Chapter 127: Yamen cannot kill people indiscriminately

Meng Changqing left Bafang at the county government office and asked him to deal with Ma Lishan. This man always stirred up trouble, and Meng Changqing could no longer let him wander around.

He was forced to leave the county that day. I didn't expect this man to survive.

"Captain Yang." Bafang looked at Ma Lishan on the ground, "You have to help me with this matter. Although I have killed Yan Jun, killing an unarmed man is too disgusting." Ma Lishan knew at this time that he was going to die, and rushed He kowtowed to Yang Zheng and Bafang to beg for mercy.

Yang Zheng wondered, "Are you sure you mean to kill him?"

"What if?"

"After all, they are criminals who are caught in the government office. Even if they are sentenced to be beheaded, they must submit the case file to the state capital, which will then submit it to the Ministry of Punishment for review." Yang Zheng said, "You can't use torture privately."

Bafang didn't expect Yang Zheng to suddenly become serious.

No one knows that there are procedures for killing people in the government, but many officials kill people just based on their own wishes.

Bafang was not sure about Yang Zheng's attitude, so he could only say: "Maybe I misunderstood the young master's meaning, so I will lock him up first."

Ma Lishan collapsed and was dragged into the county prison by Bafang and Yang Zheng.

There are only a few people in Beishan County in total. Since the establishment of the county, no one has ever reported to the government. When this prison was built, Ma Lishan was the first to live in it.

The city gate of Yangmen County was opened.

Meizi and several women from the same village looked towards the city gate, "Stand up and see if someone from Beishan County has come to pick us up."

"Right." Meizi stepped forward and looked at the man on the horse, "That man seems to be Mr. Meng from Beishan County."

"You can't see clearly from a distance." Wan Jin narrowed his eyes, "Did Mr. Meng come in person?"

"Yes!" Mei Zi looked at the man who got off his horse, his voice slightly excited, "That's Mr. Meng, I recognize Mr. Meng."

Meizi hadn't been excited for long when she saw people closer to the city gate standing up one after another.

"They say they are ready to leave." Wan Jin heard the news from the side, "Let's also pack our things."

After a while, there were government officials running around, and then someone shouted loudly: "If anyone wants to store their luggage, they can put it on the government carriage. Valuable items are not allowed to be stored."

"Hey, a carriage is coming." Wan Jin asked a few people traveling with him, "We have brought a lot of things, do you want to put them away?"

Most people are worried, "It's better to take it with you. With so many people, what if it gets mixed up or someone else takes it away."

"That's right. Just be tired if you're tired. It's better than losing it."

Several carriages turned in front of them, and not many people went up to store their luggage.

Mei Zi looked at the big package she was carrying. No matter what, she believed that since Mr. Meng had come up with this idea, she would naturally have her own solution.

"Then let me give it a try." After Meizi said this, she waved her hand to the government servant pulling the trolley, "I want to store it." She stored cotton-padded clothes and quilts, small packages containing grain and more than ten copper coins, and she carried them on her own. With.

"Do you recognize your package?" The officer asked as he quickly wrote something on the paper. Then he tore the written paper in half, handed one half to Mei Zi, and asked her to stuff the other half into the package. , and tie the package tightly.

"Be sure to hold this piece of paper carefully." The yamen servant warned, "There must be no damage on the torn side. Then you can use this half piece of paper to retrieve it and salute you. If you lose the paper, or the paper does not match, It will be difficult to deal with it then, and all you will waste is your own time.”

"Yes." Meizi carefully folded the paper in her hand and placed it carefully close to her body.