Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 77 Mr. Lao Song Mentions the Murderer!
The imperial envoy appeared in Linjun City!

Song Daiyan didn't hear any news about this news beforehand. He stood up abruptly, his eyes sharp as blades, "Didn't you say that the imperial envoy Yizhang stopped in Huanhua County? So many people entered the city, why didn't the city gate come to report?"

The half-kneeling body of the yamen servant was trembling, and he said in a trembling voice: "They didn't bring any support or guards, they only came in a carriage, and no one recognized them when they wanted to enter the city."

"Then how do you know that the person here is an imperial envoy?"

Song Daiyan's eyebrow peaks were twisted into a ball, and he didn't want to meet them at this time, adding to the chaos.

"My lord, they are holding tokens from Dali Temple."

The man raised his head hastily, "The humble official has carefully checked it, and it still has the seal of the government on it, so there can be no fake ones."

"The Token of Dali Temple..."

Song Daiyan thought of a certain possibility, his face tightened immediately, he turned around and was about to leave, when the jailer behind him saw this, he hurriedly shouted: "My lord, what should the two of them do..."

"The painting will be put in prison, and I will deal with it when the official comes back."

After saying a few words from a distance, Song Daiyan had already walked several meters away. Shi Yi was stunned when he heard the news, and his hand subconsciously relaxed a little. The jailer seized the opportunity and pressed his hand to seal it.

"You're done!"

At the place where the confession was signed at the end, there was a bright red fingerprint on Shi Yi's name, and the jailer flicked it with a smile on his face, "Here, take it away and keep it, this is their incriminating evidence."

"Put the man down and throw him back in prison."

Immediately after giving an order, other people came to do the work. The person stretched his waist and walked towards the unused armchair, "I am so exhausted. I haven't closed my eyes all night. Up to now, things are blurry. I have to hurry up." Get some sleep."

"You, these beasts, will definitely have retribution..."

Shi Yi watched helplessly as his hand was pressed on the confession, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless, his eyes were tearing, and as soon as he cursed, he was punched on the wound on his shoulder.

"what--"

He screamed, and the jailer sneered: "If you are honest, you will suffer less. Don't waste your energy. How many people have we met in this prison? Which one was not strong when they came in, and they would rather die than submit. What happened in the end?"

"It's not as good as a dog."

"Both left and right are dead, accept your fate!"

The chains tied to the wooden frame were untied, and Shi Yi lost his support and fell to the ground. Immediately, someone grabbed his arms and dragged him into the prison, leaving two trails of blood where he passed.

After Yuniang was untied, she was not sent to prison immediately.

The several jailers looked at each other, with an obscene light flashing across their eyes, and laughed, "They're all going to die anyway, so it's better to let the brothers be happy."

"That's right, newlyweds and widows must not know what it's like to be a man."

"Send her to wash up first, she's so dirty, it's disgusting to look at."

"Got it."

The woman was dragged on the ground and walked in another direction.

The long and wet corridor went straight into the deepest part, it was so dark that nothing could be seen, it was like the mouth of a gigantic beast, it could swallow all the blood and flesh without leaving any trace.

The prisoners behind the iron railings on both sides watched this scene with dull eyes.

Or keep silent.

Or holding the shackles, slapping the pole excitedly, and yelling "Awow", as if they were cheering for them and cheering for them.

At this time, Song Daiyan had already arranged his official robes, and summoned all the subordinate officials of the prefect's mansion to come out of the Yamen to greet him. Officials, big and small, looked cautious, and walked quickly to the carriage.

"My subordinate, Song Daiyan, the prefect of Shanglin County, and all the officials kowtowed to the Imperial Envoy, but they were not far enough to greet him, and I hope that you will forgive me."

Song Daiyan was the leader, and the others lined up in order according to their grades, knelt down on the floor.

"Excuse me, my lords, get up."

After a while in the car, a man's calm and indifferent voice came. Song Daiyan and the others stood up, and saw the curtain of the car lifted by a pair of knuckle hands, followed by another person.

He did not wear official robes and ribbons, but ordinary clothes.

The blue soft brocade is winding and drooping, with wide sleeves and deep clothes. Although it does not deliberately put on airs, it has a noble charm and awe-inspiring power, making it daunting.

Song Daiyan looked at him, with fear flashing across his eyes.

In the early years before he was released outside the capital, at a party, he had the honor to see that lotus-blue figure from a distance. It's cold, and it's shocking.

Seeing this man with deep eyebrows and slender stature.

Compared with the fierce and lonely in the past, he has a more calm attitude, and he is undoubtedly the eldest son of the Yan family.

"Why didn't your lord enter the city with guards? Those ignorant subordinates didn't offend you, right?"

Song Daiyan bowed his head and asked with a smile.

"Master Song is polite."

After Yan Yun finished speaking indifferently, a woman jumped out of the carriage behind him, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

She has a crooked eyebrow and bright eyes.

Wearing a long dress of water color, there is not much decoration between the temples, only a magnolia hairpin is inserted obliquely, no powder is applied, and the appearance is pure and beautiful.

What a stunning beauty.

Even though she didn't want to, Su Rao still bowed her head and bowed slightly to them, and made a shallow salute. Seeing that she was standing beside Yan Yun and riding in the same car with her, they obviously had a close relationship, so they hurriedly nodded their heads.

Song Daiyan withdrew his gaze from Su Rao, turned sideways, and all the officials behind him hurriedly gave way and made a gesture of please.

"My lord, please enter the yamen."

Yan Yun did his part and walked away, Su Rao walked on the right, Song Daiyan led the way on the left, and a group of people marched into the official office.

"The lower official has just ordered people to clean up the best yard of the post house. My lord will sit and rest in the yamen for a while, and let the lower official show his kindness as a landlord."

"this way please!"

In the back hall of the government office, Yan Yun sat alone on the top seat, Song Daiyan and several other high-ranking officials stood in the hall, and the rest of them waited in the courtyard under the sun.

"This is the new tea of ​​this year, my lord, try it!"

When the tea was served, Yan Yun didn't move. He tapped on the teacup with one hand, looked up at Song Daiyan who was bowing his body, and opened his lips after a while, "Master Song."

"The subordinate is here."

Song Daiyan clapped his hands in response.

"I heard that there was a murder case at the Song family's wedding banquet last night. Is there such a thing?"

As soon as these words came out, other people would be fine, but Song Daiyan's heart tightened. How could he have thought that this person would intervene in this case when he opened his mouth? .”

"The lower officials brought the murderer to justice not long ago, and they have signed the signature."

He said with a look of shame on his face: "It's because the subordinate officials are not strict in governing, and such a bloody case happened in the area under their jurisdiction. Mr. Lao is worried."

"Master Song's efficiency is astonishing."

From the news of the homicide to the present, in just a few hours, the 'murderer' has actually signed and pledged. This kind of efficiency in solving the case is exemplary.

These words sounded like a compliment, but Song Daiyan felt a little uneasy in his heart, and this emotion reached its peak when Yan Yun spoke again.

"Song Jinyu is a direct descendant of the Song family. He was murdered today. I am very curious about this case. I need Mr. Song to bring the murderer here."

(End of this chapter)