Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"My Lord Prefect is fair and impartial. I still believe you, but I still have evidence of the Prime Minister's crimes over the decades he has served in office."

When the prefect heard the news, she did not scold Song Tingran like she did on the street. Instead, she looked at Song Tingran with interest, and there was a hint of majesty in her half-smile.

"You are quite courageous. Tell me about it."

"Your Excellency said this because you know that what I said is true. The evidence in my hand is very important. If I just interrogate him in the prefectural government office, I am afraid it will not be effective. Please help me transfer it to Jingzhao Yin."

"You can't explain it to me. If you go to Jingzhao Yin, you will be beaten with a stick. Each person will be beaten with a stick. Can you bear it?"

There is also a stool in the interrogation room, which is used for the jailers who usually interrogate prisoners to rest. It is placed in front of the left side of the prefect.

Song Tingran walked over and sat directly on it.

"Sir, you only need to say that the matter is of great importance and that the Jingzhao Yin needs to intervene. If this succeeds, you will also have made a contribution. If it fails, I will also be the one to die. This is reasonable and legal."

The prefect was originally furious at Song Tingran for sitting down without any manners, but now he didn't care.

This matter is completely beneficial to her, but it will inevitably make the prime minister have a bad impression of her.

"That's fine, but I have to inform the Prime Minister in advance."

"No, sir, if you tell me, I might die here, and even if I don't die, I'll be skinned alive."

The prefect shook her head and decided not to take on this credit which she might not even get.

Song Tingran rushed over anxiously, "Sir, I have a compromise."

"tell me the story."

The two talked for a long time, and the prefect was actually inclined to believe that what Song Tingran said was true, because the evidence in her hands was sufficient.

The prime minister has made some mistakes during his years as an official in the court. All officials know about it, but no one dares to speak out.

The less trouble, the better.

It was almost dawn, and Song Tingran also returned to the cell. Chen Xiangyuan had not slept yet and was waiting here.

"How about it?"

"It's going well. We'll just have to wait and see."

After a short nap here, the jailer came to bring me food.

Everyone’s meal was the same, a clear porridge with dust floating on it, and the steamed corn bread was not very big.

"Mr. Jailer, didn't you give the silver last night?" Song Tingran stopped the jailer.

"What money?"

The jailer looked at Song Tingran deeply and left.

Chen Xiangyuan comforted him, "This is how it is here. My bowl of porridge looks a little better. Here it is."

"No, you eat. We all need strength. I will pray to the prefect for fame and fortune, so that our affairs will go smoothly."

"I'm a little curious, what did you tell the prefect?"

Chen Xiangyuan drank the porridge in two mouthfuls. The portion was too small, almost just water.

"Come here and I'll tell you."

Song Tingran and Chen Xiangyuan's cells were next to each other, separated by a wooden fence.

But it's not an ordinary fence, it's a whole log, very strong.

Chen Xiangyuan thought it was some secret and leaned closer to listen.

Song Tingran ignored him and took out beef jerky from the farming space. This was something that had been stored there before. It could be kept in the space for a long time in case of emergency. Unexpectedly, it came in handy now.

In fact, there is other food, but the gaps in the fence are too small to pass through.

Chen Xiangyuan was still leaning against her ear when he smelled the fragrance. He looked closely and said, "You..."

"Eat quickly to replenish your energy. Don't ask any questions. Once we get out of here, everything will be revealed."

Chen Xiangyuan took it and ate it with big mouthfuls. He could swallow it together with the steamed bun.

Song Tingran also wanted to give some to other people, but if he gave out such a large amount, it would be difficult to say what would happen when the time came, so he simply shared it with Chen Xiangyin.

The place was filled with the aroma of beef jerky, and when the jailer came in again, he sniffed everywhere.

"What smells so good?"

"Who of you is hiding something?"

The jailer looked around, and Song Tingran said, "Sir, you must have smelled it wrongly, we didn't smell anything."

"Impossible, you must have hidden something, hand it over now!" The jailer stared at Song Tingran, she felt that she was very unusual.

"Really, sir, jailer, please don't say that, or I'll think you didn't search thoroughly before you came in."

The jailer smiled and approached Song Tingran, pointing at her, "I hope you can really get out of here."

"It is thanks to you that I can go out. I will never forget you."

A few more jailers came in and took Song Tingran and his group to the court.

The prefect of Shengjing City sat at the top, with officials holding boards on both sides. He looked scary and made people subconsciously afraid to tell lies.

"Song Tingran, I have read the letter from the Ping'an Town Magistrate that you provided. If you have anything else to add, please tell me."

Song Tingran did not mention the prime minister's corruption and bribery at first, but just dug up what happened six years ago and told it again.

As he was talking, he connected it to the previous incident of the Sihai Escort Agency, and then talked about the present.

Others also provided testimonies, and because of the two subordinates from the prime minister's side, the chain of evidence was complete.

The prime minister sitting in the back had not heard the key part for a long time, and also wanted to deal with the matter as soon as possible, so he walked out.

"Song Tingran." The prime minister uttered these three words with deep meaning. He sat on the side of the court, giving enough face to the prefect.

"I am Song Tingran. Your Excellency the Prime Minister still remembers me."

The prime minister had an indescribable temperament that was very oppressive, and it was even more so in this court. As soon as she sat down, someone served her tea.

"Last night's incident caused a lot of uproar. I heard your dirty talk and you actually wanted to sue me. It's natural for me to come and take a look at such a thing. After listening to it for a while, I found it was just nonsense!"

The prefect was silent. She had flattered him to get the news about the prime minister and the details. Now was the time to watch the show. She wanted to see how capable Song Tingran was.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, I rushed here because I had the facts and evidence. Who would have thought that I would be taken to the Prime Minister's residence after I had achieved success? Thinking about it now, I still feel terrified."

The prime minister chuckled. She looked down on such a person. He was just a businessman whose embroidery skills were outstanding. It was such a person who was actually still alive.

"Prefect, since this man is coming for me, I will take him away now."

The prime minister stood up, and her people immediately went to accept it.

The prefect walked down from the front with a trembling heart, slightly bent over.

"My Lord Prime Minister, it's fine for you to take me away and deal with me, but Song Tingran is very treacherous. The matter of her suing you is under the jurisdiction of Jingzhao Yin, so you must be careful."

"Don't worry about this. Just take care of your affairs at the prefectural government office."

"Farewell, Your Excellency!" The prefect bowed and saluted, and when he raised his head he glanced at Song Tingran.