In the second year of the Ming Dynasty, the regency era of the Great Song Dynasty Zhang Xian Liu came to an end in bursts of doubts and quarrels, and Zhao Zhen, who was in his twenties, stepped onto the political stage and officially opened the era of Renzong of the Great Song Dynasty.

In the county jail cell in Changchang County, Luzhou, there seems to be a person who has just started his new life.

"Where is this?" Bao Qing opened his eyes and looked around diligently.

The surrounding light was dim, and he was lying on some hay. Bao Qing struggled to sit up, in pain, as if he had been beaten up. Bao Qing was a little surprised, and hurriedly wanted to open his shirt.

"Ahh Where's my clothes! Bao Qing found that the T-shirt on his body was missing, and instead of a dirty gray robe, he quickly untied it and saw that there were purple bruises all over his body.

What's going on? How did I get beaten!

Bao Qing is a writer of mystery and suspense web novels. That night, he was weaving his own mystery and suspense story at war, but he was so involved that he scared himself and passed out.

Could it be that he has been reborn through time? I think that when Bao Qing first entered the Internet writer's profession, he despised those traversal essays the most. Why! Because that's pure nonsense, it's impossible. But now Bao Qing is a little speechless!

But why are you locked up here? Surrounded by a tall wooden fence, this is clearly a prison cell.

"Anyone! Come on! Bao Qing shouted.

After a while, the clanging sound of a bunch of keys colliding was heard.

"Bao Xiucai, you poor sour ghost, looking for death! Stay good, and then shout and knock your mouth out! A man dressed as a cell boss came running and scolded impatiently.

Bao Qing was stunned when he saw this, the cell boss was dressed like this! What age is it now?

Bao Qing hurriedly got up, patted the dust on his body, and shook it.

"This big brother! Dare to ask what era it is! What did I get arrested again? Bao Qing thought, since he is here, let's quickly figure out what's going on. I've watched costume TV series anyway, and I still understand some etiquette.

"In the second year of Mingdao, Bao Xiucai, are you crazy, you molested the daughter of the Zhizhou Lord on the street, and was twisted to the county office, you forgot it so quickly?" The cell boss looked at Bao Qing, who was behaving abnormally, in some surprise and shouted loudly.

What? I molested women in the streets! How is it possible, I'm a homebody, and at most, I secretly look at the obscene pictures hidden in the computer. Even if you are bold, you don't dare to show it.

Seeing that Bao Qing was stunned, the cell head shook his head and was about to leave, but Bao Qing hurriedly shouted: "Big brother, don't go, ask what dynasty it is now." Bao Qing was very depressed in his heart, he knew that he would cross, and he didn't make up for history. I knew now, why did I despise the god of people's history through fiction in the first place. If you regret not being at the beginning, you still have to be humble!

"Bao Xiucai, are you really crazy? Da Song, don't you remember? The cell boss left without looking back.

Great Song? Song dynasty! Bao Qing suddenly woke up.

"Wronged! I want to see Lord Bao Qingtian! "Bao Qing, who is illiterate in history, also knows that there was a Bao Qingtian in the Song Dynasty who judged cases like a god.

Bao Qing was detained for two days, and finally someone came. Haha, fortunately, after forty-eight hours of detention, he still knew that he was going to be released, so Bao Qing quickly stood up. At this time, an old man in a blue robe walked over.

"Bao Qing, you are molesting the daughter of Lord Zhizhou, now pull you away, cough cough ......" The old man coughed violently.

Bao Qing was dizzy when he heard this, Mom, isn't this letting me out, is this going to pull me out and cut off my head. It's too dark, I'm going to be beheaded just after crossing, is there any heavenly reason!

Thump! Bao Qing knelt down in fright.

"Wronged! Don't kill me. I want to see Master Bao Qingtianbao, he will definitely be able to help me avenge my grievances! Bao Qing pulled the old man and cried with a handful of snot and tears.

"Zhuang Lao! Seeing that your old problem has been committed again, go and rest, I will take him to court! The cell boss who followed the old man saw that he was coughing violently, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"What are you crying about, wasn't it very bold when you were romantic? Now it's cowardly! Take him to court. Bao is still waiting. The old man in the long shirt scolded.

Bao Qing stopped crying, fortunately, there is no need to die!

"Wei ...... Wu ......" A group of officials wearing red and black hats lined up on both sides, rhythmically beating the ground with water and fire sticks in their hands, and roaring in their mouths.

Bao Qing was tied by the officials and dragged to the hall. Bao Qing looked up, and the plaque above his head said that the mirror was hanging high, and a white-bearded old man in a scarlet robe was sitting in the hall. At the bottom sat the old man Zhuang who had seen in the cell. I saw that the white-bearded old man knocked the startled wood and shouted quite majestically: "Who is kneeling in the hall?" ”

Bao Qing was stunned for a moment, looked at the old man stupidly, and was still thinking about how to explain it to the other party, insisting that he was molesting women, and this hat could not be buckled off like this.

"Bold, Bao Xiucai! Lord Bao is asking you. Old man Zhuang shouted.

"Lord Bao? Are you Lord Bao Qingtian? Bao Qing hurriedly asked as if grasping a life-saving straw.

"There are many praises in the countryside, and he is often called the master of the blue sky. Bao Xiucai, you and I both belong to the surname Bao, this official asks you, are you guilty! The old man of Nazhi County asked Bao Qing.

It's really a big bag of Qingtian Bao! Hey, what about the crescent moon? What about the crescent moon on the skull? Bao Qing couldn't help but look up and down at Master Bao in the hall.

Syllable! The startle sounded again.

