Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

He took out a hundred-tael silver note from his pocket and put it on his back.

"Will it be gone now?"

The top courtesan, you're treated like royalty.

"Chief镖, Tingting really doesn't know how to push back, please forgive her."

He took out another hundred taels.

"massage."

Tingting shook her head.

He then took out another hundred taels.

"Wash your feet."

Tingting shook her head.

He took out one thousand taels.

"Back massage and foot washing".

Tingting shook her head again.

"Please, Chief Escort, show some respect."

Zheng Qian was unhappy.

Lichun Pavilion is just for fun, what are you doing?

You think the money isn't enough?

Conquer, we must conquer, and we must conquer with money.

"Miss Tingting, I need your help with something. My son is trapped in a long, hard pipe, and he's feeling very uncomfortable. I need you to rescue him and give him a change of scenery. How much would you charge, Miss Tingting?"

"Huh? Chief Escort Zheng already has a son? Where is he? Saving lives is the priority, why are you talking about money?"

After saying that, Tingting saw Zheng Qian's erection and then realized what was going on.

Pshaw, that's indecent.

Tingting bowed, her face flushed, but her eyes were very serious.

“Chief Escort Zheng, although I work at the Lichun Pavilion, I sell my art but not my body. Even if you offer me mountains of gold and silver, I will not cross the line. Please respect yourself.”

What a disappointment, what a disappointment!

If a woman of the world doesn't engage with the world, what's the point of her life?

Most importantly, they don't value money.

After putting on his clothes and putting away the silver notes, Zheng Qian walked out of the Jiazi room.

It's not that I, the镖头 (bodyguard/escort), am unwilling to pay more; it's just that they don't care about money.

A fine young man like me has no worries about finding a girl; I'm done with this.

The madam at the door was very eloquent.

"Chief Escort Zheng, that was fast!"

quick?

Who's faster?

Even if it were fast, it wouldn't have given them a chance to be fast at all.

"This镖头 (bodyguard/escort) is not happy. I just don't want to play anymore. I'm going home to sleep."

The madam gave a wink, and immediately several girls surrounded her.

"Hey head镖师, go play with Xiaoli, you can play however you want."

"Yes, we can play together, as long as the head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) likes it."

Zheng Qian waved his hand dismissively, ignoring these people, and walked away on his own.

Even if you offered me money, I wouldn't come to a place like this again.

As soon as Zheng Qian walked downstairs, the madam rushed into room A.

"Tingting, are you alright?"

"I am fine."

"If anyone acts recklessly, don't forget to pull up the mosquito net and release the sleeping pill."

Tingting nodded. Many people who came in couldn't help but touch her inappropriately, but in the end, they were all drugged and rendered unconscious by her.

Zheng Qian was the only one who spent money in a civilized manner, but didn't force the issue when they couldn't reach an agreement.

He may not be a good person, but he is definitely a person with principles.

Should she collaborate with him? Tingting was torn.

Early the next morning, Zheng Qian and Zhang Tiezhu were practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard when two constables arrived and took Zheng Qian to the county government office.

Zheng Qian only learned from the information revealed by the constables on the way that the black bear had died and someone had filed a complaint against him at the county government early that morning.

They had both witnesses and physical evidence, and they personally saw Zheng Qian kill the black bear with a table leg.

"Ascension to the Hall."

"Mighty~Wu~"

"You audacious scoundrel, how dare you trespass on a private residence and kill a hoopoe!"

Hoopoe is the name of a black bear, but Zheng Qian didn't know that, and he wasn't familiar with it.

"My lord, who is Dai Sheng? I don't know him. Why would I kill him if I have no grudge against him? I hope you can see the truth."

"Good brother, the hoopoe is a black bear."

The speaker was Hua Zhongzheng, the man who kept calling him his good brother, who was actually the plaintiff, accusing Zheng Qian of killing his good brother Dai Sheng.

With the county magistrate away, all matters, large and small, naturally fell to the county assistant magistrate, Zhu Zhi.

"I ask you, did you go to the hoopoe's residence last night?"

"Yes, I've been there."

"Did you and the hoopoe have any argument or fight?"

"No."

An argument? Does him calling me grandpa count?

