In the lobby of the county government, there was a thin and slim Masao County master. The county magistrate was named Pang, and he was honest and upright. He heard the awkward sound of the awkward master. He suddenly said silently: "Although this county is in the mansion, I have heard of it these days. It is said that a strange thing happened in the county. A Tongsheng was obsessed with the people in the painting. He thought it was a false statement from the countryside, but today he knew it was true. What Tongsheng said was the man who was curled up in the hall and kneeled down?"

Liu Dingkui had a scholar's reputation and did not have to kneel down, but now he was incomplete at the moment, so he would not consider the reason. He just looked up and continued to curl up on the ground.

The yamen runners went up and the stick was really not easy. Liu Dingkui hummed a few times! The yamen runners scolded, "Are you trying to die? The master asked, and if he didn't say anything, he wouldn't feel so good."

As soon as he looked up, Master Pang Da had already recognized Liu Dingkui. After sighing, he saw that he had not said anything, and signaled the yamen runners to step down and said, "You Liu Dingkui, I have also seen your test papers when I was in Tongsheng's test. This county is still very glad that you can produce young talents like you. Did you ever think you are like this now?" After that, he looked at Xiao Lian, who was kneeling beside him, and said, "The woman raised her head."

Master Pang Da looked at Xiaolian who was looking at him, and after a long time of his eyes, he became even more confused, 'Although this little lotus is not about his charming appearance, he is also considered a jassic in the family, but Liu Dingkui prefers a scroll of pictures. Today I want to see what scroll is so charming.' Thinking of this, he ordered: "Come here! Take the scroll and look at the county."

Hearing the sound, the two yamen runners put down the court and walked forward. One of them pressed Liu Dingkui to the ground, and the other was about to force the scroll out of his arms. Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Dingkui simply curled up in a group and hugged him tighter. The two yamen runners who could not take the scroll could not help but punch and kick him again.

At this time, the master frowned and leaned into the ear of Magistrate Pang and whispered: "Liu Dingkui is so stubborn. If he takes out the picture, he will be even more crazy and will inevitably have life worries. It is better to scare him, and it may be very effective."

Hearing this, Magistrate Pang nodded secretly, and then slapped the auspicious tree on the table. He said, "Stop, see that you are so obsessed, today I would ask you, Liu Dingkui, is this picture comparable to the love between a wife and a child?"

Liu Dingkui was beaten and his nose was bleeding from his mouth. He raised his head and shook it hard.

Magistrate Pang asked again: "Is it comparable to the kindness of his parents?"

Liu Dingkui shook his head when he responded.

Magistrate Pang was furious, ahhhhh! He screamed strangely and held the gavel and kept slamming the table. He shouted: "Oh, you shameless and rebellious husband, I'll ask you again. You can only choose one of your wife, children, parents and this picture."

Liu Dingkui finally spoke and said vaguely: "I only want beauty."

County Magistrate Pang was furious and shouted: "Okay, then I will fulfill your wish. The chief clerk recorded that the criminal Liu Dingkui abandoned his wife and son, was disrespectful and unfilial. He was sentenced to a serious crime of disobedience and was sent to death. After the autumn, he asked for a beheading him and specially approved, and agreed to carry the picture scroll with him to death."

The hall was quiet in an instant, and the old couple shouted at the top of their voices: "Sir, see clearly! Although Kui'er is unfilial, it is not considered disobedient!"

Xiaolian was even more shocked and shouted in tears: "Master Qingtian, Xiaolian won't sue, Xiaolian won't sue. Please give me kindness to my husband!"

In the hall, Magistrate Pang felt unbearable, frowned and looked at the three of them, closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

He said to Liu Dingkui again: "What else can you ask for with this virtuous wife? If you can repent, tear off the scroll and spare you today."

Liu Dingkui, who was also very surprised by the verdict, opened his mouth wide and looked at Magistrate Pang, secretly took out the scroll and looked at it, and whispered reluctantly: "The master knows that Tong Sheng knows that he is wrong. In the future, he will definitely serve his parents and care for his wife and children, but this scroll is absolutely impossible to tear it." After that, he hugged it in his arms.

"Farting" County Magistrate Pang, who didn't swear, was furious today and swearing.

