The moon falling to the ground

Chapter 179: Poisoned Wine Case (3)

Today, it wasn't just the group of merchants from Shangjing who bought wine, there were also many locals. Others were fine after drinking, but that group of merchants from Shangjing got into trouble. It was as if they had agreed in advance to scam people.

Moreover, Xue Guangen happened to appear at the crime scene, which made people wonder. There were too many suspicious points and loopholes in this case, and the people involved were not unknown people. It was definitely not possible to deliberately make a false accusation. As long as there was a person with some weight who asked the suspect to testify, the case could be solved.

Since they cannot be convicted in the end, what is the purpose of the people behind this?

Jian Yue was puzzled.

Just as she was thinking hard, two jailers with knives came over, and one of them, a fat one, opened the door of the cell.

"Stand up, search your body, and see if you have any dangerous items on you." Another tall and thin prison guard said rudely. His cloudy goldfish eyes moved back and forth on Jian Yue's body dishonestly.

Jian Yue stood up, the coldness in her eyes seemed to be real: "If you want to search me, you shouldn't be the ones. You should send a maid, right? I don't care who instructed you to humiliate me. You'd better think clearly. My father is still the Lord of Yanling Mansion. Humiliating me is the same as humiliating him. I hope you can afford the price of offending the Lord."

The two jailers paused, with a hint of hesitation in their eyes. However, they quickly made their choice.

The tall and thin jailer smiled obscenely and rubbed his hands: "Miss Yan, there is no need to scare us. We are just following orders. If Lord Yan wants to blame someone, it can't be us. Besides, didn't Lord Yan say anything when you were locked up?"

The fat jailer said maliciously: "Stop talking nonsense. Miss Yan, you'd better cooperate and don't make things difficult for us. Otherwise, if we 'accidentally' touch a place you shouldn't touch, don't blame us brothers."

The tall and thin jailer laughed in a strange voice and approached Jian Yue while laughing.

A figure flashed before her eyes, and the tall and thin jailer's sword fell into Jian Yue's hands.

A gust of wind hit his face. The tall and thin jailer was frightened and hurriedly left the cell.

The fat jailer was also shocked: "How dare you! You dare to attack the official, your crime is even more serious."

After forcing the two jailers to retreat, Jian Yue put the knife to her own neck: "I am just a suspect now, not a criminal. If you insist on killing me, I wonder if the official hat of Censor Xue can be kept?"

The two were shocked.

The tall and thin jailer said with all his might: "If you dare, you can kill one of us and see who you are trying to scare?"

"Haha! After I die, I hope that you and the people behind you can withstand the wrath of my father and my master. My master's status allows him to meet the emperor directly." As he spoke, Jian Yue pressed down hard with the knife in his hand, and blood immediately flowed from his neck.

"No, no..." The fat jailer was terrified. They were only ordered to scare Jian Yue and take advantage of her, but they didn't dare to cause any death.

Forcing a person who has not been convicted to death, and this person is not an ordinary citizen, not to mention what will happen to the people behind them, the two of them and their families and clansmen are likely to be wiped out.

The tall and thin jailer did not dare to provoke Jian Yue anymore. The fat jailer also left the cell.

The tall and thin jailer coaxed him, "Put down the knife. If you don't want us to search you, we'll call a maid. You've committed an even greater crime by robbing the officer's weapon. If you put it down, we won't report you for stealing the knife."

Jian Yue naturally didn't believe what they said, and said coldly: "Get out and throw the cell key over here."

The tall and thin jailer objected subconsciously: "That won't work..."

Jian Yue moved the knife in her hand, and blood gushed out from her neck.

The two jailers were so frightened that their voices trembled: "No, no... give it to you..."

The fat jailer was frantically looking for the key, while the tall and thin jailer was staring at the wound on Jian Yue's neck nervously.

At this moment, a burst of footsteps came closer from far away.

"Miss Yan, I'm here to see you." Following a strangled voice, Wang Wengui's figure appeared in the cell.

He was dressed in white, holding a fan that was meant to show off his elegance. Behind him was a servant who was holding a food box.

Seeing the scene clearly, Wang Wengui was shocked: "Miss Yan, what are you doing? Put down the knife quickly, don't hurt yourself." After saying that, he turned around and scolded the two jailers, "Did you bully Miss Yan? You forced Miss Yan to kill herself with a knife. What did you do to her?"

"If you can't speak, just shut up! Who the hell do you think you are, and you want to ruin my reputation?" Jian Yue's eyes were spitting fire, and she wished she could kill this scum with poison.

Do you think you can get back your grievances in a cell? Dream on!

Wang Wengui was not annoyed after being scolded. He fanned himself and said in a good-tempered manner: "I know Miss Yan is in a bad mood. No one would be in a good mood when they are in prison. Don't worry, I have asked my father to help smooth things over. I will definitely find a way to get you out as soon as possible."

He took the food box from the servant and wanted to go back to the cell: "Are you hungry? Eat first, I'll go out and find a doctor to bandage your wound."

"Get out! Otherwise, I will make you live a life worse than death." Jian Yue exuded a chill all over her body.

Wang Wengui couldn't help but shudder, rubbed his arm with his other hand, and said with a grin: "Yue'er's temper is like a hot pepper. But I like it." As he said that, he stepped into the cell door.

The two jailers had completed their mission. Although they felt a little disappointed that they didn't get the upper hand, they had already experienced Jian Yue's determination and didn't dare to provoke her again. So, they tacitly stepped aside and watched the performance of the young master of the Tongpan family.

vomit!

Jian Yue was almost disgusted by Wang Wengui and vomited.

She moved and threw a handful of powder onto Wang Wengui's face.

Wang Wengui was stunned for a moment, then he let out a broken scream: "Ah! What are you talking about?"

Boom!

The food box fell to the ground. Wang Wengui scratched desperately as if he had thorns all over his body.

"Second Young Master!" The servant who followed him was terrified and quickly dragged Wang Wengui out of the cell.

Wang Wengui's whole body was itchy and he couldn't scratch it himself, so he asked the servant to scratch it for him.

The incident happened in the blink of an eye. The two jailers looked at Wang Wengui, who was grimacing with itchiness and wished he could tear his skin off. They were secretly glad that Jian Yue only threatened them with a knife instead of throwing itching powder at them.

The two did not dare to move forward and quietly moved away, fearing that they would be affected.

"Antidote, antidote! Give me the antidote quickly." Wang Wengui was not stupid and knew to ask Jianyue for the antidote.

Jian Yue took out a packet of medicine powder, but she didn't give it to Wang Wengui, but to herself.

Although the wound on her neck was not very deep, it was still bleeding. Jian Yue was afraid that she would lose too much blood and become dizzy. If that happened, she would be in danger.

Wang Wengui is really living a life worse than death...