Farmer's Little Girl

Chapter 683

County Magistrate Tang walked out of the cell, looked back at Ying Wenhai, who was sulking in the cell, smiled, waved to the cell head and said, "in the future, the people in Ying's family will send things again and check them all. Those with words and medicine are not allowed to go in. You can divide the food by yourself. From today on, I want him to be free from disease and disaster. If he is ill, whether it's diarrhea or fever, I'll ask you. "

The whole face of the prisoner became bitter. "Sir, it's too difficult. This little childe is dishonest and goes on hunger strike."

"Don't worry, he won't go on hunger strike after today," said Tang Lingling with a smile. "It's really good to be hungry."

The prison head is still not very happy. Ying's position is there, and there is Yizhou palace above Ying's house.

He lowered his head and whispered, "if the adults of Yizhou palace come in person..."

Tang Xian Ling glanced at him and said, "what did you do before, what do you still do now, why, you can stop them before, but you can't stop them now?"

The prisoner smiled bitterly. Isn't that a different situation?

Tang Xian Ling said with his back: "don't worry, don't let you take risks in vain. You should divide the things sent in by your family, no matter how much. Finally, you can put everything on our official. You just have to guard this door."

The prison head bowed down.

Sure enough, before it was time for dinner in the afternoon, Ying's family brought the food box again, but this time, like the previous days, they couldn't get in again, so they had to entrust the things to the Yamen.

The steward was so angry that he asked, "can't we go in this noon? Why don't you see us now?"

The jailer said with a bitter face, "you should be in charge. That's because the county magistrate is here. He said you can go in only if you let you in. Otherwise, you should move to the county yamen first and come back with the county magistrate's handwriting. Don't worry. As long as Lord Tang agrees, I'll open the door immediately and let you in."

The steward choked. If they could get the handwriting of county magistrate Tang, would they still need to talk nonsense to him here?

Just take the young master back.

The steward took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile, came forward, took the prisoner's hand, quietly stuffed a money bag into his hand, and whispered, "please be accommodating. I only have two words with my young master, and I won't waste time. For such a short time, as long as you don't say I don't say, who knows?"

The prison head pushed the money bag back and whispered, "others may not know, but don't you know our county magistrate? Even if a spider's silk fell off the ground, he could know at a glance whether the spider was a male or a female. Where did he climb from and where he wanted to go? Even if you lend me a hundred courage, I don't dare to play tricks under his hands. "

He choked so hard that he couldn't speak.

The prison head whispered, "however, I can't bring people in, but it's not difficult to send things in. Give me what you have and I'll send it in. If you have anything else, tell me and I'll pass it to you."

The steward looked at him suspiciously.

He really wants to believe him, but he is a subordinate of county magistrate Tang, that adult

Ying, the steward, turned a thousand times and finally said with a smile, "it's nothing. The old lady at home is worried about the young master, so she wants us to send some food. We must stare at the young master and eat it."

The cell head immediately smiled and said, "it's simple. Give me the food box and I'll send it in. How about I stare at him for you?"

What can he do? After all his words have been said, can he still say no?

Ying steward gave him the food box with a strong smile, and the cell head smiled and promised him, "don't worry, I will deliver it."

The prison head smiled and watched Ying leave. Then he took the food box back to the prison. This prison is the prison's territory. He called two confidants. They took out the food in the food box, looked carefully, and finally found a note in a steamed bread.

The jailer put the broken steamed bread aside without looking at the note. He stuffed him directly on his trouser waist, then looked at the dishes on a table and sighed, "it's good to be a jailer in the past. Whoever comes in here, no matter what they do, they have to be honest. We don't say he's the boss, but the second can be a pawn. Now it's good. The ancestors live in it and the elders come to see them, You have to smile at everyone, alas... "

"Boss, it's also good. For example, where can we eat such good food?"

The prison head watched them tear off a big chicken leg from the whole chicken. Tut tut said, "eat, eat, we don't eat. Give such greasy things to the ancestors inside. We can have diarrhea in the middle of the night."

My confidant was very curious. While eating chicken legs, he asked, "boss, what do you want to do to harm your young master?"

"What harm do they want to do? It's us," the prison head slapped him and said, "if the ancestor in the prison is ill, you can watch it. If his front foot is ill, he can run to important people at home. At that time, adults will ask for guilt..."

The two confidants immediately divided the chicken and said, "don't worry, boss. We must have eaten everything on this table and don't put it in at all."

"If we can't finish eating, we can take it home to our wife and children. We won't put a grain of rice in."

The prison head turned his eyes at them. He picked up a piece of chicken and ate it. He hesitated, "do you think Ying family will put medicine in it?"

My confidant almost choked. Looking at the half chicken they had eaten, he hesitated and said, "no, it's not. After all, it's his own young master, isn't it?"

At this time, Tang Xianling was also eating, but in manbao's small yard.

He came to take his confession this time. The clerk who followed him sat silently and finished the meal. Then he continued to sort out his confession and finally handed two pieces of paper to the county magistrate of Tang.

Tang county magistrate looked it over and handed it to Bai Shan and man Bao. He smiled and said, "you can draw a pledge."

They read it and found that there was no problem, but they still gave it to Mr. Zhuang first and signed it with his permission.

Man Bao was curious, "Lord Tang, why do you ask us about Ji Hao's wound? It's been a month. "

Tang county made me laugh, "guess?"

Bai Shan pressed his finger print and said, "because why?"

He looked down at his confession and said, "did Ying Wenhai do that injury? That's really treacherous and cruel. If beating a horse is a very angry reaction and an accident, what's the matter with smearing dirty things on the silver hairpin to hurt people? "

Tang Xian Ling said with a smile, "this case can't be judged by partial knowledge. All you know now is what you see. You haven't asked Ying Wenhai. How do you know what you see is true?"

"If what you see is not true, the conclusion you infer is naturally incorrect," he said

Bai Shan was inspired and asked, "so Ying Wenhai is innocent?"

County Magistrate Tang shook his head and said with a smile, "you see, with only my words, you overturned your previous identification. This is also based on partial knowledge. It's wrong, wrong, wrong."

Bai Shan thought.