Fleeing famine with tens of billions of supplies

Chapter 21
The magistrate's residence.

The master shook the lupine from time to time, and glanced at the bird teaser next to him.

"The village chief insulted your sister, you can cut him into pieces, but you really appreciate that girl, why is she locked in for more than half a month, and she still hasn't been released ?”

"Admiration for fart!" The county magistrate snorted coldly, and poked his sharp mouth angrily, but got a red mark from the knife.

He still wanted to ask the master for comfort, but the master looked at him like he was looking at a fool, and he suddenly felt extremely sad.

"Didn't you say that the picture is good? I was going to see it."

"how?"

"Young man, too vigorous."

"Then there's no need to lock her up for so long."

"The court is in turmoil. A petty official like me who was dispatched to a remote village may be caught out one day to get in the way. Doesn't this leave a few available people in the county?"

The master sneered, "It's better to find someone who can stand in the way."

The county magistrate gave him a blank look, and scolded this master in his heart as a bad bastard with no conscience.

But just as he was halfway through the swearing, a young servant hurried in from outside the door. The body that had been dead for seven days was not as white as his face.

"It's bad, it's bad! My lord! The people from Xichang are here!"

The master and the county magistrate were startled, "Xichang? What are those dog eunuchs doing here?!"

Yanzhou is thousands of miles away from Xichang's old nest, and I haven't heard that the dog eunuch has any business to do in Yanzhou, so he suddenly came to him for what to do.

"Could it be that the crow's mouth has come true?" the county magistrate exclaimed.

The master was speechless: "That's too fast, isn't it? I'd better go over and see what they're here for."

Feeling uneasy, they received Cheng An, the first-rank bodyguard of the West Factory.

This brocade-clothed jade-robed man wore a black gauze cap with a baotou on his head, sat on the top seat and took a sip of tea, raised his orchid finger, "Not long ago, you arrested someone and sent him to prison?"

The county magistrate was taken aback, but he wasn't the one to take the blame?

But on second thought, he seemed to have captured that shit village chief and the girl doll.

He has figured out the girl's net worth a long time ago, but she has nothing to do with the people from Xichang, so the rest...

He lowered his eyes, "The people who made trouble at the border a few days ago wanted to be locked up in prison and teach them a lesson."

Cheng An said "hmm", "Let it go."

The county magistrate had a smile on his face, "I got the order, and I will let him go today."

"En." Hearing the words, Cheng An stood up and was about to leave.

The county magistrate looked bewildered, "Your Excellency is leaving now?"

"Why, do you still want the Sa family to stay with you overnight?"

"Don't dare, I just think that I haven't entertained the adults yet, and I feel really sorry."

Cheng An snorted coldly, "Do you think that the Sa family is like a sesame seed official like you, who can get fleas in a day's free time?!"

The governor of Xichang disappeared for almost half a year. He has to handle all major and minor matters, and he is as busy as a spinning top every day.

Originally passing through Yanzhou to come over to settle down, but yesterday he suddenly received an order from the boss who used it, asking him to come over to this small crappy government to find people.

Cheng An's eyes were very sad.

Waiting for him to finish his work, he must come back and ask the boss to add money for a whole year!
He tossed off his robe and left gracefully.

On the contrary, the county magistrate was left with a disappointed face.

"I didn't expect that bullshit village head of Lao Shizi to have such a backstage, no wonder he was doing things so rampantly."

The master paused, "If you let him go, what will happen to your sister's hatred?"

The county magistrate thought and thought, thought and thought, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

"Go, follow me to meet that girl!"

*
dungeon.

Ruan Ruan sat at the base of the wall and closed his eyes to rest.

This prison is really strong, the wooden stakes are tightly installed, but the locks are too poor, as long as she wants to, she can get out in minutes.

However, she has been here for more than ten days, and the prison serves her with delicious food and drink, and the official's attitude towards her is also good, and from time to time they will bring her meals cooked by Zhou Qinxiang.

This shows that her family members are fine, and the county magistrate has no intention of harming her. There is no need to escape from prison and cause trouble for no reason.

Just as she was thinking about what to have for lunch today, the county magistrate came over aggressively with six or seven people, tied her to the wall roughly, and the whip slapped on the ground.

The county magistrate found a stool and sat down, sternly, "I'll lock you up for half a month, will you be convicted?"

Ruan Ruan paused, "The food is good, but the food is a bit salty, and the water is not enough, which is not conducive to the body's metabolism."

County magistrate: "...? What are you talking nonsense about!"

"Ah, what do you want to ask? There are damp bugs and occasionally centipedes, but it's okay, I'm not afraid of these."

The county magistrate's face is colorful.

What nonsense did she say!

"I'm asking if you know if you're guilty or not! You're contradicting me! You're blatantly ignoring it! You're contemptuous of imperial power! You're going to be beheaded!"

He was out of breath, his fingers trembling, obviously very angry.

Ruan Ruan thought for a while, and said in an ancient tone: "The daughter of the people is convicted, and she begs the Lord for mercy."

The county magistrate obviously wanted to hear these words from her ears, but he couldn't be happy at all when he saw her half-dead, without a trace of sincerity.

Still wanting to make trouble, the master stabbed him at the side, and he said: "Seeing your attitude of correcting when you know your mistakes, I will give you a chance to redeem your sins."

"Sir, say it."

"My lord has a large number of people. You are all poor people who have fled from the famine. You don't care about your previous mistakes. However, because your village chief has misbehaved, I am afraid that he will commit another crime, so I need you to keep an eye on him." He will report every move to this officer at any time."

"That's it?"

The county magistrate's face froze, "What do you mean by this?"

Ruan Ruan cleared her throat, "The daughter of the people understands, and I will obey your lord's order."

Even if the county magistrate didn't say anything, she would still stare at the village chief and Chen Jingfa.

One was framed by Yin, and the other was looking for trouble by Yang, saying that they had no contact, even the dog didn't believe it.

As long as the village chief is released from prison, these two people will definitely try to make things difficult for her.

Seeing her cute appearance, the county magistrate always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell, so he had to let someone push her outside while grinning behind her.

When Ruan Ruan was thrown out of the prison, he stroked his chin and asked the master: "Do you think this Ruan Ruan is so well-behaved because of my brilliance and martial arts?"

Master: "...it's not dark yet, it's still daytime."

"What do you mean?"

The master shook his head, turned around and left.

"Hey! Hey!" The county magistrate ran after him, still trying to figure it out.

On the other side, Ruan Ruan, who was kicked out of the prison, was a little dazed looking at the empty street.

She suddenly remembered a very serious question.

Where is her home?

Yanzhou is not like a wilderness, there are row upon row of houses, and people who look similar feel dizzy for a while.

Ruan Ruan thought about it, and the sixth sense picked a random direction to go.

However, not long after walking, a ball of paper rolled over by his feet.

When I opened it, a walking route in the opposite direction to her current direction was clumsily drawn on it, and at the end was written in densely packed small characters: Your home is here.

(End of this chapter)