Part 4: The Wind in the Wind: Imprisonment

Not long after entering the cell, the housekeeper opened all the upper and lower joints and went in to visit.

When I met, I couldn't help but cry and cried: "My son-in-law, ......"

In fact, Feng Jinjie was locked up less than half a pillar of incense, and the jailer who took the benefit opened his torture equipment, and also arranged a very clean cell for him, although he was tortured with a cane, but he was strong, and he used to do business in the desert, he had never suffered anything, in order to prevent sand thieves, he practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he really didn't take this injury seriously, so although he was a prisoner on the surface, his condition was not bad.

He can advance and retreat at will in the court, calmly, and now he is pulled by such an old man and cried, but he cried so much that he had a splitting headache "Fu Bo, I am so dignified, you don't need to cry like this, people who don't know hear it, and think I ......"

It's a pity that the loyal and sad old servant was unreasonable at this time, completely ignoring what the master's family said, and wept bitterly: "My son-in-law, how can you ever suffer such a hardship with your delicate body, and blame that dog official......"

The wind festival shivered violently, isn't it, I have only enjoyed two years of happiness, and I have forgotten the hard days of coming in the wind and going in the sand, and working desperately, delicate? Fauber, you only met me today, and those two words have nothing to do with me.

However, at this time, even if it was the Wind Festival, he gave up the possibility of reasoning with the old man very well, gritted his teeth, sulked, endured and endured, and finally endured until Fu Bo cried enough and scolded enough, so he wiped his tears and said: "Don't worry, I have taken care of the top and bottom here, and I will never let the son be wronged." ”

Having said that, looking up, the gloomy scenery in the prison began to pour out again, "My son-in-law, you have to see the best scenery every day on weekdays, but now you can only face these walls, you have to change four or five sets a day on weekdays, the clothes made by Master Wang's father in Zheng Zhuang Ji in the capital can only wear prison clothes now, you always let the most beautiful and dexterous girls serve on weekdays, and now there are only a bunch of fierce and vicious jailers here, you ...... on weekdays"

Feng Jinjie endured and endured, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and interrupted his nagging with a wry smile: "Okay, okay, I'm fine, nothing happens, you don't have to worry." There's nothing bad here, I'll get used to it quickly. ”

Fu Bo wiped his tears again and asked, "If Childe still needs anything, I'll do it immediately." ”

"Nothing else, but the best wine is indispensable, and it must be brought in."

Fu Bo reproached: "Son, you have been tortured, and now that dog official still wants to kill you, what kind of wine are you drinking?" ”

Feng Jinjie smiled: "What does he like to do, is it because he wants to harm me, I won't drink?" ”

Fu Bo knew that his master was willful, and he couldn't persuade him anymore, so he had to sigh: "Well, I think all the squires have already gone to intercede, I think it won't be long before the son will come out, and it's not a big deal to drink some wine." ”

"Fauber, it's not that simple." Feng Jinjie smiled faintly: "It has been tried in court, and the charges have been determined, even if you want to overturn the case, it will be a little troublesome, if Liu Ming didn't take any benefits, how could he be willing to slap himself in the mouth, and let me win this game in vain." ”

"Then give him some silver, anyway, this is an external object, and Childe has always kept it in his eyes."

Feng Jinjie smiled slightly: "Although silver is a foreign object, I hate someone threatening me the most." It's not that I can't afford to give it, I just don't love to give it to him. ”

This time it was the turn of poor Fauber to have a headache, "My son-in-law, it's a matter of life, this is unwilling, unbelievable." ”

Feng Jinjie smiled: "Don't worry, I'm not a joke with my life." You repair the book for me in the provincial city and the branch manager of the capital division, and let them mobilize the treasury and silver to exercise for me. It's good to be able to overturn the case, but if you can't overturn it, it's okay to drag the case along, and then think of a way to transfer Liu Ming out of the county. ”

Fu Bo nodded and wrote it down, but he couldn't help but say: "In fact, the matter in front of you, as long as Liu Ming is calm, it can be calmed down, but if you follow the will of the son, you can do things around such a big bend, I am afraid that the cost of the silver will ......."

