The man was just a minor official. When he saw Mo Qing and the gold medal in his hand, he slapped him in the face.

The face turned red with the naked eye. The little official smiled and said, "It's the small one with eyes but no beads, but the small one with eyes but no beads. Please come here, please come here."

Mo Qingyu looked at the brand and thought to himself, oh, it's quite useful.

How could Mo Qing and how could he know that this brand is at the same level as the Tingwei, but this was given by the emperor personally. Strictly speaking, the power that can only be mobilized is at the same level as the Tingwei, but the true meaning of this brand is not that simple.

Anyone with this brand of people in the capital, except the emperor, has to give her a cheaper job.

The minor official took Mo Qing and went to the main hall. There would be someone working in Dali Temple, but no one could actually take charge of the matter. After a hurry, a few people came one after another who seemed to be directors.

The official rank is not high, so when I see her, I salute her first, but no one is truly respectful.

After all, it’s just a sick person. Some people who are well-informed know that this time the person who came out to do business was Miss Li’s fourth family. Li Yu is amazing, but the person in front of him is just a woman, and it’s really hard to get into the elegant hall.

Mo Qingyu didn't care about these things, but just looked around and said, "You are the ones who claim to have a case here?"

A man with two beards took a step forward and said proudly: "Natural."

Mo Qingyu narrowed his eyes and said, "But how could the resentment here be so heavy?"

"Resentment?" Xiaobei sneered, "Dali Temple has always been fair and strict in its judgment of cases. How can there be resentment? My little lady, don't talk nonsense. Even if you are doing things for Your Majesty, the majesty of Dali Temple will never allow you to interfere with it."

"Rareless!" Jiang Si shouted coldly.

"Random? Sun Tingwei is dead. You are not going to investigate the case with the imperial order, but you come to my Dali Temple to talk nonsense. Who is the ruthless one?!" The bearded man blew his beard and glared.

Mo Qingyu no longer looked at him, pointed a direction and asked Jiang Si to push her over.

"Where is this?" Someone guarded the front, and Mo Qingyu felt blood-colored blindfolded after just a glance.

I'm afraid there is a great injustice inside.

"Dali Temple Prison." The bearded officials followed suit.

Mo Qing and he raised the folding fan and said, "Open."

The little beard said, "Young lady is serious? The people who are locked here are all serious offenders of the imperial court, and they are all punished, but they are not something that the young lady can bear."

He held his arms, looking like he was watching the show.

Mo Qingyu glanced at him and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

The mustache was uncomfortable with her look as if she was arrogant. She took a step back and sneered: "Don't be scared to death."

The Dali Temple Prison was dark, wet and cold, and only candles with faint lights were burned on both sides of the corridor.

The wind sways and almost wipes out when it blows.

The strong smell of blood came from inside and the smell of smell that had not been cleaned for a long time.

Mo Qingyu frowned. She was really not used to this smell.

Seeing her expression, Xiaomouzi laughed again.

The smile was a bit ferocious, and it looked even more gloomy when echoed in the dark corridor.

Jiang Si murmured in a low voice: "Is this little beard sick? Why do you always target your master?"

Mo Qing replied, "This person should have done a lot of bad things with Sun Zhen. Once Sun Zhen dies, he will be the next unlucky person."

This kind of villain, Mo Qing and disdain it.

The prison in Dali Temple is indeed not aesthetically pleasing. In order to create a terrible atmosphere for people to break through the prisoners' psychological defense, there is no light even when it comes inside.

Mo Qing and his palms dragged a flame and turned their heads. The pale face, which was sick and weak, looked even more pale. When they suddenly turned around, they scared the officials so much that they took a breath and took a step back.

"Oh."

Mo Qing and Jiang Si laughed in her heart. This is how her master holds grudges and likes to play tricks, but ordinary people can't see it.

When the prisoners in the prisons on both sides saw Mo Qingyu's move, they all thought that the gods were coming.

"Oh my God, God is open to his eyes. Lord God, Lord God! Help me!"

"God envoys, we are all wronged!"

"God envoy..."

...

Mo Qing and Mo Ran were speechless. She really didn't expect that one day she would be called a messenger. If Gu Lian heard this, she would be furious.

Hey, just thinking about it makes me feel much better.

She looked at the screaming place and saw that there were about a dozen people locked in a cell, without torture instruments, but they were thin and scattered, their clothes were dressed as civilians, and the clothes of several people Mo Qing was very similar to the casual worker man I vaguely remembered to see in the diner.

The group of people were old, few, men and women, and even two or three children, with injuries on their bodies, and it was obvious that they were punished.

There were a few men with the strongest body who were lying on the haystack beside them. The injuries were all very serious, and their clothes were dyed blood.

The ones who called her just now were the older people who looked at her.

"What's going on?" Mo Qing and the person inside.

