As a result, Yang Ling told what he saw and heard in front of the hall, confirming that Ma Ang had never taken any serious measures against Boss Wang. The young and old Wang family knelt there and cried and told him how good he was in normal health. Ma Ang must have committed murder, which made the great master of the Bingyouzi County, one head and two big heads, sitting on it, staring at his two round eyes, and all had no idea.

The Huang County Magistrate sat behind the side of the case. The county magistrate's duty is to assist the county magistrate, and there is nothing that should not be asked about the matters within the county. However, according to convention, in order to avoid the suspicion of infringement, the county magistrate is only equivalent to preparing the county magistrate. Usually, it is like a clay sculpture in a temple, and he does not express any statement.

This Huang County Magistrate was also a literati. At that time, literature was superior to martial arts, and he looked down on this county magistrate who was born into a military gangster, so he had always played the role of Xu Shu by his side. County Magistrate Min had long been used to thinking that he did not exist and did not ask him at all.

While he was holding his beard and helpless, a troupe came to his ear and whispered a few words. County Magistrate Min flicked his sleeves and said loudly: "Previously detain Ma Ang, and the body is under the supervision of the offender. The rest of the people will go back first and wait for the official to verify it before deciding the case."

Ma Ang was taken to prison, everyone left their names and addresses and was sent out. Yang Ling also stood up and said goodbye to the magistrate Min. After leaving the lobby, Miss Ma hurriedly chased after him and said blessedly: "Thank you, Yang Xiucai, for speaking out for my brother for being righteous."

This girl is so cute that she is so cute in this lobby. She is not as cold as outside. Her frozen face has regained her softness and luster, and is as white and gentle as beautiful jade, making her charming appearance even more exciting.

When Yang Ling heard her call her scholar, she could not help but think of those poor and corrupt scholars. She felt very uncomfortable, so she laughed and said, "I just said it truthfully. I just saw Miss Ma on the road as a hero, so why bother to be a scholar? I just called me by my name."

Miss Ma forced a smile and said, "So, thank you Mr. Yang. I have to trouble Mr. Yang to testify when the retrial is opened." Just as she was talking about this, an official outside the door, who was about fifty years old and had three black beards under his jaw hurriedly walked in. County Min in the hall retreated from the hall but did not leave. When he saw him in, he immediately came up and said, "Mr. Ma, you are here just right. This matter really made my brother scratch his head. What do you think?"

He was quite pleased, and Master Ma was smarter. When he saw that there was a young man he didn't know in the hall in addition to County Magistrate Min and his daughter, he was a little worried and did not dare to bring up the case. Seeing that his daughter greeted him, he waved his hand and asked Yang Ling in confusion: "This is it."

Miss Ma hurriedly said, "Father, this scholar is called Yang Ling. My brother and I go shopping. The boss misunderstood my pearls. As a result, he was scolded by his brother and died of shame. Thanks to Mr. Yang's righteous words for his brother, he was not convicted of the shop's resignation and neighbors. He would have to trouble Mr. Yang when he was in court tomorrow."

After hearing this, Ma Yicheng quickly bowed his hand to thank each other and politely complained to each other. The Min County Magistrate was impatient and could no longer help saying: "Master Ma, it's not that my brother doesn't want to help you. The Wang family is full of power and neighbors testified. Everyone said that although there was Yang Xiucai's testimony, it was a case of a life, and brothers dare not let anyone go casually."

Seeing that the county tycoon was so unique, Yang Ling couldn't help laughing at it. He heard the two of them say something they were inconvenient to hear, so he quickly bowed to say goodbye. Miss Ma is a smart figure in Bingxue. When she saw him shaking her head and laughing, she felt that he was confident. She met County Magistrate Min at the banquet yesterday. Like her father, they were both soldiers and had no such twists and turns. Maybe this Yang Xiucai could save people. After all, these scholars must have read the Ming Dynasty Rule.

Thinking of this, Miss Ma hurriedly caught up with her two steps and said in a sweet voice: "Young Master Yang, can you see your expression be able to save my brother?"

