Gu Yundong and Shao Qingyuan glanced at each other, and said to the officials who came over, "I'm tired of you, let the people go." ”

The official was stunned, "Let the people go?" That's it? ”

"Yes, then, we'll do it ourselves, I'll trouble you." Shao Qingyuan took two pieces of broken silver from his sleeve and handed them over, "This is for everyone to drink some wine, they came here today after hard work." ”

The official took the money, and the smile on his face became brighter.

Although they took this trip for the sake of the good relationship between the Shao family and the prefect, they finally arrested the person, and as a result, they didn't do anything and asked to put the person back, which was somewhat uncomfortable, and felt like they had been tricked.

However, Shao Gongzi can be a man, and if the silver is given, then he is willing to make a few more trips.

The servant put the money away, and departed in good spirits.

He soon came to the yamen, went directly into the government prison, came to Yang Wenli and the steward who were thrown in the cell, and looked at them condescendingly, "You can go." ”

Yang Wenli was beaten so painful that there was no doctor to show him, and he was still lying on the straw pile and moaning.

Before he could react when he heard the sound that they could leave, the person in charge immediately rushed to the door, "Really? Can we go? ”

"Of course it's true, but only if you compensate the Shao family for their losses." The official said, "The matter has been ascertained, you are indeed going to make trouble, pretending to be sick to ruin the joy of other people's housewarming, and bringing a very bad influence and trouble to others, so the Shao family asks you to give fifty taels of silver, give it, and you can leave." ”

The steward was stunned, "Fifty taels? But they beat our master. ”

"Then why didn't you beat the two little beggars to death before?"

"It's just two beggars, how can they ...... with our master"

Before he finished speaking, the official in front of him suddenly slapped the door frame heavily, "What are you talking about?" What happened to the little beggar? That little beggar is also a little beggar in our Xuanhe Mansion, more valuable than your master, they were beaten by you and lost half their lives, and your master's injuries should be repaid to them. ”

The steward was suddenly choked so much that he couldn't say a word, and his face was a little aggrieved.

Don't you just bully them outsiders?

But he looked at the impatient look on the officer's face, and knew that he was afraid that it would not be good to continue talking.

Fifty taels, just fifty taels, although now for them, fifty taels of silver is quite a lot.

The steward turned his head to look at Yang Wenli, "Master......"

Yang Wenli had already relented, and he had heard the conversation between them, and he knew that these people did not dare to do anything to him.

He is a talent and has a reputation.

However, he also knew that his injuries were a little serious, and that if he delayed for a quarter of an hour, he would have to be in pain for a quarter of an hour.

Isn't it fifty taels? As long as you go out of this hellish place, you will be happy to spend this little money.

As long as he leaves, there is always a way to get it back.

Therefore, Yang Wenli nodded, and took out the silver ticket from his arms with some difficulty.

After the steward took it, he hurriedly handed it over.

The servant sneered, and then opened the door to the cell, "Come out." ”

Yang Wenli came out, he was not lightly injured, he could only put most of his body weight on the steward, and he limped out slowly.