The county magistrate is not slag very A

Book boy?

Song Boxue was taken aback, what does this mean?

Suddenly, she realized belatedly that Jiang Fanyin's concern seemed to go around in a big circle just to stay by her side.

And I also want to dress up as a man, so that things will be much more convenient, yes, for the convenience of things...

So, of course I agreed, giving convenience to the heroine is giving convenience to myself.

She took a fixed look at Jiang Fanyin: "Sister Jiang, would you like to be my book boy?"

Meeting Song Boxue's serious eyes, Jiang Fanyin had a faint feeling that her intentions had been seen through. She was silent for a moment, then nodded quietly.

This is her intention.

Even if she is seen through, she can only take one step forward. Now that her father is in jail, she can't wait any longer.

Song Boxue got an affirmative answer and took a look at Song Boxue. They were about the same height, about 1.7 meters, and they were barely the same height as ordinary men wearing shoes.

Looking at her figure, Jiang Fanyin was exquisite and graceful, not too thin like her.

Even so, she was corseted.

Song Boxue got up: "Sister Jiang, change your clothes first." She took out a set of the original owner's regular clothes from the closet, and took out a long white cloth and handed it to Jiang Fanyin.

Jiang Fanyin took the clothes and was stunned when she saw the long cloth, her eyes unconsciously looked at Song Boxue's chest, no wonder it was so flat.

Song Boxue inexplicably felt despised, she rolled her eyes: "I'll go out and wait for you."

Really, it doesn't look like anyone else, she's just tightened too tightly, so she's not so flat.

When Jiang Fanyin changed her clothes and came out, Song Boxue stared at her twice, silently feeling overwhelmed, as if she couldn't compare.

Jiang Fanyin also sensed something was wrong, but she had already wrapped it tightly.

Song Boxue puffed out his chest, and said, "It's natural, you should wrap it up tighter, and keep your voice down when you speak."

She has the memory of the original owner when she wears it. The original owner has imitated the behavior of men since she was a child, and her voice is habitually suppressed, so low that it is difficult to distinguish between men and women.

But Jiang Fanyin was different, it was difficult.

Jiang Fanyin pursed her lips and tried to say, "That's fine."

The tone was low and magnetic, with an inexplicable vibrato.

Song Boxue sighed, "Speak less in front of outsiders from now on."

This is not like trying to imitate a man by suppressing her voice, it is easy to hear a foul, and it is almost the same as being seductive, and she is really talented.

Jiang Fanyin bit the corner of her lip and fell silent. It seemed that things were not as simple as she thought.

Seeing this, Song Boxue comforted him and said, "Don't worry, just practice more and you'll be fine. You can wear these sets of clothes first, and I'll call you when I go to the office tomorrow."

The heroine doesn't know what to do, she can only cooperate, and she is willing to cooperate, so that she can keep her legs.

It's too bad, after the mess left by the original owner is settled, I should resign as soon as possible.

Jiang Fanyin lowered her eyes: "Thank you." Then she left with her clothes in her arms.

Song Boxue raised the corners of her lips silently. The start was good. The hostess thanked her, so there shouldn't be any grudges. After all, she didn't destroy the hostess's innocence like the original host did, but just kissed her a few times.

However, if it comes to the hot period in the future, do you really want to kiss the heroine again?

Song Boxue's expression slowly cracked, as if he was too happy too early.

The next day, the two came to the front hall one after the other. Master Zhou saluted Song Boxue and then looked at Jiang Fanyin: "This young master is..."

It must be the young master, this appearance is too delicate.

Song Boxue glanced at Jiang Fanyin, and introduced: "This is the official's book boy, surnamed Jiang." Jiang Fanyin intentionally pulled up his collar, and even put powder on his neck to cover it up. Hickey.

"I've met Mr. Jiang." Master Zhou narrowed his eyes, is the book boy dressed like this?

And the surname is Jiang, so he didn't know that there was a girl Jiang living in the house?

The young man was quite good at playing, but he didn't tell the truth. He wisely walked ahead and led the way.

Song Boxue and Jiang Fanyin looked at each other and thought of the same thing tacitly: The book boy seems to be dressed in a low-key way, and it seems that he is going to cut some new clothes.

When we arrived at the second hall, Mr. Zhou brought up the old story again: "My lord, is the case of the prince still dragging on?"

He even collected other people's money, so he can't take the money and do nothing. He is really a fool who only cares about money and doesn't want to take care of things.

case?

