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hiss.

Magistrate Zhang pretended to be calm, but his bent hands betrayed his inner unrest and his attention was focused on Jiusu.

"So, Miss Jiu, how do you think we can get rid of this tiger?"

"If you want to get rid of a tiger, you have to strike at its vital point." Jiusu said, "I am very sure that the man did not die from drinking wine. The truth will be revealed tomorrow when the court is in session. This matter must be related to Wang Daozhi. At that time, you can charge him with abusing his power for personal gain and send him back to Lingcheng."

Magistrate Zhang's expression changed slightly.

Jiusu's eyes darkened slightly. No, the county magistrate's reaction was not right. Could it be that the corpse was also related to the county magistrate?

Oops, that was careless.

She lowered her eyes, her whole body was somewhat cold, "I have another important matter to tell you, sir. The people above have taken a fancy to Jiang Jing. In a few days, the imperial edict of reward will arrive here. If Jiang Jing gets into trouble, Lingcheng will definitely be held accountable. And you think the first person to take action will be the prefect, or Wang Daozhi."

Magistrate Zhang sat blankly on the wooden chair.

The person above him? The emperor? The prince? Prince Chang? He couldn't afford to offend any of them. "If Jiang Jing gets into trouble in Suming County, I will definitely be held responsible. But even if they have taken a fancy to Jiang Jing, hiding the truth from the public seems like a small matter, right?"

A gleam of light flashed in Jiusu's eyes.

It turns out that all officials are old foxes.

"I can only tell you, sir. This matter is very important. It is a national event, more important than heaven. Moreover, we cannot grow wings and fly away. There is no benefit in deceiving you, sir."

Magistrate Zhang patted his chest, his face filled with shock.

I keep imagining the identities of the people above, and is Jiang Jing just a fugitive?

He thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, I will cooperate with you."

The sky outside has turned cloudy.

[Congratulations to the host for passing the "Worship the God of Wealth" and obtaining the Blood Replenishing and Refreshing Pills, which have been put into the backpack]

A gust of wind blew.

Blood-replenishing and mind-refreshing pills?

She stopped in the courtyard, covered her chest with a bad feeling, turned around and asked, "Sir County Magistrate, can I go see Jiang Jing? I want to ask him for details. This way, maybe my chances of winning will be better."

Magistrate Zhang didn't believe it, but what could he do?

He curled his lips and said, "Miss Jiu, please follow me."

The jailer was dozing against the wall. When he saw the county magistrate coming, he stood up straight. Suddenly he thought of something and hurried to stop him. "Sir, why are you here? If you have anything to say, just tell me to go."

"Get out of the way." County Magistrate Zhang was already feeling annoyed.

He kicked the prison open and rolled his eyes. He was the county magistrate, and the prison was like his home. He could come whenever he wanted and do whatever he wanted. Did he need a small yamen runner to ask him about it? He was really too bold and didn't think things through.

The prison was still following beside, nodding and bowing, as if trying to stop him.

"Sir, if you have anything to say, just tell me..."

"hiss…"

A pained sound was heard in the distance.

Jiusu's breathing stagnated slightly. The sound of whips startled her and she quickly walked away following the sound.

At this time, Magistrate Zhang also came to his senses, grabbed the jailer's ears, pulled him forward, and asked, "You bastard, tell me, what are you hiding from me? You are sneaking around like that, and if you don't tell me, I'll kill you!"

The yamen runner trembled and said, "The county magistrate..."

Snapped!

The whip was so strong and cruel that the skin and flesh were torn apart.

There were dishes and wine on the table in front.

Jiang Jing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staggered to his feet with the help of the wall, his vision blurred, he fell down suddenly, but it was not the hard ground, a familiar smell came to his nose, he forced himself to open his eyes and look.

"Asu..."

"Jiang Jing! I'm here, don't be afraid." Jiusu supported him with her body, took out the pills she had just obtained, stuffed them into his mouth, and thanked the God of Wealth again in her heart. She glanced at him coldly and said, "Wang Daozhi, are you using lynching?"

Wang Daozhi's hatred grew stronger and stronger, and he ordered: "Come here, hold her down! She actually obstructed public affairs and broke into the prison privately!"

For a long time, no one came forward.

"Where are the people? Someone come!"

He turned around and suddenly met Zhang Tu's deep eyes.

Magistrate Zhang smiled meaningfully, "Lord Wang, you are so impressive. Are my men working well for you? Do you have any other instructions? May I be of service?"

Wang Daozhi slowly calmed down and hurriedly explained.

"My Lord County Magistrate, you are really embarrassing me. I am just a small county magistrate. How can I compare with you? This is my humble servant's gift. Since you are so busy with official duties, I just wanted to help you with the interrogation first.

Unexpectedly, this lowly exile was ignorant and refused to confess, but he made a lot of noise. "

Magistrate Zhang snorted coldly. Did he take him for a fool? He smiled and said, "Really? Thank you for your hard work. I thought Lord Wang was seeking revenge for personal gain."

Wang Daozhi quickly flattered, "How dare I, how dare I."

The bracelet lit up, showing the word poison.

Jiusu looked around and her eyes fell on the food on the table. The words "execution meal" suddenly appeared in her mind. She said coldly: "This food is poisonous, Wang Daozhi, you clearly want to poison Jiang Jing!"

Magistrate Zhang took out a silver needle from his sleeve.

Sure enough, the silver needle turned black immediately, but his face was even darker than the silver needle. "Great, that's great. Lord Wang, you're even skipping the trial and helping me solve the case directly, right?"

Wang Daozhi frowned. He could tolerate the sarcasm, but why was Zhang Tu so angry? How clean was this dog?

But there's nothing he can do about it, because he is inferior to others.

Pulling Zhang Tu aside, he half flattered and half threatened: "Master Zhang, what are you doing? As long as you don't hinder me from killing Jiang Jing, I will definitely repay you with a great favor after the matter is accomplished. Besides, didn't you also participate in this matter?"

Magistrate Zhang asked back, "Do you have any evidence? I was just helping you find the drunk dead. I thought you wanted to investigate the case, but I didn't expect you were trying to frame someone."

After saying this, he didn't care how dark Wang Daozhi's face was.

He silently took a few steps back and stood next to Jiang Jing and Jiu Su.

Wang Daozhi understood everything and decided to throw in the towel. "Zhang Tu, do you want to hinder my good deeds? Believe it or not, I will tell the prefect that you are pretending to obey but secretly disobeying him! You don't even care about the prefect!"

"What's wrong with me being aboveboard?" Magistrate Zhang laughed dryly. "It's Lord Wang who has been so arrogant since he arrived. He doesn't even take me seriously. He even abuses private punishment and poisons people. I want to ask, do you respect the law, God, and the prefect?"

The two faced each other.

Each look was more ferocious than the other.

Wang Daozhi pulled out a dagger and stabbed Jiang Jing.

Before he could take a step, he was pinned to the ground by the bailiff, "Zhang Tu! You think you are a good person, bah, why are you talking to me about being aboveboard? You are ruining my business, the prefect will not let you go!"

Magistrate Zhang bent down and slapped Wang Daozhi's face, which was rubbed on the ground. "You should take care of yourself first. Take him away and keep him under good care. When this case is concluded, I will report the truth to the prefect!"

With cooperation, you will naturally not stay in a messy prison.

Jiang Jing moved to a clean place and lay on the wooden bed with a pale face.

The doctor felt the patient's pulse and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Ah! The injury is too severe. Fortunately, he took medicine in advance and is still alive. Otherwise, even a god would be useless. Change the bandages frequently and rest for half a month and he will be fine."