This turmoil really came so fast that Ji Yunshu was not ready yet.
My yard has been clean for many years. If she and Luan'er died one day, no one would find out.
What kind of wind is blowing today, Ji Lingzhi is here, and Ji Wanxin is also here!
Seeing that little figure rushing out again, Ji Yunshu naturally knew in his heart that if Ji Lingzhi really went to complain, he probably wouldn't be able to eat and walk away!
Ji Wanxin twisted her face, and moved over uneasy.
Although he was worried about Ji Lingzhi, he still didn't forget to say, "Yun Shu, I just saw that you seem to be going out. Don't worry, there is me over Lingzhi, and you will do your business."
"Second sister, thank you just now."
"What is the family talking about?" The sincerity beneath her eyebrows was evident.
Ji Yunshu nodded: "The entire Ji family, I am afraid that only you, the second sister, will treat me as a relative."
These words are sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, with mixed flavors!
Ji Wanxin reached out and patted the back of her hand lightly: "I know you have a grudge in your heart, you have suffered a lot since you were a child, I'm afraid you won't be able to endure it, but your toughness in your bones makes me envious. Endless."
She smiled lightly and didn't answer.
"Then I won't say more. I'll go and see Lingzhi. That girl has wind on her lips, and I don't know what will cause trouble. You can go to work, and I'll block you first!"
"Um."
Head down.
After Ji Wanxin left in small steps, she could still hear her light cough from a distance.
A good-looking beautiful woman, but she is very ill!
At this moment, Luan'er was full of worry, bit her lip: "Miss, Fourth Miss won't go to sue."
Of course!
Now Ji Yunshu can't care about this, he turned back to the house, changed into men's clothes, and hurried to the county office.
At the gate of the yamen, the two yamen outside saw her coming and smiled.
"Mr. Ji is here!"
It's like the neighbors coming out for a walk.
Ji Yunshu didn't even glance at his eyelids, his body was straight and straight, the light blue robe was rolled up by the winter wind, and his wide sleeves were blowing.
With tight, yet elegant brows, and a deep yet slender face, she can be called a beautiful girl!
Liang Qizi gave birth to his son Muzi Yulang
Duanzhou is all over, all Xiao is all thin and handsome
There is no better way to describe these two poems!
The two yamen looked at each other, how strange is today's Mr. Ji.
Unexpectedly…
Ji Yunshu walked to the Dengwen Drum at the entrance of the government office, picked up the club, raised it high, and hit it hard.
bang dong...
One sound, seven full blows.
The yamen shivered, and both of them were stunned.
Putting the club back where it was, Ji Yunshu turned to face the two of them and said solemnly, "Someone beat the drums, isn't there anyone to inform Master Liu of the opening of the hall?"
After a pause, the yamen couldn't understand the situation, he took a few steps back, looked bewildered, and nodded frantically: "Oh oh oh..."
Then rushed into the backyard of the yamen to report.
Ji Yunshu also entered the yamen with his hind feet.
At this moment, the county magistrate is sitting in the pavilion in the backyard drinking tea. He is clearly leisurely, but he is nervous. Although there is a flattering smile on the corner of his mouth, his hands are shaking uncontrollably!
The reason has to be found from Jing Rong sitting across from him!
On the opposite side of Jing Rong, the bandage is hanging around the neck, the arm is hanging, and the other hand is holding a teacup to drink tea, it is really funny!
Just an hour ago, this big Buddha came to the poor house again, saying that he wanted to meet the magistrate of another county for tea and talk about the future.
Unexpectedly, what Jing Rong said about this sitting was all anecdotes about his travels in the past six months.
What kind of old monk is getting married! What a fight between pigs and dogs! What kind of woman steals her husband and soaks it in a pig cage...
Hey, hey, you are not an anecdote, I have seen stones blooming! The old willow is bleeding!
The county magistrate thought to himself!
But when Jing Rong spoke, the county magistrate didn't dare to miss a word. He listened to it for a long time with his ears pricked up, and the sleepiness gradually appeared.
"Sir..." The yamen rushed over in a hurry.
It's saved, it's saved!
The county magistrate's eyes lit up, hoping to quickly open the hall and get rid of this Buddha.
The yamen went into the pavilion out of breath and said quickly, "Sir, Ji... Ji..."
"What chicken?"
"It's not a chicken." The yamen waved his hand and took a deep breath: "It's Mr. Ji, she beat the drum outside the yamen, seven times!"
The drum beats seven times, indicating that the case is extremely serious!
The county magistrate suddenly got up, his eyes widened: "Mr. Ji beats the drum, why?"
"I don't know, but I told you to hurry up and open the hall."
"This..." The county magistrate glanced at Jingrong and waited for his order.
Jing Rong's good-looking brows frowned slightly, and her hand holding the teacup couldn't help but tighten.
Little guy, it's delivered to your door!
Last night, I threw this king in Yizhuang to sleep for one night, and even let Lang Bo speak from it. Do you really want to escape from this king's palm
He nodded his chin: "Go, this king is watching from behind, don't say that this king is here."
"Yes Yes Yes… "
Answered again and again.
He quickly brought his official uniform to the hall.
Beneath the hall, Ji Yunshu stood up straight.
The county magistrate had just sat down, and was habitually preparing to use gavel to slap, but suddenly he slapped his hands, and it was Yun Shu who was playing the drums, slap the fart!
Looking at Ji Yunshu, he looked confused: "Yunshu, what drum are you playing? Who bullied you?"
The next moment, Ji Yunshu lifted his robe and knelt down.
"My lord, the grass people are here to beat the drums and complain about their grievances."
Frightened the people in the whole high hall.
They are all old acquaintances, why are they kneeling
The county magistrate crouched down and said quickly, "Yunshu, get up quickly, it's cold on the ground!"
She couldn't afford it, she was very serious, and emphasized: "My lord, the grass people are here to beat the drums and complain about their grievances."
"Then... Then what drum did you beat? What injustice are you playing?" The county magistrate asked cautiously.
"Caomin wants to sue someone."
"Who?"
"This person's surname is Ji and his name is Yunshu."
crazy! crazy! crazy!
The county magistrate shook his head and poked his ears with his hands to make sure he heard correctly.
And Jing Rong, who was behind Gaotang, narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was puzzled. What was the trouble with this little scholar
But it seems, there should be a good show.
I really should get some melon seeds to nibble on!
The county magistrate raised his trembling hand, pointed to Ji Yunshu, who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "You... you say it again."
Ji Yunshu's eyes twitched: "Caomin wants to sue Ji Yunshu, the yamen painter. The case is unknown and there are many omissions. The wrong case is concluded and the person wronged. Caomin begs to reopen the court and find out the murder case of the Zhou family."
Uh…
Inside the yamen, there was an uproar from top to bottom!
Isn't the Zhou family's case closed
Didn't the murderer admit it
The written case document has also been delivered to the Ministry of Punishment, but in a few days, the verdict is due.
This will... What's the situation
The county magistrate swallowed his saliva, "Yun Shu, let's... let's stop making trouble."
"Who messed with you?"