Cars and horses run over the streets, the sun is blazing, street vendors, passers-by are extremely noisy, bustling, three figures slowly squeeze through the flow of people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"This is probably the case on the street of Chongping County, compared to the river Nanfu, there are sheep fat leek cakes sold in front, very delicious, on the left, do you see, it's the uncle, the spring cakes he made are fragrant. After seeing my father come out....No, no, no, I'm not taking you to eat now...."

The ground is steaming, the figure is reflected on the ground and walking, Xifu is still dressed in a white dress when he goes out, the cuffs are embroidered with blue embroidery, which looks simple and refreshing, and the nighthawk who followed next to her listened to what she said as a few family treasures, so he cast a puzzled look, and over there, the woman peeked at the white figure who followed on the other side, and stuck out her tongue.

"Which, actually, I've snuck out several times....you don't know..."

Nighthawk looked at Bai Ning intentionally or unintentionally, and after nothing unusual, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Miss, don't be so reckless next time, if you want to go to the street, you can call any of the three of us, what if you meet a bad person.....

"Phew..."Nighthawk hurriedly spat on the ground, stretched out his hand and slapped himself, "I really shouldn't talk nonsense....Miss is not strange, it also made Brother Huang laugh." ”

Xifu covered his mouth and smiled.

Bai Ning, who was dressed in a white scholar's robe next to him, stayed all his thoughts on the woman, and just heard her introduce those snacks and snacks, not like endorsements, but really came here to eat these things, and it was also interesting to see such a different kind of blessing, but ..... he was very shaken by what he did at the beginning, right or wrong.

At this time, hearing Nighthawk speak, Bai Ning shook his head: "It's good....it's very interesting." As I left the street and turned to the road of the county office, the sound of the lively well market became a little distant, and although some people walked by, it was probably much quieter.

The sun shone through the gaps in the trees on the white walls, and the three of them came to the quieter entrance of the county office, and entered through the side door, which was a temporary cell, where the suspects detained yesterday would stay for the time being if they were convicted without trial.

"Do you think you can see my father?" Xifu stood in the doorway, standing on his tiptoes and watching with some concern as a jailer with a register came over.

"It should be possible, after all, there is no conviction yet. Bai Ning looked at her, and his tone was comforting, "At least that's the case, but if you go in later, you can only be alone, you must still be a family member, I'm afraid you and Nighthawk can't go in." ”

"Ahh Shall I go in alone?" there was a hint of fear in her words, after all, the scene in the prison has been exaggerated a lot in the market, and many people have not entered it, and there will be a terrifying psychological fantasy invisibly. Bai Ning could naturally read the fluctuations in her eyes.

"Are you afraid?"

The woman pinched her small fists and pressed her thighs to the sides, and shook her head a little stiffly, "Don't be afraid!"

As he was talking, the jailer walked over, looked at the time on the roster, looked at the three of them, and nodded: "Yesterday, a Zhou Dong came in." Then he raised his gaze and smiled: "Which of you is his relative?"

"I... I—" Xifu raised his hand.

Bai Ning nodded at the Nighthawk, leaned over there, and quietly stuffed a bag of jingling things into the other party's hand, the jailer weighed for a moment, turned around and walked in, and shouted inside: "Fulai, open the door." ”

Then he turned his head: "Keep up, time is running out." ”

Xifu cautiously followed, and glanced back with anxiety in his heart, Bai Ning squeezed his fist at her, "Be strong, don't be afraid." ”

The woman bit her lower lip and nodded, and suddenly as if she had courage, she walked through the dim wooden door, and there was a faint sound of chaotic shouting and the crackling of a leather whip. The jailer waved a series of copper spoons at his waist and said as he walked: "Don't be afraid, girl, those individuals are all wrong, and that is the sin that should be done." ”

"My father was wronged...."Xifu emphasized behind him, and suddenly a scream from the cell interrupted her speech.

The jailer smiled and turned around and said, "Everyone who came in here said that they were wronged, but whether they were wronged or not was that it was the county master's business, and we who guarded the prison were all bitter haha." ”

Screams from afar, "Let me out" "I was wronged." Such shouts faintly seemed to confirm what the man had just said, and he pursed his lips, "How bitter, but you still accepted bribes just now....I saw it." ”

"Someone is willing to give....I'm naturally willing to take it. ”

The topic of what the jailer said was obviously much more complicated than the words, but the woman did not understand the deeper meaning.

The torches were stuck in the wall, and the two of them went all the way down the narrow road, and came to a boxy room, in which there were many people in the same clothes as the jailer, some drinking and eating, most of them still chatting, and the jailer who had come in with good fortune had greeted the others.

After a few moments, the crowd gathered and whispered.

"The woman just now....heard that Fu came to visit Zhou Daxia. ”

"Is his daughter? I seem to know that Zhou Dong has a daughter.....

"Look at her delicate......is she also good at martial arts? I heard that they assassinated the commander of Dongchang, I don't know if it's true?"

"Then do you want to report it to the Dongchang fan in our yamen?"

"Tube a ball..."

"Zhou Tong is still a good person....let's not do those things. ”

"But this time he was arrested, it seems that someone deliberately made him....alas, good people don't live long. ”

Soon after, the people rested for a while and dispersed to their own business. Over there, as we went deeper into the prison, the cells where the women were held were already within easy reach, and behind those wooden bars, black shadows approached, and their eyes could engulf people like hungry wolves.

"How come in a delicate woman....come to me. ”

"Damn....I haven't seen a woman in a few months. ”

.....

The jailer walked in front and struck the hand lying on the wooden fence with his scabbard, and drove the prisoners back with foul language, after all, the other party had given money, so naturally he could not ignore it as usual.

Then, when he arrived at one of the cells inside, the jailer knocked on the wooden pillar, "Zhou Tong, your daughter has come to see you." Then he turned and walked away, stood in the aisle two or three feet away, and turned his back.

The sound of chains dragging approached.

A figure in a prison uniform staggered closer, and Xifu suddenly covered his mouth, tears rolling in his eyes, and he almost cried. The figure that came was bloodstained, the white hair was scattered, and there were a few whip marks on the old face, and the figure was Zhou Dong.

"Why are you here...?daughter, why are you here, is there something wrong with the family?are you hurt?" The old man threw himself on the wooden fence.

Across a wooden fence, the woman's hand was gently pressed on the old man's hand.

"Daddy...."

Tears flowed.

.......

Outside of prison.

"Overseer, I have followed Zhou Tong these days and found that his character is really good, and now that he has been wrongfully imprisoned, we all know very well, why don't you get him out of prison. Nighthawk looked at the figure bathed in sunlight.

The figure turned.

The gaze behind the mask was cold at this time, "Why did Ben Governor want to rescue him?

PS: I may be a little reluctant to see some warmth, but after all, it's not good to be dark for too long, so this volume should add more warm things, and another is that the spring breeze has not written a plot like sprinkling sugar, so I'm groping.