Hearing the voice, You Qing paused for a while, then turned around and looked at the magistrate indifferently, but his tone was as gentle as ever: "I don't know what your lord ordered?"
The county magistrate was still smiling and amiable before, but his face turned gloomy in the blink of an eye, with subtle treacherous and insidiousness in his tiny eyes, he twitched the beard on his right side, and said with a smile, "Daughter, look at you. Arrived? This boy surnamed You has spent so many years reading books on sages and sages, but he doesn't understand a bit of etiquette, such a person is not worth entrusting for a lifetime!"
Chen Susu glanced at You Qing slightly unwillingly, bit her lip and looked at the magistrate: "Father, what are you calling him for?"
"Don't worry about it, go back to your room and think about it, it's better if you die." The county magistrate squinted and smiled, "When you are in touch, as a father, I will propose a marriage to the prefect for you."
Chen Susu's eyes reddened: "Father!"
"Alright, alright! Don't be petty! How can Young Master Qin be better than this stinky scholar who doesn't know what to do?" The county magistrate smiled and said, "Send the young lady back to the room to rest! Dinner will be just around the corner. You don't have to come out to eat, just bring her in!"
Chen Susu's expression suddenly changed: "Father! What are you going to do!"
Two servants quickly came out from behind the curtain, one left and one right held her without saying a word, and then walked in. Chen Susu's face turned pale for a moment, struggling to turn back and shouting: "Father, what are you doing? Why? Want to put me under house arrest? Young Master You, go back!"
You Qing softened her face and bowed her hands to Chen Susu: "Thank you Miss Chen for your concern."
Chen Susu looked at him worriedly, and then looked at the county magistrate anxiously, her eyes overflowing with water vapor as she struggled: "Young master, what are you standing for? Hurry up!"
You Qing turned his gaze to the magistrate, with a sneer on his face: "I'm afraid I can't leave if I want to, but I don't know what the magistrate is singing?"
Seeing that Chen Susu had been dragged down, the magistrate laughed at him with his stomach in his hands, his face trembling with laughter, and then he shouted with a solemn face, "Here comes! Bring this thief to court!"
The heavy door made a dull sound behind him, You Qing glanced coldly at the flat forehead inscribed "The Mirror Hanging High" above the courthouse, the yamen with torture sticks on both sides, the parental officials on the high seat who caressed their beards and laughed, and the square above the case. The upright gavel, the gentle temperament disappeared, and he said coldly: "The county magistrate is trying to close the door. What kind of case is he trying? What kind of charges do you want to put on Xiaosheng?"
The magistrate narrowed his eyes slightly: "Bullying the old, bullying the weak, raping women? Or stealing, murdering and setting fire? Or insulting officials and despising the court? Ha ha ha... Young Master You, which one do you like? This official will fulfill you!"
You Qing's eyes were cold: "Where did your lord put the laws of this dynasty?!"
"The mountain is high and the emperor is far away, this official is the law!" As soon as the county magistrate's voice fell, he slammed a jingle, "Who is under the hall? Why don't you kneel when you see this official?!"
You Qing frowned slightly: "You don't have to kneel when you see your parents, but the magistrate has a bad memory?"
The county magistrate smiled: "Do you want this official to say it again? Here, this official is the law!"
You Qing's expression darkened, and he heard footsteps behind him.
A yamen on the left and right came over, put the torture rod on the inside of his knee, and shouted, "Kneel down!"
You Qing didn't move for half a minute, looking straight at the magistrate sitting high above: "Your Excellency wants to cling to the powerful, but You Qing accidentally blocks your way?"
The county magistrate raised his two triangular eyebrows together and laughed loudly: "Smart people don't live long, Young Master You is so smart and confused for a while! Don't kneel down for me!"
Hearing the sound, the two thick and heavy torture rods fell heavily, and hit You Qing's knee sockets accurately and savagely. Immediately, a faint bloodshot appeared. Supporting his crumbling body without kneeling, he raised his eyes to look at the magistrate's eyes with extreme anger, and gritted his teeth: "I have no intention of marrying Miss Chen. You called me here, and now you are abusing lynching. What's the point?!"
Seeing that he was still standing upright, the magistrate immediately showed an angry look: "Kneel down!"
The back of the knee was hit again, You Qing frowned and groaned, the corners of his lips suddenly overflowed with bright red blood, before he had time to react, the third hit followed, and the sound was more dull than the previous two.
You Qing coughed, finally unable to hold on, and fell to her knees on the ground. The two yamen behind him quickly restrained him with a cane and taught him that he could no longer stand up from the ground.
You Qing didn't expect to get such an unexpected disaster. After struggling several times, he couldn't move. The county magistrate stood up with an unprecedented gloomy face, walked down from the hall with Fang Bu, circled around him twice, and smiled. : "My dead-hearted daughter really gives me a headache as a father. If I want her to give up, then I can only aggrieve Young Master You."
You Qing looked at him coldly, her tightly pursed lips stained with blood red to a shocking sight.
