"My husband, you are here. This concubine learned that her brother had brought you great trouble. She was so frightened that she committed suicide. She is just a bought slave. Once she is gone, she will be gone."

A woman's voice appeared, and there was obviously a wheezing sound in the timbre. Even so, the words she said were chilling.

Wang Yuanwai perked up. This was the voice of his legitimate wife. You must know that his legitimate wife's natal family is also an official family. Although she was born as a concubine, it was enough for him to be a member of the imperial family.

"Madam is here, I...hey, this is the concubine I bought for two hundred taels, and only a piece of rope was lost. This, this...hey."

Wang Yuan was so blessed that he suddenly remembered that the slaves he bought could be beaten, killed, or sold by their masters. If they died, they would be dead, and they would have nothing to say to the shop owners.

"No, this catcher, this is the concubine's contract of sale, you see it clearly." A little girl next to the wife of a member of the Communist Party of China held a copy of the contract of sale, flashed it in front of the catcher's eyes, and said proudly.

The head catcher: "..." You guys are so cruel.

"Come here, take the dead man back to the Yamen." The catcher turned around and left, and shouted loudly.

The officer waved his hand, and a servant went to help the catcher. He walked to his wife, whispered a few words in her ear, and then left with the butler and the catcher.

Someone beat a drum to express his grievance, and the hall servants beat the hall drum three times. The government servants stood on both sides and shouted "Shengtang" in unison.

Wearing an official uniform and a black gauze hat, the county magistrate walked in from the east gate of Nuange with official steps and sat on a high platform. The four words "Mingjing Gaohang" above his head were majestic. This momentum was enough to scare away most people.

of common people.

"Who is playing drums in the hall?" the county magistrate asked loudly.

Jixiang and the Master walked up together. Jixiang knelt down with a plop, but the Master did not have to kneel down because of his reputation as a scholar. He just bowed to the county magistrate in the high hall.

This scene deeply hurt Ji Xiang's eyes. He suddenly understood why his father wanted to go to private school by himself. If he had followed his father well today, how could he have caused so many messy things.

Jixiang looked behind him with regret, and saw his father standing outside the lobby, his face full of worry and nervousness. The elder brother beside him was also frowning and looking inward.

The master walked down, took the pleading from Jixiang's hand, and handed it to the county magistrate. The county magistrate looked at the pleading and began to pretend to open a court to decide the case.

When the catcher heard the county magistrate's call to bring in the stolen child, he deliberately brought the Yuan's wife in first. Who didn't realize that the catcher was up to something bad and glanced at the housekeeper.

The housekeeper quickly waved his hand, followed by several people, carrying a body wrapped in white cloth and walked into the lobby. The county magistrate frowned slightly.

"Who is there?" the county magistrate asked knowingly.

"Sir, I am a native of Xiangzhang County. Because of the virtues of my ancestors, I was given the title of Yuanwai. My humble Jing came from the Xue family." Yuanwai bowed politely.

"See your seat"

The county magistrate frowned. How could he forget that the official wife of the pig member was from the Xue family? He was really frightened by the third-grade official seal, but he thought that the Xue family was just the county chief clerk.

Although they have the same rank, they are both ninth-grade sesame officials, but in fact, he, the county magistrate, has more real power. The two are deadly rivals on the road to promotion, not to mention that the official wife outside the official is just a woman who is not subject to Xue

The mistress of the house is just a concubine that she wants to see.

Wang Yuanwai sat down, but he didn't hear the county magistrate calling for tea. He couldn't help but murmur in his heart, and glanced at the butler, who pretended not to notice. This was a court, how could he dare to speak in private.

The policemen brought the bookstore clerk and another thief up, and with ulterior motives, they held the bookstore clerk next to the corpse, scaring the clerk so much that he almost lost his nerve.

The detective quickly lifted the white cloth covering the body, revealing a pale face with a protruding tongue and clear slap marks on the face.

"Sir, please bring the concubine from the thirteenth room outside the king's house," the policeman said loudly.

"ah……"

The bookstore clerk recognized the dead person at a glance as the concubine who served as the concubine of the 13th house of the Yuan's wife. She was obviously a charming and charming woman, but how could she become such a slut?

"Sir, the thirteenth concubine of the royal family was hanged from the beam today. According to people in the palace, she committed suicide." Another detective quickly added.

The county magistrate nodded, looked at Yuan Wang and asked, "This person is your concubine. Is it a noble concubine, a good concubine, or a slave concubine?"

At this time, Yuan Wai felt extremely grateful to his legitimate wife. He really loved this concubine when he bought her back and wanted to cancel the contract of sale for her and give her the title of a good concubine.

But the legitimate wife stopped her. If a concubine has not given birth to a child, how can she be promoted to a good concubine? Even if she wants to be promoted, she must wait until the concubine gives birth to a son. This is also for the sake of your future heirs.

You must know that a concubine is still a slave even if she climbs into the master's bed, but a good concubine can stay in the household. If this thirteen-bedroom concubine really becomes a good concubine, her death today will definitely bring disaster to the members.

"Sir, this is my concubine, as evidenced by the deed of sale."

After saying that, he took out the deed of sale of the woman given to him by his legitimate wife and handed it to the master. The master took a look at it and handed it to the county magistrate. The county magistrate glanced at it slightly, sighed, and counted him good luck.

"Who are the two people in the hall?"

The county magistrate was stunned and asked sharply.

"This villain is the clerk of the Yuanwai Book Store... and the brother of... this dead man..." The clerk shivered with fright, was kicked in the head, and then stammered on his knees.

"The villain is... a thief. He stole... stole this little brother's money." Another person also said anxiously, pointing at Jixiang.

"Where's the silver?"

The county magistrate asked.

The thief glanced at the catcher, and all the money hidden in his hat was plundered by the catcher, not even the banknotes hidden in the soles of his shoes.

The catcher walked up to the master, took out a one hundred tael silver ingot from his arms, and handed over a hundred taels of broken silver. The master secretly rolled his eyes.

"Sir, here are two hundred and eighty taels of silver. The silver that Brother Ji Xiang reported missing is two hundred and two hundred and three taels." The master said softly.

The catcher took out another piece of iron, with the wife's blood still remaining on the edge of the iron piece, and presented the piece of iron to him: "Sir, this is also the physical evidence of the thief, the clerk of the bookshop."

Very good, iron pieces were actually used. The county magistrate stood up, looked at the four lottery tubes on the desk, decisively took out forty red-tipped lottery tickets, and threw them in front of the two thieves.
Chapter completed!