Feng Jinjie laughed unconsciously, "Fu Bo, you just said that silver is an external object, and you forgot it so quickly." I can afford to buy him an official, I can afford to spend tens of thousands of taels, and I don't care about buying a dozen officials, hundreds of thousands of taels, and the most important thing is whether I spend it happily or not. ”

Fu Bo also knew that although his master was kind and easy to speak, no one could change his decision, so he had to sigh: "Childe must be like this, then I only."

??,It's just that in this way, Childe is afraid that he will have to live here for a while longer

Feng Jinjie smiled, spread his hands, and shrugged, "I used to say that life is limited, when you use a limited life, try all kinds of different lives, and live in a prison cell, isn't it a new life, an interesting attempt?" ”

Fu Bo shook his head disapprovingly, but he didn't nag anything more: "Okay, I'll write a letter when I go back, don't worry, Childe is in trouble, I will definitely take care of the affairs of the family, control all the subordinates, and there will be no chaos, and that Li family, I'll go and take back the land and drive her out to sleep on the street......"

"No, you don't." Feng Jinjie hurriedly said, "She was also forced to testify, she was an uninformed woman's family, her husband had just died, and there was no pillar in the family. You can't blame him for this, don't embarrass him, by the way, the strong laborers who died in his family, according to the old practice, give his family a sum of money for funeral, and the land rent for these three years will be reduced by half......"

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Bo had already shouted: "Childe! ”

But Feng Jinjie didn't give him a chance to continue nagging, only smiled faintly and said calmly: "Fu Bo, do as I want." ”

Fu Bo followed him for a long time, and when he saw his expression and tone, he knew that the words he said at this time could not be discounted at all, he gritted his teeth and snorted heavily: "Okay, I will do it, I will not beat her, I will not scold her, according to the words of the son, give the silver, reduce the rent, and shame her to death." ”

Seeing that the old man was obviously not convinced, but he had to be obedient, Feng Jinjie laughed wantonly.

From this day on, Feng Jinjie was sent to death row, but because the silver was sufficient, he did not eat at all, and every day good wine and food were sent in, stained with his light, and a group of jailers ate and took during these days, all of them were full of oil, and the spring breeze was proud.

And his business was born in the field, and because of Fuber's effective control, there was no confusion at all.

The squires pleaded with Liu Ming many times for the Feng Jinjie and asked for a retrial, but Liu Ming strongly refused.

Despite this, no one thinks that Feng Jinjie will really fall into this kind of thing, so as soon as he falls, old friends and new friends all visit, even if they have no friendship with him, they can't wait to make gestures, express their righteousness, and have a relationship with this rich man.

As a result, death row is full of people coming and going every day, and it is comparable to a busy city.

Later, Liu Ming heard the rumors, and heard that the jailer had received benefits and let people visit Fengjinjie every day, and he was very dissatisfied in his heart.

This patrol was really quite effective, he suddenly appeared, ordered the prison door to be closed and locked, and patrolled through the cells one by one, and those who visited Feng Jinjie had nowhere to hide, and they were arrested one after another.

As a result, one is a big man in the county, one is the president of the county chamber of commerce, one is the patriarch of the Li family in the county, and the other is a big squire who is famous because of old age.

With such an identity, no one can be embarrassed. Liu Ming had to act as if it was nothing, and let the people go again, but he was sullen in his heart, and when he turned around, he knocked down a group of jailers, and everyone hit 20 boards.

Since then, the jailers have suffered hardship, and they no longer dare to indulge their family and friends as much as they used to, death row is no longer allowed to enter casually, and the guards and disciplines of the Wind Festival are much stricter than before.

Feng Jinjie himself was at ease and didn't mind, even if he didn't even allow wine to come in later, he wasn't too disappointed.

He has always lived in a warm tent in a golden house, slept in a hut and straw tent, and lived in prison, although it was deserted, compared to before, the sin of getting lost in the desert storm and not eating or drinking for days and nights, now it is considered heaven.

He can be in prison, but he can swim freely, but as the county magistrate, Liu Ming, this time is not easy.

The shopkeepers who are in charge of the operation sent by the Wind Festival are all talented and handsome, and they are deeply admired by the grace of the Wind Festival and the trust of letting them go. However, the Wind Festival usually lacks nothing, even the money they earn every year, and they always get sixty percent, and the Wind Festival is only forty percent, so there is almost no opportunity to repay him on weekdays. Now that he has received the message from Fuber, he is racking his brains and using all his magic to work for him.