepressible impatience on her body, and her heart trembled, and she fell to the ground in the dark.

Wan Wan just saw it, and there was an ice tank in Zhao Zijing's tent. She turned around and went in, intending to say to Zhao Zijing, and bring up an ice jar to wake up the county order.

As soon as she entered the tent, a person dressed in a civil official robe greeted her, took the shape in her hand, and said politely and slightly respectfully: "Hard work Lord Ming, the rest of the matter is handed over to the lower officials." ”

So the man withdrew from the tent. When he turned around, he peeked at Wan Wan, this was the Tianmen General Arrest of Bianjing back then, just one stop there can make people feel heartbroken, and their souls will fly.

Who's to say that rumors can't be true?

Before Wan Wan could react to what she had "worked hard", Zhao Zijing asked people to sit down and bring tea.

After a few words of gossip in a daze, Wan Wan finally got the answer she wanted to ask from Zhao Zijing.

"Soon we will be able to get going," he said. ”

How fast is "soon"?

Wan Wan waited from noon to evening, from evening to midnight, and did not wait for this "soon" end. She stood outside her tent and looked at Zhao Zijing's main tent from afar, only to see that officials and people were constantly being summoned to come and go.

At last no one came in or out of the tent, but the light in the tent dimmed.

Zhao Zijing: Is this sleeping?

Sleep!

Wan Wan suddenly had an urge to scratch the wall.

Zhao Zijing is so not afraid of her running, why don't you let her go and let her return to Bianjing first!

It is said that the degree of her anxiety should decrease with the shortening of the distance, but for some reason, the closer she gets to Bianjing, the more anxious she becomes.

Acacia is a thing, not only has the face of ecstasy, but it can also turn into a fire that cannot be vented, and it is impatient and impatient, and the fists and feet of the burning Wan Wan are itchy. No matter how wet the night breeze is, no matter how pleasant it blows, it can't be cut off a point.