Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 76 Imprisoned

Yan Ze was shocked and wanted to escape from the door, but was stopped by the officer guarding the door.

"Sir Guanchai, I've been wronged," Yan Ze turned his head and stared at Yan Cheng fiercely, looking like he was about to cry, "Second brother, can't you tolerate me like that?" After

speaking, he actually stretched out his hand to hold the official policeman. sleeves, a tear came from the corner of his eye.

"I don't want you to criticize me everywhere. Now you still want your younger brother to be put in a cell, the official officer, you come to judge."

The several officials who came here looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

Officials can take care of everything except family affairs. No one is making a fuss, and if there is no definite evidence, they will not dare to put people into prison if they are given ten courage.

Just as they wanted to be a peacemaker and let this matter pass, they heard the Janissary standing in front of Yan Cheng speak, "If the crime is serious, he will be beheaded. I wonder if this gentleman has evidence in his hand?"

Yan Cheng calmly pointed to the bowl of medicine on the table that had no heat before drinking it, "That bowl of medicine was sent by the maid, and I haven't let my wife drink it yet. The official sent the lord to ask for evidence, so you might as well ask the doctor to test it. Test this medicine, and then go to my good brother's room to search."

"You designed it to harm me!" Yan Ze rushed up to knock the medicine over, but unexpectedly Yan Cheng had expected his action and kicked it. It was on his knees, and the pain caused him to roll on the ground.

"I will allow you to do the same thing a second time?" Yan Cheng looked down at Yan Ze condescendingly, "Last time in the temple, you kicked your own child ruthlessly, and the maids around you could see it It 's clear."

Yan Cheng walked around Yan Ze, and the corner of his mouth raised a disdainful arc, "You hid the account books of the clothing store and the cloth shop privately, thinking I wouldn't know? Bring it to me, you are not curious at all, how come no one came to inform me that the ledger is gone?"

Yan Ze's heart clucked, his hands clenched into fists, his fingernails digging deeply into his palms, leaving a row of half-moon-shaped marks.

"It wasn't just some ancient artifacts and books that you brought back last time, right? The bottom one must be the ledger you handed over to you for the fine work you arranged in the garment shop and the cloth shop. I guessed it right?"

Yan Ze felt ashamed Ash, with bloodshot eyes in his eyes, didn't know until this time that his brother had known all his plans a long time ago. He swapped out all the ledgers in the store before he even acted, letting him smirk smugly while holding the fake ledgers, thinking that his plan was about to succeed.

"Since you know what I'm going to do, why didn't you dismantle me early?"

Yan Cheng looked down at Yan Ze, his parents got another son when they got old, and they held everything in front of Yan Ze, holding the younger son in front of him. pet. Yan Cheng, on the other hand, was raised by his eldest brother since he was a child, and if he made a little mistake, he would inevitably be punished.

Yan Ze was taught by his parents to forget his superiority and inferiority, and he thought he was the only baby boy in the family. When he found out that what Yan Cheng had in his hand was better than his own, he always wanted to grab it. Paranoid and cold-blooded, even Yan Cheng, who had lived a new life, was speechless.

"I didn't want to pierce you at this time," Yan Cheng squatted down and looked at Yan Ze, whose temples were sweating from the pain, his eyes were as cold as reality, "I also want to see what tricks you can play, let's see How do you want to deal with me? But—you shouldn't, you shouldn't think about Jinshu."

Everyone in the whole house knew that Song Jinshu was the treasure that Yan Cheng kept in his arms, but Yan Ze didn't believe it. Xie, I just think that his second brother is bewitched by beauty and treats a countryman as a treasure, which is very funny, so he has the idea of ​​playing with Song Jinshu from time to time.

Originally, Yan Cheng was going to wait until he had a showdown with the account book to deal with him, but Yan Ze touched his inverse scale impartially. Beat him to relieve his anger.

The officer who invited the doctor and the official who went to search Yan Ze's yard came back at the same time. Yan Ze was tied up with hemp rope and thrown under the tree. He watched the doctor tremblingly test the medicine with silver needles. Song Jinshu.

In less than half an hour, the official took Yan Ze back to the mansion.

The movement in the second courtyard had already alarmed many people. The servants gathered in a group at the entrance of the courtyard. When they saw Yan Ze being taken away, they were all startled.

They only thought that the two masters in the family were at odds with each other, but they never thought that they would make trouble in front of the government.

The old housekeeper ran out a few steps in a hurry, pulled the hand of a servant who was in the kitchen, and panted, "Quick... Quick! Go to the back mountain to find the master and wife, and keep what just happened intact. Tell them to take the old man and his wife down the mountain."

The man nodded ignorantly and walked out of the mansion under the urging of the old housekeeper.

"Do whatever you need to do, don't stand in front of the yard." Yan Cheng put his arms around Song Jinshu's waist and drove away the maids who were still chattering outside the door. Song Jinshu slept not long in the afternoon, and after standing here for half an hour His face turned pale.

"Would you like to sleep for a while?" Yan Cheng asked in a low voice beside Song Jinshu's ear, Song Jinshu shook his head, how could he fall asleep after such a big thing happened, "Does it matter? Yan Ze he..."

Yan Cheng Some squeezed Song Jinshu's waist forcefully, as a warning and punishment, "You don't need to plead for him for his own sins, it's just a matter of time."

Song Jinshu looked helplessly at Yan Cheng's gloomy face, The second master of Xindao, but the more he lives, the more he goes back, and now he even wants to eat the jealousy of his own brother who is incompetent.

"I don't, I won't plead for him." Song Jinshu had long known how to coax the jealous husband, put one hand on Yancheng's forearm, rubbed his cheek against Yancheng's shoulder, and said softly, "I am I'm afraid, my father knows about this, he will, he will blame you. I don't want to, you will be scolded because of me."

Yan Cheng's face improved a little, he reached out to close the courtyard door, and blocked all the inquiring eyes outside. After making sure no one saw this, he lowered his head and kissed Song Jinshu's face.

"It's only natural for Xianggong to protect his wife, why should he scold me?" Yan Cheng seemed to think of something unpleasant, and snorted, "Because of my mother, I was beaten a lot by him when I was young."

After speaking, Song Jinshu was half pushed and half pushed into the room by Yan Cheng. The candlelight was swaying in the wind blowing in. The shadows on the bed cast on the window paper and looked like they were entangled with each other.

Just as Song Jinshu fell asleep, he heard footsteps and earth-shattering shouts from the yard.

"Second Master and Young Master, Master and Madam asked you to wait in the front hall."