Liu Dingkui shook his head, leaned down and continued to curl up on the ground, murmured in a very small voice: "I only want a beauty."

The helpless Magistrate Pang covered his face with one hand and rubbed it hard. The gavel slapped at the table and sighed: "Oh! Press into the death penalty, close the case, and leave." He ignored everyone in the hall and left.

In the cold and wet death, the ground was not as deep as mud, the cold and dirty as well as the smell of rotten smell. Even the police officer who often walked in prison quickly threw the prisoner into it, and then hurriedly covered his nose and left.

At the innermost part of the dim horn, a small window on the wall of the two people was shining with some light. A little hay was covered with moldy bamboo beds. Liu Dingkui sat cross-legged on it, staring at the scroll with a ray of light under the small window in a daze. This day, it took a day to sit down, and the only light in the west mountain was gone. Liu Dingkui, who could not see the scroll, was manic and restless. He jumped out of the bed and screamed and roamed the whole horn, and from time to time, the other end hit the iron gate.

Only a sound of metal collision in the distance could be heard, and a little fire was transmitted. Liu Dingkui quickly stepped forward and squatted on the ground and looked at the scroll.

The jailer held a bucket in one hand and a large spoon in the other. He knocked on the iron fence to the door of the death. He threw down a dirty bowl and poured it into it. He poured it into the bucket with a spoonful, sour and smelly paste into it and said, "Look at your own bowl, you will have nothing to eat if you throw it away."

After saying that, he came to the next trumpet and scooped a spoonful of them into the bowl outside the iron gate. Suddenly, a snoring sound came. After that, a dull voice said, "Master, you are fine. I don't think I can eat a few meals. I'll give you another spoonful of them for my unlucky!"

The jailer curled his lips and covered his nose again. A spoonful of them went in. The man picked up the bowl and sucked it out again. He held the bowl in both hands and smiled. He said to the jailer: "Hey! Brother, I will give you another spoon, and another spoonful will benefit you! I will definitely not let you suffer any losses."

The jailer snorted and looked at the man's head with a spoonful: "You're just dead and you dare to talk about your brothers with me. What should you feed the pigs in the backyard? Besides, what can you, the old boy, have? You dare to say that you won't let me suffer."

The man raised his eyebrows strangely and said with a mysterious smile: "Have you heard anyone say it? People are so kind to die. I am so good at this point, but I will fool you. Old man has a wonderful recipe for my ancestors. I don't expect that my generation will be lost!"

The jailer asked curiously: "What's the recipe? What's the efficacy?"

The weirdo said mysteriously: "If I take this magic medicine, I can secretly arch out the thing in my crotch like mushrooms after a rain. Isn't this good?" After that, he bent down and picked out a few black soybean-sized items from his shoes, and handed them over to the prison guard. He said: "There are a few more, why don't you try it first? It's not too late to get the reward when you have the effect!"

The prison guard knocked on the monster's head with another spoon and said, "Damn it, I can't laugh at me, right? I won't give you a spoon tomorrow." He said, "When I walked, I turned around and left, but after walking a few steps, he was stunned and turned back, grabbed the pills in the monster's hand and said, "You guy, don't lie to me, why don't you feel good about you." He took it in his hand and sniffed it. The spicy and sour smell hit his nostrils, and he couldn't help but sneezes several times.

The jailer was furious and said to the monster again, but the monster who was already prepared was smiling and easily avoided it. He said, "Hey! If you don't let you see Zhen Zhang, you would think the old man was lying." After that, he took off his pants and stood there with his waist forked.

The jailer frowned and widened his eyes, and his mouth was round, and he smiled strangely, his face full of envy.

"Oh, it's only if you use it! Old man, I'm about to die, won't make any embarrassment. As long as you bring a roast chicken to satisfy your cravings, remember to try it first!"

The jailer snorted, and put the medicine into his waist like a treasure and got up and left.

When the strange man saw the prisoner leaving, he quickly asked loudly: "Hey! Li, my neighbor, either don't say a word all day long or hit the wall with his head madly. What did he do to come in?"

"Your neighbor is the biggest idiot in the world. He has a good life but he is stupid enough to come in. I want to know why he asks." After that, he put a spoon into the bowl and turned around and left impatiently.
Chapter completed!