Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Chapter 247 Too late to regret

Luo Jia's miserable screams came from outside. She lowered her eyes and said to Magistrate Luo: "Magistrate Luo, ah no, I should call you Mr. Luo now. The reason why you have ended up like this." , In fact, you can’t blame others. If you want to blame, you can only blame your daughter. If it weren’t for her, how could your nephew be beaten? If it weren’t for her, you wouldn’t step down so quickly.”

The mockery in his words made Magistrate Luo's old face turn red. The Luo family's parents snorted coldly, helped Luo Ming get up and left the hall. When they reached the door, they turned a blind eye to Luo Jia's plea for help.

She frowned and did not stop them from leaving. After all, her goal today had been achieved, and what happened to Luo Ming in the future had nothing to do with her.

She looked at the master who was almost stupid and said with disdain: "And you, you are helping the tyrants to commit evil. It is an unforgivable crime. Someone, drag me down and beat him with fifty big boards, and then throw you out of the Yamen."

"yes!"

 The two men stepped forward and dragged the master down, but he did not beg for mercy and was completely dumbfounded.

Everyone present could not help but tremble when they heard this. Fifty big boards? This master is probably either dead or disabled.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly said: "Wait a minute, there is no need for fifty big boards. Just hit thirty big boards. In addition, I will tell you that everyone is optimistic about the people of the Luo family. Except for some personal belongings, other property No one is allowed to take it, and anyone who violates it will be beaten to death with sticks."

 Gu Panxia has been watching from the sidelines as he deals with these matters. He has to say that after all, he is a person who lives in a deep palace, and even if his heart is soft, he cannot be softer.

Yang Ping's eyes dimmed, he quietly walked into the crowd, and then left the scene first.

Gu Panxia witnessed all this with her own eyes, and the corners of her lips unconsciously raised with a hint of ridicule. She had already expected Yang Ping's choice.

She naturally heard about his visit to the magistrate. With the secret guards left by Lu Yuan, it was not difficult for her to know some things.

Yang Ping used Magistrate Luo to hook up with the Buddha, the prefect. Now that Magistrate Luo has stepped down, there is almost no use value. With the temperament of the prefect and King Annan, it is very likely that they will not let him go. Yang Ping is smart. People will naturally not let them become a stumbling block for themselves. The only way is to stay away from them.

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 That afternoon, Magistrate Luo took Luo Jia and a group of servants and left Qingyou Town. As for where they went, no one knew.

I heard that Luo Jia didn't see Yang Ping and was unwilling to leave. In the end, Magistrate Luo was cruel and had her knocked out before taking her away.

Regarding Yang Ping's betrayal, Magistrate Luo said it was a lie to say that he was not cold-hearted. He had trained him for so long and even introduced him to the prefect, but now he only got Yang Ping's ruthless departure.

He can't stay in Qingyou Town now, and he can't go to Fucheng. He thought that with Yang Ping here, the prefect would spare his life for his sake, but now that Yang Ping has turned against him, naturally he can't send him to his door.

Having worked for the magistrate for so many years, he is very clear about his temperament. He will never let useless people live. He is already half buried in the earth. Death actually has no fear for him. The only thing he cares about is His daughter was alone, and he couldn't let anything happen to her, so he had to leave.

Looking back on what he had done before, he had to sigh. When he was a poor scholar, he had thought about serving the country and the people and benefiting the people. However, since he became an official, he had long forgotten his original intention. Now, I have too much regret.

 (End of this chapter)