Huang Zhiniang's body was carried into the court, and Huang Amaranth knelt beside him and cried in tears.

The guard reported that Huang Zhiniang was kept in a small cell alone and was kept tightly. No one contacted her except the guards and the prison guards who delivered three meals. Huang Zhiniang initially shouted and scolded her, and then hit her with her head against the wall. They were afraid that she would seek death, so they tied her up. Huang Zhiniang cried and laughed, scolded and sang all day long, and fell asleep when she woke up. When there was no movement today, they thought that Huang Zhiniang was tired and fell asleep again. Unexpectedly, when she was delivering the meal, she opened the door and found that she was lying straight and exhausted.

Feng Tai's face turned pale after he sat in the case.

He checked the body in detail with the coroner, but there was no sign of poisoning or other murder. He died of his heart and strength.

Huang Zhiniang was crazy, was very happy and furious, and died of epilepsy, which was reasonable.

Feng Tai's gaze flew over King Huai who was sitting upright, and Yun Yu beside King Huai, and fell into the hall.

"The criminal Huang Amaranth, although your mother has died, she has been kidnapped and murdered the prince and the prince Lan. The crime has not been paid yet. As an accomplice, you must bear the crime even more."

Huang Amaranth choked and crawled, and a voice suddenly sounded outside the hall: "She is not an accomplice."

Feng Tai paused, Qi Tan stepped into the court, Lan Hui hesitated outside the threshold and followed him in.

The hall was silent for a moment. Huang Amaranth raised her face covered with tears and looked at Qi Tan. Qi Tan did not look at her, and walked straight to the middle of the lobby and stood up high.

"She is not an accomplice. She took us to her house at that time, but she didn't know that her mother would harm people. Later, because she helped us, we could escape. The injuries on her body were beaten by her mother because she helped us."

Lan Hui nodded.

Feng Tai frowned: "But..." King Huai smiled and turned sideways: "Feng Qing, since there is testimony, this little girl is not only innocent, but also has the power to save her. Let her go."

After Feng Tai sat back on the case, he patted another give in: "Take Gong Ye and his wife, the head of Beiba Township, Shun'an County."

Gong Ye and his wife knelt down with the yamen runner into the hall, and Feng Tai looked down at his head.

"More than ten years ago, your son raped the civilian wife Huang and was arrested. You two should ask about the crime of deceiving Xiezong. Our family thought that you were old and could be exempted from prison, but you two asked you to bring Huang Amaranth back and raise him for life."

Gong Ye and his wife kowtowed repeatedly, but Huang Aoxian took two steps to kowtow to the hall: "Report to the prefect of the prefect, the daughter of the people, and ask the daughter to convict the daughter of the people, and I want to be a slave and a servant, and I only ask the father to be kind and let my mother's body be buried! Please ask the father to be kind."

Feng Taili shouted: "Bold! The majesty of the court is like a market, and you can bargain? The criminal woman Huang Zhiniang, who is kidnapped and murdered the prince, should be punished by lingchi, and she will die with her body, and she must not be spared!"

Huang Amaranth still kowtowed repeatedly.

Feng Tai attacked the gavel again: "Get out!"

The yamen runner dragged Huang Amaranth out of the hall. Gong Ye and his wife wanted to pull her away, and they cried together. Qi Tan stood in the corridor, looked at the place from afar, and turned to King Huai: "Uncle, when I was caught by that crazy woman, she also contradicted me. Why not transfer her to somewhere as a slave and treat her well."

King Huai smiled and rubbed his head: "This little girl really can't live a good life after going to her grandparents' house. But the court's decision cannot be changed without changing."

Qi Tan bulged his cheeks.

Zhang Ping left the court and looked up and saw Lan Jue standing not far away with Lan Hui. Lan Hui saluted him: "Mr. Zhang!"

Zhang Ping was about to meet him when a cold voice came from behind him: "Magistrate Zhang."

Zhang Ping turned around and bowed to Feng Tai. Feng Tai said simply: "Come."

Zhang Ping silently followed Feng Tai to the backyard affairs hall. Feng Tai sat behind the table and waved his hand to pick up a booklet with him.

"The case has been settled, and our government will submit the document to the court. In this case, you are uneasy, have no rules and regulations, and have made arbitrary decisions. You are planning to commit nine major and fourteen minor mistakes, a total of twenty-three articles. Our government will record them in detail one by one, and report them to the Ministry of Personnel to record them in the examination paper. What punishment should you punish? Should you pick up the black veil on your head? After our government reports, the court will decide."

Zhang Ping lowered his head: "I understand, I understand."

Feng Tai narrowed his eyes slightly: "Before the result, you should reflect carefully and be diligent in government affairs. Be sure to remember that in an official position, you must always be loyal to your duties. You are the magistrate, not the head of the criminal house. What you should be at ease is the people's livelihood in a county. Examination and verification of disciplines depends on whether the people of this county live and work in peace, rather than the fact that you have found several criminals."

