The county magistrate has no time to save the world

Chapter 8 The sudden death of the prince
The next morning, Zheng Nian, who had fallen asleep against the door frame, woke up.

Wearing an official uniform.

There are already many busy hawkers and passers-by on the street.

This road is far away and the world is in a hurry.

Sneaking past the door of the house, there are people eating porridge, crippled, broken arms, and little dolls. Most of them are poor people. There are also some scholars and talents passing by Chang'an. Thanks a lot.

Standing up and stretching my waist, my mother turned her head and looked over, "Do you want to eat a bowl? Your cooking is not bad. I tasted two bowls and it tastes good."

"Eat."

After washing up, Zheng Nian squatted at the door of the house, mouthing porridge, and thinking about what happened in the courtroom today, how to think of a reasonable excuse to make this matter go away.

Although a little unreasonable.

While he was in a daze, a pair of shoes that did not belong to this impoverished city appeared on the ground.

Boots with white hair, red soil and purple surface are not common, and there are no clothing colors other than gray, white and black in this alley.

Looking up, the porridge bowl in his hand almost fell to the ground, "Si...Sicheng Lord..."

It was Wu Siyan who came.

Today she is wearing a white robe, with a golden dragon feather girdle on the crisp silk trousers, on both sides of the girdle are nine-curved sachets, and a green emerald smoke jade pendant on the side, wearing a scarlet sparrow cloak sprinkled with golden tassels, Arching her hands forward, her peach blossom eyes are charming and moving.

The most beautiful one is the pair of tiger teeth.

It is less majestic and majestic than yesterday, and it has more meaning of being a lady.

"Wu Siyan, the Prime Minister of Dali Temple, met Aunt Yu."

Zheng Nian waved his hand, "Do you know each other?"

"There are millions of people in the city of Kyoto. There are people who don't know me under the prime minister of Dali Temple, but there is no one who doesn't know Zheng Shuyu, the county magistrate, and his wife, Aunt Yu, who have gone away for the sake of the people."

Wu Siyan's dimples can sink a sun and a moon.

"My lord, would you like something to eat?" the old woman asked with a grin.

"If you take a rest today, you won't be qualified for an official position. Auntie can call me Siyan." After saying that, she reached out to take a bowl and went to Zheng Nian's side.

Zheng Nian hurriedly took out a small mat from the room and sat down for Wu Siyan.

"How did your lord know that I was going to make porridge? Why did you come over so early to eat?" Zheng Nian asked.

Wu Siyan rolled his eyes at him, "I have nothing to do with porridge, but because of yesterday's case."

Zheng Nian didn't continue talking, but squatted aside.

Looking at Wu Siyan's white side face against the rising sun, it seems like a shock, which only exists in the world for a moment.

Delicious food.

"Have you checked?" Seeing that he was silent, Wu Siyan asked.

"No." Zheng Nian didn't have anything to hide, "Just find any crime and charge the deceased, and just let the prince go. Chang'an County can't afford such a big trouble."

Wu Siyan blinked her peach-blossom eyes a few times, "I just found out that Aunt Yu's son had entered the Chang'an County Yamen after chatting with some colleagues last night. Then I thought it should be you who came to help you early today. It's not good to be dragged into the quagmire."

After finishing speaking, she tilted her head and smiled at Zheng Nian's mother in the distance, "Good people should be rewarded with good."

'Unexpectedly, she is beautiful and her heart is not bad, which is rare. Zheng Nian put the bowls and chopsticks in the wooden barrel beside him, and said with a look of willingness to come, "Okay, let's go and have a look together."

The two came to the Chang'an County Government Office.

There was no one at the door, and the noise came from the backyard.

Turn to the big bright hall and enter the side hall.

"Boss! Boss! You...you can be...come...come!" Xu Zhu glanced at Zheng Nian, ran over quickly, and said with snot and tears, "Yesterday...last night...that The son... is dead!"

Zheng Nian's heart instantly rose to his throat.

"It's over!"

Hastily pushed away all Xiaosi and went straight ahead, his first step was weak, and he almost fell, but fortunately, Wu Siyan who was beside him caught him.

The cell was under the third room of the recess in the backyard, the so-called dungeon.

Under the leadership of Xu Zhu, Zheng Nian and Wu Siyan went down together.

The stench was overwhelming.

