A Complaint against Ji Yunshu
This storm came so fast that Ji Yunshu wasn't prepared for it.
Her courtyard had been peaceful for many years. Even if she and Luan 'er were to die, no one would find out.
What kind of wind blew today? Ji Lingzhi and Ji Wanxin came!
Ji Yunshu watched as the small figure rushed out again. She knew that if Ji Lingzhi really went to complain, she wouldn't be able to bear the consequences!
Ji Wanxin's face was twisted as she walked over with restless steps.
Although she was worried about Ji Lingzhi, she didn't forget to say, "Yunshu, you seemed to be going out just now. Don't worry, I'll take care of Lingzhi. You can handle your own matters."
"Second Sister, thank you for just now."
"We're a family, there's no need to say such things." The sincerity in her eyes was obvious.
Ji Yunshu nodded. "In the entire Ji family, I'm afraid that only you would treat me like family."
These words were sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy!
Ji Wanxin reached out and patted the back of Ji Yunshu's hand. "I know you have grievances in your heart. You've suffered a lot since you were young. If it was anyone else, I'm afraid that they wouldn't be able to endure it. Instead, I'm envious of your tenacity."
Ji Yunshu smiled faintly and didn't reply.
"Then I won't say much. I'm going to take a look at Lingzhi. That girl is always talking nonsense. I don't know what kind of trouble she'll cause. You go do your work, I'll help you!"
"En."
Ji Yunshu nodded.
Ji Wanxin left in small steps, but the sound of her coughing could still be heard in the distance.
She was such a beautiful woman, but she looked sickly!
At this moment, Luan 'er's face was full of worry. She bit her lip. "Miss, Fourth Miss won't go to complain, right?"
Of course!
Right now, Ji Yunshu couldn't care less. She returned to her room, changed into men's clothes, and hurried to the yamen.
When she arrived at the yamen's entrance, the two yamen runners outside beamed with joy when they saw her.
"Teacher Ji is here!"
They looked like neighbors coming out for a stroll.
Ji Yunshu didn't even glance at them. Her body was straight, and her light blue robe fluttered in the winter wind. Her wide sleeves fluttered in the wind.
His eyebrows were tightly knitted but did not lose their elegance, and his face was deep but did not lose its trickle of trickle. He could simply be called a dainty beauty!
The son of Liang Qizi, Mu Ziyu Lang
All in Duanzhou pass, all in the sky, all thin and handsome
Using these two lines to describe it was the most suitable!
The two runners looked at each other. Why was Teacher Ji acting so strange today?
Who would have expected …
Ji Yunshu walked to the yamen's entrance and picked up a wooden club. She raised it high and struck it with all her might.
* Hong Dong … *
One after another, he struck seven times.
The bailiffs trembled, both of them stunned.
Ji Yunshu returned the wooden club to its original place and turned to face the other two. She solemnly said, "Someone is beating the drum. Is no one going to inform Lord Liu to open the court?"
The bailiff had no idea what was going on. He took a few steps back and nodded furiously, "Oh, oh, oh …"
Then, he hurriedly rushed to the yamen's backyard to report.
Ji Yunshu also entered the yamen.
At this moment, Magistrate Liu was sitting in the pavilion in the backyard, sipping tea. He was obviously leisurely and carefree, but his expression was tense. Although he had a flattering smile on his face, his hands were shaking uncontrollably!
The reason for this was Jing Rong, who was sitting across from him!
Jing Rong's neck and arm were in a sling, and his other hand was holding a teacup, drinking tea. It was truly comical!
Just two hours ago, this great Buddha had once again graced his humble abode with his presence. He said that he wanted to drink tea with Magistrate Liu and talk about the bright future.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they sat down, Jing Rong began to talk about the strange things he had heard in the past six months of traveling all over the country.
Something about an old monk returning to secular life and getting married! Something about pigs and dogs fighting! Something about a woman being drowned in a pig's cage for adultery …
Hey, hey, hey, this isn't a strange thing. I've even seen a stone bloom! The old willow tree is bleeding!
Magistrate Liu thought to himself.
But when Jing Rong spoke, Magistrate Liu didn't dare to miss a single word. He pricked up his ears and listened for a long time, gradually becoming drowsy.
"Milord …" The bailiffs rushed over in a hurry.
'I'm saved, I'm saved!'
Magistrate Liu's eyes lit up. He hoped that he could quickly open the court and get rid of this great Buddha.
The bailiffs panted as he entered the pavilion and hurriedly said, "Milord, Ji … Ji …"
"What chicken?"
"It's not a chicken." The bailiffs waved his hand and gasped for breath. "It's Teacher Ji. He beat the drum outside the yamen seven times!"
Beating the drum seven times meant that the case was extremely serious!
Magistrate Liu immediately stood up and widened his eyes. "Teacher Ji beat the drum? Why?"
"I don't know. He said that he wants you to quickly open the court."
"This …" Magistrate Liu glanced at Jing Rong, waiting for his instructions.
Jing Rong's good-looking eyebrows slightly wrinkled. He couldn't help but tighten his grip on the teacup.
'This little guy has delivered himself to my door!
Last night, he left me to sleep in the memorial hall. He even let Lang Po pass a message to me. Does he really want to escape from my palm? '
He nodded his chin. "Go. I'll be watching from behind. Don't say that I'm here."
"Yes, yes, yes …"
He repeatedly complied.
He hastily put on his official robe and went to open the court.
Ji Yunshu stood upright in front of the court.
Magistrate Liu had just sat down and was about to beat the drum with the gavel out of habit. However, his hand suddenly stopped. The one beating the drum was Ji Yunshu.
He looked at Ji Yunshu with a puzzled expression. "Yunshu, why are you beating the drum? Who bullied you? "
In the next moment, Ji Yunshu lifted her gown and knelt down.
"Milord, this commoner is here to beat the drum and complain about my injustice."
Everyone in the hall was frightened.
They were all old acquaintances, so why was she kneeling?!
Magistrate Liu bent over and hurriedly said, "Yunshu, quickly get up. The floor is cold!"
She didn't get up. With a serious expression, she emphasized, "Milord, this commoner is here to beat the drum and complain about my injustice."
"Then … then what drum are you beating? What injustice? "Magistrate Liu cautiously asked.
"This commoner wants to sue someone."
"Who?"
"This person's surname is Ji, and his name is Yunshu."
'Crazy! Crazy! Crazy! '
Magistrate Liu trembled and used his hand to dig his ears to make sure that he didn't hear wrong.
Behind the court, Jing Rong slightly narrowed his eyes. Doubt rose in his heart. 'This little scholar, what is he trying to do?
But it seems like there will be a good show.
I should really get some melon seeds to eat! '
Magistrate Liu raised his trembling hand and pointed at Ji Yunshu who was kneeling on the ground. "You … Say it again."
Ji Yunshu's eyes narrowed. "This commoner wants to sue the yamen's painter, Ji Yunshu, for failing to judge the case clearly and making numerous omissions. This commoner pleads for the court to reopen and investigate the Zhou family's murder case."
'Uh …'
The yamen was in an uproar!
'Wasn't the Zhou family's case already closed?
Didn't the murderer already admit to it?
The report on the case had already been sent to the Ministry of Justice. In a few days, the verdict should be out.
'Now … what's going on?'
Magistrate Liu swallowed his saliva. "Yunshu, let … let's not make a fuss."
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