He naturally verified the token proving Shen Ziyu's identity, and it was genuine.
Unexpectedly, the person who sent him here was telling the truth. It really was the Marquis of Pingle, and the Marquis of Pingle really was in Yuanning County.
Moreover, it was rumored that Marquis Ping Le had white hair at a young age, which he should have noticed much earlier. At first, he even wondered if the person in front of him was sick because of his white hair.
Fortunately, he wasn't as rude as the county magistrate; he still had a wife, children, and elderly mother at home, and he couldn't die yet.
Shen Ziyu did not punish him, but simply said to him, "Get up. I didn't intend to expose my whereabouts, so it's normal that you don't know. Take me to the prison; I have some matters to attend to."
The county magistrate shakily got up from the ground, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead: "My lord, please, I will show you the way."
The constables who had been beaten down by Shen Ziyu stood trembling on the sidelines, not daring to utter a sound or move.
Wei Yong ran into the prison cell, and several more yamen runners rushed out. Wei Yong felt like he was invincible again.
Hiding behind the constables, his evil face was revealed: "Arrest them all! They dare to hit me, and they'll know what the word 'regret' means!"
"Furthermore, Cai Wuping, as the county magistrate, you actually joined forces with thieves to plot against me, the county magistrate. You should also go to jail with them to calm down!"
He spoke with great confidence, as if he had forgotten that Shen Ziyu had just beaten up the yamen runner beside him.
Cai Wuping was the county magistrate.
Before Shen Ziyu could even make a move, Cai Wuping shouted to the constables behind him, "What are you all doing? Didn't you see that the magistrate is plotting to harm the Marquis? Quickly come with me to arrest the magistrate and protect the Marquis!"
The constables who had been beaten by Shen Ziyu earlier now picked up their knives, ready to fight the jailers to the death. After all, if they didn't fight, they would still face certain death when the Marquis became angry. Fighting might give them a chance to survive.
When the jailers heard what County Magistrate Cai Wuping said and saw the jailers draw their swords, they suddenly became a little scared.
Why should we involve these struggling ordinary people in the affairs of adults?
No matter who wins this fight, it's not a good thing.
The jailers and the county yamen runners usually interacted, and they hesitated when suddenly they were about to fight each other.
Cai Wuping's men approached step by step, and the people in the cell wisely threw their knives on the ground.
Enraged, Wei Yong kicked the constable in front of him, yelling, "Useless trash! Once I get out of here, I'll kill you all!"
Shen Ziyu smiled, but her words were as cold as ice: "You'll probably never get out of here in this lifetime."
"Magistrate Wei Yong attempted to murder me. County Assistant Magistrate, tell me, how should the Magistrate be sentenced?"
"Your Excellency, murdering a high-ranking official of the court is punishable by the extermination of his entire family, according to the laws of our dynasty."
Shen Ziyu led Ye Lingyu and Ruan Banxia step by step into the prison cell, and then asked, "If I remember correctly, murdering a member of the royal family is punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one's family."
"Your Excellency is right. Murdering a member of the royal family is a crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one's family."
Shen Ziyu asked jokingly, "Then, Magistrate Cai, tell me, murdering a member of the imperial family results in the extermination of nine generations of his family, plotting against this Marquis results in the extermination of three generations of his family. Are Magistrate Wei's family members enough to be executed? Should we also dig up Magistrate Wei's ancestral graves and make his ancestors die again?"
Just then, a voice came from behind: "Brother Shen, what a great idea! Let's dig up Magistrate Wei's ancestors and tell them that their previous deaths were not the right way, so they should get up and die again."
Ye Lingyu turned around abruptly, and the person who spoke was none other than Cheng Qingyan.
Wasn't this person drunk? Why is he here at this time?
"Ayan, what brings you here? Does your head hurt?"
Cheng Qingyan smiled broadly: "It doesn't hurt anymore, all thanks to Jiang Jiang, she's turned into a ginseng root now~"
"Drunken Ginseng? What does that mean?"
"Wife, I'll explain to you when we get outside. Let's go find Uncle Mu first."
"Okay, let's find Uncle Mu first."
The magistrate was terrified and panicked, retreating haphazardly to the prison where prisoners were tortured.
The torture sentences in the torture chamber were still stained with blood.
Led by the county magistrate and his constables, they found Mu Zhiyue, who was on the verge of death, in a dark and damp prison cell.
Mu Zhiyue had fallen into a coma and had a fever; his wounds were beginning to fester.
In just one day and one night, Mu Zhiyue went from a healthy, normal person to being tortured to the point of near death.
Cheng Qingyan and the others led the man out of the cell. Ruan Banxia provided emergency medical treatment, determined not to let Mu Zhiyue die unjustly and tormented in prison.
When Ye Lingyu and her group took the person away, the county magistrate did not dare to stop them.
Shen Ziyu glanced back at Wei Yong and instructed Cai Wuping, "I will have someone take him to the county government for treatment first. I am not taking him away unreasonably. Once he has recovered somewhat, I will investigate this matter myself."
"As for Magistrate Wei, who attempted to murder me, let him be imprisoned for now, and we will try him later."
"All matters, large and small, of the county government shall be handled by Assistant Magistrate Cai. Before the imperial appointment arrives, Assistant Magistrate Cai shall act as the county magistrate."
Cai Wuping was flattered and surprised, thinking that he would be imprisoned along with Cai Wuping!
After Cheng Qingyan and the others brought the person to the county government office, Mu Zhiyue accepted Ruan Banxia's treatment.
Mu Zhiyue had been recovering well under Cheng Qingyan's care, and his previously damaged body was slowly healing; he had even gained some weight. But this time, he was tormented again, even more severely than he had been tormented at the Ye family.
The sight of those exposed, stark white bones nearly made Ye Lingyu faint.
The basins of blood being drained from the wounds looked as if Mu Zhiyue had bled to death.
So this is what human blood can be like—so red, so white, so tender—and so meticulously removed. What inhuman torture must Mu Zhiyue have endured that day?
Mu Zhiyue's breath grew weaker and weaker, and Cheng Qingyan took out the whisker that she had previously plucked from Jiang Jiang's body from her spatial storage.
"My wife, don't worry. No matter what, I will make sure Uncle Mu is alright. I'll give this to Uncle Mu now."
When Ye Lingyu saw the ginseng roots, her eyes finally lit up.
How could I forget this? With this, Uncle Mu shouldn't die!
"Ayan, quickly cut a slice and put it in Uncle Mu's mouth!"
Ruan Banxia stuffed the sliced ginseng roots into Mu Zhiyue's mouth.
The ginseng kept her alive, preventing Ruan Banxia from dying before she could even treat Mu Zhiyue.
Even just cleaning the wound, he could feel Mu Zhiyue's breath growing weaker and weaker. The medicine was still simmering, and when the pills were put into Mu Zhiyue's mouth, he no longer knew how to swallow them.
From now on, it's Ruan Banxia's turn to shine.
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