Chapter 25 Are you yelling at me? You are yelling at me?
Listening to Wang Liu's words, Chen Yuming felt a little relieved on his serious face.
He glanced proudly at Xie Qian, who was frozen in place with anger on his face, and said with a hint of admiration:
"What's going on, Mr. Xie, are you going to bring three thousand disciples to smash up my Huaiyang prison?"
"Do you have three thousand disciples? Can you break down our iron gate?"
Xie Qian smiled coquettishly, quickly changed the subject and asked: "Where is Ye Qing?"
Chen Yuming stepped forward and helped Wang Liu up, with a gentle smile on his face and said: "Don't be afraid, this little old man doesn't need to pay attention to him! Take me to see Ye Qing!"
The prefect personally supported him, which made Wang Liucheng feel frightened and said gratefully: "Thank you, prefect."
Then he hurriedly stepped aside and said, "Ye Qing is right in front, please follow me."
A crowd of people gathered in front of the prison cell.
The prisoners in the cell next to him, through the dim firelight, could clearly see the middle-aged man in dark official uniform, with an upright and calm face.
Even if you have never met Chen Yuming, you can guess that this person must be the Qingtian Magistrate of Huaiyang City.
"The grassroots people pay homage to the Qingtian Magistrate, please ask the Qingtian Magistrate to redress the grievances of the grassroots people!"
"Your Excellency, the common people are innocent, and the common people have been framed!"
"Master Magistrate, please save the little girl. The little girl was framed by her enemies!"
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The miserable cries of grievance suddenly made the quiet and dark Huaiyang Prison as noisy as a busy city.
Chen Yuming frowned and didn't wait for him to speak.
Wang Liu immediately shouted.
"The prefect has issued an order to thoroughly investigate the unjust cases in prison. This time we are here to redress the grievances."
"How decent is it for all of you to make noises? Don't be noisy and be honest!"
The fear they had for the jailers for many days made these prisoners suddenly become silent and did not dare to say a word.
The silence of the past returned to the prison again.
A group of people then walked into the execution room.
When he saw Ye Qing, who was tied to the torture rack, with seemingly no piece of flesh on his chest and abdomen, dripping with blood, and passed out in a 'faint'.
Xie Qian was furious and had no image of a scholar. He cursed and said:
"His grandma, my generation of scholars, it is normal to be unable to reason and fight back with fists when encountering injustice. Scholars are also human beings, why can't they fight? I can still fight with the tiger fist!"
"Even if you are guilty of beating a court official in the street, you won't be subjected to such torture!"
"How do you manage people named Chen? What does your Huaiyang City Government do for a living? What if Ye Qing beats a dog official and is framed by a dog official?"
Chen Yuming rolled his eyes.
Are you still capable of Fuhu Fist with a body as small as yours?
Wangbaquan is pretty much the same!
Beating an official, no matter what the reason, is a violation of divinely revealed laws, so how can a dog official frame him?
Chen Yuming felt that he could no longer suppress his ancient strength, and wanted to have a good test of force with this little old man!
Zhang Xiuran and Guan Zizai looked dumbfounded at the beard-blowing scholar, who was glaring and yelling as he untied Ye Qing.
Is this still the eminent scholar from Yingchuan Academy who is highly respected and has many peaches and plums all over the world?
And Ye Qing, who was lying on Xie Qian's shoulder and letting him hold him by his waist, kept pounding in his heart and thought to himself:
"Who is this old man? Is he so powerful? He doesn't even give face to a fourth-grade official. These words can be regarded as being disrespectful!"
"The time is too short, the jailer probably hasn't arrived at Pinglefang yet, but from what the old man said, he is a friend, not an enemy."
"We have to figure out who this old man is in a while, and then make new plans!"
Regardless of the blood staining his brocade clothes, Xie Qian used his shoulders to push away Zhang Xiuran and Guan Zizai who wanted to come over to help. With his old body, he carefully supported Ye Qing and carried him to the door, still shouting.
"When I was young, I had a fight with the prime minister of the dynasty. I beat him until his teeth were all over the floor, but he was not put in jail. What is going on with you people in Huaiyang City? Is it possible that the people can't resist after being bullied?"
