"Leng Ping, Magistrate Ye has come to propose marriage." Old lady Zhang walked into the house and said.
Zhuo Lengping lowered his head and pulled up the corner of his clothes without saying a word.
"I know he is not a good person, but after paying the tax the day before yesterday, we are so poor that we can't even eat. You definitely don't want to live a hard life. Why don't you agree?"
"Mother..." Zhuo Lengping raised his head with a blushing face and lowered his voice and said, "This person is an extremely sinister and deceitful person. He exudes a cold air. How can I marry him..."
"The most important thing is that we are powerless now, and he is going to forcefully marry us. Wouldn't it be easy to kick me away in the future? Such a vicious man might actually be able to do such a thing." Zhuo Lengping.
Her words were so clear and so clear that Mrs. Zhang didn't know how to persuade her.
It wasn't until her mother heard the knock on the door that she followed her daughter's advice and went to see Ye Yongjia, and then she gave him a cold rejection in person.
"How about I meet your daughter? I want to ask her personally." Ye Yongjia said while remaining calm.
"My daughter doesn't want to see you." Old lady Zhang still looked calm.
"As the prefect, do I have to listen to the orders of a commoner like her? Don't I even have this power!" Ye Yongjia was completely angered this time. He grabbed Geng Tie and grabbed the old woman's clothes.
collar, glaring at each other.
"You have lost your grace..." Old lady Zhang grabbed him with her wrinkled palms.
Ye Yongjia listened and slowly let go of his hand.
"Go quickly..." He gritted his teeth and ordered.
"Folk girl Zhuo Lengping, pay homage to your lord."
Zhuo Lengping hurriedly walked up to him, said bless him softly, and then knelt down to worship him.
She saw Ye Yongjia grinding the soil on the ground hard with his official boots, making a rustling sound.
"Don't you agree?" Ye Yongjia asked coldly.
"A common woman's status is low and she is not worthy of your kindness. I hope you will choose another good wife."
"You are really good at making excuses..." Ye Yongjia squatted down and shouted: "Lift your head up for me!"
Zhuo Lengping reluctantly complied.
He wanted to vent all his anger, but when he saw those clear eyes, he immediately softened his heart and didn't know what to do.
He believed that the eyes were not all filled with disgust. He believed that he could still create a true relationship. He tried to persuade her: "Do you remember when I passed by here? You obviously have no objection to me at all...
There must be some misunderstanding."
Zhuo Lengping remained silent, and after a while he said, "I'm sorry, little lady, that I can't agree."
The only rope Ye Yongjia held on to was also broken. His mood at the moment was like being swallowed by a huge wave in an endless abyss, falling into the bottom of depression. The woman in front of him now only made him feel annoyed, but helpless
Attacks everywhere.
He stood up angrily and looked back at the bewildered band.
"Go back home! Move troops!"
Ye Yongjia said in a stern tone that he had never heard before, then strode out of the yard with his hands cut behind his back.
Wei Chong gave a contemptuous "hum" to Leng Ping and left.
Zhuo Lengping knelt on the ground in fear, motionless.
Until Wei Chong returned with a group of officers and soldiers, looking fierce and evil.
"Seal the courtyard! Get people!" Wei Chong raised his hand, and all the soldiers immediately surrounded the Zhuo family. Swords and guns stood coldly beside them, arranged in formation. Then, an officer and soldier kicked the door roughly and saw Zhuo Leng.
Ping, without saying a word, pulled her over, tied her tightly, and then pulled her out of the house.
Old lady Zhang panicked, ignored the obstruction, pushed the officers and soldiers away, and ran to Wei Chong crying: "Sir! Sir, if you have something to say, don't arrest my daughter!"
"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place? Now I can't bear to eat and walk away!" Wei Chong said, then turned around and ordered: "Take the female prisoner Zhuo Lengping to the women's prison and wait for disposal!"
"yes!"
After receiving the order, the officers and soldiers pushed the old woman away mercilessly, pushing her so hard that she almost lost her back.
Zhuo Lengping was lifted up by the officers and soldiers, thrown into the cell of the women's prison, and then locked the door. She struggled to get up, and her thin body, which had not eaten many meals, had to endure such a thing again.
It felt like he was falling apart, and his whole body felt a dull soreness.
Not long after she sat down, she felt so strenuous that she fell down heavily.
"Where is Zhuo Lengping?"
She closed her eyes tightly in pain and bit her lip fiercely, but when she heard this sound coming from the empty cell, she opened one eye slightly.
"This is it."
Ye Yongjia stopped under Wei Chong's guidance, took the key with his own hands and opened the cell door, and slowly walked to Zhuo Lengping.
"Leng Ping," Ye Yongjia played with the key and sat down calmly.
"I want to say a few words to you sincerely."
She was still as speechless as usual and looked at him silently.
"Okay?" His tone did not allow for negotiation.
She nodded her head several times in horror.
"I have spent the past few years wandering around, but I have never had anyone close to me. But when I saw those things in your eyes, I realized that the so-called spiritual connection is not a lie."
Ye Yongjia looked at her confused face and could only sigh towards the sky.
"Ever since I became the prefect of Nanjing, I have heard enough of their discussions about my past. I have indeed done some scandalous things, but I am by no means a hypocrite..." Ye Yongjia swallowed even more, he was heartbroken.
The ground hissed, and there was silence for a moment.
"No one dares to say even a single word to me sincerely!... I have spent more than ten years in all kinds of suspicions and suspicions, and I have never let down my guard at all. Not to mention the fatigue, there are still people who can help me.
Share; however, that makes me suffer from loneliness: I have the power to be superior to others, but there is no place for me to park."
"Sir, a common girl is always content with what she has, and there are never any bad times. How can there be so many soul-to-heart connections..." Zhuo Lengping muttered in a low voice.
Ye Yongjia had been waiting for her to speak, but he heard such heartbreaking words. He felt like it was stuck in his throat, but he had to swallow it alive.
"Have you seen this key?" Ye Yongjia didn't want to be pretentious anymore, he shook the key in his hand and said.
Zhuo Lengping cautiously stared at the key turning left, right, up and down in mid-air.
"As long as you are willing to get married, I will give you this key and let you out."
"The little girl doesn't want to accept this key." Zhuo Lengping said stubbornly.
Ye Yongjia raised the corners of his mouth and sneered sinisterly; everything was silent except for the crackling of the candlestick behind him.
"Your heart is made of iron stone, is it possible that this head is also made of iron?" He slammed the key, his eyes were bloodshot, and he yelled angrily.
"You don't even want your life...?"
"People's daughters are not afraid at all." Zhuo Lengping's voice began to tremble.