Da'an's best son-in-law

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, he walked quickly to the old man's side, and pulled the old man up from the ground.

The old man let Ye Chen pull him with a pale face and did not make any response.

"Old man, where do you live? I'll send someone to take you back." Ye Chen said, supporting the old man's shaky body with his hands.

With this lawsuit ending like this, Ye Chen couldn't help but lament for the old man in his heart.

As the saying goes, there is no greater sorrow than death. The old man who originally held on to a glimmer of hope is now despairing. In the face of power, should ordinary people end up like this?

"Ahem, thank you so much. My name is Chi Lin, old man. I live in Chijia Lane in the south of the city, not far from here." The old man covered his chest with his hands and coughed violently twice.

Smiling gratefully at Ye Chen, Chi Lao motioned for Ye Chen to release his hands.

"Then Chen Zhong is extremely ruthless in what he does. I just want to go back alone and don't want to affect you."

Noticing the old man's palms covered with acne scars from years of weaving mats and shoes, Ye Chen sighed, took out the few dozen taels of silver remaining from his body, and handed them to Chi Lao's hands. "Please ask a doctor to see your grandson."

The bones of his limbs were broken. If he didn't have the money to call a doctor, Mr. Chi's grandson would probably be a cripple for the rest of his life..."

"It can't be done, it can't be done." The old man waved his hand quickly.

"Take it, you need it now, no matter what, you can give it back to me when you make money," Ye Chen comforted

Seeing Ye Chen's persistence, Mr. Chi no longer refused, and took the silver from Ye Chen's hand with trembling hands, but he couldn't restrain the excitement in his eyes.

This money is enough to afford a doctor who can set bones, and his grandson can be saved! "Benefactor, benefactor! Old man, I have nothing to repay. I am willing to work as a cow or a horse for you in the next life!"

After thanking Ye Chen with tears of gratitude, Chi Lao bent his knees slightly and pretended to kneel down to Ye Chen.

"I can't do it, I can't do it to Mr. Chi!" Ye Chen quickly stretched out his hand to support Mr. Chi. If a man of his age knelt down for him, he would have lost his life...

"My name is Ye Chen, you can just call me Xiaoye"

Mr. Chi wiped the tears from his face with the back of his old hand, and just nodded repeatedly, choked with sobs that he could not speak.

When a person in the abyss sees a glimmer of hope, the joy and excitement brought by that hope are incomparable.

Seeing Mr. Chi put away the broken silver in his hand, Ye Chen said warmly: "You should go back first and ask a doctor to treat your grandson as soon as possible. There is no need to delay the broken bone."

"Okay, okay, old man, I'll go back right now."

After thanking him profusely, Mr. Chi reluctantly raised his hand to Ye Chen, dragging his old and broken body out of Ye Chen's sight step by step.

"The wine and meat of Zhumen are stinky, and the roads are freezing to death..."

Seeing the absurdity of this Jizhou Yamen, Ye Chen felt a little chilled in his heart.

I originally thought that Da'an was like the Song Dynasty in my impression. Although there were frequent wars on the borders and the country was too literary, at least the people could live and work in peace and contentment.

Recalling the way Chen Zhong looked disdainfully at Mr. Chi who was redressing his grievance just now in front of the Yamen, Ye Chen helplessly shook his head.

No matter which dynasty they were in, under the oppression of the power and status of the government, these common people could only choose to accept the situation.

"Is your surname Chi...?"

As he murmured the old man's surname, a strange and mysterious figure suddenly appeared in Ye Chen's mind.

The weirdo Chi Linyuan on the first day of the Pinduoduo Project in Liyue Village, wasn’t he also named Chi? "It can't be such a coincidence..." Ye Chen murmured with a bitter smile.

He was quite interested in Chi Linyuan, and naturally the former was the one who didn't want his bones broken by Chen Zhong.

"Deqing, Shancai, follow the old man just now and make sure he gets home safely." Ye Chen ordered the Wei family guy behind him.

When he handed the money to the old man, many people in front of the Yamen saw it. Ye Chen was still a little worried that an old man with inconvenient legs and feet went back alone with the money.

"Yes, uncle." The two people behind him received the order and immediately hurried towards the direction where the old man disappeared.

After explaining these things, Ye Chen turned his head and caught a glimpse of the four characters "Justice and Strictness" written on the magistrate's Yamen plaque, and slowly narrowed his eyes.

This Li Zheng's character is exactly as Wei Yanran explained, he is just a hand-off shopkeeper...

If Li Zheng was as fair and strict as the plaque said, there would be no need for Ye Chen to give away the self-brewed beer. It would be better to destroy it to Lian Er.

But regarding the Yamen matter, Ye Chen discovered that the prefect was not only unreliable, but also seemed to have some ulterior secret relationship with the Chen family. This would be of no benefit, and I'm afraid Master Li wouldn't be able to get things done...

"Anan, do you know where the prefect's house is?"

Seeing Anan nod, Ye Chen stopped inking and jumped onto the carriage filled with beer.

"Anan, go to the magistrate's mansion!"

Li Zheng's residence was not far from the prefect's office in Jizhou, and Anan's carriage driving skills were quite skillful. He arrived at the Li family's residence in about half an hour.

"Anan, have you made a mistake?"

After getting off the carriage, Ye Chen looked at the green bricks and green tiles in front of him, which looked like the common people's residences in Jizhou. He looked at Anan beside him suspiciously.

Anan scratched his head and replied with some embarrassment: "Yes, Auntie, I have driven here before for my lady. This is Mr. Li's residence."

After receiving the exact answer, Ye Chen was immediately messed up in the wind.

Wei Yanran had told herself that Li Zheng loved drinking, visiting brothels, birthday gifts, and evading cases... He looked like a corrupt official and a scumbag in the officialdom.

The families in Jizhou give so much free money to the magistrate every year, and he lives here? Could it be that this Mr. Li is still a contrast?

Ye Chen stepped forward and knocked tentatively on the ajar wooden door. After a while, a plainly dressed little maid poked her head out and saw Ye Chen waiting outside.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Chen cupped his hands and said, "The Mid-Autumn Festival has just passed and the weather is getting colder. The Wei family sent Ye Chen to pay homage to Mr. Li."

Seeing the doubtful look in the little girl's eyes, Ye Chen curled his lips. He felt that the reason he had made up was nonsense. He didn't come to visit during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so why would he come here after half a month had passed?

She seemed to feel that Ye Chen was extraordinary, and since there was a cart full of goods covered with black cloth behind the former, the maid did not dare to neglect him. "Wait a moment, my master has just returned from handling a case at the Yamen. I will report it to you later."

Just came back from working on a case? Listening to the maid's words, Ye Chen nodded helplessly.

How dare your Mr. Li handle the case...