Seeing Zhu Ling'er's aggrieved look, Lin Shang didn't care. As the eldest sister, Liu Chengyan smiled and took the script in her hand, looked it over for a moment, and his eyes lit up.

He poked Zhu Ling'er's smooth forehead with his hand and said, "You stupid girl, you are not happy. Although your book is not about beauty, you are a beauty that has come into people's hearts. As long as you act well, you may be able to become a legend in Shangyang City."

"If you don't want to act, can I change it with you?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ling'er immediately grabbed the script and hugged it in her arms, shook her head vigorously: "No! I won't change it. Sister, you should play Liu Rushi! You all have the surname Liu, maybe it was tailor-made for you by the poster!"

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional.

During the time I read the script, several courtesans also communicated slightly in words.

I also have a little understanding of the plot of the scripts in my hands.

Compared to the other few, it can only be considered "suitable", and the script in Liu Chengyan's hand is indeed extremely "fit".

It is inevitable that Liu Chengyan thought a little more.

Red glow flew over the snow-white cheeks.

But he looked at Lin Shang boldly and charmingly.

Obviously, this great courtesan didn't mind. After Lin Shang showed his talent and wealth, he had some different "encounter" with him.

In the early morning, Lin Shang walked away from Zunyue Tower while walking on the morning dew.

No matter how luxurious and rich the life in Zunyue Tower is.

He has to go back to his boring and boring daily exercise.

Because that is the truth he pursues and the foundation of his life.

I relax occasionally just to make all my efforts and rush forward even harder.

It will take time for Zunyue Tower to be adjusted.

Last night, because of the crowds and mixed people, Mu Ying did not convey Zhang Yulei's further arrangements to Lin Shang.

The Bujiaren Yamen submitted a copy of Zhao Tianbao's confession letter. The follow-up to the Zhao Tianbao case was temporarily put to an end in the Bujiaren Yamen.

This also became the first case officially completed by the Bujia People's Yamen after reopening the Yamen.

As for the case on Jingzhe that day, it was not solved.

Because the real mastermind behind the scenes has not been found out.

And this case was transferred to Shangyang Prefecture, but Liang Zhongda supervised it.

Perhaps it was because of concern that the Bujia people's yamen would cause something.

In recent days, there have been many more people in the Bujia people's yamen who come to sue and sue.

Most of them are trivial matters.

The worst was just two gangs of thugs who gathered to fight at the street intersection, and the one who was most injured broke two bones.

It is precisely these trivial cases that make people most laborious.

Because most cases of this type are difficult to clarify right or wrong.

Sometimes it is right, sometimes it is wrong.

It’s all wrong and easy to deal with, each hits fifty boards.

All are correct, so you need to mediate disputes and find ways to calm the conflicts.

The Bujia people's yamen have more management and more management, which means that mediating neighborhood disputes and maintaining public order is also within the scope of the yamen's yamen's yamen.

If you are found, you must not refuse.

Liang Lu and Wen Xuefeng were so busy that they were not touching the ground.

Fortunately, Liang Zhi was able to transfer some people from Shangyang Mansion to cooperate, otherwise he would have to go around for twelve hours and be busy and he would have to die.

However, Lin Shang, the handsome man of the cloth armor, can still learn to play the flute with Shangguan Di while exercising on a daily basis.

Because of the overlapping nature of many people, Lin Shang not only has outstanding talent in martial arts, but also has made rapid progress when learning musical instruments.

The sun shines on the lobby of the Bujiaren's yamen.

Wen Xuefeng buried his head in a pile of various documents, and occasionally he could breathe and drink a little wine to prolong his life.

Liang Ma collapsed on the chair half-dead, looking at the roof with his eyes dazed, as if his soul had left his body.

"I was wrong!"

"I'm really wrong!"

"I originally thought that joining the Bujia People's Yamen was my most correct decision. In the future, I could walk sideways in Shangyang City. I never thought that it was such a chore. If this continues, I would be exhausted!" Liang Qi exhaled a long breath and shouted loudly.

Wen Xuefeng raised his head and rubbed his eyebrows.

I picked up the wine bottle at hand, looked up and poured the wine, but found that the wine bottle was empty.

"Hi... It's gone again! Liang Zhi! Liang Zhi! Go... Go and bring a few bottles of good wine to Zunyuelou for me." Wen Xuefeng said, turning a deaf ear to Liang Zhi's complaints and completely ignored them.

This is not the first time Liang Ti has complained.

There is no way, Lin Shang, who is the coach of the A, becomes the boss.

When someone reports the case, they are naturally the only ones who come forward to solve the problem.

"If you want to go, you can go by yourself, let me take a break!" Liang Zhi said in a tone that had been ruined.

"Then you correct the documents for me, determine the case, and mediate disputes..." Wen Xuefeng said.

When Liang Qi heard this, his head hurt even more and he was about to speak.

Suddenly, the big drum at the yamen sounded again.

The two looked tired and showed helpless expressions at the same time.

But then, their expressions changed again.

Because the drum sounds came one after another, it quickly exceeded five sounds.

Whether it is the Bujia people's yamen, Shangyang government office, or yamen across the country, there are regulations.

There can only be five sounds at most when there is no lawsuit involving human life or when the drum of the yamen is hitting the ruthless drum in front of the yamen.

If it exceeds five sounds, it will definitely involve human life.

Every time you knock it, you will die one more life.

The drums were rapid and dense, and in a short period of time, it seemed that there had been at least a dozen rings.

Liang Qi patted his cheek with his hand: "Did you hear it? How many... How many times?"

Wen Xuefeng said solemnly: "I hear it clearly, there are thirty-two strokes in total!"

Liang Ma took a breath of cold air.

Thirty-two drums of justice mean that there are nearly thirty lives?

Such a bloody incident happened in Shangyang City?

This is going to be a big deal!

The two hurriedly summoned the yamen runners and opened the gate of the government office.

I saw a middle-aged man with blood all over his body, struggling to carry a drum hammer, and even hitting the drum surface.

"Hurry! Help in!" Liang Qi ordered the yamen runners who were seconded from Shangyang Mansion.

The middle-aged man was still bleeding all over and was dragged into the Cloth Armored Man's yamen.

Wen Xuefeng quickly dipped the pen ink, wrote down the word "condensation" on a piece of white paper, and continued the words "continued".

Then he pasted these two words on the middle-aged man who was bleeding all over his body.

The blood flowing on the middle-aged man finally stopped for a while, and his spirit seemed to have recovered a little, his turbid eyes and a little bit of clarity.

"Don't stand there! Go and ask a doctor! Such a serious injury can't be cured by ordinary doctors. My copybook can only block his injury for up to half an hour. The suppressed injury will only come even more violently, remember to hurry!" Wen Xuefeng said to Liang Ma.

Liang Qi immediately took out the copper whistle, blew the whistle, summoned his horse, flew onto the horse, and immediately ran out of the government office.
Chapter completed!