Chapter 124

After leaving this sentence, Yang Qian walked aside and explained to Zhili twice.

After a while, Zhili brought a few pancakes on his face and placed them in front of them with disgust.

"If my son hadn't been kind-hearted, how could he keep you alive until now?"

Du Fuwei was still unwilling to give up the opportunity and please the authenticity.

"You little gentleman, can you tell your son that as long as the son is willing to save our lives, we are willing to serve the son."

"Haha..." Zhili, the personal book boy, smiled coldly.

"There are more people who want to serve my son, and there are not a thousand and five hundred."

“…”

"My young master just thinks that you can stand up for your friend when your life is in custody, which is not too bad."

"I will ask me to give you some food. I will throw it away if I don't eat it."

“…”

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After the group had a full meal, Cheng Yaojin, Niu Jinda and others bid farewell to Yang Qian and his group, and returned to Qizhou in the north.

As seven horses with spoils, Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda took away three horses, and the remaining four were given to Yang Qian, the junior brother.

Yang Qian and others continued to move towards Fengqiu.

Although the little girl had woken up, she grabbed Yang Qian's clothes tightly and was reluctant to let go.

Yang Qian was worried about this little girl, so he naturally stayed with the little girl in the carriage.

Fortunately, the Anqi horse was fast, and it took less than an hour and a half to arrive in Fengqiu County.

After receiving the news from the cavalry sent by Zheng Yuanxun, the magistrate Wen of Fengqiu County.

He sent a servant early to pick up Yang Qian and his group at the city gate and went straight to the county government.

With physical evidence and human evidence, facing Yang Qian, who is famous in Xingyang, Zheng Yuanxun, a man in Yong'an County, the Great Sui Dynasty.

County Magistrate Wen seemed to be extremely happy and took only half an hour to settle the case.

"The heads of those horse thieves will be handed over to Mr. Yang's friends to pay tribute to the deceased, so they will be sent back for a while."

"Since the young master is willing to take care of their funeral, it is Yang Gongzi's kind heart."

"In addition, how should these four followers be sent to you? Please tell me to show your advice to Mr. Yang and Mr. Zheng."

At this moment, Du Fuwei and four others knelt in the lobby and looked at Yang Qian with a gaze.

In addition, Zheng Yuanxun secretly mentioned a few words just now, County Magistrate Wen was naturally very knowledgeable and his eyes fell on Yang Qian.

Yang Qian stood up and nodded to County Magistrate Wen, turned his head, looked at Du Fuwei, Fu Gongyou and other four people.

"Mr. Wen County Magistrate, these four people were coerced by the murderer and had no choice but to follow him.

Although he was an accomplice, he had never injured his life in a business traveler. I don’t know that he should punish him like this…”

When he heard Yang Qian speak, Du Fuwei and four others finally showed joy. They kowtowed to Yang Qian in the hall.

The magistrate Wen stroked Chang'e's beard and said, "According to my Great Sui law, the one who created the intention will be punished for the first offender and beheaded the prison guard."

However, all accomplices are not subject to a higher level of punishment than the first perpetrator, that is, the accomplices who have been more meritorious should be punished as prison.

Those who do not work hard should be punished with a hundred sticks and a thousand miles away. Those who fail to do so should be punished with a hundred sticks and abstain for three years."

When he heard that the lowest accomplices should be punished for 100 years, the faces of Du Fuwei and others turned into a dizzy white color.

But at this moment, County Magistrate Wen spoke again.

"You and your friends died at the hands of a thief, but they were forced to follow him, and so they couldn't do it.

Therefore, according to the law, you should reduce the stick again, and you should have a stick of 60, and you may have a one-year imprisonment or a fine of fifty kilograms of copper."

When Yang Qian heard the Great Sui Rule Order that the County Magistrate Wen opened his mouth, he was really convinced that the county magistrate, who was in his early fifties.

"The magistrate Wen County is so skillful that he is really a capable minister and official in our dynasty, and he is humble and respectful."

After saying politely to the magistrate Wen County, Yang Qian turned his head and looked at Du Fuwei and four others with joy on his face.

A playful smile appeared on his face. "Look at how you are happy, it seems that you can solve the problem by bringing money."

Du Fu, who was so poor that he could only steal, was so thrust that his face was as dark as ink.jpg. "..."

Yang Qian looked at the four unlucky people with a dark face with a smile. "Do you want to be jailed for one year, or do you want to fined 50 kilograms of copper?"

Du Fuwei's mind was spinning fast enough, and he immediately reacted and said happily.

"Is Mr. Yang willing to atone for us? We are willing to fine 50 kilograms of copper."

Yang Qian smiled and said, "Do you pay it back if you have money?"

"..." Du, Fu and the other four almost urinated in the court. Is there anyone who is so funny about you?

When Yang Qian saw these four unlucky people who were almost tortured torture and neurasthenia, he finally became a little serious.

"If you are willing to fine copper, I can lend you, but you have no money to pay it back."

"Then you will sign an employment contract with me for..."

Before Yang Qian could finish his speech, Du Fuwei shouted first. "I'm willing!"

Looking at these four unlucky people who looked overjoyed.

Yang Qian suddenly felt that he had a handsome face and a handsome and handsome man who wanted to play the role of the old man Huang, but Huang Shiren, who had dead branches in the old tree, was indeed not good.

After walking out of the county hall, I saw the little girl sitting blankly beside the middle-aged woman covered with white cloth.

It was not until I saw Yang Qian that his dull eyes seemed to be vivid.

Yang Qian walked up to her and squatted down and asked softly. "Is she your mother?"

The little girl's pretty face was as white as snow, and her face was at a loss, and her clear eyes were heartbreaking.

Zheng Yuanxun beside him muttered in a low voice: "I'm afraid this little girl has lost her soul and forgot about it."

Excessive surprise will indeed cause amnesia. Yang Qian held her slightly cool little hand with heartache and promised.

"Don't worry, I will bury them well."

The little girl nodded a little confusedly and hugged Yang Qian tightly again. Soon, Yang Qian felt the dampness and heat in his chest.

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Du Fuwei and four other unlucky people signed an employment contract with Yang Qian, and each received fifty coins of redeem for one year of prison.

However, it is naturally inevitable that the stick is 60, and in the end, they are all covered in flesh and blood and are thrown on the carriage by Yang Qian's followers.

I spent money to buy enough coffins and hired several ox carts. The group of people set off again and headed towards Xingze.

When it was more than ten miles away from Yang's mansion, Yang Qian sent Zhili back to the mansion to explain the situation.

After Yang Qian and his party crossed the river and walked around the road, they saw the Han family and the butler, Uncle Song, waiting at the entrance of the village.

"Mom, the child is back." Yang Qian got off the carriage and looked at his mother Han who was coming towards him.

I felt very sad. This short journey of just one and a half months made me feel like I had been wandering around hell for several round trips.

"Okay, it's fine. My son looks a lot darker, but his body is also much stronger."

Han pulled Yang Qian up and down for a long time, and his eyes turned red. This was the first time in his life that he had separated from his son for so long.

Han calmed down and his eyes fell on the pitiful little girl who had just sat beside Yang Qian.

Yang Qian walked to the carriage and stretched out his hand. The little girl hesitated for a moment, but still clenched slowly and resolutely.

Yang Qian hugged her in his arms and turned toward Han Shi, who was showing his kind face.

"Mother, it's her..."

"Poor child, who is so young, is so frightened, alas..."

Han leaned closer, raised his hand, and tamped with the hair on her cheeks.

The little girl trembled slightly, but did not refuse, but quietly buried her head in Yang Qian's arms.

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