Daliang female chief assistant

Chapter 31 Seeing the Day
Take off his hand grabbing his collar.

Wen Yuting took a step back, straightened his clothes, and said something ambiguous.

"Brother Zhou, even if you don't believe what Ben Hou said, you should have confidence in Mr. Zhou. He has no plans and nothing will happen."

It's a pity that Zhou Hui is a mallet and didn't understand what he meant.

"No matter how smart Ah Ci is, how can he be more scheming than God? Now that she is infected with the plague, she is helpless. Little Marquis, how can you make me feel at ease?"

He spoke in a hurry, with a "you don't understand me" expression on his face.

Wen Yuting glanced at him coolly, feeling deeply that if she talked too much with him, she would be infected by his stupidity.

Rolling his eyes speechlessly, he turned around and was about to leave.

But Zhou Hui was still chasing after him and asked him, "Young Master, don't leave yet, what did you mean by that look in your eyes just now?"

"Why do you feel like you despise me?"

Don't feel it, he is.

Wen Yuting added in his heart that the steps to leave were even greater.

After leaving the yard, he led people straight to the prison.

In the prison, Zhang Maoan was wearing a prison uniform and his limbs were handcuffed with iron chains. Hearing the movement, he quickly got up from the ground and ran to the door.

Seeing that it was Wen Yuting, the light of hope in his eyes dimmed again.

"Are you disappointed to see Ben Hou?" He asked knowingly.

The index finger and middle finger of his right hand hooked towards the back, and someone immediately moved a chair over and put it behind him.

Wen Yuting swaggered into the chair with one leg resting on the other.

With his left hand resting on the armrest of the chair, he stretched out two fingers and rubbed his forehead.

The right hand casually caressed the jade pendant on his waist.

A pair of black eyes as deep as a cold pool fixedly stared at Zhang Maoan's eyes.

The cell was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Being stared at by him, Zhang Maoan panicked and swallowed nervously.

Suddenly, with a plop, he fell to his knees on the ground.

"Young Lord, I have been wronged by the officials—"

He seemed to be extremely wronged, and the voice of crying for injustice dragged on for a long time.

Wen Yuting stared at his face full of grief and indignation, the corners of his mouth curled up coldly, a smile that was not a smile.

After Zhang Mao'an called out his grievances, he couldn't hear Wen Yuting's voice, so he couldn't help feeling even more panicked.

His heart was pounding, his treacherous eyes kept rolling, thinking about how to exonerate himself.

The person above said nothing, just tapped the arm of the chair with his fingers from time to time.

Benedict——

Benedict——

Benedict——

After three heavy knocking sounds in a row, Wen Yuting seemed to have exhausted his patience, he stood up "squeaky", lifted his legs, and was about to walk outside.

Seeing this, Zhang Maoan became anxious, crawled over and hugged one of his feet tightly.

"Young Lord, Young Lord, I really have been wronged..."

It's all up to this point, and he is still stubborn.

Wen Yuting snorted coldly and kicked him away forcefully.

His eyes were cold and bloodthirsty.

"Zhang Mao'an, do you think Ben Hou would arrest people rashly if he had no evidence?" He hinted.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Zhang Maoan's expression changed immediately.

His eyes widened in horror, and he looked at Wen Yuting in disbelief.

"How did you know? I kept it so secret, how could you find evidence?" After finishing speaking, he suddenly came to his senses, pointed at Wen Yuting and complained, "I know, you just bombed me!"

Determined that he had no evidence, Zhang Maoan changed from his previous cautiousness and became arrogant.

"Young Lord, although you are the governor of Xiangzhou appointed by His Majesty, you have arrested local officials without evidence. If His Majesty finds out, I'm afraid you will think you have ulterior motives and intend to rebel!"

He brought up such serious crimes as "conspiracy against the enemy".

Originally thought that Wen Yuting would be afraid, but he suddenly burst out laughing, "Hehe——"

"What are you laughing at?" Zhang Maoan was confused by his laughter and asked.

The next moment, Wen Yuting stopped laughing, with an angry look on his brows.

He suddenly lifted his foot and kicked Zhang Maoan's heart hard.

Zhang Maoan was unprepared, he was kicked flying by him, his fat body fell heavily on the wall like a kite with broken strings, then slid along the wall, and rolled into a corner.

Wen Yuting, however, seemed still not relieved.

With clouded eyes and a ferocious face, he grabbed the whip from the guard behind him and beat Zhang Mao'an hard.

"Ouch--"

Zhang Maoan was severely whipped on the face, and blood flowed out instantly.

He looked in horror at Wen Yuting, who seemed to have come from hell, and was surrounded by the breath of death, his eyes widened in fright, and he repeatedly hid to the side.

But no matter where he hides, the whip in Wen Yuting's hand can always hit him accurately.

Zhang Maoan was in a cold sweat from the pain.

The place where the whip was whipped was even more mottled with blood.

Blood flowed out of the white prison uniform on his body, like plum blossoms blooming in the ice and snow.

Wen Yuting looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and seeing Zhang Mao'an dying of pain, he ordered someone to bring a bucket full of cold water in a cold voice.

"splash."

After saying that, the guards poured a bucket of water on Zhang Maoan.

Biting cold.

Zhang Maoan shuddered, and then woke up leisurely.

Looking at Wen Yuting's dark eyes, she was so frightened that she fell silent, not daring to show any disrespect to him any more.

"Are you willing to plead guilty?" Wen Yuting threw the whip in his hand, and sat down in the chair again.

This time, Zhang Mao'an no longer kept his mouth shut, and knelt on the ground to honestly confess his crimes.

Of course, he only confessed his crime of secretly tripping Zhou Shu and deliberately infecting the people of Siyi County with the plague.

As for the others, nothing was said.

Wen Yuting snorted coldly, looked back at the yamen servant who had recorded it, and asked, "Did you write it down?"

"Go back to my little lord, I've written it all down."

"Yeah." Wen Yuting nodded, "Let him sign it."

Zhang Mao'an didn't dare to take any more actions of resistance, and let the yamen guard grab his hand and sign the indictment.

In the end, the yamen servant handed the indictment signed by him to Wen Yuting, asking him to have a look.

Wen Yuting glanced casually, and waved to the yamen servant, "Take this indictment and show Mrs. Sun."

After saying that, Zhang Maoan suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

Wanting to stop him, he was kicked away by Wen Yuting's guards before he reached his feet.

Wen Yuting glanced at his anxious expression from the corner of his eye, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and led the people away.

The cell was as quiet as it was before he came.

Zhang Maoan leaned on the door of the cell blankly.

Wen Yuting's words before leaving kept echoing in his mind: "Take this indictment and show Mrs. Sun."

No, I must not let Lord Inspector see it.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly came back to his senses, ignoring the injuries on his body, and shouted loudly outside the cell.

"Come on, I want to see the young master, the young master, I have something to say, the young master—"

But he was allowed to yell out his throat, but no one paid any attention to him.

Outside the cell, Wen Yuting heard Zhang Maoan's heart-piercing shouts, his eyes were cold.

Indifferent.

He ordered coldly to the guards guarding outside the cell, "You guard the cell well. If someone comes to rob the prison or assassinate him, just make sure that Zhang Mao'an's life is safe, and you don't have to resist desperately."

At the end, I added another sentence.

"By the way, in order to prevent Sun Yao from killing people, you must prevent the two from meeting. If there is an emergency, report it in time."

"Yes." The guards said in unison.

(End of this chapter)