Farmer sister: Escape from wilderness and farm with Lingquan space

"Your Majesty, we're here. Here are the recently detained prisoners."

The jailer led them all the way, and then reported to Mo Beihan respectfully.

"Ah."

Mo Beihan was always cold and indifferent in front of outsiders. He only nodded and responded lightly.

The jailer stood aside, and Mo Beihan came forward with Qiao Ran and Mu Er.

To avoid suspicion of tampering, he did not let the jailer go down.

In the innermost cells, officials from both prefectures and yamen were imprisoned.

Those on the left side of the aisle are officials from the Luoyang government office, and those on the right are officials from the Zhongzhou government office.

When those people saw the visitor, they all stared at Mo Beihan with hatred in their eyes.

Mo Beihan didn't care. He only turned slightly sideways and asked Qiao Ran with his eyes.

Qiao Ran looked at all the officials in Luoyang Prefecture and saw that all of them were fattened by the money that Luoyang Prefectural Government had plundered from the people. Even after living in prison for a period of time, all of them were exhausted. Fat head, big ears, shiny face.

Among these people, she only knew one Wu Tongpan.

If it hadn't been for Xin Wu's unprovoked insults and provoking trouble, Wu Tong wanted to arrest and punish Qiao Ran for protecting his nephew, and Qiao Ran would not have drugged the nephew and uncle.

If Wu Tong hadn't been unwilling to do so after the incident and ordered his sister to turn a deaf ear in front of the Zhongzhou magistrate, the people of Qingshui Village would not have been made things difficult by Jia Tong, and they would have been almost separated and distributed to various poor mountain villages to starve to death or be thrown into the Devil's Valley. Infected by the epidemic and all perished.

It can be said that the grievances between Qiao Ran and the officials of these two governments were all caused by Wu Tongpan.

Last time Qiao Ran returned to Luoyang and ransacked the warehouses of these officials again, leaving no antidote for Wu Tongpuan. She thought that the old boy could not withstand the effects of the medicine and was tortured to death, but she did not expect that he would still be there. alive.

However, although he is still alive, Judge Wu Tong has become a lunatic at this time. He is an outlier among the well-dressed officers in the same cell. He is huddled in a corner with unkempt hair, waving his hands and talking non-stop. murmured:

"Let me go! I know my mistake! Let me go! I know my mistake!..."

He didn't know if he was repenting for his dead nephew, or for the hundreds of Qingshui villagers he had targeted for revenge, or for the countless innocent people he had murdered in the past.

Qiao Ran was not in the mood to take another look at such a lunatic. As for the other officials of the Luoyang government, she didn't know him either.

But these are not good people. The city of Luoyang has been governed in such a horrible way that they have robbed people of their wealth and harmed many innocent people.

Thinking of the tragic experiences of the Sun Xiucai and Huang Laogen families, Qiao Ran would not let these dog officials go, even if they had no direct enmity with him.

The fingers under her sleeves moved slightly, and a dozen small pills were silently flicked towards a few officials in the cell who looked like they were relatively senior officials in the Luoyang government office.

While those people were glaring at Mo Beihan, wishing they could drink his blood and eat his flesh, those small pills exploded silently on those people, and the powder stained their skin, and the effect of the medicine immediately penetrated. in their bodies.

No one noticed her actions except Mo Beihan who kept paying attention to her out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing that she stopped, he smiled slightly and ignored the people's curses at him and the hands that stretched out from the gaps in the wooden fence to tear him apart. He turned to face the officials of the Zhongzhou government office.

Looking at an old man in his fifties with messy hair and a little lethargic spirit, Mo Beihan spoke this time:

"Wang Prefect, oh no, you are not the prefect now. Wang Jinhu, I have found out who is the master behind you. The evidence is conclusive. I advise you to tell the truth. I can still try my best to protect your family. Young man. Otherwise, it doesn't matter if you are beheaded alone. Your mother, wife, children, concubines, sons and daughters will all be sent to the bitter cold land of Northern Xinjiang. As you know, Northern Xinjiang is where my Northern Army is located. "

Mo Beihan's words made Wang Jinhu, who was sitting on the ground with his eyes closed, open his eyes. The light of hatred first appeared in his eyes, and then dimmed in frustration.

However, he also seemed to have made up his mind not to speak.

Mo Beihan also knew that the person behind Wang Jinhu must have controlled his family, so he did not dare to confess.

But it doesn't matter, sooner or later he will let that person show his true qualities.

"You think you can save your family without confessing? With the crimes you committed and the evidence of colluding with foreign countries, you can't escape the death penalty, and your whole family can't escape the confiscation of their homes and exile!"

When Wang Jinhu heard this, his facial muscles twitched a few times, and he was obviously very excited.

However, perhaps out of loyalty, or perhaps because the life of the whole family was really in that person's hands, Wang Jinhu didn't say anything in the end, but closed his eyes again, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

Mo Beihan laughed, not expecting anything from these words.

He was talking to Wang Jinhu just to find a reason for him to visit the prison, so that Qiao Ran could take advantage of it.

When Qiao Ran was talking to Wang Jinhu, he had already taken pills out of the hands of several people in this cell.

She also saw Jia Tongpan, the originally arrogant Tongpan Lord who didn't even give Mo Shizi face, but now he was like a lost dog, hiding behind others with only half of his head exposed, with his timid and hateful eyes. Quietly staring at Mo Beihan.

Qiao Ran also flicked two pills on him. It is estimated that this guy will never know until he dies that the little peasant girl he looked down upon and thought he could step on under his feet is now standing in front of him, and she is also treating him. He took medicine that made his life worse than death.

Mo Beihan came and left just as quickly. He only said a few words before leaving with his two followers.

The jailer was always watching, and he breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw that the prince did not cause any trouble to embarrass them.

After the man was sent out of the prison with great respect, the jailer took the two taels of silver that Mu Er threw to him and happily went back to find other jailers to share the joy.

At the entrance of Dali Temple, the three of them got on the carriage and headed to Juxian Building.

"Miss Qiao, are you satisfied with today's trip?"

In the carriage, Mo Beihan looked at the little girl in front of him with a smile, and did not ask what medicine she gave those people.

He believed that she would not act recklessly, and if she dared to drug her, he would definitely ensure that no suspicion would be implicated in the two of them.

Accepting the favor of others, Qiao Ran also returned a faint smile: "I'm very satisfied! Thank you, Your Majesty, for standing up for us people and punishing these dog officials."