Chapter 20: Turning Danger into Relief (1)
Under the leadership of Ren Huai'an, Fang Ling came to a large room in the front yard of the Criminal Department, where he saw a middle-aged man, in his thirties, with a mustache, wearing the official uniform of the principal, sitting at the long table in the office.
As soon as Ren Huai'an came in, he said respectfully: "Lord He, someone brought it." ”
Master He nodded, asked Fang Ling to sit down very casually, then picked up the paper and pen and motioned for Ren Huai'an to hand it over, and said with a smile: "Young man, it's good to figure it out, as long as you write out this prescription, there will be nothing." ”
Fang Ling looked at the paper and pen handed over, but he didn't answer it immediately, but said lightly: "Lord He, I don't know how much silver Shopkeeper Yu gave you?"
"You kid ......" Ren Huai'an glared at him and immediately scolded.
But Master He waved his hand, made a posture of a superior person, and said: "If you want to know, I will tell you frankly, three hundred taels." ”
Fang Ling said: "Then if I offer a higher price, can I stop here?"
Master He smiled arrogantly and said, "Boy, it's not like you can do things if you give money. Do you know what you lack, it's status, it's strength. Without these two conditions, no matter how much money you give, no one will do things for you, so put away your little cleverness. ”
Fang Ling was not angry, and said more calmly: "It seems that Master He is more like a businessman, no wonder he has opened a gambling shop." ”
As soon as he heard this, Master He's face changed slightly, changed his kind attitude just now, and said in a cold tone: "Young man, you know something you shouldn't know, I'm afraid you don't know the consequences, I advise you to pay attention to your mouth!"
Ren Huai'an said with a cruel smile on the side: "Boy, our lord in charge is a dignified six-grade official, he can crush you to death a hundred times like an ant with just one finger, don't you ask for guilt!"
The arrogant and arrogant attitude of the two made the atmosphere in the room suddenly solemn, but Fang Ling's expression did not change in the slightest, but he smiled slightly: "In this way, if I don't hand over the prescription, the consequences will be very miserable." ”
Master He looked at him with disdain and said: "Then let's open the skylight and say something, originally we just wanted to find a prescription and put you in prison for a few days to teach a lesson, but this prescription doesn't seem to have been found, so it can only be asked from your mouth." If you don't say it, the prison of my criminal department is not a joke, a few pairs of torture instruments will be put on the rack, and I promise to ask you what to answer, but I advise you to be obedient and obedient, and don't make things go to that situation!"
Fang Ling said lightly: "Lord He is right, why make a fuss about the matter? ”
"That's just like the words, I like smart young people. But ......" Master He laughed, and said with a sinking face: "I hope you keep your mouth shut when you go out, if you dare to talk nonsense outside, this prison of the Criminal Department can wait for you at any time!"
Fang Ling slowly put down the paper and pen and said, "I can't write this prescription, so I'll take it out and give it to you." With that, he took out the waist card from his bosom and gently placed it on the white paper.