In the end, in front of the court, Yang Ling recounted what he had seen and confirmed that Ma Ang did not lay a heavy hand on Boss Wang. The Wang family, young and old, knelt there and wept, talking about how their father was usually in good health and how it must be Ma Ang who killed him. This made the slick Magistrate Huang's head hurt. He sat there with his two round eyes, completely at a loss of what to do.
Behind the low table at the side sat Magistrate Huang. A Magistrate's duty was to assist the County Magistrate and there was nothing he shouldn't ask about. However, in order to avoid suspicion of infringement, a Magistrate was only equivalent to a probationary County Magistrate. Normally, he was like a clay sculpture in a temple and did not express his opinion on anything.
This Magistrate Huang was also a scholar. At that time, scholars were respected and martial arts were inferior. He looked down on this County Magistrate who was born a military ruffian. Therefore, he had always been by his side, playing the role of Xu Shu. County Magistrate Min had long been used to treating him as if he did not exist and did not ask him.
Just as he was scratching his beard helplessly, a supervisor came close to his ear and whispered a few words. County Magistrate Min flicked his sleeves and said loudly, "Take Ma Ang into custody for the time being. Leave the corpse to the supervisor. The rest of you can go back first and wait for me to examine it before making a decision. "
Ma Ang was taken to prison. The crowd left their names and addresses and were sent out. Yang Ling also stood up and bid farewell to County Magistrate Min. When he left the main hall, Miss Ma hurriedly caught up with him and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Scholar Yang, for speaking up for my brother."
This girl was really more beautiful than a flower. In the main hall, it was not as cold as outside. Her frozen face had recovered its softness and luster, white and warm like a beautiful jade, making her charming appearance even more captivating.
When Yang Ling heard her call him scholar, he could not help but think of those poor and pedantic scholars. He felt very uncomfortable, so he laughed and said, "I was just speaking the truth. Just now on the road, I saw that Miss Ma has quite the heroic bearing of a woman. There is no need to call me scholar, just call me by my name."
Miss Ma forced a smile and said, "In that case, thank you, Young Master Yang. I will have to trouble Young Master Yang to testify at the trial." At this point, an official of about fifty years of age with three strands of black beard under his chin hurriedly walked in. County Magistrate Min, who was in the hall, had left the hall but did not leave. Seeing him come in, he immediately greeted: "Lord Ma, you came at the right time. This matter is really troubling me. What do you think?"
He was straightforward, but Lord Ma was smarter. When he saw that there was a young man he didn't know besides County Magistrate Min and his daughter, he was a little hesitant and didn't dare to mention the case. Seeing his daughter greet him, he just waved his hand and asked Yang Ling in confusion, "This is …"
Miss Ma hurriedly said, "Father, this scholar is called Yang Ling. When I went shopping with my brother, the shopkeeper stole my pearls. In the end, my brother scolded me and I died of embarrassment. Thanks to Young Master Yang speaking up for my brother, the shopkeeper was not convicted because of the neighbor's side of the story. I will have to trouble Young Master Yang for tomorrow's trial."
Deputy Ma hurriedly cupped his hands in thanks and exchanged some pleasantries. County Magistrate Min was impatient and said, "Magistrate Ma, it's not that I don't want to help you, but the Wang family has a lot of people and the neighbors are witnesses. Although we have Scholar Yang's testimony, it's a case of human life. I don't dare to let him go so easily."
Seeing the County Magistrate's personality, Yang Ling could not help but laugh. Hearing that the two were going to talk about something that he could not hear, he hurriedly cupped his hands and said goodbye. Miss Ma was a smart person. Seeing him shake his head and laugh, she felt that he had a well-thought-out plan. She had seen County Magistrate Min at yesterday's banquet. Like her father, he was a soldier and did not have a complicated mind. Maybe this Scholar Yang would have a way to save his brother. After all, these scholars must have read about the Law of Ming Destiny.
Thinking of this, Miss Ma hurriedly caught up with him and said in a sweet voice, "Young Master Yang, looking at your expression, do you have a way to save my brother?"
Upon hearing Miss Ma's words, County Magistrate Min and Deputy Ma could not help but feel refreshed. Four pairs of eyes looked over at the same time. Yang Ling was startled and quickly waved his hand, saying, "No, no, I am just a witness. How can I overstep my boundaries and give advice to the County Magistrate?"