Zhang Ping bowed: "Sir, obey the order."

The yamen runner standing under the corridor watched Zhang Ping leave the affairs hall with sympathy and walk into the yard.

Zhang Ping returned to the front yard and looked at it. He heard from the yamen runners that Mr. Lan had already gone back to the tent with King Huai. Most of the people in the county tent were also said to have gone to the tent to serve. Zhang Ping walked through the quiet courtyard and returned to the side wing to read the official documents alone. A figure flashed outside the door.

"A Ping, A Ping."

Zhang Ping looked up and Wumei leaned into half of his body against the door frame: "A Ping, I didn't disturb you, can I get into this room?"

Zhang Ping immediately got up and dragged it over the chair: "Senior Brother."

Wumei stepped into the door: "Hey, don't move, I'll move the stool myself." He looked outside again, closed the door with his backhand, and placed the carrying box in his hand on the table.

"You have been tired for so many days and I feel that you haven't made up for it. I'll bring you some food."

Zhang Ping looked at the box and said, "You can't eat or drink in any official business."

Wumei said a word, immediately lifted the food box from the table, and smiled awkwardly: "Aping, you see, senior brother doesn't know anything, it's causing you trouble."

Zhang Ping opened the door and held Wumei's sleeve: "Let's go, senior brother, let's go here."

Lan Jue finally escaped from King Huai and then returned to the county government.

These days, he has not been able to thank Lan Hui for all kinds of miscellaneous things in person. Bypassing the corner of the house, he saw Zhang Ping and Wumei heading to the backyard together. Lan Jue stopped and called the yamen runner who was about to report, and smiled and said, "Don't tell Zhang Magistrate Zhang, the headquarters will come back later."

Zhang Ping took Wumei to the wisteria shed in the small garden in the backyard of the county government. There was a small stone table and a few small stools made of wooden stakes. Zhang Ping blew the table and took the food box from Wumei to put it on the table. Wumei looked around and looked around: "Aping, this place is a bit like the loofah shed in the backyard of our Taoist temple."

Zhang Ping nodded: "Yes." He opened the food box and was filled with a large bowl of elm seed noodles.

Wumei rubbed his hands: "Aping, do you still remember? At that time, I carried a grain bag and got mixed noodles. I went to the tree to get enough elm seeds. We hid under the melon shed, made a fire and stewed this in a small jar, and almost burned the shed. There was no oil and salt, and it tasted so good. I wonder if you still like it now. The elm seeds on your side are bigger than those on our side, and the things in the government mansion are different."

Zhang Ping nodded. Of course he remembered that when he was a child, he was short and thin, so he could only help his master with errands. His senior brother was tall and could go to the grain store to carry grain bags to earn subsidies. He often put some miscellaneous grains leaked from the grain bags in his pocket.

When Zhang Pingai was running errands, he slipped under the window of the teahouse and heard about the story. If he delayed the matter, he was punished by his uncle. He couldn't eat and had to chop firewood. When it was dark, his senior brother came to help and brought him something to eat.

There is a big elm tree in the yard of the Taoist temple. In spring, everyone goes to get enough elm seeds. The senior brother often picks the elm seeds and stews them secretly, and uses noodles to make elm seeds and fish to eat them. He is caught by his uncle.

Once, Zhang Ping and Wumei were caught and beaten hard by the uncle. The uncle asked if he dared it. Wumei cried and shouted, "I will eat it, I miss my mother, I will eat it!" Zhang Ping realized that the senior brother was different from him. When his parents died, the older they had already remembered it, but the older they were, the more they forgot it. They couldn't even remember the face of their mother. They remembered that when they were young, they loved to make elm seed fish, and he and his father sat on a small stool at the door of the kitchen to eat.

Zhang Ping took out the bowl, handed the spoon to Wumei, and picked up the chopsticks: "Senior brother, let's eat together."

Wumei waved his hand: "I ate it when I made it. I left this bowl for you, so eat it quickly."

Zhang Ping took the chopsticks and dialed it in the bowl: "This piece of noodles is too much, I want it. Senior brother, I have too many elm seeds, I'll give it to you."

Wumei grinned, took the spoon and sat down on the small stool: "Okay."

"When Yu Chu entered the master's sect, all the matters were taught by his senior brother.

My senior brother preached to me. The first chapter talked about Chapter 67 of the "True Sutra of Morality": I have three treasures, so I can keep them and protect them. One is kindness, the second is frugality, and the third is not daring to be the first in the world.

At that time, I was very disdainful. I could recite this sutra when I was three or four years old. I read almost all the annotations in the world. Why do you need to teach me?

My senior brother did not blame me for being disrespectful, and he still taught me carefully.

Now I remember my senior brother, and the situation that day appeared at the same time.

Compassion is the kindness of all things equally; frugality is the natural way of things, simple and inaction; I dare not be the first in the world, because the world has its own way, and all can be my teacher. Everything has no self, so how can I be the first?
Chapter completed!