New widow

"You, you, you have to try this case one by one." The prefect had only this reason, and he heard a sarcastic voice: "Trial one by one, I'm afraid you haven't tried it clearly yet, this person, There are just a few missing.”

Why is there another woman? The prefect felt that he had collided with something and was disturbed by these women. Mrs. Song Wu had already walked up to the magistrate and smiled at the magistrate: "I think you already know who I am, so I don't need to share my first name with you anymore."

Mrs. Song Wu came to see Su Qiao. The whole city knew about this, and the prefect could not pretend not to have heard of it, so the prefect nodded: "I know, you are from the British government in the capital."

"My husband has also been an official, and I have also received imperial titles." Mrs. Song Wu's words were of course meant to discuss matters with the prefect. The prefect could only say to Mrs. Song Wu, "I wonder how many imperial titles you have received?"

"Three times, the last time, I grant you the title of Yiren." Mrs. Song Wu was still so polite in her words, but the prefect already knew that Mrs. Song Wu came with bad intentions, so the prefect could only stand up and said: "In that case, Yiren, please sit down. "

Mrs. Song Wu then sat down and said with a smile to the magistrate: "I came here today not for such a trivial matter as whether there is a seat or not. It's just that I met a strange person on the road today and wanted to Wait, this man should be sent to the Yamen. Now he's here."

When he was sent to the Yamen, the prefect's heart suddenly skipped a beat. What kind of person was this person? Why did Mrs. Song Wu send people here in such a hurry.

Before the magistrate could speak, Mrs. Song Wu said: "Send the person up for me."

"Sir!" This man was tied up and brought to the hall. When he saw the prefect, he just shouted loudly and knelt there. At this time, both the Chu County Magistrate and the Magistrate looked at this person in shock. This person was none other than the person they had arranged to slander Su Qiao.

The prefect was more shocked than the magistrate Chu. After all, this person was kept in a very secret place by the prefect. His daily meals were delivered by his own housekeeper. How could he appear here and be tied up?

Mrs. Song Wu glanced at Magistrate Chu and the magistrate, then smiled and said, "It seems that you two have recognized who this person is?"

"Song Yiren, what do you want to say?" The magistrate looked at Mrs. Song Wu. There had been so much trouble in the hall just now, and now Mrs. Song Wu appeared. There must be something waiting for Magistrate Chu here.

"Me?" Mrs. Song Wu stretched out her hand and nodded her nose in surprise. Then Mrs. Song Wu smiled and said, "I don't want to say anything. I just met a person who behaved awkwardly and wanted to send him to you." Come on, why, is it my fault?"

"You are not wrong!" The magistrate looked at the man who was still kneeling on the ground and shouted, and he just wanted to stop his mouth. Magistrate Chu felt that when he got the confession, he should have put this man to death in prison. After all, he had prison plague. Too many people died, and the prison plague spread so much that the prisoners died, and the superiors would not even investigate the matter.

But now, Magistrate Chu couldn't say a word. He just sat there, waiting for the magistrate to speak. The prefect only felt bitter in his mouth, how could such a thing happen, how could this person be in the hands of Mrs. Song Wu.

The prefect was still thinking when he saw his housekeeper running in hurriedly: "Sir, it's not good, people..."

The steward only said half a sentence when he saw the man kneeling in the hall, so the steward swallowed what he said. The prefect had already said to the steward: "Don't you know the rules? There is a case being heard in the hall, and you came here making a fuss, thinking Are you going to get hit?"

"Yes, yes, sir, it's all the villain's fault." The housekeeper knew that these words could not be said to outsiders, so he only said these words respectfully and hurriedly left.

"Mr. Song Yi, this person, this person..." The prefect wanted to continue speaking according to the originally arranged identity, but when the words came to his lips, the prefect felt that what he said was not so righteous.

"I heard that this person is a servant of my family?" Mrs. Song Wu asked directly instead, and the prefect felt sour in his mouth: "Yes!"

"If we had known earlier that he was a servant of my family, we should have beaten him to death at that time." Mrs. Song Wu said this casually. Before the prefect said anything, the people below immediately shouted: "Sir, They want to kill me and silence me. I just told the truth, so they want to kill me. Please help me."

"What a joke!" Mrs. Song Wu stood up slowly: "If you are really a servant of my family, then we will beat you to death, let alone pay for your life, just pay a few taels of money and burn it. There is no need to kill someone to silence you."

"My lord, my lord, help!" Hearing Mrs. Song Wu's understatement, the man was so frightened that he screamed regardless.

"Those who have abandoned their master and betrayed their righteousness should be beaten to death in order to rectify their morals. What do you think, Lord Magistrate?" Mrs. Song Wu didn't even look at the man. She just smiled at the Magistrate and said, "The Magistrate's hand He had already clenched his fists, but he had to answer: "Although a servant cannot sue his master, if the master does something against moral ethics, he is not bound by this."

What Mrs. Song Wu was waiting for was the magistrate's words, so Mrs. Song Wu laughed: "What kind of thing is called an unethical thing?"

"Naturally, the lower level overcomes the upper level." The prefect knew that every word Mrs. Song Wu hid a trap, so naturally he was unwilling to step into the trap, so he only said vaguely.

"Okay, it turns out that the lower class overcomes the upper class. Then I would like to ask the prefect, who is superior and who is inferior, Mrs. Chu and my third sister-in-law?" Mrs. Song Wu's face changed and she asked directly. This was something the prefect could not answer. The prefect still After hesitating there, Chu Zhixian said hastily: "If you kill someone, you will have to pay for it with your own life. At this moment, what can you say about the inferior overcoming the superior."

"Okay, a murderer should pay with his life!" Mrs. Song Wu smiled, and her smile was full of ridicule: "According to what the prefect said just now, it is unethical for a subordinate to restrain his superiors, and a subordinate should be the first to report it. What about a husband who kills his wife?"

"This is also..." The prefect's words were hesitant, and Su Du's voice sounded: "A husband who kills his wife should be killed according to the law. The person who comes forward to report the crime first will be exempted from punishment."

This sentence made Chu Zhixian's expression change, and the Zhifu looked at Su Du: "Su Tongpan, why, you have to ask me about it."

"The lower official is an official subordinate to the magistrate." Su Du only answered this sentence and saluted the prefect: "The superior official did something wrong. As a lower official, I naturally have to step forward and stand up for the superior official..."

"Shut up!" The magistrate looked livid and opened his mouth to say this. At this time, Su Du no longer cared about the magistrate's scolding. He still looked at the magistrate: "Sir, justice is in the heart of the people. Why do you need to destroy this person's heart?" Does it have to be clean?”