With the noise, there was a crowd of people in front of them, and some people gathered around, and then they dispersed in fear, but there was still nostalgia, so they stopped and watched from afar. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Wentu looked at it coldly, and he couldn't see the details inside, but looking at the appearance of the people, they all frowned, and something unbearable must have happened.

Needless to say, someone must be bullying the people, and the common people dare not speak out.

Wentu turned around and tried his best to persuade himself, he was already in prison in front of him, and if he didn't get it right, he would be recognized by the people of Chen Wangfu at any time, and if he took it back, he would immediately become the ghost of King Chen's knife, and he couldn't cause trouble, and at this moment, there should be other heroes.

"I'm afraid this mother-in-law will be injured here today!" sighed among the onlookers.

Beat up the old woman? This is worth it! Wentu stopped again, and the hero in his heart showed no sign of appearing.

He quickly pushed through the crowd and entered, standing on the edge of the center of the conflict.

"Who is he?" Wentu asked a middle-aged peasant woman beside him, pointing at a shouting man in the field, who shook the sword in his hand and kept scolding an old woman, only complaining that the old woman had bumped into him.

The middle-aged woman looked at Wentu for a moment, and replied in a low voice: "It seems that the son is not from Xianfeng City, he is the second son of the deputy head of the city, and the old couple sells fruits here...... That tone was full of helplessness and anger, it seems that the young master of the city master has done a lot of evil in this city, and has already aroused public resentment.

Wentu didn't listen to it again, and he didn't say anything and knew that it was a bully, seeing that the boy had already raised his foot to kick the old woman down, and when he raised his hand to hit the old man again, Wentu stepped forward and restrained his wrist!

"If you catch it, do you know that you will die?" The young master of Zhangcheng did not let go, staring at Wentu with contempt, just like looking at the little chickens he raised, he could use it to kill the product at any time; the more arrogant the person, the more he could not tolerate others to interfere, firstly, it would damage his own prestige, and secondly, he was used to being a tiger, and he could not tolerate others to stop him.

Wentu was stunned, but he didn't expect such a villain to appear in broad daylight, he opened his mouth and closed his mouth to kill people, without frowning at all, and blurted out in anger:

"You're like this, does your dad know?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion among the people around, and it was obvious that this was a chivalrous man wading through troubled waters, although he did not dare to make a loud noise, there was also a loud applause from the urn.

"Bastard apprentice," the rich young master shouted angrily, "I want you to stop talking today!"

As he spoke, he stabbed Wentu with his left hand around his sword!

Wen Tu saw that the blade of the sword was heading, it was his own internal organs, and he immediately understood that this person must be hurting people for no reason, and he had no intention of being soft, but if this sword went down, he would never be able to live! Wentu had never been so angry, as soon as his right hand let go of the young master's right arm, he reached for his sword-holding wrist, and with a little force, the long sword suddenly changed to a straight and straight and stabbed into the body of the young master of Zhangcheng, which was purely a mistake in action!

Wentu's eyes widened in horror, he had no intention of killing, but this young master was too strong and hard, and he didn't have the slightest strength, so with a slight twist, he screwed the sword blade into his internal organs, and when he looked at it again, his mind was blank, and the young master's lips opened a few times, rolling his eyes and whimpering.

It was originally a guilty person, and then he killed the young master who was in charge of the city! Wentu froze in place, knowing that he could no longer escape.

The crowd was silent for a moment, and all kinds of voices quickly came, and some people even clapped their hands and applauded, but everyone had a family and children, cherished their lives, and scattered with a hula sound, and looked back here while escaping, full of regret!

In an instant, Ventu stood there alone!

He reacted and found that he could not get out, a group of family members, a circle of soldiers, had already surrounded themselves in the center, but he didn't expect the "police" here to be so fast! Before anyone called the police, they surrounded the criminals, and he was injured in the shoulder, and there were so many people in front of him that he couldn't run away if he wanted to, so he had to be arrested!

"The culprit is named!"

In the blink of an eye, Wentu was tied up with five flowers, and the official asked.

"Grass People ......" Wentu thought for a while and replied, "Grass People Chen Er!" He thinks this name is good, with Chen Ying'er's surname, and he does have some two, knowing that this is a place of right and wrong, he still makes this first bird, flies and flies, and kills the son of the dignified city family, which is a "two" word that can be summed up clearly.

Not only was the official decisive, but the governor was also extremely quick, and after a little interrogation in the court, he preached with angry eyes:

"The prisoner Chen Er, killed someone on the street, was put in prison, and was beheaded at the entrance of the vegetable market at noon three days later!"

Wentu was deeply impressed by the efficiency of the county, which was integrated with the public procuratorate and the law, and saw that the official had finished the case, shaking the wings of the official's hat, and his thin body had already raised his intention to leave, so he hurriedly learned the bridge in the movie and shouted: "My lord, Chen Er has been wronged......

Zhou Cheng was puzzled, how could there be a prisoner who killed someone and still wronged himself, the butt that he had just raised sank again, pointed at Wentu and asked, "Why are you wronged?"

"My lord, the little one has no intention of killing the son, it was he who first injured people with a sword, and the grass people accidentally touched the long sword into his body, if he is guilty, he will not be guilty of death!

"It's ridiculous!" Lord Zhou Cheng sneered, sneered, and patted Tangmu again to show his anger, "Where is the stabbed boy now?"

Wentu had no choice but to reply: "Dead!"

"Died by what?"

"Longsword ......"

"Is there a possibility that Childe will commit suicide?"

"Not really!"

