Whose little lady is so crazy?

In the Yamen of Dawuguan Mansion, Magistrate Wu, who was drinking tea in the back hall and waiting for his subordinates to arrest the person before going to court for trial, did not feel that Zhao Guangtai's son was causing trouble to him.

After the incident on New Year's Eve failed, Magistrate Wu was nervous and worried for several days, worried about Lin Anshu's revenge.

However, there was no reaction at all from the military camp. Because of this matter, Magistrate Wu could not live with peace of mind this year.

Daughter Jinyao was so frightened that she had nightmares at night. She had no choice but to be sent to her grandmother's house more than a hundred miles away.

In the past few days, the master was helping to analyze and said that Lin Anshu had been silent at the military camp. Maybe he didn't want to make things worse?
Although Lin Anshu's official rank is higher than that of his prefect, he is stationed at the border between the two countries all year round. It would be better for military commanders to live in harmony with local civilian officials. If the relationship becomes tense, many things in the local area will be in trouble. inconvenient.

Listening to what the master said, Magistrate Wu felt that it seemed to make sense. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the master was right.

Otherwise, how could Lin Anshu, who had a higher official position than himself, let it go and let it go?

When he thought about this year, because he was preoccupied and had no time to socialize, and at the same time he was worried that Lin Anshu would be caught, so he turned down many invitations to visit, Wu Zhifu felt a pain in his heart.

Those nearby petty officials and officials, those who own restaurants, pawnshops, banks, and banks, are not here to pay New Year greetings. They are looking for an excuse to show their filial piety.

That seemingly ordinary and simple snack box was filled with heavy white and yellow things.

Now that Zhao Guangtai's son from Baishi Town has come to ask for help, he naturally has to take care of him. This help will definitely not be in vain. That old boy Zhao Guangtai is a very sensible person.

Not only did he need to send money to help his son with this matter, but Zhao Guangtai would also pay more attention to it when he does other things in the future.

"Didn't you say you wanted to catch a young lady? Why haven't you come back for so long?" Magistrate Wu asked in confusion as he drank the tea that had been brewed for three times.

Just as the master was about to ask someone to go out and take a look, he saw the Yamen trotting over and said that the person had been brought back.

Magistrate Wu and Master then walked to the front lobby. As soon as they entered, they felt that the atmosphere was not right. After sitting down, they looked up and were startled. Why were there so many people watching at the gate of the government office?

"Your Majesty, bring the prisoner here." The chief official came forward to report.

Magistrate Wu looked at the person in front of him and was a little annoyed. He had been serving as an official for many years, so why couldn't he see things clearly?
Is a case like this suitable to be tried in public in such a large court? Do you want me to step down?

The chief official felt the hellish gaze of his master, and was frightened, but he could only endure it.

What else should I do, explain it to my lord here? It’s not that I wanted to make things happen like this, it’s just that this little lady is too instigating.

The chief official lowered his head and backed away, standing aside, still comforting himself in his heart, don't worry, it's a blessing, not a curse, you can't avoid it!

Sir, you are capable and capable. Let me see how you deal with this smart-tongued young lady who is not afraid of official duties.

"Zhao Yongze, a common man, has met the magistrate, and it's time to celebrate the New Year." Zhao Yongze sounded like he didn't know Magistrate Wu and had never seen him before.

"Well, since you are the plaintiff, let's start with your self-report." Magistrate Wu felt quite pleased and satisfied when he saw that Zhao Guangtai's son, although he usually had a bad reputation, was not considered an idiot on occasions like this.

Zhao Guangze told what happened in his own favorable way. "Reporting to the magistrate, this is what happened. Several of the servants of the grassroots lost their right hands. They became disabled and became disabled people in the future. They can no longer work to make money to support their families.

After the incident, the common people have been looking for traces of this bad girl, but they have no choice but to find it. Today, God opened his eyes and saw her on the street. He immediately sent someone to report it to the official. He also asked the prefect to make the decision for the common people. Those poor servants were in charge. "Zhao Yongze said with great emotion. After saying this, he lifted his robe and knelt on the ground.

Hong Xiaoduo, who was watching from the sidelines, felt goosebumps all over his body. He had never noticed before that this playboy was actually a drama star?

After she entered the government office, she kept observing and found that the government office was similar to what she had seen in the scenic spots in the ancient city.

There is a plaque hanging high above the mirror. The man wearing official uniform and official hat, although he does not have pointy ears and monkey cheeks, he looks like a human being, but at first glance he is a corrupt official.

She then looked at the government servants on both sides of the hall who were holding paddles in their hands like paddles and had expressionless faces, and imagined in her mind the scenes on TV and movies when they would shout "powerful" and how the paddles in their hands would hit people.

When Magistrate Wu came in, he looked at the defendant. He didn't regard her as a prisoner at all, but rather as if he was visiting the garden.

What made him most uncomfortable was the way this little lady looked at him just now, with a sneer mixed with contempt.

In her many years as an official, Magistrate Wu has seen all kinds of defendants, but she has never seen anything like this. Does she not know what the defendants represent?

He took out the gavel and slapped it on the table: "Defendant, do you accept what the plaintiff said?"

Hong Xiaoduo was looking at the carvings on the beam. Hearing this, he turned his face and looked forward: "He is confusing right and wrong. Why should I admit it? I am not a fool."

This was the first time in his life that Magistrate Wu choked the defendant. He slapped the gavel again, pointed at Hong Xiaoduo and scolded: "Bold woman, how dare you despise the court and this officer? Your parents didn't tell you that you have to kneel down." Are you going to go back and ask me?"

Hong Xiaoduo rubbed his ears with his fingers: "If you have something to say, why are you so angry? Looking at your age, you should have been an official for many years. Is it okay if you have such a bad temper?"
Didn't your parents tell you that an official should be calm and composed? Is it possible that the black gauze hat on your head means you shout out from your throat? Was it taken from Gavel? "

"You, you bad girl, come here, please pull this girl down with twenty sticks first." Wu Zhifu was so angry that his blood surged upwards.

Yao Guang at the door asked Tianshu in a low voice: "Brother, if they go together, can Mom beat me? Do you want us to go up and help Mom?"

Tianshu whispered: "Don't worry, they won't be her match if they go together. Not all of the Yamen's police officers and police officers are good at kung fu, and most of them don't even know kung fu."

After hearing this, Yao Guang nodded with relief, but also felt a little regretful. He had learned Kungfu for so many days, and he still thought that he could use it today, but it seemed that he had no chance!

Quan Jinghuai kept his eyes on the lobby, but his ears did not miss the conversation between the two disciples.

The eldest disciple Tianshu analyzed calmly and was very correct and smart!

The youngest disciple was cute and cute. He had only learned kung fu for a few days and was still squatting on a horse and throwing punches. He started to think about helping her.

And the person in the hall, she is still the mother of seven children, walking outside without thinking about how to avoid trouble and risks...