Wu Renyao accompanied the carriage to transport the corpse back to the prefecture yard, but he was called to prison without even sitting down to rest.

When he went in, he saw Zhuang Rou sitting inside, the cold-legged old Li who was guarding the cell kneeling on the ground, slapping himself, slapping and scolding, "The villain is immortal, the villain is not worthy of being a human being, the villain is a beast!"

What's the situation?

When Wu Renyao looked into the prison, he saw two people lying on the ground without moving. With his experience of rolling around in the pile of dead people all day, he could tell at a glance that these two people were dead.

When I saw Lao Li slapping his head again, he had such a strong desire to survive, so he must have gone to drink, so that the people in the prison could not survive.

"Sir." He walked up to him and bowed.

Zhuang Rou pointed to the prison and said, "Go and check, how did you die."

Wu Renyao looked at Lao Li's head, then carried his small box into the cell. When he saw it, he was shocked. He was not because he could not stand it and died of torture. The bloody wound on his neck was killed by someone who broke into the prison!

No wonder, the kind-hearted Zhuang Jie'er can watch Lao Li slap himself. This is a serious dereliction of duty. It is still lighter to be knocked out when he is swept out, and even if he is severe, he will have to behead him.

However, Old Li's legs and feet were also affected by the moisture in prison for many years. He got into the wind and had no income and had to go out to beg for food.

Wu Renyao shook his head, no one else's fault. He put down the box and went for the autopsy.

Zhuang Rou glanced at Lao Li's head and said calmly: "Okay, stop hitting."

"Sir, the villain knows his mistake, please spare the villain's life!" Old Li was not as good as Ma Dezheng, and he couldn't tell any tricks even if he admits his mistake, so he had to lie on the ground crying and beg.

Zhuang Rou said slowly: "You are lucky. You will go to drink when you are on duty, otherwise the murderer will come in to silence you and will kill you first."

Old Li was stunned and was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. He suddenly felt that the wine was worth it, otherwise there would be three corpses in the prison.

"What, are you very happy?" Zhuang Rou said, "But you left your post without permission and made someone go to the prison to kill someone, which is also a death sentence."

"Sir, please spare me! Sir, the Bodhisattva, please spare me, please spare me." Old Li didn't have time to be grateful, and his life was suffocated again.

Zhuang Rou ignored him and just watched Wu Renyao busy inside. After a while, she said, "It's okay to spare your life, and you can't survive even if the murderer comes over. It's your life to be able to escape this disaster. You can't do the yamen's errands anymore, otherwise everyone will be like you, will this yamen still want it?"

When he heard that he was dead, although he had no errands, Old Li was still very grateful and cried so hard that he could not bear to himself.

"However, your legs are inconvenient, and it seems that you can only have to beg for food in the future." Zhuang Rou said lightly.

Old Li raised her head blankly, and based on her intuition of being in prison for many years, she felt that there was something in her words.

Zhuang Rou looked at her nails and said calmly: "You are really suitable for begging like this. You have poor legs and feet, and you are always in prison. You are determined to go outside and the people don't have the legs and feet."

"If you roll around among the refugees, I believe there are not many people who recognize you. I am very familiar with the city, and now I have been driven out after committing a crime, so I can be regarded as a innocent person with a relationship with the government."

She suddenly put down her hand, turned her head to look at Lao Li's head, and smiled slightly, "Maybe she was malicious because she was driven out, and she had a lot of hatred for the government. She wished that all the people in the government would die."

These words made Old Man Li a little confused, but she was so scared that she lay on the ground again, calling for help.

Zhuang Rou took out something from her arms and placed it on the table, "Take it and go outside as a beggar."

Old Man Li raised his head in confusion and stood up with difficulty holding the table. His legs were not good at all, but now he has been kneeling for so long and almost can't get up.

After standing firmly, he was stunned when he saw what was on the table. They were a few small bills, and it was estimated that there were about dozens of taels in the past.

"Count it." Zhuang Rou said calmly.

Old Man Li swallowed his saliva and looked at Zhuang Rou in disbelief. Seeing that she had no reaction, he picked up the silver note and counted it with trembling hands.

"Forty-six taels..." He could hardly say anything after counting. Their prisoners only had hundreds of copper coins a month, and often they exchanged grain for money for them.

Although it can be scraped out from the prisoners, it is all the benefits that the prison heads and the others get. A prison guard like him who has difficulty in legs and feet and can only clean the prison and pour the toilet and swear, has no money to take.

The monthly salary he received was only enough to survive. His legs would hurt when it was cold. Drinking the cheapest wine would relieve some of the pain. The same is true. The family could not afford his expenses, and his son and daughter-in-law lived a tight life because of him.

The mother-in-law at home washes some clothes to supplement the household income, but because he doesn't want to drag down his family, he doesn't go home for many years. At most, during the Chinese New Year and the holidays, the family will bring some food to see him.

If he has all this money, he can go home to retire!

"Sir, this is..." Old Li looked at Zhuang Rou with a silver note in disbelief.

Zhuang Rou said casually: "This is your life-buying money. I told you to be a beggar. Although I don't know what you want you to do for the time being, I might be useful at the moment."

Old Li finally understood, "Does the adult want a villain to be an undercover agent among the refugees?"

"It's fine wherever you can get in anyway. You don't have to find out any news. Just think that you are really desperate. Just act as a pawn. When I want to use it one day, I will naturally come to you." Zhuang Rou really doesn't know what he is for, so she just needs to put it on first.

Chef Liu could not get involved in the refugees, so he could only inquire about the poor in the city. If the refugees outside, there would be a vulgar person.

Zhuang Rou had no idea at first. She saw Old Man Li's lack of mobility and thought of taking advantage of this. It was a pity that he would not go begging for food like this. She happened to encounter the opportunity to drive him out of the yamen.

This money is enough to buy his life for a lifetime, otherwise it would be fine if he cut off his head according to his mistake.

Old Li knew how big the mistake he made was. These were the lives of two prisoners, but he still hadn't tried it. At first glance, he was killed by someone. Besides, he didn't have to report it every day. There was no danger at all. Who wouldn't allow others to beg for food?

I took the money home, and when the refugees disperse in the coming year, I can go home and enjoy it myself.

Thinking of this, Old Li quickly knelt down again and kowtowed excitedly to thank Da En, "Thank you, sir, for sir, for sir, you must do your best to do things well and not let your despair!"

"Okay, you can leave now and be kicked out of the yamen. As for why you were driven away, it was naturally because your legs and feet were wet all year round, and you were unable to move, so you didn't keep idle people in the yamen." Zhuang Rou didn't care and took the blame again.

Old Li thought he wanted to be kicked out in the name of leaving his post without permission, but he didn't expect that it was just in this name and he was still stunned.

Zhuang Rou gave him a blank look, "Two prisoners died, and if you commit such a crime, you will only drive you out. Are you trying to go out and thank me?"

"The villain understands." Old Li reacted. After all, he could be integrated with the people with great suffering and deep hatred!

He nodded and thanked for a while. Zhuang Rou was so annoyed that he drove him away, and then he went back to his residence to pack his luggage and go home.

The yamen were busy looking for Zhou Zhongren and the others, but no one noticed that Lao Li was driven out. The two corpses in the prison were just said to have been beaten to death by her because she wanted to traffic Zhuang Rou to a brothel.

She killed someone, and no one dared to say anything, let alone the grandson of King An could not be found now. No one lived a good life, and no one cared about these two lives at all.

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