When she heard Miss Ma say this, County Magistrate Min and Ma Yicheng were not excited. When the four eyes looked at each other, Yang Ling was startled and shook his hand and said, "Where, where, I am just a witness, how can I go beyond the help of the county magistrate?"

Min and Ma were disappointed when they heard this. Unexpectedly, Miss Ma was very smart and immediately asked: "In this way, Mr. Yang is not unable to interfere in the case because of his identity?"

Yang Ling had no choice but to say that there was no way to leave, so he could leave, go back and continue to find ways to make a fortune in ancient times, buy a thick inheritance for Han Youniang, and then return to the underworld to continue to give a headache for the bull-headed and horse-faced face. But who would have a man who would consider himself incompetent in front of her, a little beauty like Miss Ma, who is willing to think that she is incompetent in front of her?

Aroused by her, Yang Ling blurted out: "That's right, I'm just a scholar. I just made a personal testimony when I happened to be in this matter. If I come forward to make a case for the county magistrate, wouldn't it be beyond my identity?"

Miss Ma smiled and suddenly bowed to him, and said with knees: "Mr. Yang, although my brother is a little reckless, he is definitely not a villain who is evil. The owner of the Wang family sacrificed his life in vain when he sees profit and is exhausted, so his brother will pay his life for him. How can Mr. Yang bear to watch it?

Lord Jun and his father are both from warriors, with a straightforward temperament and rarely get involved in the law. Since Mr. Yang is well aware of the law, how can he not save him when he dies?

The sage said: 'What is the matter when reading the books of sages?' It is only a matter of "bearing". When encountering things, you only say that you are ashamed and not guilty, and do not ask whether you are in trouble or not. If you know that the unfairness of the matter, but seek excuses but cannot uphold justice, it is shameless. What does Mr. Yang think?"

Yang Ling was speechless, and he couldn't think of this little girl so sharp-tongued. He couldn't help but look at the memories of the two-life fusion in his heart, to see if he could come up with some solutions from the Ming Dynasty and the sentences of later generations. He helped her up and said, "Miss Ma, please come up quickly. According to me, the owner of the Wang family probably had his own hidden illness. Although Brother Ling pushed him, he would definitely not kill him. But now the Wang family is in a fierce mood and everyone is talking. Since the person is dead, Brother Ling has indeed taken action. He is guilty or not. It is not so easy to distinguish? Even if I have some ideas, I may not be able to save him."

At that time, there was a difference between men and women, and they were not close to each other. Even if they were unwilling to receive her gift and wanted to help her up, they could only float their hands and gesture from a foot to a distance, so the other party could take advantage of the situation, as if the master of the Nine Yang Divine Ability of Helping People could use their skills to hurt people from outside.

Although Yang Ling knew these rules, he was still a habit of later generations. He actually stepped forward and firmly supported Miss Ma's arm and helped her up. He held her soft arms in his hand, and the soft and charming face was right in front of her. He smelled the fragrance of her body like orchids and musk, which was even more intense than when she rode on a horse and swept past her side.

Miss Ma was embarrassed and embarrassed: "Looking at his handsome personality, I didn't expect that he was so lustful, and he actually took the opportunity to take advantage of me." Ma Yicheng also felt that he was just supporting his daughter directly, which was a bit unlucky, but saving his son was released from prison at this time. He was only one son. If he really had a good life, he would be willing to exchange his daughter for his son, so he turned a blind eye and snatched it up and said: "If you have any ideas, please listen. I won't hide it from Mr. Yang. County Magistrate Min and I are both soldiers. This law is a shame. If the young master has any solutions, you might as well listen. Regardless of whether it is useful or not, Mr. Ma will accept your kindness."

Yang Ling was in a dilemma. He looked at the magistrate of Min County in embarrassment. The county magistrate waved his hand with relief and said with great politeness: "Yes, yes, you scholars are very sensible. What are the best ways to just talk about it? I am the most troublesome to go to the court to ask about the case. If there are Tartar soldiers below, I will just wave my big knife. I will be angry and said my husband is right. After hearing the drum, I will be angry. I will say that my husband is right. After hearing the drum, I will be beaten in my heart."

