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Chapter 6: Rhetoric

Yuan Qi glanced at the soles of his feet, sneered, and looked at the pavilion director faintly.

The pavilion chief knew that this matter would definitely be settled tonight, so he quickly turned around and said to the attendant: "Go and fetch the master quickly."

When Cheng Qingwen heard this, she lowered her head and raised her eyebrows at Song Daqiang.

"You stinky..."

"cough."

Before Song Daqiang could curse, he was stopped by the village chief.

The director of the pavilion also had a headache at the moment. This evidence was clearly there, and it became a problem how to judge.

Song Daqiang is the only one with some wealth in Songjia Village, and he also sends a lot of money every year. If the judgment is truthful, I am really afraid that this person will reveal all these things. If the judgment is not truthful, then it will be difficult for the censor to explain.

If a memorial were actually handed over to him, he would still get no good results.

It's true that the officialdom is overwhelming.

Cheng Qingwen looked at the three people who were full of thoughts and went to sit next to Cheng Hua'er.

She looked at the scars on the woman's body and asked softly: "Does it still hurt?"

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Qingwen herself was stunned. How could such a deep wound not hurt?

"It doesn't hurt, grandma." Cheng Huaer smiled and touched the girl's head, comforting her.

After a while, the master came. He ran in panting with paper and pen.

As soon as the chief of the pavilion saw it, he immediately began to examine the case, inspected the scene, and extracted evidence.

Cheng Hua'er told everything exactly what happened. Yuan Qi's face darkened every time she said something.

Song Daqiang, who was on the side, looked at the official's expression and did not dare to refute at all.

"So that's it. Mrs. Cheng, you are indeed wronged, and so is Song Daqiang. How can you force someone to do something important like marriage if they don't agree with it?" The pavilion chief glanced at Yuan Qi, and immediately said: "According to the laws of the Ling Kingdom, those who rape women

, sent to the county jail for two years. But fortunately, you also have a thief's heart but not the courage, so I'll punish you with ten strokes of the cane and pay Cheng's 10 taels of silver. Do you two still have any objections?"

The more Cheng Qingwen listened, the more he felt something was wrong, so the chief of the pavilion ignored the fact that Cheng Hua'er almost died.

She was about to speak when she saw the woman kneeling down: "A civilian woman has no objection."

Yuan Qi raised his eyes and looked at her deeply, then sat on the chair without saying anything.

At the instruction of the chief of the pavilion, Song Daqiang went home and took ten taels of silver to Cheng Hua'er, and stated that he would go to the Yamen tomorrow to receive the punishment, and the matter was over like this.

Cheng Qinghan rubbed the center of his eyebrows, never expecting that this dynasty would handle cases so rashly.

"Girl, our adults would like to ask you to go out."

The girl raised her eyes and found that the attendant who was standing behind Yuan Qi was standing in front of her and said respectfully.

Cheng Qingwen followed him out and saw that thin figure standing outside the yard.

"Sir, people have arrived."

Yuan Qi turned around and looked down at the girl: "The doctor has something to tell you."

Cheng Qingwen looked confused as he watched a man step forward and said.

"Girl, when I took Madam's pulse just now, I noticed something strange about Madam's body."

"What happened to my grandma?"

"My wife's internal organs are weak and she is deficient inside. If she doesn't take good care of herself, she may not be able to survive for three years."

Cheng Qinghan frowned when he heard this: "Do you have any treatment method?"

"I have a prescription here. If the girl is interested, she can give it to Madam to drink first." The doctor took out a prescription and said with a smile.

Cheng Qingwen took it and asked subconsciously: "Thank you sir for treating my grandma. What is your medical fee?"

"You're welcome, girl. It's just a simple task and there's no charge."

"His monthly salary will be paid by my house." Motoqi waved his hand, and the people around him retreated automatically.

Cheng Qingwen looked up at him in confusion, only to find that there were many stars hidden in his eyes under the moonlight.

"What happened today, do you feel any injustice in your heart?"

Cheng Qingwen was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

"I'm not sorry either. The pavilion chief was indeed partial to what happened today." Yuan Qi stared into her eyes and asked softly: "But he and Song Daqiang are not related, and they are not relatives of his mother's family. Why would the pavilion chief favor him?"

Woolen cloth?"

Cheng Qingwen was about to speak subconsciously, but suddenly remembered something, rolled her eyes, and said with a smile: "I am just a country girl. I have never left the house since I was a child. How could I know about the pavilion chief.

Your Majesty, it would be better to start with what I say than the village chief."

Yuan Qi seemed a little surprised, looked at her for a long time, and then chuckled: "You are very smart."

After the words fell, he walked out, then seemed to remember something, turned around and said: "If you don't want to make the same mistake today, then make yourself stronger."

Cheng Qingwen was slightly stunned, looking at his back, a little confused as to why he said this.

Afterwards, she pinched the prescription and seemed to remember that a side task of the system was to find a miracle doctor and treat Cheng Hua'er.

A gust of cold wind made Cheng Qingwan tremble violently. She walked into the house and before she sat down, she heard Cheng Hua'er say: "Huanhan, come here."

Cheng Qingwen walked towards her and sat beside the bed: "Aniang?"

"I know you want to seek justice for what happened today, but have you ever thought about how the village chief and Song Daqiang will retaliate against us after the officials from the capital leave if we refuse to let you go?"

Cheng Hua'er held her hand tightly, with tears in her eyes: "Since the pavilion chief wants to protect Song Daqiang, it proves that there must be a relationship between the two. What's more, the high official must also see what he did today.

Now that he's out, I just don't know if he will take care of things."

Cheng Qingwen thought of the conversation in the yard just now, lowered her eyes and responded softly.

Cheng Hua'er looked at her like this and didn't say much. He just touched her head and said, "Let's go to town tomorrow. Can I buy you your favorite pastry?"

Cheng Qingwen thought that she could go to town to grab medicine tomorrow, so she immediately agreed: "Okay."

The mother and daughter soon went to bed to rest.

That night, the Cheng family was very quiet, but the Song Daqiang family next door was in a state of chaos.

The next day, on the way to town, Cheng Hua'er remembered that the words Aunt Wang cursed before going to bed were funny, and she couldn't help but share them with her daughter.

"Auntie, do we really have to go so early?" Cheng Qingwan glanced at the bright sky and yawned.

"We have to walk for an hour to go to town. We must leave early."

When Cheng Qingwen heard this, he instantly felt like he was in military training at a university.

She gritted her teeth and kept telling herself that it was just training.

At dawn, the mother and daughter finally walked to the town.

Cheng Hua'er was extremely excited and took her daughter to buy rice and cakes.

Until, they passed a drug store.

Cheng Qingwen grabbed the woman and said, "Auntie, the doctor in the government wrote a prescription yesterday, saying that you need to take good care of yourself. Let's go in and get the medicine."

"I'm not going."
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