cargo system

Chapter 65
"It hurts me to death." Bai Yuanyuan covered her head.

"Let me see!" Su Huan said with concern.

"No!" Bai Yuanyuan took two steps back and looked at Su Huan questioningly. "The servant who went out to buy things said that you were arrested by the government again. What's going on?"

Su Huan approached. "Aren't you in pain?"

"Tell me, what's going on? Did the county magistrate make things difficult for you?" Bai Yuanyuan continued to ask.

"It'll be funny when you get horns on your head. Come home with me and apply medicine." Su Huan pulled Bai Yuanyuan's wrist.

Bai Yuanyuan wanted to shake off. "You're a big man. A little injury is nothing. On the contrary, it's Brother Su who is in deep trouble. Why didn't you send someone to notify me? Maybe I have a solution."

"There's nothing wrong with the court, I'll talk to you later, but brother Bai is really going to grow horns." Su Huan touched Bai Yuanyuan's head.

Bai Yuanyuan reacted quickly and was super sensitive, pushing Su Huan's hand away. "Brother Su, what are you doing, two big men, if people see you like this, you will be misunderstood that you have a habit of Longyang."

"Oh, it doesn't matter. I'll take you to apply the medicine first. You're really going to get swollen. Don't blame me then." Su Huan pulled Bai Yuanyuan and left.

Bai Yuanyuan wanted to say something, but Su Huan was very forceful, took her by the wrist, and ran straight home.

"Brother Su, it's not good for you to be like this, you will be misunderstood."

"Brother Su! You are a great talent now, you should pay attention to your words and deeds."

Su Huanwan seemed to be deaf, opened the back door of the east courtyard, and returned home, Xiaoyi followed behind the whole time, twitching.

Bai Yuanyuan sat on the chair, not knowing what to think. She looked at a bottle of medicine that Su Huan got from somewhere, but it could be sprayed, and the sprayed medicine turned into mist.

Bai Yuanyuan was super curious. After applying the medicine, Bai Yuanyuan took the small bottle and played with it. It was such a magical little thing.

Bai Yuanyuan discovered that Su Huan had many magical things, all kinds of things that were unheard of, unseen, and never recorded in books.

That transparent paper, and chili sauce, and this small medicine bottle that can be sprayed, and food and so on.

How many fun and interesting things does Su Huan have?
Putting down the small bottle, watching Su Huan walk around the room to put things, Bai Yuanyuan began to worry again, what exactly did Mr. Su go through just now?
In the courtroom, there is no safety. Dealing with lawsuits is bad in all likelihood. Why doesn't he say it?Is he afraid that I will worry about him?Could this big pig's trotter really have a Long Yang habit?God! !
Bai Yuanyuan covered her mouth, as if she had discovered some big secret.

……

One day passed, and the prison was dark and dark. The accountant, with disheveled hair and wearing a prison uniform, was squatting in a corner, holding his knees with his hands in a daze.

"It's time for dinner!" The jailer said in a bad tone, impatiently distributing food.

The food was poor, and the rice had a strong rotten smell, and I don't know where it came from.

The accountant, who is used to fine clothes and fine food, couldn't stand the taste. After receiving the meal, he was so smoked that he retched.

"Old man, try to vomit again!" the jailer threatened.

I don't know if it was intentional, the accountant retched again, and continued talking after vomiting. "Fuck, do these count as food? Where did the food money allocated to your cell boss go?"

"Old man, if you beat you up again, when you get here, no matter who you were before, remember who you are now." The jailer kicked the cell door.

"Come on, Mr. Ben will fight with you." Mr. Accountant was excited. "I think you owed money when you went to Chunlou, and begged me for some money!"

"Shut up." The jailer got angry, opened the cell door, rushed in and beat the accountant.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of screams from the accountant.

"Help me send a message to the county magistrate, after the matter is completed, 3000 taels of silver." The accountant said in a low voice.

After the jailer finished listening, he yelled loudly. "Little old man, I will beat you again." Then he squatted down and whispered, "Didn't you rob your house? Where did you get the money from?"

"Just kidding, Mr. Ben has been a bookkeeper for 30 years, and his family property is only tens of thousands of taels?"

"I knew it, and I will report you to the county magistrate now."

"Go, go, report it, all the money will be confiscated into public funds, and you won't get a cent." The accountant lowered his voice. "If you listen to Mr. Ben, how about giving you 3000 taels when Mr. Ben goes out?"

The jailer yelled again. "Old man, hug my feet again and beat you to death, let go." Then he whispered, "How can I trust you?"

"My family is all in prison. After the matter is over, I will give the money first, and then you will release my son secretly. How about it?"

"It's not bad, surnamed Ning, don't play tricks, and be careful that I will kill your son."

"nature."

"Tell me what you want to say?" the jailer asked.

"Tell the county magistrate, I have a plan to help him ascend to the county magistrate." The accountant was full of confidence, muttered a few more words, and asked the jailer to dig money under a tree in the back garden of the house, several hundred taels of silver Just as a deposit.

The jailer's pupils shrank slightly, frightened, he looked back around, stood up, cursed a few words, closed the door and left.

……

The county magistrate heard that the accountant had been arrested, and he said he was sick for the past few days and did not go to the government office, nor did he see anyone.

Originally, they would not meet the jailer, but unexpectedly, the jailer paid a tael of silver to the steward of the mansion, saying that there was something important and related to the master's future, so he was able to report it.

"Bold, how dare you collude with criminals!" Mr. Xian Cheng slapped the table hard.

The jailer's legs were so frightened that he knelt on the ground. "My lord, I'm just thinking about your future. If your lord wants to be a county magistrate, you can't miss this opportunity."

"The little one is just seeking money. After the matter is completed, the little one will get an ultimatum and disappear from then on. Please consider your own future. You are the county magistrate, everyone hopes. What are you calling the public... the public What is it?" The jailer kowtowed.

"What is expected of everyone?" The county magistrate had a stern face.

"Yes, yes, my lord, everyone expects it, I hope my lord can consider the thoughts of the people below us."

"Such a rebellious thing!" The county magistrate shook his head.

"My lord, all our brothers feel that if your lord is the magistrate, our county will be more prosperous, and the people will praise your merits."

"That's all! Don't blame you, get up!"

"Thank you, sir!" The jailer stood up and touched the cold sweat on his forehead.

"Secretly bring the accountant to see me." The county magistrate shouted outside. "Housekeeper, you go with this official, do what he says, go to the prison to replace someone I want to see, half a day will be enough."

"Yes, sir."

The jailer left, and after a few drinks arrangements, the other jailers were so drunk that they stood on their chairs and shouted loudly that I was the cell boss, and you all had to call me some nonsense, my lord.

In less than half an hour, the cashier was successfully replaced, and he was on his way to the county prime minister's mansion.

(End of this chapter)