The county magistrate couldn't resist the gentle and soft words of his beloved concubine. Thinking about it, it was true. Anyway, there was nothing wrong with the yamen in the yamen, so he just sent a few yamen to get people to make the most of the momentum. This was nothing.

He nodded with a stern face: "Only this time, I won't be the case."

Song Simei smiled as the county magistrate shook his sleeves.

She thought happily that although she asked Mom Li to send some congratulatory gifts last time, that was what she should do. Now she asked the master to send a few more yamen servants to ask questions. In the eyes of those people, she might think that the situation was serious. Her benefactor had a way in the yamen... It could be considered an insignificant thing she did for her benefactor.

So, the county magistrate who returned to the former yamen threw several signs into the hall and ordered several yamen servants: "...You guys, hurry up and follow this girl Ruan to come back and ask questions!"

Not only Ruan Mingzi was a little surprised, but the yamen officers standing on both sides with the killing stick in the hall also felt it was quite strange.

Isn’t it just to go to the countryside to ask someone for a question? How can such a big battle be used?

The county magistrate had already thought of the words now, and he looked solemn: "I heard that many rural people are tough. If there is a conflict, you can directly suppress them if there are too many people."

The yamen were moved and burst into tears. So that's how it was. They really thought about them.

So... when the official carriage in the yamen stopped at the door of the Cai family with extraordinary momentum, Cai's father was completely confused.

When he saw Ruan Mingzi jumping down with his wife, he immediately understood something. He was furious and wanted to rush up to teach the dead girl a lesson: "Didn't everyone agreed last night, just let it go?!"

Ruan Mingzi raised her lips, but there was no smile in her eyes.

Who told you that good things will be forgotten?

She didn't agree.

I almost buried her sister alive and let her forget it, what about dreaming?

Seeing Cai’s fierce appearance, the yamen immediately pressed his hand on the knife at his waist and shouted: “Rare! The yamen called you to ask a few words. If you resist violently, don’t blame us for being rude!”

Cai's father was stiff and he was so frustrated that he followed the yamen onto the carriage.

The official carriage was parked in front of the Ruan family's old house on Yuyuanpo again.

Mao was bragging about Zhang Ge'er's homework with someone while kneading melon seeds at the door. When she saw a spacious carriage parked at her door, she was also shocked. She was happily guessing that a wealthy relative in her family was returning home in glory, and the curtains moved. Several yamen wearing miscellaneous clothes, soap boots, and knives on their waists jumped out of the carriage.

The terrifying Mao couldn't hold the melon seeds in his hand and fell all over the floor.

The neighbor who heard Mao's boast about his son was also a little surprised and took a few steps back at the same time, trying to stay away from the Ruan family's old house.

Then he jumped out of the carriage, but Ruan Mingzi, who Mao didn't want to see.

Her mind was full of people. These yamen must have been attracted by Ruan Mingzi, a little bitch!

Just as he was glaring, the leader of the yamen spoke: "Is Ruan An worthy?"

Mao woke up from his dream, his face turned pale, his hands and feet were trembling, and he didn't bother to complain about Ruan Mingzi. He quickly turned around and went to the yard, raised his voice and shouted: "Mom, a yamen came to find the third brother!"

Mrs. Zhao raised the curtain from the main room, and her face looked extremely ugly. She looked out in surprise, but she scolded Mao: "What are you shouting in a panic!"

However, before she finished speaking, she saw several yamen pushing the door and stepping into the yard.

There was a small figure following behind the yamen, looking like that...

Mrs. Zhao's eyelids hopped hard a few times, and she yelled in a low voice: "Ruan Mingzi, you little bitch!"

Ruan Mingzi looked at Mrs. Zhao coldly. Her vicious eyes made Mrs. Zhao feel thrilled, and she had a white face and could not speak.

The yamen shouted again in the yard: "Where is Ruan Angui? Something is wrong, I want to take him to the yamen!"

Mrs. Zhao's face turned pale, and her lips moved, but she couldn't say a word.

Ruan Mingzi didn't be polite to them, and pointed directly at one of the rooms to the yamen: "Ruan Angui lived there before."

The two yamen walked towards the room with their swords pressed on their waists. There was only a sound of collision and a man wailing. Soon, the two yamen twisted Ruan Angui's arm and came out.

One of the yamen officials said contemptuously: "I still want to hide it. It's just that big place in total, where can you hide it?"

As he said that, he gave the yamen next to him another wink, "Go to his house and search again."

"Son!" Mrs. Zhao shouted in a crying voice, "Several messengers, you guys are merciless. My son is so painful that he can't even shout out!"

Ruan Angui's face was indeed extremely ugly at this moment, and he was a little distorted. I don't know if his hands were twisted or were afraid.

Ruan Mingzi sneered indifferently, and even wanted to applaud.

The yamen boss did a good job!

Two more yamen workers went to Ruan Angui's house. After a rumbling sound, they came out with a purse and even sealed the yamen at the entrance of the purse.

Ruan Angui's face was ashes, staring at Ruan Mingzi tightly, and spitting out a letter like a poisonous snake: "It's you..."

Ruan Mingzi is too lazy to talk to him any more nonsense.

Ruan Angui suddenly struggled: "How is it possible! Why should the yamen arrest me!"

The two yamen servants pressed him directly to the ground and shouted loudly: "If you do this again, when you return to the yamen, you will first hit you on the thirty-pindle for the crime of hindering official duties!"

Ruan Angui immediately did not dare to struggle anymore and became honest with himself.

Mrs. Zhao cried out, because she was afraid and distressed, and wanted to go up and rob the Yachae and let them let Ruan Angui go, but she was afraid of offending these vicious soldiers, so they locked her up directly.

After thinking about it, I could only go to Ruan Mingzi.

But Ruan Mingzi didn't know whether it was intentional or something, but stood among several yamen servants. Mrs. Zhao didn't dare to go up rashly, so she had to sit there, patting her thighs while crying: "What crime did my son commit? You're going to arrest him! My son has never been at home every day, so he can't commit any crime! Someone must be talking nonsense and false accusing me!"

She had seen a yamen come to the village to pick up people, but at most it was a yamen at that time.

Several yamen workers came this time, and Mrs. Zhao was so shocked that her face turned pale, and she didn't dare to give up any thoughts of making trouble.

But she didn't dare to tantrums at the Yamen, and she could cry on the spot. She insulted Ruan Mingzi while crying, and all the bad words came out, such as the little prostitute ridden by thousands of people, without any words.

Several yamen servants looked at Ruan Mingzi with some sympathy.

Ruan Mingzi sighed softly and replied: "I'm used to hearing it on weekdays."

Several yamen's sympathy for Ruan Mingzi almost immediately reached its peak.

This is not my dear grandma, but the enemy with deep blood hatred is nothing more than that.
Chapter completed!