Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 394 Violent County Magistrate
"My life is over!"

Seeing that the blade was in front of him, Fan Jin let out a long sigh, and the cowardice in his bones came into play again. This master Fan, who has a good tongue and a deep sense of city, stood in place and waited for death.

Naturally, Wang Tong would not be soft on Fan Jin. Since he took the risk of offending the county magistrate and drew the knife, the tiger-headed waist knife would naturally be bloody.

When Wang Tong tried his best to drive the waist knife down towards Fan Jin, with a cold snort, the powerful waist knife stopped in the air for some reason.

Holding the back of the knife in her hand, Fang Yiai stared at Wang Tong with her starry eyes, a hint of chill flashed quietly, "Wang Dutou, are you going to commit murder in the street?"

"County Honor?" Fan Jin opened his eyes, only to see that the waist knife had been grasped by Fang Yiai, and his hanging heart fell to the ground, and the old scholar heaved a sigh of relief belatedly.

"I" Wang Tong was shocked by Fang Yi'ai's skill, he was at a loss for words when faced with the questioning, he couldn't imagine that this seemingly weak new county magistrate had the ability to win a sword with his bare hands.

Seeing Wang Tong fall into the trap, Fang Yiai sneered and said, "Master Fan, what crime should I ask for using a knife in the street to kill someone?"

Hearing Fang Yiai's inquiry, Fan Jin, who was well versed in criminal law and law, cupped his hands and said, "According to the law, you will be punished with a staff of eighty, and you will be sentenced to be beheaded."

"Okay, if that's the case." Fang Yi'ai said halfway, the palm of the hand grasping the back of the knife violently, and unexpectedly snatched the waist knife from Wang Tong's hand.

Throwing the waist knife to Fan Jin, Fang Yiai rolled up the sleeves of the official clothes, and a trace of treachery flashed in Wang Tong's eyes.

"County lord. County lord after drinking" the waist knife was taken away. Wang Tong, who had lost his support, suddenly lost his temper. He clasped his fists at Fang Yi'ai and begged for forgiveness, but before he could finish his sentence, the county magistrate suddenly raised his foot. , kicked Wang Tong down the steps mercilessly.

Standing on the steps with her hands behind her back, looking at the four Zaoli and the common people in front of her, Fang Yiai found a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to show her authority, "Beating Dutou is more powerful than beating Zaoli with a stick, since you are a fool Don’t blame the county’s subordinates for being ruthless if you deliver it to your door!”

Wang Tong rolled down the steps and fell to the ground, two bruises appeared on his face. Before he could struggle to stand up, Fang Yiai kicked him and kicked him to the ground again.

"Bold and evil, dare to commit murder with a knife in the street, can you be convicted?"

"Convicted, Convicted in a humble position"

"Can you be convicted? Are you still refusing to admit it?"

"County Honor, I'm guilty, stop beating me."

"Yo? You're still quite stubborn. Do you think that if you keep silent, the county will have nothing to do with you?"

No matter how loud Wang Tong's pleading was, Fang Yiai turned a deaf ear to it, and beat him with all his hands and feet. How could Wang Tong, the head of the evil capital, be the opponent of Wu Zhuangyuan.

After a while, looking at Wang Tong who had collapsed on the ground and passed out, Fang Yiai stopped with a sense of satisfaction.

"I came out in a hurry today, and I forgot to bring my board. This meal should be worth the [-] boards."

Seeing Wang Tong's face covered in blood, Fang Yiai clapped his hands, and said to the four dazed slaves beside him, "Come on, put this wicked man in the county prison, and wait until the county's disaster relief is over." Deal with it again!"

Seeing the violent county magistrate, the four Zaoli couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, and murmured, "The county magistrate knows kung fu?"

After the four of them hurriedly carried Wang Tong away, Fang Yiai climbed up the steps again, looked sideways at Fan Jin, and said in a low voice, "I can't tell, Master Fan has a lot of backbone."

"It's just a literati's character." Facing the compliment, Fan Jin nodded repeatedly, but he naturally wouldn't say it clearly, because he was so frightened that he forgot to dodge just now.

The common people looked at the county magistrate Fang who was talking and laughing happily with the master, and they all applauded secretly. The beating just now could not help dispelling the resentment in their hearts, and even knocked down the arrogance of Wang Tong and Mei Zhusheng in Meiwu County.

"It's getting late, I'm afraid we can't release the grain today, let's talk about it tomorrow morning." Fang Yiai closed the door of the granary, and after the four Zaolis came back, they walked slowly towards the county government with Fan Jin .

On the way, passing a large-scale silk and satin shop, remembering that Fan Jin would return to his hometown to settle down with his mother and wife tomorrow morning, Fang Yiai simply bought him a set of brocade ready-to-wear and a pair of black and white boots.

