Queen Mother, she just wants to lie down

Ruan Qing, Zhaoping and Queqi slipped out from the side door at the back.

After making a circle, he ran to the front door as a passerby watching the excitement.

When they arrived at the scene, Mrs. Qian was doing her best to act bad, and there were many spectators around.

The three of them squeezed in from the crowd and chose a corner where they could see the situation clearly without blocking the view of those behind them.

“County Master, if you dare, kill me now, otherwise I will never be done with you.

If you don't agree to a retrial and clear my son's innocence, the old lady will crash to death in front of the county government office.

You can stop me for one day, but you can stop me for ten or eight days.

I don't believe there is no justice in this world.

My son is innocent. Although his temper is a bit irritable, he always behaves according to the rules.

My butcher shop is an old shop that has been in business for decades. It is always in short supply, and everyone in this city doesn’t know about it.

As for Ms. Zhang’s coquettish hooves, there is indeed a bit of a tangle between her and my son.

But she took the initiative to get involved after seeing my family's prosperous life and admiring my son's strong physique.

One is willing to fight and the other is willing to endure this kind of thing. What is wrong with my son?

If we really want to pursue the case, we should also pursue Ms. Zhang and arrest her to soak in the pig cage.

Why did she conclude that my son killed her man when he died?

Maybe she killed her man because she wanted to stay with my son for a long time.

If my son really killed someone for her, why didn't he take her home after her man died? "Mr. Qian, who was controlled by two government officials, was jumping on her feet and cursing.

Magistrate Ma was so annoyed by her that his head was pounding. At this moment, a woman in her thirties, dressed in commoner clothes, with a delicate appearance, a dark and rough complexion, but a very neatly groomed woman rushed out of the crowd. out.

She stretched out a finger, pointed at Mr. Qian and yelled: "You have no conscience, you are talking nonsense.

It was obvious that when your son was trying to use force on me, my man came back and was beaten to death by mistake during a fight with him.

After your son beat someone to death, he threatened me with my children and refused to allow me to report to the government...

I, an orphan and a widowed mother, couldn't compete with your family, so I had to take my mother-in-law and a pair of children to the most remote town in the county, and my life became quiet.

Five years passed in a flash, until more than two months ago, my mother-in-law, who was stimulated by her son's death and went a little crazy, heard that a good official came to the county who was not afraid of the powerful and dared to make decisions for the people.

Her mind suddenly became clear. She was afraid of causing trouble to our mother and son, so she walked alone for several days and nights, and went to the Yamen to sound the grievance drum.

Fortunately, God is wise, and the newly appointed county magistrate is a rare blue-sky grand master.

He was very aware of everything, and it didn't take much effort to find out all the evil things your son had done over the years, and avenged my man.

If I were you, I would be so embarrassed to have such a son, but you still have the nerve to overturn his case and say he is innocent?

Don’t you know how many young ladies and young wives in the neighborhood have been ruined by your son, who is worse than a pig or a dog? He has far more lives in his hands than just my man.

The county magistrate only sentenced him to beheading, which is already a great kindness. In my opinion, your son should be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts. "

This woman is one of the victims and the daughter-in-law of the old woman who reported Huang Butcher. She is now twenty-eight years old.

Zhang's appearance is very good, her facial features are very good, and she is very charming.

It's just that the pressure of life and long years of work have made her skin rough and dark, making her look several years older than her actual age.

In the past five years, the timid and charming little daughter-in-law has become a brave woman who can shoulder the burden of the family and is not afraid of all kinds of rumors and cold looks.

Zhang's cooking skills are outstanding, and she is especially good at making snacks.

When she learned that Butcher Huang had been convicted and had to wait for the queen to be executed, she cried bitterly at home. After crying, she moved her family back to the county town.

The town where she lives is the smallest and poorest town in the county, more than a hundred miles away from the county seat.

No matter how good her craftsmanship is, she can only barely make ends meet for her family by selling snacks there.

Now that Butcher Huang is behind bars, she doesn't worry about him causing trouble again.

It is naturally much easier to do business back in the county than in the town.

Today I was just carrying the sold-out breakfast stall home when I heard that Granny Qian had come to the Yamen to cause trouble and wanted to overturn her son's case.

As soon as Mrs. Zhang heard this, she put down the stall and told her mother-in-law to watch the children, and the people hurried over.

Mrs. Qian didn't recognize Mrs. Zhang at first. The difference between Mrs. Zhang now and five years ago is huge.

After she carefully looked at Mrs. Zhang and determined that the rough and dark woman in front of her was the woman who had fascinated her son back then, she immediately let out a cry, broke away from the officer's hand, and rushed towards Mrs. Zhang.

Zhang was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground by her.

After the two fell to the ground, they rolled forward twice.

Mrs. Qian is about 1.68 meters tall and fat, weighing at least 1,670 pounds.

Zhang, who was two times smaller than her and five or six centimeters shorter than her, was hit and pressed by her. Her head hit the ground and she was knocked unconscious.

The place where they fell was right at the feet of Ruan Qing and Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping took a step forward and bent down to stop Granny Qian, who not only knocked Mrs. Zhang unconscious, but also tried to hit her with his fist.

Mrs. Qian turned around and saw that the person holding her was a little girl who looked unfamiliar but was extremely beautiful. She immediately blurted out a Chinese curse: "Where did those little hooves come from?"

Regardless of the cursing, he used his free hand to slap Zhao Ping's pretty face with a backhand palm.

But before the slap even touched Zhao Ping's face, his chest hurt and he flew up from Zhang's body.

With a bang, it fell to the ground more than two meters away.

The one who did it was the little witch Zhaoping, who had practiced boxing and kicking kung fu when she was a child.

It's just that I practiced a little loosely, and I didn't have any famous teachers, so I didn't work hard enough.

It's not easy to deal with real masters, but it's no problem to defeat a few ordinary people.

No matter how fierce and powerful Mrs. Qian is, she is still an ordinary old woman and is naturally no match for Zhao Ping.

After Zhaoping kicked her away, he didn't give up. He followed her and stared at Granny Qian condescendingly: "What did you scold me just now? Little hoof? You still want to hit me in the face, right?"

Mrs. Qian is really tough. She was kicked to the ground just now and couldn't get up for a long time.

As a result, Zhao Ping chased after him, and a magical power seemed to be poured into his body. With a push of his arms, he sat up in a whoosh.

He let out a howl from his mouth and rushed towards Zhaoping: "Little hoof, I will fight with you."

But the little witch was not Zhang, so how could she get close to her? As soon as she moved, Zhao Ping slapped her with a big backhand.

Mrs. Qian, who had just jumped halfway, was immediately slapped and rolled out like a spiral.