Da'an's best son-in-law

Jizhou City, Fantai Yamen.

The crowd gathered bustlingly outside Fantai Yamen, pointing at the two people in the front.

An old man and a young man.

"Ascension!"

On the document, a middle-aged man wearing a black gauze hat and red official robe yawned, clapped his hands, and shouted to the audience.

"Mighty~Wu~"

As the discipline sticks in the hands of the policemen hit the ground rhythmically, two men were brought up from the crowd. One of the men in ragged clothes knelt directly in front of the document with a "plop" sound.

The man was about forty years old, and his face was quite majestic, but his sleepy eyes made the former look quite funny.

"Master Magistrate, did you go drink wine again last night?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, let the adults know and I'll punish you with a stick."

Hearing the whispers of the two people beside him, Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and pricked up his ears with interest.

After installing the beer at Wei's house, Wei Yanran suddenly had to deal with the business of the silk and satin shop. She couldn't get away, so she had to let Ye Chen come to the prefect alone to handle the business.

When he arrived, he happened to catch up with Li Zheng handling a case. Ye Chen ordered his servants not to park the carriage filled with beer around the prefecture, and then took two boys to the government office.

The whispers between the two people next to them continued.

"What's going on this time?"

"I heard that Chen Zhong, the third young master of the Chen family, fell in love with a girl on South Street and wanted to pay for it. The old man didn't agree and almost killed someone."

"The Chen family's affairs are really difficult to deal with..."

Ye Chen followed the gazes of the two people and saw that the man next to the kneeling old man was standing arrogantly, gently shaking the folding fan in his hand. His comfortable appearance was in sharp contrast to the former. .

"If you have any grievances, report them all to us." Li Zheng slapped the document and said loudly.

"Master Qingtian, you have to make the decision for the common people!" The old man said, while giving Li Zheng a heavy knock.

"My surname is Chi. I was originally a hawker in the south of Jizhou City. I made a living by weaving mats and selling shoes. I only have two children at my knees." The old man confided with tears and runny noses.

"Today, the old man was selling mats with his grandson in the south of the city. The weather was bad and there were not many people. When he was about to close the stall, Master Chen came over with his people and insisted on spending money to buy the old man's granddaughter to live in his house."

"Of course I don't want to, old man. Who knew they wanted to rob them! The old man's grandson had a conflict with them, and the result..."

"The old man's grandson had his bones broken by them, and he is still lying on the bed! Master, you have to make decisions for the common people..."

Your surname is Chi? Ye Chen was startled, why did this last name always feel familiar to him, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

Listening to the old man's story, the people around him could not help but sympathize with the old man's plight, and they all criticized Chen Zhong beside the old man.

"What the hell, robbing a civilian girl is a serious crime in the Da'an Dynasty!"

"Bah, bullying such a lonely old man is really not a human being!"

The accusations from people around him became more and more unpleasant, stabbing Chen Zhong's spine like knives.

A sneer flashed across the corner of Chen Zhong's mouth. Hearing the condemnation from the people around him, he waved the folding fan in his hand indifferently, as if he hadn't heard it.

He, Chen Zhong, is a son of the Chen family. He wants a grassroots woman, but no one dares to resist him. That bitch named Chi dares to scold him. If the housekeeper hadn't stopped him, he would have had that kid thrown outside the city. Feed the wolf.

Ye Chen saw Chen Zhong's indifferent expression and his eyes narrowed slightly. The Chen family's recent behavior in Jizhou has aroused public outrage. Is Chen Zhong still indifferent?

Seeing that the crowd outside the Yamen was furious and uncontrollable, Li Zheng slapped Mu Dao to wake him up.

"This officer is handling a case, be quiet!"

After temporarily calming the public's anger, he turned to the master next to him and asked softly:

"What are the backgrounds of the two people under this stage?

"Sir, the man standing is Chen Zhong, the third young master of the Chen family, and the old man kneeling is a hawker selling banquets in the city."

Next to Li Zheng's case, Master Ban'an, who looks a bit sinister, has an ear canal.

Listening to Ban An's report, Li Zheng's brows gradually wrinkled. This matter is very difficult to handle...

It would be fine if two ordinary civilians left it to their master to handle it according to the laws of Da'an. But it was the third young master of the Chen family who broke into this matter. The Chen family pays him a lot of filial piety every month, so naturally it cannot be done. Handle according to law.

Robbing women and committing murders on the street are both serious crimes in Da'an. If he blatantly favors Chen Zhong, with so many people from Jizhou watching outside the yamen, his black gauze hat may be hanging up.

You can't do it. You absolutely can't do this by yourself.

After weighing it up, Li Zheng said to the two people in the audience:

"I still have important matters to attend to. Today's case will be handled by the master for you!" As soon as he finished speaking, the prefect waved his sleeves, left the document, and got behind the screen.

Is the prefect running away now? what's the situation!

Ye Chen looked at the empty documents and his head suddenly became confused. I had heard about Mr. Li before I came here, but I still didn't expect that the former handled the case with such ease and ease.

"Ahem, the prefect is not feeling well today. We will put this case on hold for now and handle it someday. Retreat!" Ban An glanced at Li Zheng's leaving figure in surprise and announced.

The prefect just left, and the master also ran away?

Li Zheng doesn't handle politics, Ban An doesn't handle cases...

Ye Chen found that he still did not have a clear understanding of the degree of irresponsibility of Jizhou Yamen.

"Master Prefect, you have to make decisions for the common people, Master Prefect!" Looking at the officials leaving one by one, the old man still kept his kneeling position and cried.

His grandson is still lying unconscious on the Tukang at home. The doctor at the medical center said that if there is no money to set the bones, he can only be destroyed. He, an old man, originally wanted to seek justice alone, but he got such a response.

As soon as the former finished speaking, the policemen on both sides of the Yamen closed the door of the Yamen with lightning speed, blocking out all the curses and accusations from the people outside.

"What kind of yamen is this? Does it even care about this kind of thing?"

"That is, we ordinary people deserve to be bullied?"

Chen Zhong slowly turned around, listened to the scoldings of the people around him, smiled disdainfully, and winked at the manager beside him.

The tall and powerful manager immediately understood what he was doing. He rushed to the crowd and shouted with a ferocious smile: "I, the third young master of the Chen family, are acting like this. If anyone has any objections, I am willing to come and apologize!"

Feeling the threat in the former's words, the originally angry crowd suddenly became quiet. After a while, the gathered people slowly dispersed in a sensible manner.

With the power of the Chen family in Jizhou, they couldn't afford to offend him or even hide from him. Once they were targeted, it would be a disaster that would destroy the world and destroy the earth for them.

In an instant, Ye Chen was the only one left in the originally bustling crowd.

"Old man, stop doing these useless struggles. Go back and take good care of that loser. I don't think he will survive for a few days." Chen Zhong turned his head slightly and sneered at the old man who was already ashen-faced.

He deliberately asked the people around him to break the bones of the boy's limbs. With the little money this old guy had, the boy might have to spend the rest of his life in bed. He wanted to let them know what would happen if they dared to resist him. , that is, life is worse than death.

"Take good care of your granddaughter, go back and tell her that I will wait for three more days and then take her back to the Chen Mansion to enjoy her happiness!"

"God, open your eyes, open your eyes." Outside the huge yamen, the old man knelt on the dusty ground and muttered to himself.