A car accident, our family of three crossed

The Wan family had been in prison for several days and had never had a full meal. The food that the bailiffs brought today was cold and hard, and some was even rotten. The Wan family was used to a life of having no worries about food and clothing, and such food was unbearable for them.

Wan Baolu, who didn't want to eat rotten food but couldn't bear the hunger, protested: "What is this? How can this be eaten by humans?"

The yamen runner mocked, "Be content with having leftovers. You should be thankful that what was delivered today was not a feast of fish or meat."

Wan Baolu didn't understand for a moment and shouted, "What do you mean? It was you who withheld our food, right? I'm going to report you."

"Tsk, a felonious criminal only deserves to eat these. Do you want to eat delicious food? Wait until the day you are executed by guillotine!" The bailiff said coldly and ignored them.

When the other members of the Wan family heard that they were going to be executed by guillotine, the timid ones started to cry and wail, "Wuwuwu... I don't want to die. Why did it turn out like this..."

The feeling of despair spread to others, and everyone thought that he was doomed this time. All the hatred was directed at the culprit who brought the Wan family into the abyss. They accused and cursed him, and there was no longer any fear of the young master as before.

Master Wan was surrounded by the noisy voices and had a severe headache. He shouted, "Stop making noises. You have enough energy to make noises now that you are full, right?"

In the cell next door where the women were imprisoned, one of Master Wan's concubines could no longer stand it and complained, "Master, you always protect the eldest young master. It was obviously him who caused us to die with him, but you still want to protect him until death. After all, he is the legitimate son. He is either a loser or a troublemaker. But no matter how big the trouble he causes, you will protect him, Master."

"Just shut up." Master Wan was so angry that he became embarrassed.

But the aunt yelled back: "Why should I shut up? I just want to speak. I'm almost dying. Can't I just speak my mind?"

"Shut up, I told you to shut up. Who said we were going to die? Things haven't come to that point yet. Who are you cursing at?"

Mr. Wan remembered what Peng Desheng said that day. He knew that when the last resort came, he had to know the pros and cons. Now all his hopes were placed on Peng Desheng. He hoped that he could handle the situation out there.

However, he had no idea at all. Since his family was imprisoned, Peng Desheng had never visited them once.

The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he felt. Master Wan stood up, slammed the bars of the cell and shouted, "Someone, come quickly, I want to see the county magistrate..."

The jailer who was drinking outside glanced back at them and said, "I advise you to save your energy! Let me remind you that you are suspected of treason, which is a capital crime. Who dares to come to see you at this time? Who is not afraid of being regarded as an accomplice?"

But he had just finished speaking and turned around to see a man coming out from the dark corner of the corridor. It was the county magistrate Peng Desheng. He quickly changed his expression, "Hey! County magistrate, you are here." Seeing the other party's dark face, he knew that everything he said just now had been heard. He could only pretend that he didn't know, "Well, I will wait outside, you two chat, you two chat."

Peng Desheng talked about something with the Wan family. He stayed in there for half an hour and then came out. Before leaving, he gave the jailer some silver and asked him to buy some decent food. Thanks to him, the whole Wan family finally had a hot meal.

Song Ning originally thought that after the rumors, Zhou Huan would temporarily restrict Zhou Ru's freedom to go out, or at least restrict her from coming to Shangtang Village. But this time she was wrong. Not only was Zhou Ru's freedom not restricted, but she came to Shangtang Village again after just two days.

This time, they clearly felt that the people in Shangtang Village had become more friendly. They would greet them when they saw their carriage passing by, and they no longer felt strange being stared at with strange eyes. Regardless of the reason, at least the current attitude of the people made Zhou Ru feel a lot more at ease.

When Song Ning saw Zhou Ru, she spoke frankly about her thoughts: "I thought you would be grounded."

"Hehe, that's what I thought at first."

To be honest, Zhou Ru was a bit nervous at first. She had stayed in the mansion obediently for two days and was very bored. This morning, she tentatively asked for permission. Unexpectedly, her father had no intention of stopping her and agreed readily.

Zhao Kunshen was very confused about this. They were just a country family. What was there to befriend? Moreover, Zhou Ru was framed by someone and had an inseparable relationship with their family. They should have stopped their contact.

However, Zhou Huan's attitude was always very confusing. He was neither too warm nor too cold towards Hang Shuheng and his wife. He would not interfere too much with Zhou Ru's friendship with them. At least in their few contacts, Zhou Huan thought that the couple was worthy of friendship in terms of character.

As for how to view the couple in the future, he still had to wait for the master's instructions. A few days ago, Zhou Yin had already set out with the caravan, carrying the sign and his handwritten letter. According to calculations, they would arrive in the capital soon.

"It's rare for Ru'er to make such a close friend, let her be!"

"Who can tell whether he is a close friend or has ulterior motives?" Zhao Kunshen always held an opposing opinion.

Zhou Huan said indifferently: "I believe in my own judgment of people, so Lord Zhao, please don't worry about it. You should focus more on business!" He still had many complaints about the prefect for his previous handling of the Shangtang Village incident.

Zhao Kunshen knew that he should not provoke the shopkeeper Zhou recently. Whatever he said now would be wrong. He stroked his beard and shut up wisely.

Zhou Ru came this time to bring the latest news about the Wan family incident. "In three days, the Wan family will be brought to trial, and Uncle Zhao will preside over the trial personally."

"Is the trial going to take place so soon?"

"Yes! Sister Song, what do you think will be the final outcome of the Wan family?"

"I don't know that either."

Both of them were somewhat curious about the ending of the Wan family, and they could not help but look at Hang Shuheng. Facing their eager eyes, Hang Shuheng gave several possibilities: "Either death, exile, or losing money to avoid disaster." The specific outcome depends on how the prefect decides.

Song Ning and Zhou Ru fell silent. Song Ning couldn't help but sigh that the majesty of the country's laws was indeed inviolable. People should be careful in what they say and do. Even if you accidentally say something wrong, it may bring disaster upon yourself.