Magistrate Tang smiled slightly and raised his head to watch him eat. Ying Wenhai felt a little uncomfortable. He poured a bowl of water to moisten his throat and asked, "Did Ji Hao really survive?"

Magistrate Tang looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Ying Wenhai lowered his head and said, "He was bleeding so much that his stomach was broken..."

"Didn't you think he would do this when you whipped his horse?"

Ying Wenhai squeezed the bun tightly and said, "Who would have thought that his riding skills were so bad that he would fall off the horse..."

Under the gaze of Magistrate Tang, Ying Wenhai couldn't speak anymore.

Magistrate Tang withdrew his gaze. After all, it was the first time the person involved spoke, and he didn't want to make the atmosphere too tense.

"What I'm more curious about is why you guys started fighting in Chunfeng Tower. Was the stuff on the silver hairpin painted on beforehand? Don't you know that inflammation of the wound can kill someone?"

Ying Wenhai stopped talking again.

Magistrate Tang smiled and said: "If you don't tell me, I have brought back all the witness certificates that should be brought back in the past few days, including the boy serving you, the person you called in the Chunfeng Tower, and that one

Women, they are all in prison now."

Magistrate Tang stretched out his hand and clapped his hands, and the yamen guards outside went into the innermost layer of the cell and dragged several people out with the sound of jingling bells.

One of them, who looked like a young boy, knelt down as soon as he saw Ying Wenhai, walked up to him and shouted: "Master, please save me, Master, Master—"

Magistrate Tang waved his hand, and the yamen servant covered his mouth and dragged him down.

Ying Wenhai's face changed drastically and he looked at Magistrate Tang angrily.

Magistrate Tang nodded at the table, looked at him and said with a smile: "Don't be angry. Now that Ji Hao has survived, what else can't we talk about? What's the point of keeping that idea a secret? Paint the silver hairpin with something

Who gave you the idea?"

Ying Wenhai lowered his eyes and said nothing, but he began to doubt in his heart, wondering whether Ji Hao really survived, or whether he was already dead and Magistrate Tang was deceiving him.

No matter how scheming a sixteen-year-old boy is, in front of Magistrate Tang, he is no better than a child without clothes. He understood after just one glance.

He touched his chin and pondered. This was a bit difficult. He couldn't let him go for verification, nor could he take him to Ji's house...

Just as he was thinking this, a government servant walked in quickly and whispered in Magistrate Tang's ear: "Someone from the Ying family is here."

Magistrate Tang raised his head and looked at him, and the Yamen servant whispered: "It's the steward of the Ying family, here to bring some food to Mr. Ying."

Ying Wenhai also raised his ears to eavesdrop. Magistrate Tang turned his head and glanced at him, then smiled and said, "Let him in."

The steward of the Ying family soon came in with two servants carrying things. He was stunned for a moment when he saw so many government officials inside. He was even more surprised when he saw Magistrate Tang sitting in the cell, and he hesitated for a while.

However, Magistrate Tang waved to him and said with a smile: "Come in when you are here. I'm sorry, I haven't seen your young master in the past three days, right?"

Isn't that what you are preventing me from seeing?

Steward Ying bowed his head and knelt down to say hello to Magistrate Tang, and then asked his servants to bring the things in, which were all for food. Steward Ying took the chickens, ducks, and fish out while talking about how the old lady missed the young master.

The master was worried about what the young master said, and then quietly glanced at Magistrate Tang.

Magistrate Tang sat on the stool without even moving his buttocks, let alone moving away to avoid suspicion.

Manager Ying was helpless. After taking out everything, he couldn't find anything to say no matter how clever he was.

Magistrate Tang took a pair of chopsticks and ate a piece of fish that was still warm. He nodded and said, "That's right. I've sent you so many delicious foods. Is this really good news?"

Steward Ying smiled awkwardly, "Sir, you are joking. Our old lady felt sorry for the young master, so we asked the young one to bring it."

"Are you kidding?" Magistrate Tang said with a smile: "I never joke. This morning, four doctors, Dr. Fan and Dr. Ji, all left the Ji family. They also brought a cart full of gifts. Why, your master didn't go.

Do you want to ask Doctor Fan about the situation of Young Master Ji?"

Ying Wenhai also sat up straight and looked at him.

Manager Ying said quickly: "Of course I asked. Our master has always felt guilty. He has sent people to send doctors and medicines to the Ji family almost every day these days..."

Magistrate Tang listened with a smile as he detailed how the Ying family tried their best to appease the Ji family. After he finished speaking, he asked, "What did Dr. Fan say?"

Manager Ying smiled and said, "Doctor Fan said that Young Master Ji has woken up and he will be well soon."

If he hadn't been afraid that Magistrate Tang would be more serious, he would have said that Young Master Ji would be able to be active and active in a while. Anyway, the healthier the victim was, the less guilty the young master would be.

Magistrate Tang smiled and nodded, "Not bad, not bad, it's almost the same as the news I got."

Seeing that Steward Ying was still standing, he waved his hand and said, "What are you still doing? Since the things have been delivered and people have seen them, let's go?"

You should take care of things for a while.

The yamen officer smiled and stepped forward and said, "In charge, this is a prison cell. It's very unlucky. You'd better go back first."

Manager Ying had some confidential matters to talk to his young master, but when he saw Magistrate Tang sitting still, he knew that he had no chance today, so he could only sigh and bow and leave.

After Ying's family members had all left, Magistrate Tang asked someone to serve him a bowl of soup, and he simply had lunch in the prison cell.

He also called to Ying Wenhai, "You should also come and eat some. After all, it is your old lady's wish. But you have been hungry for two days, so don't eat greasy food and eat something light. Well, this lotus root soup is good."

Ying Wenhai sat back at the table, poured the soup and came to his senses, "Is Ji Hao really okay?"

Magistrate Tang smiled at him, "I never disdain to lie to others, but will your housekeeper lie to you?"

Ying Wenhai thought for a while and couldn't find a reason for Manager Ying to lie to him, so he put down his worries. Then he felt very hungry. Looking at the chicken, duck and fish on the table, he couldn't help but stretch out his chopsticks.

But County Magistrate Tang knocked off his chopsticks and said, "Only light food is allowed."

Ying Wenhai frowned, but turned his chopsticks to pick up the vegetarian dishes.

Magistrate Tang continued the previous question, "Who taught you to paint something on the silver hairpin?"

Ying Wenhai raised his head and glanced at him and said, "Isn't that case over? You didn't ask about the horse fall, why do you always ask about Chunfeng Tower?"

Magistrate Tang smiled and said: "I like to investigate the cause and effect when handling cases. In my opinion, the reason why you had a conflict in Qixia Mountain was because of the Chunfeng Tower incident."

He said: "The Chunfeng Tower case was not decided by me. It was kept private by your two families, so there are many things I don't know yet."

Magistrate Tang said: "If we want to judge you two for their faults, we must start from the beginning. I know that he scolded you on Qixia Mountain, and I also know that you whipped his horse in anger, but the reason why he

I scolded you because of the Chunfeng Tower incident, so I want to get to the root of it."

Ying Wenhai sneered and said: "Then you are wrong. The reason why we had an enmity was not at Chunfeng Tower at all, but when he first arrived in Yizhou City three years ago."

Magistrate Tang made a gesture of listening attentively and motioned for him to continue.
Chapter completed!