The county magistrate squinted at him and shook his head: "My daughter is not blind, but unfortunately, you are a poor scholar."
You Qing's eyes were full of disgust: "A lot of nonsense!"
The county magistrate laughed: "It's easy to say, easy to say. I don't want to embarrass you, but I feel sorry for the parents in the world! That silly girl took a fancy to your appearance and talent, and this official ruined your appearance and talent, how?"
You Qing continued to look at him coldly, only hating that he only knew how to read and write, but he was incapable of holding a chicken.
The county magistrate winked at the people next to him, and two people stepped forward immediately, restraining You Qing's struggle and controlling his entire body, and another person came over with a dazzling dagger in his hand. The cold light of the dagger swept through You Qing's dark eyes, but he didn't know whether the blade was colder or the eyes were colder.
The county magistrate turned Shi Shiran and walked back to the hall, lifted off his official robe and sat down, and threw the token: "Slash his face!"
You Qing's eyes narrowed, and two bone-chilling words burst out from between her teeth: "God official!"
The county magistrate was shaken by his gloomy tone, glanced at him inexplicably, then quickly regained his composure and waved his hand.
Although You Qing didn't care about his appearance, he didn't want to suffer in vain. He struggled violently at the moment, but he couldn't control his hands and feet. The moment he closed his eyes, his heart suddenly slid across Bai Li's clear eyes. He didn't know if he was still alive today, and he didn't know how he would live in the future.
The man with the dagger took two steps forward, and seeing that he was finally restrained, he nodded with satisfaction to the people on both sides, and then raised his hand, the sharp tip of the dagger pressed against his left cheek, cold to the bone, and then slightly. As soon as the force was exerted, the sharp blade pierced the skin, and the red blood beads rolled out in an instant.
You Qing was so sore that large beads of sweat ooze out of his forehead, and then the pain intensified, and he clearly felt that the dagger had pulled a deep and long hole on the side of his face, as if all the blood had drained out of the wound, and his face was full of pain. There was no blood in the moment.
Seeing that he clenched his teeth and said nothing from the beginning to the end, the magistrate couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and smile: "Let's keep this arrogance, there is still suffering in the future. Hahaha!"
You Qing opened her eyes with trembling lips and looked at him coldly: "Three feet up is a god.".
The county magistrate seemed to have heard a joke, so he burst out laughing, and stopped after a long while. He walked down and squinted at him. Seeing the blood stains on his face all the way down, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "It's a pity, it's a pity to be born with a good appearance. It's so ruined, otherwise, you can be given to the prefect to play, the male pets in his house are not half as good as yours."
You Qing's expression did not change.
The county magistrate smiled again: "But it doesn't matter, I have prepared another generous gift for the prefect, do you know what it is?"
You Qing continued to stare at him coldly, and after looking at him for a while, he found that his smile became more meaningful, a chill surged in his heart, and his face changed instantly.
The county magistrate smiled with satisfaction: "What a smart person! I heard that your book boy is so beautiful, I think that the prefect will be very satisfied with this gift!"
You Qing was only speculating at first, but at this time, listening to his words like lead and eloquent words, his heart seemed to be hit hard, and his face suddenly turned ashen: "Beast!"
"At this time, I am afraid that the people of this official are already standing in front of your beautiful book boy. Although this official is not masculine, I am very curious about what this stunner looks like. After a while, he will be tied up. But enjoy it."
You Qing was furious. No matter how hard it was to maintain his previous calm, he only felt that his chest was swollen, but the pain on his face disappeared. What the county magistrate said was incomprehensible. The meaning is like poison rushing around in the blood meridians, and the pain in his heart is unbearable because he is worried about Bai Li. The only thought is to break free from these people and rush back to rescue Bai Li.
Seeing the hatred in his eyes, the magistrate was very happy, and was about to sit back in his chair and order the next execution. A flower suddenly flashed before his eyes. You Qing suddenly broke free from the restraint and stood up, turning over the people around him who were holding him down. , the speed was staggering, and he was stunned on the spot for a while, seeing the hatred in his eyes that was so strong that he wanted to eat people, thinking he was going to pounce on him, but before he had time to dodge, he turned around and hurried towards the door. go.
The county magistrate was stunned for a moment and quickly returned to his senses, and hurriedly shouted: "Quick! Stop him!" He ducked back while giving the order. At this time, he was frightened by You Qing's appearance, and he didn't even consider the question of whether a scholar could make him, the county magistrate, so afraid.
You Qing rushed to the door, but found that the door was already closed, and quickly raised his hand to open the door. In a blink of an eye, his arm was grabbed by the people who rushed up from the left and right. He didn't know where the strength came from. When the door opened, people from behind rushed up.
After the magistrate hid his plump body on the desk, he originally thought that the people behind would be shaken away again, but unexpectedly, You Qing suddenly stopped moving.
Everyone present was stunned, thinking that this scholar had exhausted his strength with all his life. The magistrate regained his senses and quickly ordered him to be tied up and sent to prison.