"You keep saying that the boy killed people and crossed things, but is there any evidence?" Zhou Cheng was already furious and forced Wentu to ask.

"This ...... That's not ......," Wentu stammered.

"Quit!"

Wentu sat on the ground, what kind of legal rhythm is this, I don't look at the motives, I don't examine the reasons, I just look at the results, the young master died in his own hands, this is a true fact! If I do this, I can also handle the case! Nima has only been a few minutes, and his life is gone! He was extremely distressed in his heart, and secretly said: Wife, don't wait for me, the people in the shuttle corridor will save you back!

"Such a stubborn and hard-mouthed person, fortunately, the state Cheng is kind-hearted, otherwise, you have to sit on your family!" Wentu was escorted into the prison area, and the official pushed him into a room, and closed the cell door with a "bang", and his mouth did not forget to resonate.

Wentu really wanted to scold him for a dirty word, telling him that I don't have a family here, and even if I do, I haven't found it myself, but it's useless to find it, I'm going to die, and my wife may become someone else's wife before we meet.

The cell was rudimentary, but clean. A few wooden couches, the bedding on them was not very clean, but they were also stacked neatly, and there were two bare yellow wooden benches in the room, and there was no one on them, I don't know what it was to do, and the three people next to them squatted together and chatted, and saw that a new criminal came in and began to whisper.

Wentu didn't react when he saw those people, knowing that there were no prison tyrants here, seeing a few prisoners confused, he didn't bother to publicize it, he sat on the bench in a big way, and instantly looked down on everyone.

"This strong man, what crime have you committed?" The squatting prisoner didn't seem to care about Wentu's posture, and asked quietly, and was afraid that the newcomer would be dissatisfied, so he looked at each other and then looked at Wentu, which meant that it didn't hurt if you didn't answer.

Wentu knew that these three people must be authentic civilians, and they didn't know what it meant to be a score, and they didn't care about their status, so he replied: "I killed the second young master who is in charge of the city here!"

"Hero!" a few people gathered around, probably thinking that it was indecent to squat, and stood up after a few strokes, their faces full of excitement, "Really kill that villain?"

Wentu couldn't cry or laugh, staring at the few people in front of him, his clothes were ragged and unkempt, but his face was ruddy, without scars, it didn't seem to be as he imagined, he couldn't eat enough to swallow, and he was often beaten. Several people should be curious about the death of the villain, but they didn't care about their own life and death, and suddenly felt that these people were very pitiful.

Wentu nodded with a cold face and stopped talking.

Several people saw that the young man was silent, a little regretful, and just wanted to squat down and chat again, but when they saw the cold eyes of the person next to him, his body bowed slightly and straightened up one by one, he didn't want to get too far from Wentu, and he didn't dare to approach this hero, so he seemed flustered for a while.

Wentu suddenly felt embarrassed, even if he was executed, it was no wonder that the people in the room had no match and asked, "What did you all commit and be imprisoned?"

It didn't matter if this question was asked, the three of them approached again, their faces were happy again, and they made it clear to Wentu one by one, as if reporting to the king, but the evil fire caused by the long days of detention also blew the stench in the mouths of several people to Wentu, causing Wentu to lower his head and hold his breath several times to avoid.

"I was arrested by the government because I abandoned ashes on the street......"

A young man hurriedly grabbed the conversation and replied, "I accidentally hit someone in the head when I was messing with someone," the young man was afraid that the other person would speak, so he said directly, "He, because he accidentally touched the nepotism of a lady and went to prison!"

Wentu is secretly shocked, it is very legal! The prohibition of dumping dirty ash on the streets proves that the environmental protection system is strong; beating people in the head and going to prison shows that they have a strong sense of human rights; and being imprisoned for crony touching is a very high status of women! Otherwise, if you kill someone yourself, you just want to argue a few words, and the state lord is so angry.

However, on the other hand, it also improved the status of the local government officials, and everyone was afraid of it, but it also caused the son of the city to ignore the law and do evil, and the people were afraid of the government, and no one dared to speak out.

"So, you'll be going out soon," Wentu knew that these trivial matters would definitely not lead to a capital crime, "So, I'll ask you something, that is, have you ever heard of the Great Dynasty Hall?" Wentu sat up straight, pretending to be righteous and awe-inspiring.

The prisoners, as they wished to talk to the hero, spoke to themselves.

"The king was the eldest son of the previous king, benevolent and virtuous, and loved the people deeply. A few years ago, the first king died, the three sons competed for the throne, and the northern rebellion, and was finally pacified by King Chen's father and daughter, and the fourth princess persuaded the other two brothers to assist the eldest brother to ascend the throne, so the world was peaceful. ”

"I know this!" Wentu already had these in his memory, he was concerned about whether there was turmoil in the dynasty at the moment, seeing that the three of them were a little submissive, he couldn't help but lower his breath, "The current queen ......"

"She's not the queen, she's a woman from the north!" Before Wentu could finish speaking, someone stopped and said.

This brought Wentu's interest to him, and he immediately turned to the fat man who spoke.

As soon as the fat man saw that the hero was coming, he also sat next to Wentu regularly, while talking, gesturing, and a few people next to him nodded their heads.

"Back then, the king saw that the world was stable, but because the pacification of the northern side of the country consumed most of the national strength, and the northern side of the country was wide, the grass was fat and the people were strong, and he was afraid that the evil fan would counterattack again, so he took the initiative to marry the sister of the king of the north, Wahda, but among the people, only the daughter of King Chen, Lord Chen, is our queen!"

Chen Ying'er?!Wentu was taken aback.