Walking in the bustling street, small merchants and peddlers are doing small businesses on both sides of the street, selling snacks, selling rouge and gouache, pearly jewelry, playing tricks and performing arts. Not far away, there are also babbling and singing Yutianrong's heart is still like water. The noisy street can't stir up ripples in her heart.
suddenly a sound of gongs stirred the crowd in the street. Originally, the noisy street was quieter, and the pedestrians dodged to the side. It seemed that there was someone coming out
boss Yang hurriedly motioned for the two boys to come forward to protect yutianrong, so as not to be knocked down by the rushing passers-by.
yutianrong just frowns slightly. She has chosen to pull aside. What's the big deal with such a squeeze?
"madam, it seems that the government is going to deal with a criminal today. It seems that the man killed a nephew of a minister." Boss Yang thought of the notice he saw two days ago and hurriedly said that he couldn't help regretting that he didn't think of it before. If the lady who was hurt by the excitement would be broken.
Son of Shangshu? Yu Tianrong suddenly chuckled, "that man has courage!"
boss Yang looked at her and thought she was interested. He added: "I heard that the martial arts of that man is very high. It took a lot of manpower to catch him."
Jianghu expert? Yu Tianrong's eyebrows stretch out. "Boss Yang, let's go and have a look at such a person!"
"yes, madam, please walk slowly."
boss Yang doesn't know why yutianrong is interested. However, he has been used to following her in the past three months. It's right to do what she wants. It's strange that he has such a consciousness anyway.
when he came to the execution ground, he was surrounded by people. There was a man tied to Xingtai. Yu Tianrong was attracted at a glance, not for anything else, just for the silver hair Yes, it's silver hair, but it's not the old man at all. Looking at it directly: his sword eyebrows are Starry, and his eyebrows are all cold. Under his high nose are two thin lips with pride. His beautiful face is a little evil because of that silver hair.
there are already many voices in the crowd, and there are also demons and other natural things. After all, in this era, the hair color is also very strange.
yutianrong looks at the man and makes public. All of him shows the breath of publicity. It's hard to imagine that such a man will be killed, but he doesn't seem to have the consciousness of dying, because yutianrong sees the disdain raised by his lips and the boundless coldness in his eyes. "Boss Yang, how much money do I need to redeem him?"
boss Yang was shocked. "Does madam want to buy him?" According to the law of the people's Republic of China, in addition to committing the major crimes of treason, regicide, and royal slayer, other prisoners can redeem the money. However, it depends on the seriousness of the crime to buy a life. He is just a vagrant in the Jianghu, killing a romantic young master and being arrested. However, the person killed is the nephew of the minister, so it's a little troublesome.
However, there are many problems. Boss Yang estimated, whispered back: "madam, to shut up the mouth of the prison officer and the family of the deceased, I think this person will need several hundred Liang silver, well, I think five or six hundred is necessary."
five or six hundred? In this era, ordinary people spend only two liang of silver a year, so five or six hundred liang of silver is quite a lot. However, for the rich, naturally, it is not a lot.
"well, go to discuss with the prison officer and say I want to buy him!"
boss Yang nodded, raised his hand and walked in, whispered a few words to the officers and soldiers maintaining the order of the execution ground, and was taken to the prison beheader. After listening to boss Yang's words, the prison beheader saw Yu Tianrong in boss Yang's eyes and asked in a low voice, "that's your wife?"
"that's right, sir. I wonder if you can offer us a price for our wife's convenience?" As he said, boss Yang didn't even trace a silver note for the prison beheader. The prison beheader looked at it and saw that he actually sold fifty Liang silver. He was secretly pleased, but he said seriously, "this criminal has committed a major crime of killing, and he killed the nephew of Shangshu. Although we Shangshu are not a protector, but is it the responsibility..."
"yes, sir, you are right, so our wife also said that such a recidivism would cost a little. It's just that our wife seldom goes out on weekdays. I don't know how much is suitable. So, please give me some advice. "
the prison beheader looked at the woman in the crowd again. He didn't know why. When he looked at the woman, his heart was slightly shaken. He felt that the woman was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her for a while. Subconsciously, he thought that the woman was not simple. In order to prove his idea, he said to boss Yang: "well, according to the rules, your wife can only come out on her own. In this way, the common people also look good. Who bought him? If there is anything to be investigated in the future, it's OK!"
boss Yang was stunned, then nodded, "the official said that it was the grass people's negligence, so I'm going to invite my wife."
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