"This," Yang Ling said: "As the saying goes, only by knowing one's knowledge can you win every battle. I have witnessed the case throughout the whole process, so there is no need to repeat it. However, since the case is focused on whether the old man Wang was beaten to death or died of old age and weak body, this... we need to have a comprehensive understanding of his physical condition, whether he has a medical history before, etc., and then find out the flaws, so that he can't push the responsibility, block their mouths, and make them speechless."

"Okay!" County Magistrate Min applauded with high highs, his voice so loud that Yang Ling was startled. Ma Yicheng was so happy that he rubbed his palms repeatedly and said, "Young Master Yang is really amazing. I am just anxious and cannot openly raise my son from prison. After you say that, it seems to be very feasible. Since my son has not hit him, then this old guy must have something wrong. Lord Min, please send someone to understand this matter carefully."

The magistrate of Min County agreed without any worries: "Okay, okay, no problem, it's a scholar? I, Lao Min, have a headache. I heard that you have great skills, but it's a scholar who is evil. Hahaha, no, this scholar is smart."

Yang Ling said ashamed. He was just a moment of indifference and took out the tricks of procrastination when he was doing claims work. Everyone on earth knows that China's insurance industry is easy to take claims during the time of insurance. The system provisions can circumvent a master's graduate so much that he feels that he is a literary leader. The amount of relevant certificates he asked for can make the most patient person crazy. Now it's just a small test.

However, when she saw Miss Ma's soft and charming eyes full of admiration, even Yang Ling couldn't help feeling a little fluttered and her vanity was very satisfied.

When I got home, there was a vast white snow falling from the sky again. The snowflakes were flying and the weather became warmer. The snowflakes fell on my body and sticky.

The young lady had already returned home, standing at the door looking forward to him coming back. When she saw him from afar, she ran over. When Yang Ling felt warm when she saw her, she felt a little guilty. In the morning, the young lady went out to work and said she wanted to study hard at home, but she caught her. If she blamed her, Yang Ling was still a little afraid of her.

Unexpectedly, the young lady didn't mention this, but just greeted him in the door with joy, brushed away the snow on her body, and said gently: "Mr., you are back, I have prepared the meal, and I am anxious and don't know where to find you."

Yang Ling said embarrassedly: "Well, I originally wanted to study at home with peace of mind, but I remembered that I lived here in the same year, so I went to visit him."

Young lady smiled and said, "My husband is a man, so socializing is also essential, Young lady knows. By the way, Young lady worked in the tailor shop today, and he sewed ten robes in the morning, earning ten cents. This tailor shop undertakes the business of the postmaster's horse number. More than 100 postmasters there are running around all year round, and their clothes are worn out. The tailor shop is doing well. I didn't expect that the city was also very easy to work."

Yang Ling looked at her and smiled. Her face was flushed with excitement when she spoke. She couldn't help but twist her cheeks gently, and said with a smile: "Young mom is so capable, it's all my illness that has dragged you down. When I saw your pitiful appearance, I really felt so distressed."

Han Youniang was stunned by his sudden intimate action and suddenly blushed. She lowered her head shyly and said angrily: "My husband, we are husband and wife, we should have been together for the rest of our lives and support each other."

After hearing this, Yang Ling was excited and suddenly couldn't help but hug her, hugged her tightly in her arms, and gently stroked her soft hair. This was the first time Han Youniang had such a affectionate move with him. She leaned against his chest and was dizzy, both happy and satisfied.

After a long time, Han Youniang gently pushed away his hug, her face flushed, but she didn't dare to look at him. She just lowered her head and twisted her clothes and belt and said shyly: "My husband, the food is hot, sit down quickly, I'll serve you rice."

Although the food is simple, it is much better than when I was in the mountains. In addition, the owner of the oil mill also gave some oil residue to cook. Although the taste of vegetable oil is not too good, Yang Ling still ate more food.
Chapter completed!