Xiaomoustache rolled her eyes and said, "It's just some traitors who are below who are guilty of the superiors. Their crimes should be punished."

"A traitor?" Mo Qing smiled angry, "Did you think of me as a fool? Have you ever seen someone from the traitor from the traitor who has no power to tie up old men and women?"

"The following is the best? Who is the best?"

The mustache pointed at them and cursed: "A group of untouchables who do not know how to respect their superiors pointed at our Sun Tingwei's nose in the street. How could this be the one who put Sun Tingwei in his eyes, the Dali Temple in his eyes, and the Daxia in his eyes?"

Mo Qingyu lifted his eyelids and said, "Oh, is this your Sun Tingwei's world?"

This hat is too big, so the beard dare not admit it, "How can you say that!"

Mo Qingyu turned around and asked the group of people, saying, "What's going on when you say?"

The group of people was probably this person, Mo Qing and his only hope, and they all started talking in a sarcasm for a moment.

"The envoy of God should not be fooled by those dog officials. These people are all jealous of money. How could they take the lives of our little people seriously?"

"Some time ago, there was wind and heavy rain in the capital, and the wharf was completely destroyed. We were just doing casual work, but we went there one after another when we heard there was work."

"As a result, Brother Dou was a little slower than his old age and weak, so he was beaten to death by those animals!"

"Brother Dou died of grievance! So we came to Dali Temple to seek justice. But who knew that these dog officials were all the same! Bah——"

"The God sent the Bodhisattva who saved us, God, so don't be fooled by those worms!"

"God sends you to your grace and save us!"

...

Mo Qing and Suan understood it, but they were just a group of poor people who had no way to ask for help. She lowered her eyes and captured a key message in her mind.

"What is the relationship between Dou Sanniang and Brother Dou you mentioned?"

A slightly older old man said, "Sanniang is the daughter of Brother Dou, and it can be regarded as the child we have grown up. Brother Dou's family has a family of seven or eight, and they are not enough to make ends meet. After their death, they don't even have a coffin. Sanniang was so angry that she found the official who beat Brother Dou to death and asked for an explanation."

"But who knew that he was sold to a prostitute in a blink of an eye."

The old man wiped his tears and cried, "The heaven is unrighteous-"

"We were just trying to seek justice, but we were slapped in such an excuse and then sent to jail. We are so stupid now!"

"Random! Nonsense!" the beard cursed, and someone immediately went in and kicked the old man on the bend of the knee, causing him to kneel down.

The old man is old, so he can withstand such torture.

But this man looked like he had read a book and his speech was organized. Even if he was so miserable, he still revealed a kind of perseverance from his bones.

Mo Qing and said lightly: "Stop."

The official didn't know if he wanted to fall down the whip that had just been raised. He glanced at the beard and saw that the other party had not spoken, so he lowered his hand.

Mo Qing and Yixin pointed at the group of people and said lightly: "I have taken all these people away."

"No, these are all repeated offenders!" Xiaowang said hurriedly, and the group of timid officials behind also agreed.

Mo Qing was yelling one after another and was dizzy.

Jiang Sili immediately took out the token and said, "This is not asking for your opinions, it is a notice, and he will release the person quickly!"

The beard was in a dilemma, but he couldn't resist the majesty of the token. He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and let those people go.

Mo Qing and the big gang came out of the gate of Dali Temple in a mighty way.

The door was closed with a "bang" from behind. It seemed that I really didn't want to see this evil star anymore.

Bah, bad luck!

After so many days, a group of people thought they were really going to die, but they saw the sunshine. They knelt down and kowtowed to thank the messengers for their kindness.

Mo Qing said, "I am not a god envoy. I am the daughter of Taiwei Li, and I am the daughter of Taiwei Li, and I don't have to worship me. Since you have no fault, you will never have to stay in that prison anymore."

The old man who spoke first said to him was the first to bow, even if it was a battle between the two, he would straighten his back.

"What did the fourth lady say? Since we have received your favor, we will naturally worship you."

This old man looked older than Mo Qing and his age, but Mo Qing and he could still stand his worship, but it looked particularly awkward.

"You guys go away, just ask the old man to leave an address. I have something to ask you in two days." Mo Qing and save them were not asking for nothing.

Judging from his words, it seems that it is really related to Dou Sanniang.

The old man reported an address, Mo Qing and the others wrote it down. It was getting late at this time, so they parted ways.

Bai Yanxi did not appear beside Mo Qing and her side just now, but in fact she disappeared near each other, but the group of mortals couldn't see it.

She also heard about it in prison, touched her chin, and said, "Is this related to the construction of the pier?"

Mo Qing nodded and said, "It's probably true. It would be easier if Dou Sanniang did this matter. It's just that she is just a commoner's daughter. Where did this Yin-gathering array come from?"
Chapter completed!