Seeing her like this, she was determined to sue the official, and the two chief bookkeepers became more and more anxious.

The official who was close to Zhou's set said "ouch", stomped his feet and said: "Mrs. Lin, don't be tough, you are a weak woman with thirty boards, if you don't die, you will be crippled." It's not a matter to block the door of the ya, so let's go into the county yaya and talk slowly. ”

After Zhou finished speaking, he was motionless, and his two eyes only looked straight at Zhang Yong.

Before she came, she knew that Dali Temple would not dare to accept this case, if it was really as simple as the main book said, she would have sued a long time ago, how could she fight for her life?

Today is the right time to pick this famous and selfless Zhang Sizheng on duty, perhaps her only chance, she will never give up if she does not achieve her goal.

Zhang Yong turned his back and straightened his waist.

He is upright, not favoritism, and according to the law, this case is indeed unacceptable, and it is already against his way of being an official to let his subordinates pass the buck again and again.

At this moment, everyone saw that Zhou was really determined to sue the official, so he didn't say more, waved his sleeves, and said loudly: "Don't say more, go to the punishment!" ”

The two chief bookkeepers patted their heads with a headache, and the soap yamen in the yamen also looked at each other, looking at Zhou's appearance, they were a little unable to do it.

But they had to obey Shangfeng's orders, so they had to take out the torture instruments.

As soon as the board, which was seven feet long and half a person wide, came out, many onlookers outside were already white-faced.

How many of them have been ordinary people in An'an all their lives, although they are very keen to watch the excitement, at this time, looking at Zhang's figure that is not as thick as the board, they are a little unbearable.

Kind-hearted people shouted, "Mrs. Lin, don't sue me." ”

"Yes, desperately suing may not be able to punish the wicked, don't suffer from this, it's not worth taking a life for nothing."

As soon as these words came out, there was a wave of discussions like mountains and tsunamis, and the people had different opinions, some people thought that they wanted to sue, and some people were advising them to say goodbye.

The maid also sensed that something was wrong, and pulled Zhou's sleeve and whispered: "Madam, madam, let's go back first today, I can't tell Madame!" ”

Zhou didn't listen, his eyes were firm, and his steps didn't show any panic.

She saluted Zhang Yong and lay down on the bench where the execution was carried out.

At this time, on the second floor of the restaurant not far from the Yamen of Dali Temple, the delicate mahogany plum blossom branch is half open, if someone pays attention to look up, you can see two richly dressed women with veils inside, are standing not far from the window to look down.

Meng Yingying frowned, turned her head sideways to Nanyue, the maid on the side, and asked, "Hasn't the person who delivered the news yet arrived at Dali Temple?" ”

Nan Yue looked at the situation below and wiped the sweat from her forehead, "The news has been delivered early in the morning, I don't know how, maybe Liu Shaoqing was stumped by something this morning, and he didn't have time to return to the yamen......"

Meng Yingying's face changed, and she slapped the table and said angrily: "How can this go wrong?!" The punishment is coming! Didn't you tell her that if the situation wasn't right, you wouldn't tell her today? ”

Nanyue said helplessly: "The slave said! But...... But she ......"

Meng Yingying closed her eyes, and her mind suddenly flashed to the scene when she found Jiang Sanxinghua's private house in Xinghua Hutong two days ago and saw this Zhou family for the first time.

Jiang San's pickled bastard king eight lambs! Meng Yingying scolded him a few times at that time, but now she still can't help it. What a thing you are doing! Meng Yingguang just felt that her ears were dirty.

The pair of scorching beautiful eyes that seemed to have spring snow flashed in her mind repeatedly, and when she talked about Jiang San, she gritted her teeth, the hatred of cramping and peeling her skin, and the shocking scars that were inadvertently revealed when she raised her hand.

She understood what was going on, and she was anxious and angry. This Zhou is so breathless! Now that the plan has been drawn up, Liu Shaoqing's news has not arrived, and Dali Temple still doesn't know how far it can be found.

A muffled sound sounded in the air of the county office, which was not big, but it accurately reached everyone's ears.

The execution began.

Zhou Shi lay upright on the stool, the heavy board fell heavily on her lower back, she trembled in pain, her nails sank deep into the cork bench under her, but she was a ninja, let alone begging for mercy, and she didn't even wail.

Some of the people are soft-hearted, and they have covered their eyes and can't bear to look at them anymore.

Meng Yingying looked at the pain in her eyes, but it was inconvenient for her to come forward at this time, she turned her head and glared at Nanyue, gritted her teeth and said, "Why don't you go find someone to urge Liu Shaoqing!" ”

Nanyue listened to the sound of the meat board, and also felt very frightening, so she hurriedly answered "yes" and ran out.

The sound of executions continued to sound in the government office.

The boards of the execution in Dali Temple are all specially made, which can make people's skin open and flesh bloom, and after a few strokes, Zhou's back has been soaked with blood.

Zhou gritted his silver teeth, and cold sweat soaked his forehead.

"Madame, ma'am, stop fighting! Can't fight anymore! The maid she brought with her had already seen that the situation was not right, and had already started crying, and wanted to rush over to stop her, but was stopped by the other soaps.

According to what the noble man said, after making a loud noise at the gate of the county government, someone will come to pick them up and go to the court for trial, and the temple will not dare to show favoritism in front of everyone's eyes, and there is no such thing as being punished at all!

The noble man also said that something happened suddenly, if he found something wrong, he would stretch it first, how did he know that the lady was so strong, and he would rather be sued by the board!

