Walking on the bustling street, small merchants and hawkers are doing small businesses on both sides of the street, selling snacks, selling rouge, gouache, pearls and jade jewelry, performing arts, and not far away there are people singing songs... Yutian
Rong Que's heart was as calm as water, and the noisy streets could not stir up ripples in her heart.
Suddenly, a sound of gongs startled the crowd on the street. The originally noisy street became quieter, and pedestrians ducked to the side. It seemed that someone was about to appear...
Boss Yang quickly motioned to the two young men he brought out to protect Yu Tianrong from being knocked down by passers-by.
Yu Tianrong just frowned slightly. She had already chosen to step aside. With such a squeeze method, what big deal could happen?
"Madam, it seems that the government is going to deal with a criminal today. It seems that the person killed the nephew of a minister." Boss Yang said quickly when he remembered the notice he saw two days ago. He couldn't help but regretted that he had not thought of it before.
It would be bad if he hurt his wife by making a fuss.
Yu Tianrong, the son of the minister, suddenly chuckled upon hearing this, "That man is quite courageous!"
Boss Yang looked at her expression and thought she was interested, so he added: "I heard that the man was very skilled in martial arts, and it took a lot of manpower to catch him."
Are you a master of martial arts? Yu Tianrong's beautiful eyebrows spread out, "Boss Yang, let's go and see such a person!"
"Yes, madam, walk slowly."
Boss Yang doesn't know why Yu Tianrong is interested, but he has become accustomed to obeying her in the past three months. It's very strange that he has such a consciousness anyway.
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When they arrived at the execution ground, they were already surrounded by a crowd. There was a man tied up on the platform. Yu Tianrong was attracted to it at a glance, not for anything else, just because of the silver hair... Yes, it was silver hair, but it was definitely not
Old man, take a closer look: he has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and the space between his brows is full of indifference. Under the high bridge of his nose are two proud thin lips, but his handsome face looks a bit evil because of his silver hair.
There were already many voices in the crowd, including monsters and the like. After all, in this era, weird hair color was also noticed.
Yu Tianrong looked at the man intently, Zhang Yang, and everything about him showed the aura of Zhang Yang. It was hard to imagine that such a man was about to be beheaded, and he seemed to have no consciousness of dying, because Yu Tianrong
She saw the disdain on his lips and the boundless coldness in his eyes. "Boss Yang, how much money would it cost if I wanted to redeem him?"
Boss Yang was startled, "Madam, you want to redeem him?" The laws of Liguo stipulate that except for the serious crimes of treason, regicide, and regicide, other prisoners can be redeemed with money. However, those who buy their lives must
The money depends on the seriousness of the crime. He was just a wanderer who was arrested for killing a romantic young master. However, the person who was killed was the nephew of Lord Shangshu, so it was just a little troublesome.
However, there are many things that can't be done. Boss Yang made an estimate and replied in a low voice: "Madam, if you want to shut up the mouths of the prison officer and the family of the deceased, I think this person probably costs a few hundred taels of silver. Well, I
I think five or six hundred is needed."
Five or six hundred? In this era, an ordinary person's annual expenditure is only two taels of silver, so five or six hundred taels of silver is considered a lot, but naturally it is not a lot for rich people.
"Well, you go and discuss with the prison officer and tell me that I want to redeem him!"
Boss Yang nodded, raised his hand and walked in. He whispered a few words to the officers and soldiers maintaining order in the execution ground, and was then taken to the execution officer. After listening to Boss Yang's words, the execution officer followed Boss Yang's instructions.
His eyes caught sight of Yu Tianrong, and he asked in a low voice: "Is that your wife?"
"That's right, Mr. Guan, I wonder if you can give us a price to sell our wife for a convenience?" As he said this, Boss Yang stuffed a silver check into the officer without leaving any trace.
The prison officer took a look and saw that he actually got fifty taels of silver in one move. He was secretly happy, but he still said seriously: "This prisoner has committed a serious crime of murder. He killed the nephew of Lord Shangshu. Although Lord Shangshu is not a protector of shortcomings,
Yes, but is this guilt..."
"Yes, yes, Mr. Guan, what you said makes sense, so our wife also said that such repeat offenders have to pay a price. Our wife rarely goes out on weekdays, and I don't know how much is appropriate. So, please
Sir, please give me a few words."
The supervisor glanced at the woman in the crowd again. I don't know why, but that look made his heart tremble slightly. He felt that the woman looked familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he met her.
After passing her, subconsciously, he felt that this woman was not simple. In order to confirm his thoughts, he couldn't help but said to Boss Yang: "Well, according to the rules, your wife has to come forward on her own, so that the people will look good on her.
Who redeemed him? It will be easy to investigate if anything happens in the future!"
Boss Yang was startled, then nodded, "The official is right, but the common people have been negligent. I will go and ask Madam to come."