Xie Qian, who was in a rage, completely forgot to inquire about the whole matter. While bragging about his glorious history, he kept bombarding Chen Yuming.
As he said this, Chen Yuming's face became even more ugly.
Without saying anything, he directly said to Wang Liu: "Do you have the approval document?"
"Return to my lord, there are some!"
While answering, Wang Liu quickly took out Ye Qing's approval document, held it in both hands, and was about to hand it to Chen Yuming.
"Let this little old man see if you hit Ye Qing correctly!"
The most favored disciple said angry words to him, which made Xie Qian immediately blow his beard and glare.
He slapped away the approval document that was handed to him.
He looked at Chen Yuming, who had an unkind expression, with resentful eyes, and asked loudly and sadly:
"You yelled at me?"
"You actually yelled at me?"
"Why are you yelling at me?"
Chen Yuming's face turned completely dark.
What words!
What is this nonsense!
Zhang Xiuran and Guan Zizai, who were watching the excitement on the side, also had exciting expressions. Their eyes burst out with exploratory light, shooting back and forth at the magistrate and Xie Daru!
There is something wrong with this!
This look is even more wrong!
Judging from their many years of experience in the flower building!
There is a problem between these two people, a big problem!
This question is definitely not serious!
As for Wang Liu, his tiger body trembled, and a turmoil arose in his heart.
"Oh my God, these are three tragic questions that can stump a veteran in love!!!"
"It turns out that this old man with a terrifying identity is not only having an affair with Ye Qing!!!"
"You still have an unexplainable relationship with the prefect!!!"
The next moment, Wang Liu looked at Ye Qing, whose head was buried on the noble man's shoulder. He looked like a little bird clinging to someone.
"No wonder you are so confident, you really have a great backing!"
"It turns out that if you are handsome and good-looking, you can really do whatever you want!"
"No wonder they often say in those sex bars that women selling their bodies do not earn money. As long as men dare to risk their lives and stick their butts out, money and power will come rolling in!"
"Oh heaven and earth, why don't you give me a handsome face like the readers!"
Envy and jealousy can no longer describe Wang Liu's mood at this moment.
And because there were people around him, Chen Yuming frantically suppressed his anger and whispered: "Little old man, watch your words!"
The little old man with a beard and a glare, who didn't care so much, just grabbed his waist with one hand and prepared to continue questioning sadly.
Ye Qing pretended to be fainted, fearing that the old man who could save him would say something outrageous.
He quickly snorted and pretended to wake up.
The hum was not loud, but in this silent prison, it was extremely clear.
It immediately attracted the attention of a group of people.
With his excited heart and trembling hands, Xie Qian quickly grabbed Ye Qing's shoulders and pushed them out. He stared at Ye Qing's handsome face and said with great emotion:
"You, you're awake?"
"Are you okay? How do you feel?"
Those loving eyes made Ye Qing's skin crawl.
He squeezed out a weak and happy expression, his eyes blurred and said:
"You, who are you? Am I not in prison?"
"I am Xie Qian, a scholar from Yingchuan Academy. You are still in prison!" After Xie Qian quickly revealed his identity, he said with a worried look on his face: "Don't say more, be careful of your injuries."
Then he yelled at Chen Yuming: "You little bastard, come here quickly and lend a hand and carry the person to the hospital!"
Following his teacher's orders, even though Chen Yuming was unhappy, he quickly took action and helped Ye Qing to go out.
The scholar on the left, the prefect on the right, and the lowly Ye Qing in the middle, their eyes were completely confused.
"Am I, my thighs falling from the sky, and forced into my arms?"
Behind him.
Guan Zizai looked at Zhang Xiuran next to him who was grinning almost to the back of his head, and was very curious about what the other person was so happy about.
Before he could ask, Zhang Xiuran punched his palm and growled: "Sure!"
This action made Guan Zizai confused.
Then, he caught a glimpse of jailer Wang Liu next to him, with an excited and taught expression on his face, and even whispered to himself:
"Pretending to be weak, this wave of operations is really amazing! It's just like my whip, it makes me perfect!"
Guan Zizai was dumbfounded and couldn't help but murmured: "What is this all about? What are you talking about?"