Seeing that Zhou's flesh and blood were blurred, she turned her head and knelt in the hall, wiping her tears and crying at Zhang Yong: "My lord, my lord can't fight anymore!" ”

Zhang Yong didn't really want Zhou's life, so when he saw this, he stopped the board, lowered his eyes and asked, "Zhou, do you still want to sue?" ”

Zhou's consciousness was already a little chaotic, but he still struggled to wake up from the pain, gritted his teeth and said firmly: "Sue! ”

From the moment she stepped into this yamen, she never thought of turning back.

In the severe pain, she remembered her husband's flesh and blood blurred to the point that she couldn't see the human body, and remembered Jiang San's disgusting face.

She was also born in the countryside, and before she entered Beijing to become an official wife, she was also a farmer who could carry water and go to the land.

As long as you can soberly get through this board...... As long as Dali Temple can accept this case......

Her mind flashed through the bright eyes of the nobleman who had promised her...... As long as she can sue her, she will definitely let Jiang San receive the punishment she deserves, avenge her grievances, and return the justice she deserves!

If it weren't for Jiang San, she could have loved her husband until she grew old and lived the most peaceful life......

But now that everything is ruined, she wants to get back what she deserves, but she still has to borrow the hands of others to overcome many difficulties, what is the reason?

"Madam, if you continue to fight, I'm afraid you'll lose your life!" Her maid was already weeping.

Although she bought it from Yaxing after going to Beijing, the Lin Mansion was born in a poor family and has always been close to her, but she is desperate for the Zhou family.

Zhou glanced up at her, shook his head, and said angrily: "Keep fighting!" ”

Zhang Yong has solved countless cases in his life, and his heart has long been cold and hard, and he is also a little embarrassed at this time, it was originally his duty to set up his heart for the officials and ask for the lives of the people.

Zhou is not only innocent, but even a bitter master, but he wants to punish her, which really makes his conscience unbearable.

With a rare sense of sympathy, he looked up and asked, "How much?" ”

The executioner clasped his fists and said, "Your Excellency, seventeen times." ”

Zhou's back was already a blur of flesh and blood, and from a distance, it was bright red, but when he looked closely, he could see that the flesh and blood had been glued together with the white clothes, which was miserable.

Zhang Yong sighed, waved his hand and said, "Go on." ”

The official turned his face away and forcibly admitted the discomfort in his heart.

Dali Temple is in charge of the prison, and they have dealt with many vicious prisoners, but it is the first time that they have attacked an innocent and weak woman who is powerless.

At this moment, among the people watching outside the door, there was a sudden commotion.

"Zheng Shaoqing is here! Idlers retreat!! ”

The shouts were accompanied by the sound of hurried horses' hooves, and the horses galloped behind the crowd, and the people were in an uproar and moved out of the way.

A black-faced and long-haired scarlet robe rode on a tall horse, slowly pacing down the door of the mansion, his face was cold, his posture was upright, and he had the demeanor of a high-ranking official for a long time, and his momentum was very different from that of Zhang Yong.

Dali Temple Zuoqing, Zheng Xiao.

Meng Yingying's face changed, "Why isn't it Liu Shaoqing?" ”

Dali Temple Qing is about one person Shaoqing two, Zhengqing Lord was appointed by the emperor to go on a business trip to the south of the Yangtze River, recently not in Beijing, now Dali Temple is two Shaoqing in charge, Liu Shaoqing is a student of Meng Yingying's father Meng Shangshu, but this Zheng Shaoqing is a real pure minister, usually handle cases with an iron face and selflessness, except for the holy decree, no one's words are good.

Nan Yue comforted on the side: "Don't worry, group leader, Zheng Shaoqing is an official and fair, and I don't know if he helps Mrs. Lin?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she was slapped in the face by Zheng Shaoqing, who had already dismounted and strode into the mansion.

Zheng Xiao looked around, his eyes swept over the faces of the crowded people around him, the bloody Zhou family on the torture bench, and Zhang Yong in the hall one by one, and said undoubtedly: "Stop the execution, close the ya!" If there is any disobedience, it should be dealt with by the rebels! ”

Zhang Yong in the hall stood up, clenched his fists and said hurriedly: "My lord! The woman struck the drum, and according to the law, she was required to fight thirty times before being put on the throne. ”

Zheng Xiao's gaze shot at Zhang Yong, and he repeated in a cold voice: "Shut up!" This case will be discussed later! No delays! ”

As soon as the words fell, a group of people and horses following him had already flashed their long knives with cold light, and they gathered in a long line at the gate of the county government as a deterrent.

The people just came to see the excitement, but they didn't really want to take their lives, and when they saw the real thing, they were so frightened that they didn't dare to say a word.

Zhang Yong stiffened his neck and insisted: "My lord, this is not in accordance with the law, according to the law, Dali Temple should accept this case." ”

The officials around looked at each other, looked at Zheng Xiao, looked at Zhang Yong, and looked at Zhou, and they were all a little unbearable.

Seeing that he was going to persuade him again, Zheng Xiao's eyes became more and more stern, looked around, and yelled: "What? What I said doesn't work, does it? ”

The official university crushed people to death, Zheng Xiao was Zhang Yong's boss, and his words made him use a lot more than Zhang Yongding.

The Ya Servant Gate was shaken.

The sound of majesty came from both sides.

Zhou on the torture bench knew that there was probably no hope, and a sense of despair could not help but rise in his heart, and his fingers full of blood were deeply embedded in the flesh.

Zhang Yong in the hall had a calm face and watched all this without saying a word.

In the private room on the second floor, Meng Yingying's face was gloomy, and she said to Nanyue: "You send someone to Dali Temple, take the Zhou family out to find a hidden place to take care of it, don't make a mistake again."

She sighed, her eyes flickering, "As for His Highness, send someone to the palace and carefully ......"

She paused, thought about it, gritted her teeth and said, "Forget it, hand me a sticker, and I'll go to the palace in person!" ”