Guobei County, county government

The magistrate has been promoted.

The plaque engraved with the mirror hung high blocked the autumn light, and the county magistrate was sitting on a high chair, his eyes hidden in the darkness, blurred.

"Mighty!"

Amid the shouts of the officers, the two captors escorted two men in prison uniforms to the court.

On the day of the attack on the scholar, later in the evening, Han Qiufen threw the two black-clothed men who were stunned by the paperweight to the county office and left a note.

The two men in black woke up dizzy and lay down in their cells.

Today is the day of the final conviction of the magistrate.

Syllable!

After the shouting, the startled wood fell.

"What do you have to say? The plaque engraved with the mirror blocked the autumn light, and the county magistrate was sitting on a high chair, his eyes hidden in the darkness, blurred, and only his mouth could be seen.

"My lord, we are guilty. "The man in black on the left was holding a knife that night, and he hadn't seen him for a few days, and he felt a lot thinner.

Zhixian's jaw moved, his hand was raised, and he put it on the case in front of him, and said: "It's easy to know the crime, draw a detention." ”

The master next to him walked over with two confessions full of handwriting and handed them to the two heads of arresters who were standing next to the prisoner.

"What's written on that?" said the thief who had just spoken with some hesitation on his face and whispered to his partner.

"Oh, that's what it says..."

"Shut up, this is the court! Don't wait for the thief! Don't talk to each other in private, if there is a next time, it will be judged as disturbing the court!" The goatee catcher immediately interrupted the communication between the two, and was shouting angrily at this time.

After hearing the words of the head catcher, the officers on both sides also stepped forward, and the killing sticks in their hands were also raised.

The suspicious thief on the left saw this scene, and quickly dipped his hand in red clay and drew a charge.

The thief on the right looked at the words on the charge, stopped for a moment, and did not start.

"I really don't see the coffin, I don't shed tears. The sheepbeard catcher said hehe.

Holding the fist in his hand, the four finger joints of the county magistrate knocked on the case, "This fortune is made together, and the crime is also suffered together, and the two are beaten together." The voice floated down from above, his voice was not loud, but it was not small.

"Hurry up, don't bother me!" the thief on the left was anxious, and urged his companion, eager to press this handprint for the people around him, so as not to suffer from flesh and skin.

The thief on the right wanted to say something, and looked at his companion who was anxious, and then at the servants on both sides.

After a sigh, the thief's hand trembled and pressed on the charge.

Seeing this, the sheepbeard catcher bent down, pressed the back of the palm, and shouted: "Confess your guilt simply!"

The two heads examined the two confessions with their fingerprints, nodded, and handed them back to the master. After the master took it, he checked it again before putting it on the case of the county master.

After glancing at the two red shiny handprints, the magistrate leaned forward a little and poked his face out of the shadows.

"You..."Looking at the two thieves below, the magistrate looked gentle, and nodded at the thief who was the first to draw on the left, "If there are any requirements, as long as they are within a reasonable range, this official will try his best to meet them." ”

The thief on the left pointed at himself, and looked at the magistrate with surprise and confusion.

After seeing the kind county magistrate above, he nodded in affirmation, and immediately said, "I want to eat something, my lord." ”

"This is a trivial matter, come and have a roast chicken?" the corners of the county master's mouth hooked.

The atmosphere in the court became more relaxed.

The thief nodded tentatively.

"Oily elbow?" the smile in the eyes of the county magistrate had overflowed, and he continued to speak.

The thief's head kept rising and falling, and he was thanking the kind magistrate.

"Good meat with good wine, and buy you half a catty of bamboo leaves?" Zhixian leaned back a little, and the black shadow covered his eyes again.

"Thank you, sir!" the grass people still hope—" said the thief who made the request with a flushed face and delighted.

"Don't thank me, thank the court, after all, it's good to go on the road when you're full. The magistrate interrupted the thief's words, and waved his hand on the case.

The thief on the right finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell forward, motionless.

The joy was frozen at this moment, and the hot face of the thief on the left froze in place at this time.

"Retreat, you pack up, and ask for the autumn queen. The voice of the magistrate was no worse than the winter wind, and it blew away the slightly improved temperature in the public hall in an instant.

Guobei County, County Ya, Back Hall

The case was tried and convicted.

As soon as the county magistrate returned to the back hall, the head catcher, who had not spoken today, came forward to report.

"My lord, the Zhou family came to report this morning that the painting was stolen. ”

After the messenger served tea, the magistrate sat down, nodded and did not speak.

Looking at the reaction of the magistrate, the head catcher continued: "According to the statements of the Zhou family and the old Zhou shopkeeper, this painting disappeared in the evening after the old Zhou shopkeeper finished reading the painting. ”

After putting the tea in his hand on the table beside him, the county magistrate asked curiously, "How much is this painting worth?"

"Back to my lord, when the Zhou family bought it, it was eight hundred taels of silver. Later, after the painting was completed, the bid from the outside was as high as 1,500 taels. The head catcher's eyes were full of envy and said.

"Go, get the painter surnamed Lu. Looking at the head catcher, the magistrate commanded

"Yes, sir. The catcher arched his hand, bent over, and went out.

Zhixian chuckled, lifted the tea beside him again, and took a sip.

"Interesting,

Here we go again..."