Chapter 217

Yang Dian Feng didn't want to admit it, but his mouth wouldn't listen, "Yes, I want her to die."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Dian Feng knew he was finished.

"Bastard!" Sure enough, Xianling Li was furious, his expression extremely ugly, "You hate Jiang Li and have opposed him many times; this official can understand; but where did Lady Du provoke you? She is just a weak woman with no strength to truss a chicken, how is she innocent? What mistake did she make?"

Du Ruo nodded repeatedly on the side.

Yeah, yeah, she hadn't done anything, she was so innocent.

"Who told her to be Jiang Li's wife? Husband and wife are one body, Jiang Li deserves to die, so she naturally deserves to die too!"

The late autumn night was cool, but Yang Dian Feng's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Why? Why was it like this?

Why couldn't he control his mouth??

Yang Dian Feng was crying without tears.

Xianling Li was already furious, raised his official boot and gave him a kick, right in the center of his chest, "I think you are the one who deserves to die the most, full of crooked logic, bold and lawless!"

Yang Dian Feng desperately clenched his teeth, trying hard not to let himself make any more sounds.

But would Du Ruo let him go so easily?

Naturally impossible.

"Constable Yang, what you said is wrong." Du Ruo's eyes were red, looking aggrieved, "If you say that, the reason my husband was able to become a constable is all because the Lord has a discerning eye for talent and promoted him; do you mean you want to hold a grudge against the Lord too?"

Yang Dian Feng's face was twisted violently, wanting to escape but unable to.

"The most hateful one is Li Jieming! I worked for him for more than ten years, working hard, laboring, and in the end, he kicked me away just to curry favor with the Thirteenth Prince, and instead let Jiang Li, that pauper, become a constable; he is a muddled official through and through!"

Xianling Li was so angry he fell backward.

Yes, Yang Dian Feng had worked in the office for more than ten years, with the oldest seniority.

But he was narrow-minded and mediocre in ability, and couldn't convince the public; even without Jiang Li, the position of constable would never have fallen to him.

Yang Dian Feng not only had no self-awareness but also pushed all the blame onto others, and even hated him, the county magistrate.

Being so vengeful, he would definitely become a disaster in the future!

This person couldn't be kept...

Thinking of this, Xianling Li didn't talk nonsense anymore, called a few subordinates, pointed at Yang Dian Feng and said, "Drag him down, lock him up and guard him strictly, wait until the bandits are suppressed and take him back to the office together, then deal with him."

"Yes, My Lord!"

Yang Dian Feng was dragged away like a dead dog.

When he left, those gloomy eyes stared at Du Ruo, filled with horror, anger, and deep unwillingness.

Du Ruo wasn't afraid of him.

With Yang Dian Feng's temperament, as long as he had one breath left, he would definitely fight back crazily; what kind of things would he do then, who could predict?

So to deal with such a sinister villain, you must kill him with one stick.

She knew that Xianling Li still cared about that bit of old friendship, and plus she hadn't suffered any substantial harm, Xianling Li would definitely deal with Yang Dian Feng lightly.

It was estimated that he would just strip off his constable uniform and sit in jail for a few days, and that would be it.

That wouldn't do.

What if Yang Dian Feng took revenge on her after he came out? What if he stretched his evil hands to the old and young at home?

Only by letting Xianling Li personally feel the threat from Yang Dian Feng would he make a painful decision to eliminate future troubles...

Yang Dian Feng was locked in a tent at the very edge of the camp.

The ones responsible for guarding were Chen Er and two other constables.

Chen Er was a loyal supporter of Jiang Li, had always been at odds with Yang Dian Feng, so how could he give him any good fruit to eat?

"Constable Yang, just stay here obediently, if you dare to escape, don't blame us brothers for not remembering old feelings!"

As he spoke, he kicked Yang Dian Feng's stomach hard twice.

Telling you to be arrogant and domineering, telling you to oppose the head all day long, you have today too, I'll kick you to death!

These two kicks didn't hold back at all; Yang Dian Feng curled up in pain, feeling like his intestines were about to break.

But he could only let out a muffled groan of endurance, not daring to say anything.

He was afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would spill all the evil things he had done before.

Once those things saw the light, there would be no room for maneuver.

He would definitely die!

After venting his anger, Chen Er spat at Yang Dian Feng, and then walked out of the tent with the other two people.

However, they didn't go far, but sat at the door and guarded.

In the tent, Yang Dian Feng lay on the ground with his eyes closed, not moving at all.

Recalling everything that happened today, he was terrified.

As an old constable who had handled so many cases, Yang Dian Feng considered himself to have seen the world.

Du Ruo was not as simple as he imagined.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that just as he was about to make a move, his strength suddenly disappeared.

And that pill that made him keep spitting out the truth, it was simply unheard of.

Yang Dian Feng remembered the case of Lü Xiue, and suddenly understood everything.

Why did Lü Xiue clearly have the upper hand, but inexplicably confessed to the crime? Needless to say, it must have been Du Ruo who played tricks in it.

That woman, too terrifying...

No, he couldn't be like Lü Xiue, sitting and waiting for death!

Yang Dian Feng opened his eyes abruptly, trying to open his mouth, "I... I am... wronged..."