Fight? I only kicked him once, there was no fight.

"You still want to argue in court? Guards, give him thirty lashes!"

"Who dares?"

Zheng Qian shouted loudly, staring at the county magistrate.

Article 317 of the Criminal Law of Wuyan State stipulates that if the confession is insufficient, torture shall not be used. The best course of action is to question the defendant based on the confession and to obtain the truth of the case without torture. The worst course of action is to obtain the truth of the case through torture.

The adults did not provide a confession, nor did they investigate the facts; they immediately resorted to torture to extract a confession, which is against the laws of Wuyang.

The confession is essentially the plaintiff's written charge of the crime. As for witnesses and physical evidence, they are presented if they exist, and torture is inflicted if they don't.

The laws of Wuyang are riddled with loopholes and have resulted in numerous wrongful convictions.

Zheng Qian's words left the constables standing still, unsure whether to continue the torture, and also earned the approval of the onlookers.

"Since ancient times, forced confessions have often resulted in wrongful convictions. Torture is worse than death, so it's better to confess and die."

"If the magistrate were here, he wouldn't have come to interrogate me right away."

"Hey, you guys still believe in the law? How naive."

Zhu Zhi's face darkened. He hadn't expected Zheng Qian to know anything about the law. Public opinion was also putting pressure on him. Which official doesn't care about his reputation?

"Very well, I will make you confess your crimes in a way that you will be convinced of your guilt. Clerk, read out the charges."

The clerk in charge of recruiting clients was responsible for filling out forms, taking notes, and submitting statements for the plaintiffs, providing the basis for the county magistrate's judgment, and also reading out the indictments.

"Dai Sheng is an upright and kind man who has won the Seven Good Street Citizen Award... Zheng Qian of Zheng Le Escort Agency broke into a private residence at night and committed a brutal crime..."

Five pages, a full five pages, describing his brutal killings, followed by more than a dozen bright red handprints.

"May I ask, sir, who provided this charge?"

"Good brother, it's me."

Hua Zhongzheng eagerly answered, a smug look on his face.

He was the plaintiff, the charges were his own, the clerk wrote them, and someone finally revised them overnight.

First, it lists the good deeds of the black bear, such as being helpful, friendly to neighbors, helping old ladies cross the road, and mediating marital conflicts.

Finally, it describes how Zheng Qian brutally killed the black bear.

Good heavens, he kept calling me his good brother, but in five pages of paper he convicted me of murder, and my name was mentioned eighty-two times.

You're such a good brother to me.

"Heroes, rid the people of this scourge!"

"Zheng, the镖头 (bodyguard/escort), is young and promising, but unfortunately, he can't outmaneuver the officials."

"Chief Escort Zheng, well done!"

boom.

Zhu Zhi slammed the gavel heavily on the table, making a loud noise, and everyone consciously shut up.

"Zheng Qian, do you plead guilty?"

Wu Yanguo did not kneel; instead, they performed a cupped-hand salute with the right hand covering the left.

Zheng Qian bowed respectfully, neither humble nor arrogant.

"My lord, the charges are based solely on the plaintiff's testimony, and the content is entirely fabricated. I urge you to investigate thoroughly."

"Slander? It seems you won't admit defeat until you're faced with the truth. Call in a witness."

As soon as Zhu Zhi finished speaking, more than a dozen people came out of the side hall, including a stretcher.

These people are henchmen of the Black Bear Gang, and the person lying on the stretcher is Liu Qiang.

Liu Qiang's legs were bent irregularly, and his chest was sunken. If he did not receive medical treatment, he might lose his life here.

Cuihua's hands were also simply bandaged, her face swollen like a pig's head; the two of them had endured hellish torment last night.

First, she glared at Zheng Qian with hatred, then Cuihua knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"My lord, please do justice for me! Last night, my husband Liu Qiang took me to visit Dai Sheng's house. Zheng Qian jumped down from the roof and brutally murdered Dai Sheng."

My husband and I tried to persuade him, but he beat my husband Liu Qiang so badly that he was seriously injured. He didn't even spare me, a woman, and did...doed those shameful things to me. Please, Your Honor, do justice for me! Waaah..."