The layout of the mansion seems to be elegant and elegant, but the gilded four-character plaque of 'just and upright' and the furnishings made of golden silk nanmu and pure gold in the house line the ambition of the county adults.

Rong Sheng was about to catch a slave and ask where the study was? It happened that the county magistrate was wearing an official uniform and leading a few arresters, and he returned home from the outside drunk.

The high-spirited magistrate of the county, put the mink cloak between his arms, walked ahead with bumpy steps, and from time to time turned around and caught fast / boasted that he had saved thousands of people with the prescription for the plague, and the emperor personally summoned him, and also issued an exceptional decree to seal the official......

The old thing of the old rotten sesame seeds, the county magistrate has read it countless times, and the ears of the catchers heard that the cocoon is about to be backed, just because the magistrate has a tendency to be promoted, and the catchers want to take this opportunity to go to Kyoto with the magistrate to see the world, so one or two are impatient to look at the front and then flatter, the magistrate said, and the catchers nodded and flattered, and they flattered as much as possible.

Behind the tree, Rong Sheng and the others left quickly, and then quietly sneaked outside the study. In the room, two lingering shadows swayed on the paper window.

Rong Sheng planned to wait for the magistrate to finish his life before going in to do business, and suddenly heard the woman coquettish with the magistrate, saying that she wanted to ask for a name, and she would always be with her in the future.

It stands to reason that the county lord wants someone to be innocent, and it doesn't hurt to take a concubine. But the woman took the initiative to mention this stubble, but the magistrate didn't readily agree, and hugged the woman and pretended to be embarrassed and coaxed.

The woman couldn't hear the nonsense of the county magistrate, but Rong Sheng heard it clearly. The woman who dared to hide in the room with the county magistrate was Ziqin, the righteous daughter adopted by the county magistrate! The two of them had no face and no skin, and Gu Lun often did such humiliating things, if the fierce father who sold pork in the county lady knew about it, he might be killed with a knife!

Thinking of this, Rong Sheng had a measure in his heart and walked in with a grin.

The magistrate coaxed the little baby in his arms and wanted to have a happy life. Suddenly, the door slammed open, the cold wind whistled, and the sparks in the furnace shook violently, startling him all over. He was so cold that he shivered, how could he still care about intimacy? He pushed Ziqin away, hurriedly put the clothes on the desk on his body, and cursed in his mouth: "Where did the assassin come from, he dared to trespass into the mansion without permission?"

Rong Sheng took off his hat, revealing his delicate facial features, and his sarcastic laughter was mixed with ridicule, "If I were an assassin, you and the righteous daughter who stole / love would have died a long time ago." ”

"You ......" Lord Zhixian recognized Rong Sheng's appearance, and then reacted and accused her, "You listen to our conversation secretly!"

"Stealing?" The corners of Rong Sheng's mouth smiled, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, "The dignified county magistrate, dare to be innocent with his righteous daughter, and are you afraid of me?"

Ziqin hid in the corner of the table and shivered, when she heard that Rong Sheng was going to publicize the 'good deeds' that broke her and the magistrate, she immediately panicked, crawled out wearing a looming belly/pocket, hugged Rong Sheng's leg and begged for mercy, "Girl, you can let me go, if you let Mrs. know, you have to pick my skin." ”

"I'm scared now, why wasn't I afraid when I did something sorry for Mrs. Zhixian?" Rong Sheng swept her coldly, picked up the clothes on the back of the chair, and threw them over, "Put on the clothes and go out." ”

Ziqin was half-drooping, and wanted to say a few more words, Rong Sheng's only remaining patience had been exhausted by these inconsequential trivial things, and her voice couldn't help but be a little higher, "I have something to talk about with Lord Zhixian, do you want to leave, I will call Mrs. Zhixian now and ask Mrs. Zhixian to ask you to leave." ”

The timid and scared Ziqin hurriedly finished dressing and walked away.

The county magistrate knew the purpose of Rong Sheng's trip, sat down slowly, and returned to his previous calmness, "Miss Rong Sheng, you came late at night for Rong Shi'an's business, right?"

"Yes and no. Rong Sheng leaned his hands on the desk and looked down at him from top to bottom. He is famous for holding grudges, when he bribed/bribed his father Rongbei, and asked for the introduction of the defendant, he has always held a grudge against his father, and he has worn small shoes with his father over the years. Today, she witnessed his ugly deeds, and thought that she would not be clean in the future, so she simply offended to the end once.

The magistrate of the county was victorious, and looked at Rong Sheng with smugness, "Miss Murong died in the backyard of the shop run by Rong Shi'an, this is a fact that the people of Jinling City have seen with their own eyes. ”

Rong Sheng questioned his rhetoric, "If it is really an experienced work, how can it not be verified that Murong Xian was dead before the backyard caught fire?"

"Oh?" Lord Zhixian looked like a scoundrel who didn't admit his account, and asked knowingly: "You are not a fool, who will believe your words?" Besides, the autopsy documents are handed in, and the old man is returned to his hometown, what clues do you have to check? Murong Xian's corpse?" Immediately, he laughed heartily.

Rong Sheng knew that it was impossible, and the first time was without knowing it, he tested that the deceased was Murong Xian. After giving the results of the autopsy at the Yamen, Murong Cheng took the corpse back and sealed the coffin. The deceased paid attention to entering the ground for peace, Murong Xian's death was a great blow to Murong Mansion, and it was difficult to open the coffin for a second autopsy with the consent of the head of the Murong family. So, this series of events, the magistrate had already premeditated? She smiled inadvertently, and things seemed to have become interesting.

The magistrate was very unhappy with Rong Sheng's pretending to be relaxed, especially when he laughed, Rong Sheng also laughed. Obviously, he holds the power of life and death for Rong Shi'an, and Rong Sheng only has the right to plead, why should she laugh? He couldn't hold his breath and asked her dissatisfiedly: "What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at? Even if you try your best to dig Murong Xian's coffin, we have also done our tricks on the corpse! Your third uncle, Rong Shi'an, is dead!"

This self-reported family background saved Rong Sheng a lot of trouble. When the magistrate first took the throne, he exposed the stinky problem of impatience, and after one or two decades, there was still no progress. Rong Sheng knocked her index finger on the table, "Do you want to see me beg you to save the third uncle's life?" she raised her eyes and smiled lightly, "Even if I beg and let you be humiliated, you won't let people go, why don't you talk to me about something else?"

"Anything else?" the magistrate frowned, thinking about what she meant.

Rong Sheng nodded, "Yes, talk about the person behind you - Jiang Yehan!"

When the magistrate heard this, his nerves tensed, and he leaned back uncomfortably on the chair, pretending to be stupid and said, "I don't understand what you're saying." ”

Rong Sheng leaned over, a golden hairpin was neatly pressed against the neck of the magistrate, and his tone was cold: "I'm saying, what benefits did Jiang Yehan promise you, you have to help him perjury to frame my third uncle!"