Hearing this, County Magistrate Min and Deputy Ma were immediately disappointed. Unexpectedly, Miss Ma was very smart and immediately asked, "In that case, it is not that Young Master Yang does not have a way, but because of your identity, it is inconvenient for you to intervene in the case?"
Yang Ling only needed to say that he did not have a way, then he could leave and go back to find a way to make a fortune in ancient times. He could buy a rich inheritance for Han Youniang and then return to the netherworld to continue giving Ox-Head and Horse-Face headaches. But for a little beauty like Miss Ma, which man would be willing to admit that he was incompetent in front of her?
Provoked by her, Yang Ling blurted out, "Yes, I am just a Xiucai. I just happened to be a witness in this matter. If I stand out and give advice to the County Magistrate, wouldn't it be overstepping my status?"
Miss Ma smiled and suddenly bowed down to him, kneeling on both knees and said, "Young Master Yang, although my brother is a little reckless, he is definitely not an evil person. The shopkeeper of the Wang family sacrificed his life in vain for the sake of profit. He actually wants my brother to pay for his life. Young Master Yang, can you bear to see this happen?
The County Magistrate and my father are both martial artists with straightforward temperaments and rarely dabble in the law. Since Young Master Yang is well-versed in the law, how can you not save him?
The Sage once said, 'What is the purpose of reading the books of the Sages?' You can only 'bear' it. When you encounter something, you only say that you have no guilt and don't ask whether it is a disaster or not. If you know that it is unfair but find excuses to not uphold justice, it is shameless. What do you think, Young Master Yang? "
Yang Ling was tongue-tied. He did not expect this little girl to be so sharp-tongued. He was nervously searching for the memory of the two lives in his mind to see if he could think of some ways from the law of Ming Destiny and the judgment of the future generations. He helped her up from above and said, "Miss Ma, please get up quickly. In my opinion, the shopkeeper of the Wang family has a hidden disease. Although your brother pushed him, he will definitely not kill him because of this. But now the Wang family is furious and everyone is saying the same thing. Since the person died there and your brother did do it, how can it be so easy to distinguish whether he is guilty or not? Even if I have some ideas, I may not be able to save him. "
At that time, there was a difference between men and women and it was not appropriate for them to touch each other. Even if he did not want to accept her bow and wanted to help her up, he could only use his hands to gesture from a distance of a foot. The other party also took the opportunity to get up. It was as if the person who helped people up was proficient in the Jiu Yang Shen Gong and could hurt people from a distance of ten feet.
Although Yang Ling knew these rules, his behavior was still the habit of the later generations. He stepped forward and firmly held Miss Ma's arm and helped her up. A soft arm was resting on his hand, that soft and lovely face was right in front of his eyes, and he could smell the orchid-like fragrance on her body. It was even stronger than when she rode past him on a horse.
Miss Ma was extremely embarrassed. "He looks handsome, but I didn't expect him to be so lecherous. He actually took advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of me." Magistrate Ma also felt that he was a bit rash to directly help his daughter up, but at this time, saving his son from prison was more important. He only had this one son, so if something really happened to him, he would be willing to trade his daughter for his son. So he pretended not to see anything and rushed forward to say, "If you have any ideas, why don't you tell us? I won't hide it from Young Master Yang, County Magistrate Min and I are both soldiers. This law … cough cough, if Young Master has any ideas, why don't you tell us? Whether it's useful or not, I, Ma, will be indebted to you."
This time, it was hard for Yang Ling to dismount. He looked at County Magistrate Min awkwardly, and the magistrate felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. He very generously waved his hand and said, "Yes, yes, yes. You scholars have a lot of ideas. If you have any good ideas, feel free to tell me. What I'm most annoyed about is going to court to interrogate a case. If it's a Tatar army, I'll just wave my saber and they'll be done with it. I'm annoyed that the public is right and the women are right, but I'm the only one who isn't in the right.
