Chapter 204 Waistline 3.2 Feet
As soon as the witness and victim of Suijin Town came on stage, the audience below became agitated and pushed forward.
Everyone stretched their necks to look inside. Those in the hall probably knew what they wanted to see.
The originally quiet hall was in chaos, and even the yamen runners' shouts of "Silence" could not suppress the commotion.
Song Liyun and others were also startled and quickly retreated behind the yamen runners on both sides.
A gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall. Who knows if there is someone like Hong Jingtian among those people.
Jiang Feng had a solemn expression on his face. He sat behind the desk in his official uniform, with the wings of his official hat spread wide, adding a touch of majesty to his demeanor.
Seeing the chaos inside and outside the court, Jiang Feng slammed the gavel and said, "Come here, drive out all the idle people in the court a dozen feet away. No crowding or making noise."
The yamen runners immediately started to drive people away with water and fire sticks. After a while of chaos, there was only an empty space in front of the lobby.
Song Liyun and others then came out to greet Lord Jiang.
When a woman's back appeared, the audience in the hall suddenly exclaimed: "Ah! Why isn't that Rouge Tiger's waist 3 feet 2 inches and height 3 feet 2 inches!"
"Who told you that his waist is three feet two inches and his height is three feet two inches? Doesn't that make him a piece of meat? His face is obviously as black as coal and you could put a fist between his teeth."
"You're all wrong. She's in there now. Isn't she a beautiful lady? She's using charm. Do you understand charm? It's the tricks of a vixen..."
The noises carried into the lobby, and Song Liyun was so angry that her chest ached: Damn it, if I didn't have something important to do right now, I would have shown people what a door panel that is three feet tall and three feet around the waist is.
Xue Zhuang, Han Ming and others also heard it and were immediately furious.
But at this time they had no way to immediately drive away those troublemakers, so they all quietly moved their positions to block Song Liyun's figure.
Jiang Feng's mouth twitched.
But he was oblivious to these actions and just asked the clerk to question and answer the witnesses according to the trial procedures.
Captain Luo had already given Song Liyun the standard answers to the questions that would be asked during the trial. She only needed to recite them once according to the outline.
As for Mickey and others, their lives in prison are not easy. They just want to be convicted as soon as possible, whether by being killed or exiled, so that they can escape from this suffering as soon as possible.
What's more, the things he asked about had been said thousands of times, and he answered them almost more fluently than Song Liyun and others.
Jiang Feng only spoke when he asked about the bandits disguised as yamen runners who wanted to enter Baolinju and were injured by a ferocious beast.
"What kind of beast is this? Why isn't it brought to court today?"
Song Liyun thought for a moment: If Hei Jin came to this hall, as soon as it got excited, it would probably jump onto the plaque behind the desk.
But now that Jiang Feng wants to ask, she has to find a reasonable reason to answer.
"Your Excellency, that's just a black dog I raised. If you need a dog to serve in the palace, I'll have my family send it over right away."
Song Liyun answered respectfully.
The man who was scratched by Hei Jin had died in prison, and Sui Jin Town was dozens of miles away from Qili County. It was obviously unrealistic to wait for a dog to be sent over before retrial.
Hearing Song Liyun's answer, the corners of the mouths of several people in Suijin Town twitched.
They all know Hei Jin. Although they both have the word "black" in their names, they are two different creatures. Moreover, Hei Jin's intelligence is sometimes even beyond human reach.
Jiang Feng obviously knew what black gold was. He just wanted to test the woman's reaction. When he heard Song Liyun lie without blinking, his face became even more tense.
After the interrogation, the verdict will be announced, which is what everyone in the court and the audience want to know most.
Tianxiang Tower had been closed down long ago, and Master Hong's property had also been seized.
As the saying goes: Money comes like a needle picking up soil, and money goes like waves rolling up sand.
Old Master Hong is a piece of fat meat in Qili County.
Even with Jiang Feng, the parachuted-in county magistrate, keeping an eye on things, everything under his name or related to him was divided up in a blink of an eye, openly or covertly.
In addition, all the old stories from the past were dug up, and the property under his name was not enough to pay the compensation.
Now only Tianxiang Tower remains, which has also been confiscated by the government.
The final verdict was that Mickey had breached the contract without authorization and disrupted the rules of the market by force. All his property was sold, and his wife and elderly parents were sent to southern Xinjiang for resettlement.
When Mickey heard that he was going to Southern Xinjiang, he fainted immediately. Although he had never left Yunzhou in his life, he knew that Southern Xinjiang was full of miasma, rain and smoke, and nine out of ten people would die.
I am already disabled now, and if I go there, I will die on the way.
Shopkeeper Mi felt really wronged. All he wanted was to lower the price and make a few more cents.
The other charges were more serious, impersonating officials and trespassing into private homes. They were sentenced to death in the autumn. It was now June, and they still had three months of living time left.
The Tianxianglou case was concluded when the crying criminals were taken back to the prison.
The following case was not suitable to be made public, so the yamen runners began to disperse the onlookers and closed the gate outside the lobby.
Xue Zhuang and Mr. Zhang had nothing to do with the case and also left the county government office.
Two hours had passed since the court session began. Both of Song Liyun's legs were shaking as she stood, and she switched from left leg to right leg from time to time.
In the corner of the lobby, Hong Jingtian, who was tied up in a large wooden yoke, still had his head lowered, as if he was dead and silent.
Jiang Feng looked at the tired yamen runners and Song Liyun and his group in the hall, and finally gave the order to adjourn the court.
It was impossible to go back and lie down to rest, so the county kitchen sent a basket of white flour buns and a bucket of water. Everyone ate something in the hall to fill their stomachs and then sat against the wall.
The yamen runners rushed forward and surrounded the basket of steamed buns. Han Ming also helped Song Liyun get a steamed bun.
Song Liyun lost her appetite immediately when she saw the black finger marks on the white flour buns that were left by someone unknown.
There was dried meat in her space, but it was not convenient to take it out and eat it at this time.
At this moment, a handsome young man, only about thirteen or fourteen years old, came out from the back hall. He ran to Song Liyun and said, "Miss Song, my master wants to question you in the back."
Song Liyun frowned slightly.
Han Ming came closer and stared at the servant warily: "Master Jiang, what is it that you want to see Miss Song alone?"
Everyone knows that the relationship between the government and the garrisons is not good.
Song Liyun was a military householder, meaning she was a member of the garrison. If something happened to her if she was called by the government...
Seeing the rude man's wary face, the servant curled his lips and said, "Just go if I tell you to. This is the county government office. Who would want to eat you?"
There is a flower hall behind the court, which is equipped with a resting area, making it convenient for people to take breaks during the court session and for others to sit in on the proceedings.
Song Liyun followed the servant here and her eyes suddenly widened.
There was a table of light meals in the flower hall, with a few plates of snacks, three or four cold dishes, and three bowls of porridge.
None of this is surprising.
What surprised Song Liyun the most were the two people sitting at the same table.
Jiang Feng had already taken off his official uniform. He now wore a jade hairpin in his hair and a moon-white gown. He no longer had the majestic air he had in the court. Although he still looked serious, he was full of elegance.
Sitting opposite him was Zhao A Shi.
(End of this chapter)
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