Song Boxue thought of the banknotes that the original owner had corrupted, and couldn't help but feel dizzy: "I make my own decision, Mr. Zhou will go down first."

The original owner had only been in office for a month, and he had the most dealings with Master Zhou, but from the memory of the original owner, Master Wang did not miss this master when he gave the bank note, and he took the money without saying anything.

Song Boxue temporarily classifies Master Zhou as the same person as the original owner, and he is not a good thing, so he cannot be trusted.

Master Zhou lowered his head, turned around and retreated.

Song Boxue looked at Jiang Fanyin: "Let's go see that Miss Liu in the cell."

Jiang Fanyin nodded, but didn't ask Miss Liu who she was, as she would know who she was when she saw someone.

Seeing this, Song Boxue raised her eyebrows, changed her role and just watched but didn't speak, as expected of the heroine, so she didn't have to bother explaining everything, which was quite worry-free.

The two walked to the county prison together, Song Boxue thought to himself that it would be better to clear up the case earlier, so that the corrupt official's name would not be confirmed.

When the prison chief heard that she was going to interrogate Liu Erniang, he immediately brought her out and sent her to the fire prison.

Song Boxue and Jiang Fanyin stood in the fire prison, looking at the various instruments of torture, their eyes were opened.

The county government prison is divided into three levels. The first level is a dungeon, where some prisoners who have committed minor crimes or have not yet been sentenced.

The second level is the fire prison, which is specially used to interrogate prisoners and torture them. The last level is the water prison, where felons and death row prisoners are held.

The cell boss got it wrong, thinking that she was going to torture the girl, and directly tied her to a stake.

"My lord, which one do you want to use first?"

A row of instruments of torture are placed there, just looking at them is bluffing.

Song Boxue wanted to directly say let him go, but he was worried about the collapse of the people, so he waved his hands and said: "Everyone go out, I will interrogate alone."

The prison chief glanced at Jiang Fanyin who was motionless, and knew in his heart that Mr. Jiang should be the county magistrate's confidant, so he and a few jailers withdrew.

Only then did Song Boxue approach Liu Erniang, and at the same time, he somewhat guessed where the prince's malice came from.

This girl was beautiful, dressed in rags and tattered clothes, tied to a wooden stake, and she didn't change her face, she seemed to be stubborn and not afraid of power.

From the bottom of her heart, she spurned the original owner's act of helping the evil, cleared her throat and said, "Miss Liu, I'm asking you..."

"Heh tui, dog officer, you're going to die, don't even think about being beaten into a trick, I won't plead guilty even if I die." Liu Erniang spat, with joy flashing in her eyes.

Song Boxue cracked in place, girl, you don't have to be so staunch! !

Seeing this, Jiang Fanyin silently took two steps back and continued to wait and see.

Song Boxue came to his senses, quickly wiped his face with his sleeve, and said in a low tone, "Miss Liu, you'd better be honest, I don't have much patience, tell me if you have any grievances."

She was spat all over the face!It's just...it just doesn't make sense.

Liu Erniang looked up, the young magistrate was wiping his face vigorously, the look in his eyes did not seem to be fake.

She sneered: "Resentment? You don't lie to me, if you want to torture me, just use it, don't mess with these fools."

Having said that, she still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, hoping that this dog official would really vindicate her, but when she thought of the prince who was released in court, her eyes dimmed again.

This dog official didn't know what he was planning, she was dead, but the elderly grandma...

When Liu Erniang thought of grandma, she couldn't help feeling sad and started crying. At this moment, the little girl couldn't help showing a little fear.

Song Boxue was stunned, what did she do?Why did people cry?

She glanced at Jiang Fanyin, Jiang Fanyin did not look sideways, and continued to act as a human-shaped stake.

Song Boxue's heart suddenly froze: "Miss Liu, I want to ask you, what evidence do you have to prove that the money was stolen by the prince?"

Liu Erniang continued to cry, ignoring her at all, and crying more and more heartbreakingly.

Song Boxue had black lines on his face, where was that calm little girl just now?

She glanced at Jiang Fanyin and said with a stern face, "Go get the soldering iron, if you cry again, her face will be scalded."

Let you watch the play and see how I arrange scenes for you.

Jiang Fanyin's expression froze, he pursed his lips, picked up the soldering iron and walked over.

When Liu Erniang saw this, she poked her head forward and cried, "You're hot, it's all caused by this face, it's okay if it's hot."

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