This is a closed place, coupled with the smell of dead bodies, it seemed to grab Zheng Nian's stomach, causing a convulsion.

The master and master were standing next to the corpse, but Wu Zuo was not there. It seemed that the autopsy had not yet been carried out.

Seeing Zheng Nian approaching, Xin Delong, magistrate of Chang'an County, sighed and shook his head, pointing to the corpse and said, "Dead."

If he is so black, he must be dead.

"how could this be?"

Crouching next to the corpse, Zheng Nian endured the rolling in his stomach and the shock in his heart.Never expected that Li Qingchen would die in such a way.

burnt.

The cell was completely burned, and the solid wooden pillars were blackened and shiny.

The ground between the cells was covered with soil, which did not allow the fire to spread, and did not spread to the left and right.

There was no one in the cell on the left, and a poor scholar was sitting in the cell on the right. Seeing fresh wounds and old wounds, blood flowing, the adult must have been tortured, and no result was found.

Strange.

"It's over this time, Ah Nian, what can you do? His Royal Highness died here, and we all have to be buried with him."

Xin Delong's face was very bad, and he pointed at the scholar beside him and cursed, "Don't be stubborn, you must have done it! Didn't you shout to enter the palace? Know who he is and beg him to take you into the palace. If the other party disagrees, you Just hurt the killer."

The scholar curled up on the ground, his hands and feet were twitching involuntarily, he didn't say a word, he could only hear screams of pain.

"I died when I was ugly today." Wu Siyan looked at the corpse.

"I know." Zheng Nian fiddled with the corpse a few times, then walked into the prison.

My heart hangs.

It's like bungee jumping with a rubber band in the Himalayas.

His Royal Highness was begged by him to be imprisoned, and out of reason, this iron pot that covered the sky and the sun would be firmly held on his head.

Wiping off the sweat from his face, the master behind him still said calmly, "Baoqing."

Can basically understand what he said.

This is the only way to solve the problem right now.

Xiaosi, who was going to report to Prince Qing, was carried back to the Chang'an County Yamen by the soldiers of King Qing's mansion. After falling heavily on the ground, the soldiers' swords had already been unsheathed, and they crossed the Zhengda Guangming Hall from the main entrance to the backyard.

"My minister, Xin Delong, meet Qing..."

"Snapped!"

Xin Delong had beaten people all his life and was beaten for the first time.

After King Qing slapped him, he asked viciously, "Where is the person! Where is the murderer! Who killed the prince! If you can't hand over the person today, this king will let you be buried with the Chang'an county government!"

With a horizontal knife tied around his neck, Xin Delong looked determined, "I don't know."

"Bring out the corpse!" King Qing didn't kill Xin Delong immediately, but ordered him to enter the dungeon.

The pitch-black corpse was in front of him, King Qing stared at the corpse intently, his eyes turned red, he took a deep breath, "Lord Xin! How can you explain it!"

"Night guards are always on duty. Near Chang'an County, there are three or four households of the capital's garrison on duty. It is impossible for ordinary people to come in. I really don't know..."

"Snapped!"

Xin Delong threw a mouthful of blood on the ground.

If the fight continues, the magistrate's life will be gone.

"Your Highness!"

A voice sounded in the dungeon, and Zheng Nian strode out to Xin Delong's side.

"Snapped!"

Without further ado, King Qing slapped his face, "This king ordered you to find out the truth, but you killed my son. What are you...?"

Zheng Nian arched his hands together, "This matter was caused by Caomin alone. In the court trial yesterday, Your Excellency said the word release. It was the Caomin who stopped him and begged Your Excellency to put the son in this prison."

"Good! Good! Sure enough, the two-character grassroots, the spirit of the quack? It's ridiculous, your entire yamen has to sit in a row, murdering your son should be a serious crime! This king can kill you now!"

"That corpse is not His Royal Highness!" Zheng Nian gritted his teeth and said this sentence.

He knew in his heart that if he didn't say this, he would have no way to survive. Even if he didn't want to, he couldn't put the blame on Xin Delong. This was his bottom line, and it was also his mother's bottom line.

More than anything else, he didn't want his mother to disappoint him again in this life.

After saying this sentence, this weird case has nothing to do with him.

"What did you say?" King Qing shuddered and grabbed Zheng Nian's neck.

(End of this chapter)