County Magistrate Chen died, and the affairs of the Yamen were temporarily handled by the Master. This did not have any impact on the government affairs of Rui County. When County Magistrate Chen was alive, he was only responsible for eating, drinking, having fun, and accepting bribes. The master was in charge of everything in the government office.
This master's surname is Zheng Mingye. He was elected in the fourth year of Tianyou's reign and is thirty years old this year. Master Zheng's family owns a medicine shop and is quite wealthy. Over the years, he has tried his best to flatter County Magistrate Chen, which has aroused a lot of ridicule. However, in private, he has done a lot of good deeds and helped many people. Young man, if it weren't for him, Ruixian County would have been in chaos.
The first thing Master Zheng did was to suspend Capt. Zhao and let the baby-faced young detective Bai Quan take his place.
Although Ye Wuji was locked in prison, he was neither tortured nor interrogated.
From Master Zheng's point of view, the case is full of doubts. Although Mrs. Chen insists that she saw Ye Wuji murder with her own eyes, Mrs. Chen hesitates every time she asks for details. If she asks too many questions, she will use her identity to pressure people.
Seeing time passing day by day, Mrs. Chen couldn't help but feel anxious. On the second night after Ye Wuji was imprisoned, Mrs. Chen secretly went to find Capt. Zhao who was dismissed from his job at home.
"Welcome visitor." Capt. Zhao was drinking wine at home to soothe his sorrows. "I wonder if Madam is here. What advice can you give me?"
"Zhao Hu, people in the Ming Dynasty don't speak secretly." Mrs. Chen put a small porcelain bottle on the table, "This is Shibu Broken Heart Powder. Find an opportunity to put it in Ye Wuji's food."
Capt. Zhao sneered and said, "I don't understand what you are saying, madam. You killed the man, what does it have to do with me, Zhao Hu?"
"You are from Dushan Village." Mrs. Chen calmly told Zhao Captou's hidden life experience, "The head of Dushan Village is your father. The last time you set fire to the temple, you wanted to avenge your father. Dushan Village Human trafficking, it’s you who are connecting them and covering up their traces.”
With a fierce look in his eyes, Zhao Hu jumped up, grabbed Mrs. Chen's neck and pushed her down on the kang.
"How did you know?"
"If you want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself. Now we are grasshoppers on the same rope. If you do things for me, you are doing things for yourself."
"Madam is really smart." He moved closer to Madam Chen, his eyes gradually changed, and his hand slid down from his neck, "Since we are our own people, why don't we get closer and closer?"
Mrs. Chen looked disgusted, but she did not refuse.
The next day, Capt. Zhao found someone to secretly put poison into Ye Wuji's lunch.
Ye Wuji glanced at today's lunch, which was again carrots and cabbage. He really didn't have any appetite, so he put it aside for the time being.
"Hey, if you don't want to eat, give it to me!" The little beggar in the next cell finished his bowl in two or three mouthfuls, drooling and staring at Ye Wuji's bowl.
"Want to eat?" Ye Wuji waved the bowl in front of the little beggar's eyes, "I won't give it to you!"
"Look at how bad you are!" The little beggar rolled his eyes at Ye Wuji, "Master, I haven't eaten any delicacies outside, but I still care about your bowl of rice! I just don't want you to waste food."
"Brag, you are just a beggar and you still get delicacies from mountains and seas!"
"Hey, I'm not lying to you." The little beggar grabbed the railing and came over. "Our beggar gang is the largest gang in the world. We have good benefits and good treatment. We get a monthly salary." The little beggar stretched out five fingers. "This amount . We, the elders of the Beggar Clan, each have several apartments and several concubines at home! After you are released from prison, hang out with me and I will ensure that you have a car and a house, become famous, marry the daughter of a rich family, and reach the pinnacle of life!"
The little beggar's words were sincere and his eyes were sincere, which really made Ye Wuji a little tempted.
"Is the Beggar Clan really that good?" Ye Wuji asked, "It doesn't matter what else, can it really become famous?"