lord and beauty

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Xiao Ye reined in the reins, got off the horse, and stretched out his hand sideways towards Tan Qiu. Tan Qiu couldn't help but look into the gate of the mansion.

At this moment, there are few people outside the government office, it should be that the farmer's family has not yet arrived, only a few officials are standing at the door, Tan Qiu holds Xiao Ye's forearm, uses his strength to get off the horse, and without waiting for Xiao Ye to speak, he starts to run towards the government office go.

There was no one in the main hall of the government office, and Tan Qiu looked around, but there was no sign of Jiang Beimu.

"They haven't been promoted yet, so they should be in the back mansion, let's go." Xiao Ye stepped forward and waved his arms towards Tan Qiu, and then strode towards a small door in the side room.

Xiao Ye seemed to be very familiar with the government office, and he could find the way without being led. Tan Qiu followed behind him, and the two of them went through the hut to the backyard. Beimu's voice was just low and inaudible.

Tan Qiu quickly followed the sound and pushed open a door.

"Tan Qiu? Why are you here?" Jiang Beimu seemed a little surprised. He was sitting by the couch at the moment, and Fu He was sitting opposite him, feeling the pulse of a person. There was a circle of black and blue, and he looked like he was just recovering from a serious illness.

The magistrate was sitting at the top, drinking the tea brought by the maid.

Xiao Ye followed behind and closed the door, just in time to hear Jiang Beimu's question, and immediately cut off the conversation: "I brought my sister-in-law here."

Jiang Beimu didn't make too much noise when he heard the words, but there was a look of disapproval in his eyes, and he glanced at Xiao Ye, but he didn't open his mouth to criticize.

Seeing this, Xiao Ye hurriedly moved to Fu He's side and started talking in a low voice. Fu He stretched his brows, nodded and shook his head occasionally in answer.

"Master." Tan Qiudai felt relieved the moment he saw Jiang Beimu, as if he had a backbone, he couldn't tell if it was attachment or some kind of affection, he just wanted to be closer to him.

Jiang Beimu frowned and said, "Why did you run out without wearing an extra coat?"

"Xiao Ye just arrived at the mansion, and I rushed over when I heard the news." Tan Qiufang softened his tone, and slowly moved to Jiang Beimu's side.Jiang Beimu sighed helplessly, untied the tie of the cloak around his neck, and put the cloak on Tan Qiu.

Tan Qiu didn't refuse, and immediately wrapped the cloak tightly, her whole little face was almost shrunk into the pile of plush.

The magistrate didn't lift his eyelids in the seat of honor. He seemed to have known about Jiang Beimu's relationship with the city lord's mansion for a long time. He still didn't rush and sat there drinking tea. After a few people talked about it, he said lightly: " Let's go on."

"Yes." Jiang Beimu responded.

The civil servant on the side took the paper again, held a pen in one hand, and looked sideways at the man who had just recovered from a serious illness.

"What did you eat that day? Did you feel unwell the day before?" the magistrate asked.

The man shook his head, "No, I was fine a few days ago. I only drank two bowls of porridge that morning, and then I went to the mountain to chop firewood."

"Do you remember what you ate?"

"I didn't want to go back to eat at noon. I almost finished cutting it, and I planned to go back after cutting it. My wife was afraid that I would be hungry, so she ordered a bowl of noodles and brought me some pastries."

Tan Qiu pondered for a moment when he heard the words. What this person said was no different from what the peasant woman's family said in the court that day. From this, it can be seen that the peasant woman may not have lied. Of course, this approach is extremely inappropriate, and it is easy to be poisoned to death.

After all, the peasant woman's family couldn't guarantee that the city lord's mansion would intervene, let alone invite Fu He, most likely it was the city doctor who was half-dead.

The risk was too great, and Tan Qiu felt that it was unlikely that their family would hurt the enemy by one thousand and eight hundred by themselves.

While Tan Qiu was pondering, there was a sudden noise outside, and everyone turned their heads to look outside the door.

The magistrate stood up without any haste and shook his sleeves, calmly, "It seems that the Zhang family members have also arrived, so let's go out together."

