Returning to Before Husband’s Castration

Broker Chen regretted his death, so he shouldn't squeeze to the front to watch the excitement. Onlookers watched Wang Daxia being beaten. Now it's all right, trouble with the upper body.

Agent Chen is a grassroots, and he has to kneel when he sees an official. He doesn't have a father who is an official. He is too lazy to move the futon for him because he has no official father.

Broker Chen knelt on the hard ground and replied, "Cao Min Chen Fa, working as a broker in Gulou West Xiejie, this morning..."

The brokerage firm relied on a mouth. Broker Chen told Wang Daxia's beating in a few words, "...I wanted to stay at the door of Wang's mansion and waited for Wang Qianhu to leave the yamen for comment, but he didn't wait for Qianhu adults. Wang Daxia found it. After arriving at the wonton stall, he warned Caomin not to find an adult to sue, and then Jin Yiwei came to arrest Wang Daxia."

"Caomin's sentence is true, dare not lie, the neighbors of Tianshui Lane, the owner of the wonton shop, and the tenant can all prove it."

Chen Qianhu asked, "From the time you were beaten to Wang Daxia again at the wonton shop, you didn't see Wang Daxia himself. How long was this period?"

"About half an hour (an hour)." Wang Daxia recalled: "When Wang Daxia caught Caomin on horseback, Caomin heard the sound of the evening bell ringing in the nearby Longhua Temple. The evening bell of Longhua Temple in summer was at the end of the night (6 pm). 20) Knock one hundred and eight. By the time the wonton was eaten, it was already dark, and there was a watchman on the road calling the clapper to tell the time. It was the first watch, Xu Zheng (7pm)."

Chen Qianhu looked at Wang Daxia, who was kneeling on the futon, with cold eyes, "From Tianshui Lane in Wanping to Fuxue in Daxing, you rode a horse to kill my son, just half an hour back and forth. You are not a murderer, who is the murderer? !"

Even Wang Qianhu felt that his son could hardly escape his suspicion, and urged: "What have you been doing this half hour? Is there no one?"

Wang Daxia hesitated, with a distressed face, with his head hanging down, his hands on his chest and facing his fingers.

Chen Qianhu's gaze was murderous, "Wang Qianhu, as the court order officer, you can't shield the murderer in the court."

Wang Qianhu made King Kong angry eyes, and the lion roared: "Say the rebellious son! If you are wronged, your father can help you vindicate it. If you really kill people, your father can't save you!"

Wang Daxia put down her hands and sighed: "As of this time, I can only explain it honestly."

In the public hall, Lord Fu Yin Wang Naiyang was overjoyed: The murder case was solved that night, and this year's performance appraisal is worry-free.

Wang Qianhu looked at his son in disbelief, "You...you are confused!"

Chen Qianhu imagined being a torturer himself, cutting this kid with thousands of swords: Wang Yanai, before I cut a thousand dollars, don't you die!

Wei Caiwei at the hearing outside the court: What's the situation? Chen Dalang obviously killed me!

Wang Daxia took a deep breath and was forced to this point. It is impossible not to tell the truth. She had to tell the truth and said, "I went out early today. Guess where I went?"

Chen Qianhu said, "You must have sneaked to the palace and stepped on it, secretly staring at my son, so as to wait for the opportunity to start."

"Neither." Wang Daxia shook her head, "I went to Sanlitun, where my mother has a dowry farm."

Sanlitun is located to the east of Beijing's East City. It is called Sanlitun because it is exactly three miles away from Chaoyangmen in the inner city.

Wang Qianhu had a bad feeling: "What are you going to do in the farm?"

Wang Daxia whispered: "I sold the farm. A Feng Shui Yin and Yang student came to me and said that someone had taken a fancy to the land and was willing to spend two thousand five hundred taels of silver to buy the farm. I didn't agree at first, but recently If you need money urgently, we agreed to trade at the farm today."

Wang Qianhu stood up with a loud cry, "Your mother's dowry is kept by your wife. How did you get the title deed?"

"Of course it was stolen..." Wang Daxia quibbled: "This is the inheritance left to me by my mother. I have the right to dispose of it, and the stepmother has no right to interfere."

"I'll beat you to death!" Wang Qianhu rushed and kicked, but Mu Baihu stopped him and hugged him tightly, and persuaded:

"My lord, calm down! The second young master may have a lasting problem and need money urgently. Ask them before you ask."

Wang Qianhu only felt heartache, clutching his chest and said: "What else can the prodigal son have? I must have lost the gambling money and sold the farm to pay off the gambling debt."

"Impossible!" said Wang Daxia: "My gambling skills are good. I always lose less and win more. If you don't believe me, go to the gambling house and ask."

A Dou who can't afford it!

Now even Mu Baihu doesn't know how to excuse Xiao Ya Nei, "Second Young Master, let's just say a few words, let's make your father angry."

Chen Qianhu, who was watching the scene of "Father's kindness and filial piety", put his hand and said, "Wang Qianhu wants to teach his son and go home to teach. This is the public hall and the place for interrogating prisoners—Wang Daxia, you go to Sanlitun to sell the land. It happened in the morning, and my son died in the evening."

Wang Daxia said: “Sanlitun is a long way away. I sold the land in the morning and signed the contract. There are part of my mother’s dowry cage in the farm. I rented a house near Sanlitun and moved the dowry away. I didn’t return to the city until the afternoon. , Passing by Tianshui Lane, and seeing the new lock on the door, the neighbors said Broker Chen rented out the house, and I didn’t even return home, so I went straight to Gulou Xixie Street to bring him back and asked him to check out with the tenant. The house is not rented."

Chen Qianhu said: "You beat Agent Chen, and then rode to the school to kill my son."