Great, the effect of the medicine finally passed.

He was overjoyed, hurriedly rolled to the tent door, and shouted loudly: "I want to see the Lord! I am wronged, I didn't want to kill Du Ruo, it was Du Ruo who framed me, it was she who poisoned me!"

"I want to retract my confession!"

The three people at the door looked at each other.

Chen Er crossed his arms, looking down at the man tied like a rice dumpling on the ground, sneering.

"I advise you to save your strength, you just admitted it yourself, saying you wanted to kill Lady Du, and now you are going back on your word, do you think the Lord will still believe you?"

"Exactly." Another constable also said, "The Lord is discerning, not someone you can fool casually, give up this idea!"

Seeing they wouldn't agree, Yang Dian Feng gritted his teeth and went all out.

"Someone help, someone wants to kill me! Save me!"

Damn, he actually used this trick?

Chen Er and the two brothers exchanged glances, and the one with the most strength understood, walked up quickly, and chopped on Yang Dian Feng's neck with one palm.

"Save..." Yang Dian Feng's voice stopped abruptly, and he passed out.

The world was finally quiet.

To prevent Yang Dian Feng from waking up and continuing to make a scene, Chen Er simply contributed his stinky socks and stuffed Yang Dian Feng's mouth.

Then he clapped the dust off his hands, "Done, we can rest."

"Lady Du, it's late, why don't I find you a place to rest first, if Jiang Li returns, I'll have someone notify you immediately." Xianling Li said.

Du Ruo instinctively wanted to shake her head; Jiang Li hadn't returned yet, how could she sleep.

But she also knew that with her status, staying here wasn't appropriate.

So she nodded, "Thank you, My Lord."

Xianling Li was about to call someone when a man in his thirties walked into the tent hurriedly, wearing a gray cloth gown, and still stained with blood.

"General Shen, two lords, you three should go and see!" He wiped the sweat off his face, full of panic, "Another, another one died..."

Another one died?

Xianling Li and Xianling Lin looked at each other, their expressions both solemn.

"Doctor Ke, how could this be? Didn't we already know it was snake venom?" Xianling Lin asked hurriedly.

Doctor Ke sighed, "I know, we have also used all the methods to detoxify, but the poison is too strong, there is no way to clear it completely, dragging it to now is already the limit."

So that's it, Xianling Lin walked out, "This official will go and see."

Xianling Li was also ready to go, but after walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something and looked back at Shen Jing Bin on the discussion couch.

"General Shen, let's go together?"

Shen Jing Bin waved his hand and smiled awkwardly, "Forget it, I won't go, I... am afraid of blood, you guys go and see."

According to him, why treat them, wasting time and energy.

Anyway, even if they were cured, it wouldn't be of much use, they were basically already useless; since they couldn't go to the battlefield, it would be better to let them die.

Isn't it just paying more pension money, the imperial court has plenty of money.

Seeing Shen Jing Bin's attitude was so perfunctory, Xianling Li's face immediately pulled down, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.

Du Ruo thought for a moment and followed.

She didn't want to stay alone with that madman; although she was very safe in this appearance, it was not good for a man and a woman to be alone.

After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, a super large tent appeared in front, with bright candles inside.

From a distance, the painful wailing could be heard from inside.

In such a dark and cold night, it was especially chilling.

Du Ruo followed the two county magistrates into the tent and secretly poked her head out to look.

Her heart was shocked.

On the ground lay all the patients, some covered in blood, some missing arms and legs, some swollen into balls, and some with black faces as if they were poisoned.

Roughly estimated to be twenty or thirty men.

People who looked like doctors were busy, changing medicine or soothing them.

The smell of medicine, sweat, blood, and foot odor filled this semi-enclosed space.

Du Ruo almost suffocated.

She lived in a peaceful era in her previous life, and except on TV, she had never personally experienced such a human purgatory.

It was too miserable!

Just as she was feeling sympathetic, two soldiers carried a man out.

There was an obvious wound on the man's arm, and around the wound were purple spots and blisters, with slurry-like blood seeping from the wound.

The most terrifying thing was his face, bleeding from seven orifices, like a ghost.

"That's him." Doctor Ke pointed to the man's corpse, "We have tried our best, unfortunately..."

Still couldn't be saved.

Xianling Li knew this man.

His name was Xiong Chaoyan, a servant of Prefect Su's family; because he was the second, everyone called him Xiong Er.

Originally, Xiong Er's martial arts were quite good, otherwise he wouldn't have been sent by his master to protect Shen Jing Bin, that waste, closely.

And the reason he was poisoned by snake venom was that ten days ago, when attacking Yugui Shan, he blocked a poisonous needle for Shen Jing Bin.

Who could have expected that he would lose his life because of this.

"Sigh, bury him well, and send him back to Fengyang Prefecture later." Xianling Li sighed.

The corpse passed by Du Ruo's side.

Out of professional sensitivity, Du Ruo subconsciously looked a few more times.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but for a moment, she seemed to see the man's eyelashes tremble.

Du Ruo's heart moved.

Was it the wind pitying him, or was he not dead yet?

"Ah!" Du Ruo pretended to be startled, her foot slipped, and her hand happened to touch the corpse.