After time travel, I ate glutinous rice bran in ancient times

"Sir, this old nun Nianzhen was often terrified and uneasy in prison," Captain Liu walked to County Magistrate Hai and reported in a low voice.

After hearing this, County Magistrate Hai frowned slightly, nodded, and was about to speak.

Suddenly, a bailiff ran in in a panic, walked to the front of the hall, and whispered a few words to County Magistrate Hai.

After hearing this, County Magistrate Hai's face changed drastically. He waved at the bailiff, signaling him to leave for the time being.

Wang Yugui was puzzled. What happened? Hai Daren usually remained calm in the face of adversity. Why did his expression suddenly change?

County Magistrate Hai looked at the confused Nian Zhen nun in the hall and sighed, "Come on, take Nian Zhen away for the time being!"

The guards on both sides heard this and rushed forward to take the people away. When Nianzhen saw the guards coming to arrest her, she immediately shouted, "It's none of my business, let me go!"

"Why are you arresting me instead of thieves and robbers? Let me go back... It was those thieves who harmed my junior sister..."

Wang Yugui frowned after hearing this. It seemed that the old nun Nianzhen was confused again and was remembering the scene when she was tried in the court before?

After hearing this, County Magistrate Hai also frowned, thought for a moment, and said to Captain Liu, "Captain Liu, it seems that this old nun Nianzhen is easily irritated if she stays in the government office."

"Don't put her in jail for now. Find an empty house to keep her in!"

"Yes, sir, I will do it right away." Captain Liu took the order and immediately left the hall.

County Magistrate Hai sighed, looking rather gloomy, and slammed the gavel: "Adjourn the court!"

Well, considering the condition of the old nun Nianzhen, there is nothing more to be learned if we continue asking her.

The interrogation is almost over, so we can indeed adjourn the court.

After adjourning the court session, County Magistrate Hai did not return to the inner hall, but went towards the county jail.

Wang Yugui was puzzled and quickly pulled a yamen runner to ask, "Brother, where is Lord Hai going?"

"Hey, Painter Xiao Wang, you may not know yet. The jailer just reported that Nun Nianshan committed suicide by taking poison in prison. Lord Hai is rushing to the prison to check!" After the bailiff finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

Master Nianshan committed suicide by taking poison in prison, and Wang Yugui was shocked!

No wonder Lord Hai’s expression changed so drastically just now. This, this was too sudden.

Oh, Lord Hai hasn't made a judgment on the case yet, why did Master Nianshan commit suicide first?

Taking poison? Where did she get the poison in prison?

Alas, Master Nianshan probably did not want to suffer the humiliation of imprisonment, so she resorted to this desperate measure!

Passing on the throne, kowtowing, entrusting... Oh, it turns out that Master Nianshan had already had thoughts of committing suicide when she was in the hall just now.

Thinking of this, Wang Yugui felt very depressed and sad!

In the past, I felt very happy and satisfied when I listened to cases. However, I did not have that feeling when listening to the Shuijing Temple case today.

The Shuijing Temple case made Wang Yugui feel very complicated. If things were really as Nianshan said, then what crime had the nuns committed?

The main suspect in a major case suddenly died in prison. Magistrate Hai might still be in trouble, right?

County Magistrate Hai was very busy at the moment, and Wang Yugui didn't want to disturb him, so he had to leave the county government first.

At this time, it was noon and the sun was shining brightly.

Wang Yugui didn't bring a straw hat when he went out in the morning. Now he was sweating in the sun. His whole body felt like it was being roasted by fire, and there was scorching heat everywhere.

Even the wind is hot. This weather is not only hot, but also stuffy.

Wang Yugui was walking quickly and attentively when suddenly, a voice hawked by the roadside came: "Watermelons for sale, big and sweet watermelons for sale..."

Wang Yugui looked up and saw an old man selling watermelons on the roadside!

When the old man saw Wang Yugui coming over, he smiled and handed him a small piece of cut watermelon: "Sir, this is a fresh and sweet watermelon. Try a piece!"

This old man knew how to sell. Wang Yugui was feeling very hot and his mouth was dry, so he just took the small piece of watermelon that the old man handed over.

I finished it in just a few bites. It was quite sweet and delicious!

Seeing this, the old man smiled and said, "Sir, how is it? Sweet, right? Buy one!"

"Well, it's quite sweet. Give me two." Wang Yugui looked up at the old man and smiled: "Hey, isn't this Uncle Zhong? Why are you here selling watermelons again?"

This old man was none other than Uncle Zhong, the watermelon seller whom Wang Yugui and his elder sister met at the city gate last time.

"Sir, do you know this old man?" When Mr. Zhong heard Wang Yugui say this, he stared at Wang Yugui again.

Wang Yugui smiled and said, "Yes, Uncle Zhong, have you forgotten that some time ago, my sister and I bought two watermelons from you at the city gate!"

"Oh, oh, yes, yes, I remember now, it's you, sir. Your little sister is very good at bargaining." Uncle Zhong has a good memory.

Wang Yugui smiled and said, "Uncle Zhong, look, I'm an old customer. You have to give me a discount today!"

"Haha, OK, OK," Mr. Zhong smiled and picked up two watermelons and weighed them.

After weighing them, he smiled and said to Wang Yugui, "Sir, today watermelons are sold at six coins per catty. Two watermelons weigh twelve catties in total, which is seventy-two coins in total."

"Sir, since you are a regular customer, just give me seventy coins!"

"Haha, OK, thank you, uncle." Wang Yugui smiled and said this, but he still paid 72 coins to Uncle Zhong: "Uncle, I'll give you 2 coins in change. Please give me a lower price next time!"

"Oh, okay, okay, sir, you are such a kind person." Uncle Zhong took the money and was very happy.

Wang Yugui picked up the two melons and took two steps when he heard

Uncle Zhong called him from behind: "Sir, where are you going?"

"Ah, I'm going home." Wang Yugui turned around and smiled.

The old man came over pushing a cart and said, "Sir, is your house in front?"

"I'm going to change my place and sell melons in the shade in front of the vegetable market. Put the melons in the car and I'll take you home."

"I see you're having a hard time holding it, haha!"

"Okay, you'll pass by my house on your way to the market. Uncle, the Wang's Art Shop on the street ahead is owned by my family," Wang Yugui said with a smile.

As he said this, he put the watermelon on Uncle Zhong's cart. Uncle Zhong smiled and said, "Oh, sir, so your last name is Wang?"

"Yes, uncle, my last name is Wang, and my name is Wang Yugui. You can call me Yugui, hehe." Wang Yugui smiled.

As he spoke, he stepped forward to help Uncle Zhong push the cart. Uncle Zhong waved his hand and said, "Master Wang, you take a rest. I can push it by myself. You just follow me."

As he spoke, he looked at Wang Yugui and said, "Mr. Wang, you look like a scholar, a gentleman."

"How can a hand that holds a pen do such rough work as ours?"

"Uncle, that's too much. I'm just a little painter." Wang Yugui laughed.

After listening to this, Mr. Zhong looked at Wang Yugui again and said, "Oh, so you are a painter!"

"Oh, hello, painter. I heard that there is a famous painter in the city, and I think his last name is Wang."

"It is said that the painter is very good at drawing portraits. He can draw quickly and realistically. He can also draw a panda. Oh, I have never seen it, so I don't know what kind of treasure it is!"