"I didn't." Wang Daxia said: "Didn't I just get two thousand five hundred taels of silver? After hitting Broker Chen, I went to Shichahai's Red Sleeve Trick, and I gave two thousand taels of silver to Miss Yingying to redeem her, leaving five dollars. One hundred taels of silver was deposited in the three-way bank on West Xie Street of Gulou, promise, this is the five hundred taels of silver bills just issued by the bank, with the date on it."

Wang Daxia took out a banknote from his arms, Wuputou put the banknote on a tray, showed it to Wang Qianhu and Chen Qianhu, and then presented it to Fu Yin Wang Loach.

Wang Daxia said: "Hong Xiuzhao and the Santong Bank are both in Wanping County, the northern city. I redeem myself and deposit money. Just half an hour, I left the bank and went home. When I saw Broker Chen who was eating wontons by the road, I went to warn him not to. Tell me, Lao Tzu, the old bustard of Red Sleeve Trick, Tortoise Slave, Miss Yingying, and the treasurer of the three-way bank can all testify for me."

Wang Niyang listened, and the arresters split up to find a witness to come to the court for questioning.

Chen Qianhu was dubious and ordered his subordinate Jin Yiwei to follow the arresters of the Shuntian Mansion Yamen to take witnesses separately.

Wang Qianhu also did not believe in Jin Yiwei, worried that Jin Yiwei threatened witnesses to slander his son. He also divided the people from Beicheng Soldier Masi into several teams, and followed Jin Yiwei and Shuntian Mansion to bring witnesses for questioning.

At this time, the officers and soldiers in the yamen spread out like a swarm to catch people, and they were almost gone.

Agent Chen rubbed his knees and said, "My lord, since there is nothing more to do with the Caomin, the Caomin retires."

Wang Niyang said: "You just stay in the yamen. You are not allowed to go out. You will not leave until the other witnesses are interrogated."

He still couldn't get out, but it was better than kneeling. Wang Niyang limped back and went to a small house to the west to sit and wait.

It is impossible for one person to buy the brothel old bust and the bank owner at the same time within half an hour. Although the witness has not yet arrived at the Shuntian Mansion Yamen, Wang Niyang already felt that Wang Daxia could not be the murderer.

Wang Niyang said: "Everyone rest first, I have ordered people to prepare supper and fragrant tea to entertain you all."

Wang Daxia stood up from the futon and said as if nothing was wrong: "I haven't drunk Shuntianfu tea yet, I have to taste it today."

"I'll beat you to death, the rebel who eats, drinks, and gambling!" Wang Qianhu couldn't help it anymore, rushing over and just kicked, "Spending two thousand silver to go to prostitution, our Wang family's face is lost!"

Wang Daxia was accustomed to being beaten by his father, and he was guarding it early. Wang Qianhu kicked and turned three somersaults back, avoiding kicks and kicks, and pushed to the root of the wall, saying:

"I didn't have a prostitute! I just ransomed Ms. Yingying. She is a slaughter who does not sell herself. Chen Dalang molested her many times, and Chen Dalang and I fought for her, and the holidays came from this."

Wang Daxia pointed to Chen Qianhu, who was sitting like a statue, and said, "Since I am on your list of chasing murderers, Chen Dalang's little servant must have already talked about Miss Yingying. The Red Sleeve Trick will sell her first night at the end of the month. The guests scrambled to bid for her. Chen Dalang offered the highest price, three hundred taels, saying that she had to get her. Miss Yingying asked me to help save Fengchen, so I sold the farm in Sanlitun to redeem her."

The hope of finding the true murderer was immediately shattered. Chen Qianhu angered Wang Daxia, "Two thousand taels of silver can be used to redeem the top card of the red sleeve trick? You are full of nonsense!"

Wang Daxia said: "Ms. Yingying has privately saved more than five thousand taels of silver in her hand over the past few years, and she is preparing to redeem herself, but the old bust offered seven thousand, which is two thousand short, so I sold the farm for the emergency."

Wang Daxia took out another piece of paper, "Look, this is the IOU that Miss Yingying gave me. She said that she would pay me back if she had money on hand. The remaining five hundred taels of silver is in the three-way bank, and I don’t plan to move it. When she pays back the money, I will redeem the farm in Sanlitun."

"Do you believe the words of the Fengchen girl?" Wang Qianhu was so angry that he could save Fengchen with two thousand silver? Be played by the Fengchen woman as a monkey and played on the palm of her hand! Why don't you go for a prostitute!"

Wang Daxia said shamelessly: "Then there is a father who teaches his son like this? Why should I go for prostitution? My mother has been dead for eleven years. If she knows the underground, she will be so angry that the coffin will not be able to cover it!"

Wang Qianhu almost fainted on the spot with anger.

The passers-by on the periphery of the yamen burst into laughter and talked:

"Wang Ya has a well-deserved reputation, two thousand taels of silver to save Fengchen."

"Girl Yingying is free now, don't we have a chance to kiss Fangze?"

"Buddha loves money, girls love pretty, do you think the Oiran lady still lacks two thousand silver? It's just to test his sincerity because of the handsomeness of Wang Ya's inner leader. You are an ugly man with two thousand silver, Miss Yingying may not look at you Take a look."

When Wei Caiwei heard this, she suddenly felt that the pure white filial piety bun on her head became green: it turns out that the dead ghost husband still had this kind of romantic debt when he was young!

the man! I don’t know how many "surprises" you have!

Cut it off, hurry up!

For a hopeless dude like you, just cut it and cure it forever!

The author has something to say: Fortunately, even, let's rule forever!

Wang Ya Nei, now Chen Qianhu can't kill you, but your wife wants to cut you.

To predict what will happen, please see the next breakdown. Those who get up early still have red envelopes.