I really can't give them a verdict. Every time I hear the drum, my heart beats like a drum. "" This … this … "Yang Ling said," As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and you'll be invincible. I've witnessed the entire case, so there's no need to go into detail. However, since the case is focused on whether Old Man Wang was beaten to death or died of old age, then … we need to have a comprehensive understanding of his physical condition, whether he had any medical history, and so on. Then, we can find a flaw in his story. Only then can we shift the blame to someone else and shut their mouths, making them unable to speak. "
"Great!" County Magistrate Min clapped his hands and cheered. His voice was so loud that it startled Yang Ling. Deputy Ma also rubbed his palms together happily. "Young Master Yang is indeed amazing. I was just anxious, and I couldn't publicly release my son from prison. Now that you've mentioned it, it seems very feasible. Since my son didn't beat him, then this old man must have a problem. Lord Min, I'll have to trouble you to send someone to investigate this matter."
County Magistrate Min agreed without hesitation. "Okay, okay, no problem. You're a scholar after all. I, Old Min, have been having a headache over this matter. Now that you've mentioned it, it seems like scholars are cunning. Hahaha … uh, no, this … this scholar is very smart."
Yang Ling secretly felt ashamed. He was just in a moment of desperation, so he used the tactic of delaying when he was doing claims work in the past. Everyone on Earth knew that the insurance industry in China was easy to insure but difficult to settle claims. The rules and regulations could make a master's graduate feel like he was suffering from a disease. The number of relevant documents required could drive even the most patient person crazy. What he was doing now was just a small test.
However, when he saw the admiration in Miss Ma's eyes, which were as soft as water, even Yang Ling couldn't help but feel a little smug. His vanity was greatly satisfied.
When he returned home, it was snowing again. The snowflakes were dancing in the air, but the weather had warmed up. The snowflakes that fell on his body were sticky.
Young-niang had already returned home and was standing at the door, looking forward to his return. When she saw his figure from afar, she rushed over. Seeing her, Yang Ling felt warm in his heart, but at the same time, he felt a little guilty. In the morning, when Young-niang went out to work, he had said that he would stay at home and study hard. However, she had caught him red-handed. If she blamed him, Yang Ling would really be a little afraid of her.
Unexpectedly, Young-niang didn't say a word about it. She just welcomed him in with a face full of joy. She brushed off the snow on his body and said gently, "Husband, you're back. I've already prepared dinner. I was anxious to find you."
Yang Ling said embarrassedly, "Well, I wanted to stay at home and study peacefully, but … ah, this … I remembered that I have a classmate living here, so I went to visit him."
Young-niang pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Husband is a man, so it's necessary to socialize and socialize. Young-niang knows this. That's right, Young-niang worked at the tailor's shop today. In the morning, she mended ten robes and earned ten copper coins. This tailor's shop takes over the business of the courier office's horse carriage. There are more than a hundred courier messengers there, and they travel all year round, so their clothes are very worn out. The tailor's business is very good. I didn't expect that there would be good workers in the city. "
Yang Ling looked at her beaming with joy. When she spoke, her face was flushed with excitement. He couldn't help but gently pinch her cheek and said with a smile, "Young-niang is very capable. It's all because of my illness that you've been dragged down. When I saw your pitiful appearance just now, it really made my heart ache."
Han Youniang was startled by his sudden intimate action, and her face immediately turned red. She shyly lowered her head and bashfully said, "Husband, we are husband and wife. We should stay together and support each other for a lifetime."
Hearing this, Yang Ling's heart surged. He suddenly couldn't help but hug her, tightly holding her in his arms and gently caressing her soft hair. This was the first time Han Youniang had such an intimate action with him. She leaned against his chest in a daze, happy and satisfied.
After a long time, Han Youniang gently pushed his embrace away. Her face was flushed, but she didn't dare to look at him. She only lowered her head and shyly said, "Husband, the food is still heating up. Quickly sit down, I'll get you some rice."
Although the food was simple, it was much better than when they were in the mountains. In addition, the oil shop owner had given them some oil dregs to cook. Although he wasn't used to the taste of vegetable oil, Yang Ling still ate more food.
Seeing his appetite gradually increase, Han Youniang was happier than anything else. Her eyes were full of smiles. After eating, Han Youniang cleaned up the dishes, put on an apron, and began to wash. Yang Ling felt that he had really become a useless person. He wanted to help her wash the dishes, but unexpectedly, Han Youniang made a fuss about nothing. She angrily said, "How can a man do such things? Husband, you should sit down. This is a matter for us women. "
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