Chapter 539

In the morning of Jiaozhi, there are many mists, and the mist shrouds the fields. It looks very artistic conception.

"Come out and get farm tools at the door."

Xu Jingchang looked at the prisoners who were about to produce wealth for him. He couldn't help feeling pity. He ordered, "just give two more bags of rice for lunch."

The steward around him was jumping with his eyelids, thinking what could be done with so many prisoners and two more bags of rice!

Li Liang was surrounded by like-minded people who developed yesterday. He took a hoe expressionless, then looked at the distant Rangers and whispered, "take advantage of the fog and listen to my orders at that time!"

There are plans to escape, and the chief secretary's Yamen has also ushered in an eye-catching trial today.

Early in the morning, many Jiaozhi men and women gathered outside the chief secretary's Yamen.

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

"Hey! What if I listen to it? The little girl is dead!"

"Killing her husband! It hasn't happened for many years. Lord Huang will give her a knife."

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

"What's wrong with staring at me! Don't they dare to turn the sky!"

Men all think that the little girl will be executed, while those invited women are a little sad.

The gate was opened from the inside, and a yamen shouted to the outside, "come in, but you have to obey the rules, or you'll get out with a big stick!"

But even if they go in, these people can only stand outside the lobby and listen.

In the lobby, Huang Fu asked people to bring her up.

The little girl's face was bruised by Wu Erhua, and her clothes were ragged. As soon as she came out, she aroused the sympathy of those women outside.

"What a sin!"

"I heard that Wu Erhua hit her with a big stick. I couldn't help fighting back."

"But what can I do? Killing a husband is a capital crime. I'm sure I'll be beheaded."

The men looked at Huang Fu excitedly and waited for his sentence.

After Huang Fu asked a few words, he said with disgust on his face: "killing a husband is a felony. It should be beheaded according to the law. I think you are a woman, so I will sentence you to hang. Come on, send me!"

"Hey! It's a pity that you didn't cut off your head!"

"Lord Huang is too kind-hearted. I think we should ride the little girl on a wooden donkey!"

"Sinking pond is also good!"

“……”

Two yamen servants came forward and grabbed the little girl's arms, ready to take her outside.

"Look, that wooden shelf is used for hanging!"

Onlookers at Jiaozhi all dodged a path, and someone shouted, pointing to new wooden frames nearby.

The wooden frame is about two meters high. A rope with a cover at the end has been hung on it, waiting for the thin neck to be covered.

The little girl was brought out pale. She couldn't help looking at the gate, but there were only those onlookers who couldn't get in. There was no savior agreed that day.

It's all lies! Fake! It's all fake! A wise man cannot be trusted!

From the lobby to the wooden frame, there are only dozens of steps, but these tens of steps make me feel that it is as long as my life.

When he got under the shelf, the Yamen put the rope sleeve down, put it around her neck, and then stood on the bench with her.

Great fear made the little girl Scream: "my Lord! Help me! My lord..."

But the man still didn't appear at the door.

The rope sleeve had begun to tighten. The little girl only felt that her body was soft and didn't fall down because of the support of two yamen servants.

my daughter!

What will happen to my daughter?

What will happen to her life after losing her mother?

A force rose on the young woman. She struggled hard. The body of the two yamen servants who worked all year round almost couldn't hold her.

"Kick the stool!"

A yamen servant's face was scratched by a young woman. He kicked the stool over with an angry foot.

"Ga!"

Because of panic, the stool didn't kick far. The little girl desperately stretched out her toes to reach a little, but the rope around her neck was harvesting her little power

"Big..."

Although the weight of the whole body was not on the rope sleeve, the sour hemp at the toe made the little Niang desperate. She seemed to have seen death smiling and waiting in the sky.

"My lord..."

Just when she felt that her lower legs were cramping, her sweaty eyes saw that the crowd at the gate seemed to disperse like a tide.

"Go away!"

An unforgettable face came into view, which was full of anxiety and anger.

"My lord..."

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

"Knife!"

Fang Xing ran towards the little girl, and the smiling little knife hand behind him flashed.

"Er!"

As soon as the heart was loose, the little girl's calf jerked, and then the whole body hung on the rope sleeve and swayed.

I'm dead

The little Niang looked at Fang Xing who was struggling to come, and a smile floated from the corners of her mouth.

Sir, I know you want to save me

It's just late!

Thank you, my lord

"Bang!"

The little girl who had just given up the struggle only felt her body sink, and then fell into Fang Xing's hands.

"Big... Cough... People."

Looking at Fang Xing's face, the tears in her eyes fell down, hugged him fiercely and howled.

"Woo woo..."

Fang Xing stood there awkwardly. After the little mother's cry decreased a little, he put her down and stormed into the lobby.

Huang Fugang got up to go out and see what was happening, but Fang Xing stopped him at the door.

"Lord Huang, why do you want to do it to my little mother?"

Fang Xing's arrogance made the bystanders unable to see it.

Wu Xun is really unreasonable!

My daughter's case is within the purview of the chief secretary. What do you mean by intervening?

Huang Fu said in consternation: "Xinghe Bo, this woman killed her husband. She should be beheaded according to the law. My official changed the sentence of hanging. It's already tolerant!"

Fang Xing was unwilling to show weakness and said, "dare you ask Lord Huang, what did this little girl do?"

"Kill the husband!"

"Why did she kill her husband?"

"Quarrel!"

"Quarrel?" Fang Xing sneered, "Uncle Ben just went to the little mother's house to check. That day, the little mother went out to work. Wu Erhua didn't get up until she slept at home. When the little mother came home for lunch, she let her daughter fall and ignore it. The little mother said a few words. What did she get?"

Fang woke up and faced these onlookers, said angrily: "just a few words, Wu Erhua took a big stick and beat her. If she didn't resist desperately, she would die that day!"

The women who watched all looked unbearable, but in this place where men were in power, their opinions were like insects in summer, weak and powerless.

"But I can't bear it!"

Fang Xing said loudly and forcefully, "who was not born by your mother? Who didn't have a mother? Can you resist when your mother was beaten by your lazy father with a stick?"

"I can't help it!"

Fang Xing pointed to the young woman who was drinking water and said disdainfully, "how lucky is Wu Erhua to find such a wife?"

"Shameless!"