Wearing a floating scarf and a fragrant brocade gown, Fan Jin instantly looked a few years younger, and with his deliberate aura, Fang Yiai gave Fang Yiai the illusion that she was a different person.

"Why is this silk shop the only one on this street? If it wasn't for the county wearing official uniforms, he might have to sit on the ground and raise prices."

Fang Yiai touched the deflated purse and muttered softly.

Fan Jin shook his wide sleeves, and replied respectfully, "The county lords don't know something. Half a year ago, Mei Zhusheng and Wang Tong jointly increased the tax for doing business. Except for a few big shops, the small shops in the county have already You will be overwhelmed by the unnecessary silver tax, and more than [-]% of the shops in the city will be closed in just half a year."

"What! How dare they increase the silver tax without permission?" Knowing Wang and Mei's abominable behavior, Fang Yixin was sullen, and hurried all the way back to the inner office, ready to argue with Mei Zhusheng, that old fox.

But when Fang Yiai seized on Mei Zhusheng and was about to confront him face to face, the old fox got the news that Wang Tong was beaten up in the street, and the soles of his feet slicked.

Unable to find Mei Zhusheng, Fang Yiai had no choice but to be depressed, and took Fan Jinin to the study room of the inner office. After arranging Baduan to help Fan Jin sort out the bank and tax books, the county magistrate slipped back quietly. In the study room, I am busy arranging the matter of opening the warehouse and releasing the grain tomorrow.

After working until late at night, Fang Yiai finally finalized all the matters concerning the distribution of food, and walked out of the study, only to see Qin Jingniang lying on the dining table and taking a nap. The closed door indicated that Fan Jin and Ba Duan had already prepared food. It's over.

Sitting in front of the dining table, Fang Yi's love eyes caressed Qin Jingniang's jade-like cheek tenderly, and said in a low voice, "Jingniang, I made you suffer."

Qin Jingniang had already woken up when Fang Yiai caressed her cheeks. Now that she heard her husband's sympathy, she naturally wouldn't complain.

"The husband sings and the wife follows, this is Jingniang's duty, He Lang, hurry up and finish eating the wontons." Qin Jingniang smiled and opened the dishes, only to see that the wontons, which had been reheated three times before, had already cooled completely.

"Ah, the food is getting cold, I'm going to warm it up." Qin Jingniang just got up, and was dragged by Fang Yi'ai to sit down again, "Good Jingniang, no matter how hot this wonton is, it might turn into porridge, right? Cold There’s nothing wrong with just eating, anyway, it’s already summer, so eat cold to cool off the heat.”

Qin Jingniang watched with her own eyes as Fang Yiai finished eating the wontons with a smile, and was about to clean up the dishes, but was embraced by her husband a little domineeringly, and hurriedly went to the tent to take pity on her.

Early the next morning, Fang Yiai got up early and was brushing her teeth with a loofah and green salt when Fan Jin and Ba Duan came to the door together.

"Xianzun, students go early and come back early, and try to come back before noon." Fan Jin dressed his heart, and washed his slightly sloppy cheeks three times last night. At this moment, it is not an exaggeration to describe this old scholar with a new look. .

Fang Yiai spat out the mouthwash, got up and said to Fan Jin with a smile: "Just come back before the curfew, and say hello to my aunt and sister-in-law for me."

"Ba Duan, follow Master Fan to Shuanghuaishu, don't be naughty." Fang Yiai smiled and touched the top of Ba Duan's head, saying dotingly, ignoring Fan Jin whose eyes were flushed with emotion.

"Understood, sir."

Both Ba Duan and Fan Jin walked out of the inner yamen, Fang Yiai stared at their backs for a while, then returned to the room and changed into official clothes, holding the draft written last night, went to the lobby to give instructions to the slaves Start preparing for the opening of the warehouse to release grain.

When she came to the court, Fang Yiai couldn't believe her eyes. There were only two Zaolis left in the original team of eight policemen and eight Zaolis, and the remaining 14 people had all absented from work.

"What's going on? Why are you two left?" Fang Yiai walked into the courtroom, curious and sullen.

The two Zaolis looked at each other, and said falteringly, "Reporting to my lord, they all asked for leave."

"Ask for leave? I'm afraid he is demonstrating against the county? Blaming the county for beating Wang Tong yesterday? Where is Wang Tong?"

Fang Yiai knew the reason for the police strike, she sat in the courtroom sullenly, and asked angrily.

"Report to my lord, Wang Tong. Wang Tong was released from prison by Mr. Mei, and went to the Caozhou government office to sue my lord!"

(End of this chapter)