There is a lot of fog in the morning in Jiaozhi, and the mist covers the fields, which looks very artistic.

"Everyone comes out and go to the door to get the farm tools."

Xu Jingchang looked at the captive who was about to produce wealth for him with confidence, and couldn't help but feel sympathy, and then ordered: "Forget it, give two bags of rice for lunch."

The manager beside him was pounding his nose, thinking that with so many prisoners, what could he do with two extra bags of rice!

Li Liang was surrounded by like-minded people who developed yesterday. He took a hoe expressionlessly, then glanced at the roar in the distance, and whispered: "Take the fog, listen to my orders then!"

This is planning to escape, and the governor's yamen also ushered in a noticeable trial today.

Early in the morning, many men and women from Jiaozhi gathered outside the governor's office.

"It seems that I can go in and hear the case today."

"Hey! So what if I hear it, that little girl is dead!"

"Kill your husband! This is something that has not happened in many years. Lord Huang will definitely give her a knife."

"Stop talking, those women are staring at you!"

"What's wrong with staring at me? Do they still dare to make a comeback!"

The men all felt that the little girl would definitely be executed, but the women invited were a little sad.

The gate was opened from the inside, and a yamen runner shouted to the outside: "Come in, but you have to follow the rules, otherwise you will be beaten with a big stick!"

But even if they entered, these people could only stand outside the lobby and listen.

In the lobby, Huang Fu asked someone to bring the little girl up.

The little girl's face was beaten to a bruise and swollen by Wu Erhua, and her clothes were also torn. As soon as she came out, she aroused the sympathy of the women outside.

"What a sin!"

"I heard that Wu Erhua hit her with a big stick, so I couldn't help but fight back."

"But so what? Killing your husband is a death sentence, and the little girl will definitely be beheaded."

The men looked at Huang Fu excitedly, waiting for his words.

After Huang Fu asked a few words, he said with disgust: "Killing your husband is a serious crime, and he should be killed according to the law. I think you are a woman, so I will sentence you to hang him. Come and send him away!"

"Hey! I didn't even behead my head, what a pity!"

"Mr. Huang is too kind and ruthless. I think I should ride a wooden donkey with my little mother!"

“The pond is not bad too!”

“…”

The two yamen runners stepped forward and grabbed the little girl's arms and prepared to take her outside.

"Look, that wooden rack is for hanging!"

The onlookers all dodged a path, and someone shouted at the new wooden shelf next to them.

The height of this wooden shelf is about two meters. A rope with a condom at the tail has been hung on it, just waiting for the thin neck to be put in.

The little girl was taken out with a pale face. She kept looking at the gate, but there were only those onlookers who could not enter, and there was no savior that day that she promised.

All are lies! Fake! All are fake! Weiren are not trustworthy!

There are only a few dozen steps from the lobby to the wooden shelf, but these dozens of steps make the little girl feel that she has been so long.

When he was under the shelf, the yamen runner put down the rope, put it around her neck, and then stood on the bench with her in his arms.

The huge fear made the little girl scream: "Sir! Save me! Sir..."

But there was still no one at the door.

The rope cover had begun to tighten, and the little girl felt her body weak, and she did not fall down with the support of the two yamen runners.

my daughter!

What will happen to my daughter?

What will happen to her life after losing her mother?

A force rose up on the little girl's body, and she struggled hard, and her body working all year round almost made both yamen runners unable to hold on to her.

"Kick the stool!"

A yamen runner was scratched by his mother and kicked the stool over with anger.

"Ga!"

Due to panic, the stool did not kick far away. The little girl tried her best to reach it a little, but the tight rope around her neck was constantly harvesting her not much strength...

"big……"

Although the weight of the whole body was not on the rope, the numbness on the toes made the little girl despair. She seemed to have seen the god of death waiting in the sky.

"grown ups……"

Just when she felt her calf was already cramping, her eyes covered in sweat saw the crowd at the gate scattering like a tide.

"Get out!"

A face that made the little girl feel unforgettable, and this face was filled with anxiety and anger.

"grown ups……"

Fang Xing was so angry that he looked around for his little girl as soon as he came in. When he saw the little girl trembling violently because of her tightness, he shouted:

"Little Knife!"

Fang Xing ran towards Xiao Niang, and Xiao Dao's hand, smiling behind him, raised his sword's light and flashed by.

"Well!"

As soon as he relaxed, the little girl's calves suddenly twitched, and then her whole body was hung on the rope cover and swayed.

I'm dead...

The little girl looked at Fang Xing who was running hard, and a smile couldn't help but rise from the corner of her mouth.

Sir, I know you want to save me...

It's just too late!

Thank you, sir...

"Bang!"

The little girl who had just given up struggling felt her body sinking, and then she fell into Fang Xing's hands.

"Big...cough cough...huh...huh..."

The little girl looked at Fang Xing's face, and tears fell from her eyes, and she hugged him and howled.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

Fang Xing stood there awkwardly. After the little girl's crying was slightly reduced, she put her down and rushed into the lobby with great momentum.

Huang Fu was just getting up and going out to see what happened, but Fang Xing stopped him at the door.

"Mr. Huang, why did you attack Xiaoniang?"

Fang Xing was so arrogant that even the onlookers could not bear to watch.

This martial arts honor is indeed unreasonable!

Xiao Niang’s case is the power of the Chief Secretary. What does it mean to be a lie?

Huang Fu said in surprise: "Bo Xinghe, this woman killed her husband and should be executed according to the law. I will be tolerated by the official's sentence to hang her. "

Fang Xing said unwillingly, "I dare to ask Lord Huang, what is this little girl doing?"

"Kill your husband!"

"Why did she kill her husband?"

"Arguing!"

"Arguing?" Fang Xing sneered: "Brother Ben went to Xiaoma's house to check. That day, Xiaoma went out to work, Wu Erhua slept at home until midnight before getting up. When Xiaoma came home to cook lunch, she let her daughter fall down and ignore it. Xiaoma said a few words, but what was it for?"

Fang Xing turned around and faced the bystanders, and said with anger: "After just saying a few words, Wu Erhua would pick up a big stick and beat the little girl. If the little girl hadn't resisted desperately, she would have died that day!"

The women watching all looked unbearable, but in this place where patriarchal power was dominant, their opinions were like the chirping of insects in summer, weak and powerless.

"But I can't bear it!"

Fang Xingkeng said strongly: "Who was not born from his mother? Who doesn't have a mother? Can you bear it when your mother is beaten with a stick by a lazy father?"

"I can't help it!"

Fang Xing pointed at the little lady who was drinking water and said disdainfully: "How lucky is Wu Erhua to find such a wife?"
Chapter completed!