Everyone had nothing to do, the magistrate ordered two yamen servants to help the man out of the door, and staggered towards the front hall.

Fu He and Xiao Ye were packing up the medicine box, Jiang Beimu saw that the magistrate had gone out, so he got up and said to Tan Qiu: "Let's go."

Tan Qiu nodded and stepped forward to hug Jiang Beimu's arm, and the two walked out close to each other.

"Master..." Tan Qiu looked at the magistrate's back, even knowing that Xiao Ye would help, he couldn't help feeling nervous, after all, this matter was related to the survival of their shop.

Jiang Beimu knew what Tan Qiu meant, so he didn't say much at the moment, he just put his cold little hand into his palm and shook it gently.

With just this one movement, Tan Qiu felt the heat emanating from the piece of skin where Jiang Beimu's palm touched his hand instantly engulfed his whole body, giving him an indescribable peace of mind.

When everyone came to the front of the hall, the members of the Zhang family had already arrived, and there were still a bunch of people watching the excitement standing outside the door, obviously it was the eyes that this family attracted on the road when they came.

The person headed by the Zhang family is still the able and pungent peasant woman, and the young woman beside her is the daughter-in-law of Zhang Jiasanlang. It has improved a lot, at this moment she couldn't help but look up at the inner mansion, until she saw her husband being helped out by the yamen servant, she couldn't help but her eyes were red, and she wanted to go forward without thinking too much.

"Husband!" The woman's voice trembled, her eyes filled with tears.

The yamen servant blocked her way with his hand. The woman had no choice but to look back with tears in her eyes. The man also saw her, and when he saw her, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, pulling out a weak smile, which seemed to comfort him.

"Zhang Jiasanlang, sit next to him." The magistrate didn't make things difficult for him, instead he arranged for a yamen servant to give him a seat. The man thanked him in a low voice, and moved to sit on the left chair step by step.

The woman glanced at it reluctantly, and walked back to the peasant woman.

After everyone stood still, Xiao Ye also took Fu He's hand and came out from the back hall, and the two sat together.

The magistrate cleared his throat, knocked on the gavel abruptly, the whispering outside the door stopped, and the lobby suddenly fell silent.

"Just now when Zhang Jiasanlang was awake, the government was also there. What he said was recorded by the civil servant, and now he will read it out again." I read the paper in front of everyone, word for word.

"Do you have any objections?" When the magistrate said this, he turned his gaze to Zhang Jiasanlang. The man shook his head and said in a low voice: "What the adults read is exactly what the little people said."

Tan Qiu quietly cast a sideways glance at the members of the Zhang family, and saw that the face of the leading peasant woman was as usual, without much |fluctuation.

"This government has learned that Mr. Fu once said that the poison in his body did come from his mouth, but the food he ate that day was not only the cakes from Xianshuilou, but also his own rice noodles."

"Do you have any objections to this?"

The prefect's voice was neither humble nor overbearing, calm and forceful, Jiang Beimu and the members of the Zhang family shook their heads and said, "There is no objection."

"What do you have to say?"

"My lord!" The peasant woman didn't wait for Jiang Beimu to speak, she stepped forward and said, "Please be careful, my lord! Our family has eaten the rice and noodles that Saburo ate, and now there is no problem at all. It is determined." It can't be our own problem!"

After the peasant woman finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Jiang Beimu, with full anger in her eyes, as if she wanted to eat him alive, "Our Sanlang ate all the pastry that day, the first time the doctor's side Most of what I spit out is pastry residue, and I didn't eat much noodles at all!"

"The toxicity is so strong, it must be the problem of the pastry, otherwise, how could it be poisoned like this with just two or three mouthfuls of noodles?"

When the peasant woman talked about the pain, she couldn't help crying, "We are just a small family, and we are not as rich as the Jiang family. Now that someone has an accident, there is no one to help. Poor my daughter-in-law, Xiaoyun, who is now pregnant for three years. It's been a month, I don't know if there will be any root cause of Sanlang's actions."

"This is how we live!"