The day after the gambler was taken away.

In the prefectural government

Today is the day when the magistrate of the county ascends to the court to judge the gamblers.

At this time, the gambler was kneeling in the public hall with his head held high, and there were two heads on his left and right, and on either side stood two columns of officers with killing sticks.

Under the plaque hanging high by the mirror, the magistrate behind the desk was sitting on the Taishi chair.

After the "mighty" sound in the hall gradually subsided, the magistrate patted the shocked wood and asked, "Who is in the hall?"

After hearing the magistrate's question, the goatee catcher standing on the left side of the gambler immediately stepped forward, saluted and said:

"Hui Lord! The prisoner gambler, Jiang Jiang, now the person has been brought. ”

The county magistrate sat in the hall, looked at the gambler kneeling below, smiled, and said, "He... What did you do?"

The goatee glanced up at the gambler who was kneeling beside him, his hands tied behind his back. continued: "This person is guilty of obstructing the official affairs of the Yamen, taking the murder as a profit, and forming a crowd to gamble. With that, the goatee head catcher retreated to his place.

"My lord, I gave you silver!" the gambler knelt on the ground, unable to stand up, and at this moment after hearing the words of the sheepbeard catcher, he immediately struggled, and shouted by the neck in disregard.

After saying this, many officials in the hall frowned and said secretly: "Stupid." ”

Zhixian didn't say anything, just lowered his head slightly and looked at the tips of his fingers.

The gambler's face turned pale, and he knew that he had said the wrong thing.

At this moment, one of the officers lined up on both sides of the court immediately took a step forward with a killing stick, just behind the gambler.

The errand officer was not too verbose, he swung his stick heavily, slammed it on the gambler's back, and after letting out a muffled snort, the gambler's body instantly straightened in the air, swayed slightly back and forth, and paused for a moment.

The gambler's throat was blocked by blood, he couldn't scream, and the gambler's head was bent towards the ground, no longer as before.

"I took it?" said Zhixian touched his chin with interest and looked at the gamblers in the hall.

When the gambler finally coughed up the blood in his mouth, he gritted his teeth and said again with a somewhat slurred speech: "You confiscated it, but..."

Zhixian smiled more and more happily, and then leaned back and leaned on the Taishi chair.

"My lord, let me do this. The little-spoken catcher interrupted the gambler as soon as he spoke.

Seeing that the head catcher came forward, the magistrate nodded happily, continued to lean back on the chair, and watched the movement below.

After saluting to the magistrate, the head catcher bent down, pinched the gambler's face, pasted his face, and said to the gambler with a playful face, "You gave five hundred taels, I returned five hundred taels, where is the extra one hundred taels?"

The headcatcher's hand was like an iron tong, tightly clamping the gambler's mouth, and the gambler's eyes were wide open, and his eyes were about to split, but he couldn't speak.

After listening to the words of the head catcher, many of the poor people around laughed.

The gambler was still struggling, but he couldn't move. He could only look at the people in the hall and tremble.

"Oh that's the case, you, is there anything else you want to say?" the magistrate put away his smile, straightened up, nodded at the gambler, and then put his hand on the startled wood on the desk.

The gambler struggled harder, but the head catcher did not let go of his hand, and the blood in the gambler's mouth flowed down the seam of the head catcher's hand and flowed all the way into his sleeve.

"Then condemn you?", the county magistrate shook his head, as if he was disappointed with the gambler's performance.

The magistrate's wrist went up, and he left the case in shock, snap!

Closed...

Punish the offender gambler with all illegal stolen money and goods.

A hundred rods,

Chop your hands.

Guobei County afternoon

The weather in autumn is changeable, and this morning in Guobei County, which is still bright in spring, in the afternoon, the sky began to rain continuously.

In the evening, another notice was posted at the door of the yamen, this time with the text of the bounty:

Whoever finds the torso and the yamen will be rewarded with two hundred lines of silver.

Anyone who reports the situation to the yamen will be rewarded with two coins.

Whoever lies lies is guilty of disturbing the court and is guilty of twenty rods.

Those who do not report what they know will be guilty of the same crime as the sinners once they are discovered.

With the gamblers being caught, the gambling plate being broken, and no one caring about the whereabouts of this last limb fragment anymore, Guobei County in the smoke and rain suddenly became a lot less lively and less angry.

The rain didn't stop until the evening, and the late autumn was getting colder and colder.

The shops on Dengke Street closed early tonight, and the streets were empty after the night was over, except for the sound of the rain that never stopped.

Two men dressed in black and wearing hats came from a distance, one of them carrying an umbrella and the other wearing a robe.

The two of them walked slowly in the rain, like night owls looking for prey in the dark, looking around, not knowing what they were looking for.

Looking at the direction they are taking, it is the county office.

The night was dark, and apart from the occasional flash of thunder and lightning from the sky, which could bring a glimmer of light, all that was left was the sound of the rain in my ears.

There was also a thin layer of water on the stone pavement on the ground, and every step of the two men in black would bring out a splash, and the splashed water fell back to the ground again, disappearing, and scattered in all directions.

The two didn't stop all the way, and after just leaving Dengke Street, they turned into the alleyway next to it.

A figure holding an oil-paper umbrella and carrying a bookcase followed behind the two at some point:

"The blood will melt into the water and disappear with the rain.

That's what you think, right?"

The two men in black slowly paused and turned around together.

Smack,

A flash of lightning flickered, tearing a crack in the dark rain curtain.

The alley was illuminated for a moment, and the figure of the endorsement box raised the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and the person under the umbrella was looking at the two with a thick eyebrow, and then said:

"Two murderers,

Having a good time gambling this time?"