"This official asks you, Bao Xiucai, are you guilty!"

"Wronged! I don't know what a sin! "Where is Bao Qing willing to confess.

"Bold, you dare to quibble! Hugh had to pretend to be stupid in front of Lord Bao. The old man interjected again.

Bao Qing looked innocent, mom, I really didn't tease women. Could it be that when I didn't come before, the owner of this body was teased? It's really unlucky, you can wait for me to come and then flirt, I've never molested a woman. I haven't tasted the taste of this flirting yet, so let me carry the black pot.

"My lord! What are you going to condemn me? Bao Qing came to his senses a little, I hope this Bao adult must be Qingtian.

"What sin? You still don't know? Molestation on the street! As for what sin? Master, what should I be convicted of here? Bao Qing looked at the white-bearded old man in the hall as if he was a little confused, and he dared to pretend that the majesty just now.

"This! It can be convicted of the crime of cunning. "It turns out that the old man surnamed Zhuang is a master.

"Wronged, Lord Bao, where is the plaintiff?" Bao Qing asked. Besides, even if he has molested a woman, he has to see what kind of woman he is, and he can't help but flirt on the street.

"What plaintiff? What about the plaintiffs? Touts! The bag asked.

"My lord, the plaintiff is the daughter of Zhizhou, how can she come! Why, adults forgot again? Master Zhuang said.

"Lord Bao, what about the plaintiff! You can't convict without an accuser. Bao Qing slowly understood that where was Bao Qingtian sitting above, he was clearly a fool.

"Plaintiff! The plaintiff is the daughter of Lord Zhizhou, did you see each other when you saw him? Master Zhuang interjected again.

What a world! If there is no lawsuit, the plaintiff can not be present, so can my defendant also leave, you can have a trial in absentia. Just as Bao Qing was muttering in his heart, a silver bell-like voice came from outside the door.

"If you want to see you, we're here!" Bao Qing turned around and saw two graceful girls walking in from outside the door.

"I'm here to accompany my sister to see how this pervert Bao Xiu was convicted. The surname is Bao, you are notorious and romantic, and you are arrested by us today, see how you still deny it! "The older girl was still quiet, and the younger girl was already shouting loudly.

Bao Qing looked at it, it was clearly a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, with a bright face, wearing a pink brocade tight-fitting robe, and her waist swinged, looking particularly delicate and lovely. This speech revealed the two snow-white front teeth in front of him, and he looked completely innocent and naughty. But no matter how sharp your teeth are, you can't talk nonsense.

"Look? Look at gouging out your eyes again. Above the lobby, you dare to squint like this. Dad, sentence him to prison quickly. He even dared to be so presumptuous even to your daughter, and you think of how lowly he was on the street. The girl crackled so fast.

"Wait, little girl, you can't talk nonsense! My lord, you have to handle it impartially, so that you can be worthy of the good name of Bao Qingtian praised by the villagers. I want to see the plaintiff, I want to see human and physical evidence. Bao Qing shook off his dirty long sleeves and shouted towards the hall.

"You! The plaintiff is my sister, Dong Yanran. My sister is the daughter of the Governor of the state. The little girl said.

"My lord, you don't care, who is she! Dare to intimidate me in the hall. You all heard it, and she said to me very loudly that the plaintiff was the daughter of the Zhizhou Lord. Could it be that the daughter of Lord Zhizhou can frame a good person? "Bao Qing was a well-known mystery novel writer in his previous life, and what he was best at was logical reasoning.

"Xiaowen, don't shout, there is a father, he can't run away from this crime! By the way, master, where did I just ask? Bao Zhixian asked.

"My lord, I would like to ask the plaintiff a few words!" Bao Qing hurriedly interjected.

"Dong Yanran, right. I want to ask you, why did you frame me? How the hell am I teasing you! Bao Qing hurriedly asked without waiting for Bao Zhixian to agree.

This girl's family, how can she tell what Bao Qing is teasing, and whether she wants to see anyone. Therefore, this Dong Yanran couldn't say it, but spit out a word anxiously: "You!" ”

"My lord, you don't even know how I teased her. In other words, the facts are not clear! And the so-called human witness is you, Xiaowen, right! ”

"Yes and what? What I saw with my own eyes was that I was looking for you to get you to my father. That Xiaowen, this girl, straightened her chest and said.

"My lord, such a person is not advisable, she is your daughter, and she has a close relationship with the plaintiff, and she is like a sister. It should be avoided! ”

"Master, is there such a statement?" Bao Zhixian asked Master Zhuang.

"Master, yes, you forgot again? Didn't the case just be sentenced last month, and the Criminal Department specially followed for this, and the witnesses who have a strong relationship with the case cannot testify in court, including your family members in the county. Master Zhuang said.

"Oh! Then present the physical evidence. ”

"The physical evidence is here, Sister Yanran, quickly take out the handkerchief that the disciple stuffed into you, this is the evidence, and his silver poems are written on it." Xiaowen shouted.

Dong Yanran took out a handkerchief from her arms and handed it to Xiaowen.

"Bao Qing, see for yourself! What else is there to say. Bao Zhixian shouted.

Bao Qing took the handkerchief and looked at it, and sure enough, there were two lines of poetry written on it. In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch. It's just that this traditional Chinese character, Bao Qing looks more difficult.

Bao Qing took a handkerchief and put it to his nose and sniffed it, heh, this just came out of Dong Yanran's arms, and it still smells like a body fragrance, which smells much better than perfume.

"Dad, look at him like this." Xiaowen looked at Bao Qing smelling on the handkerchief, and couldn't help but be furious.