Chapter 71 The spicy food is choking
Back at the weaving hospital, Fu Ze and Liu Sheng sent Cui Cui and Liao Chengpeng, who were still unconscious, to the hospital and hurried to report.
Originally Liu Sheng wanted to persuade him to wait a moment, because he was also injured in the illusion just now, and he took action forcefully, so it was best to take a rest.
But Fu Ze was indeed very responsible and insisted on reporting the matter before the deputy on duty at the Patrol Department went on duty so that Miss Wen could be released from prison as soon as possible.
“You don’t know, the dungeon dedicated to keeping strange things is definitely not a place for people to stay. The strange atmosphere is very strong late at night, and it is easy to be eroded, not to mention that Miss Wen has no cultivation at this time. Just an ordinary person.”
With that said, Fu Ze left in a hurry.
Liu Sheng was just a doorman and couldn't help him. He could only watch the medical cultivator feed Cuicui and Liao Chengpeng the medicine and sleep peacefully, feeling a little more at ease.
In this way, she could finally go to the cafeteria to see what was available to eat, and soothe the five internal organs temple that she had protested for a long time.
I ate a candied haws at the end of the day. Fortunately, I ate some tea fruits at Wenfu, but this intake was not enough for her tossing throughout the day!
It is already midnight, the canteen is still brightly lit, and there are many people sitting there. Many colleagues are just having dinner now.
Liu Sheng also went back to study after getting off duty not long ago. As a result, she missed her meal and came to the cafeteria very late, only to find out that the cafeteria of Qinghe Weaving Institute actually had late-night snacks.
When she first discovered this, she excitedly shared it with Su Yanjun, but Su Yanjun said angrily: "Only you will regard this as a good thing. Having late-night snacks shows that many people here have this problem. Demand! Why is there demand? Because there is a lot of overtime!”
It is true that Qinghe Weaving Institute is in charge of all the weird things in the north.
Afterwards, Su Yanjun emphasized to Liu Sheng that it was a blessing for them to work as door attendants at Wanshitang.
The only problem is that we are a little poor.
Liu Sheng found a seat and sat down with a bowl of hot beef noodles.
The chefs in the cafeteria of Qinghe Zhiyuan are very skilled. The hand-pulled noodles have a strong texture. The braised beef is cut into slices and spread on the noodles. A handful of green onions and coriander are sprinkled on top. As soon as you pour the delicious and hot soup, the aroma is stimulated, and even the little tentacles are ready to move after smelling it.
Liu Sheng quietly stuffed the small tentacle into his finger as if nothing had happened, poured a spoonful of chili oil from the table on it, and started eating.
Wouldn’t it be nice to have one bite of noodles and one bite of braised beef?
She was enjoying a wonderful supper when she suddenly saw Fu Ze's figure appearing in the cafeteria.
But seeing his tired face and frowning, Liu Sheng had some ominous premonitions in his heart.
She waved to Fu Ze, who noticed and nodded to her.
Then he also bought a bowl of noodles, walked slowly and sat down across from her, and uneasily dug out five tablespoons of spicy pepper.
This... Fu Ze seems to be from the south, right?
"What's wrong?" Liu Sheng asked concerned.
Fu Ze said: "Good news, Miss Wen can be released from prison."
"And according to Article 5 of the new laws of the Tang Dynasty, she can also be exempted from the crime of murder."
Liu Sheng We know what the fifth article of the new laws of the Tang Dynasty is. This was a newly enacted regulation after the first year of Shenxian.
Probably, any person who causes people to commit illegal acts such as stealing, robbing, killing, etc. due to strange influence, induction or control, if it can be conclusively proven that their behavior was completely controlled by strange power and the perpetrator had no prior knowledge of the matter. Any malice and premeditation can be investigated and verified by the local weaving institute and reported to the court to be exempted from punishment.
"So tonight the Yamen will send someone to pick up Miss Wen. After the procedures for approval by the court are completed, Miss Wen will be able to come out." Fu Ze was relieved.
Although it sounds like he will be acquitted, Liu Sheng also knows that this still needs to be approved by the Ministry of Punishment, which will take ten and a half days.
But it would be nice to be able to come out.
Liu Sheng nodded and said: "It is indeed good news."
"But?" Liu Sheng knew that there must be bad news that would make Fu Ze frown.
Fu Ze sighed again: "However, the deputy secretary told me that the Wen family's affairs should be abandoned."
"What do you mean?" Liu Sheng's already round, almond-shaped eyes widened. "The meaning is that the instigator, Mr. Wen, is dead, so we will not pursue it. We are told not to go out and talk about it, just let him pass."
" Deputy Secretary said Yes, this is what Fang Yuanzheng meant," Fu Ze added.
After hearing this, Liu Sheng also frowned like Fu Ze.
“Why?”
Fu Ze shook his head and said: "Based on the status of the Wen family in Qinghe and the status of the Wen family in the court, I heard that Miss Wen's father Wen Siyuan is highly appreciated by the Holy Emperor and is ready to join the cabinet."
"Furthermore, the deputy secretary said that the Wen family immediately sent someone to donate a thousand spiritual yuan to the Weaving Institute to supplement the equipment for the Yugui."
This move is much more generous than that of the old man.
"Who arranged it?" Liu Sheng was a little curious.
The old head of the Wen family had just died, and the Wen family was supposed to be leaderless, but as a result, there was a countermeasure immediately. Someone new must have taken control of the situation.
And it must not be Wen Siyuan who is far away in Chang'an.
"I heard...it's that young man Wen Xuanning." Fu Ze said with a rare gossipy face.
Liu Sheng nodded and said, "It makes sense."
Now that Miss Wen is not here, according to blood, it can only be him.
And he is probably already a super genius with over 100 spiritual abilities, unmatched by anyone in the world.
Fu Ze smiled bitterly and said: "However, this money will also give us some as injury allowance."
"Even you will get it." Fu Ze added with unclear meaning.
As the client, Liu Sheng can only contribute money according to common sense, so there is no reason to receive subsidies.
It seems that in order to cover their mouths, the superiors did not even explain the truth.
But Liu Sheng also knows that this result is already the best result. Just relying on a few of them, who have no power and are either at the bottom or not at all, want to really shake the culture. It can be said that a family like this is facing many difficulties.
What's more, what they said is right. Now it seems that what harmed the eldest lady of the Wen family was just the personal behavior of Mrs. Wen. Except for the death of Miss Lu, there was no one else.
And it seems that Miss Lu’s death will still be blamed on Miss Wen.
Even the instigators have been brought to justice. They have no other choice but to spread the word everywhere and try to discredit the old man.
According to the relationship between Qinghe Weaving Institute and the Wen family, if they really do this, they may lose their jobs first.
After Liu Sheng figured it out, there was only one problem.
"How much is it? How to get it?"
"Thirty spiritual yuan, I can withdraw it from the case office tomorrow, and I need to sign a confidentiality letter."
"In addition, the cost of your commission is about It's fifteen spirit yuan, remember to go to Wanshitang tomorrow to count it," Fu Ze said expressionlessly.
Liu Sheng’s fists were clenched.
The little notebook notes that Wen Weilan owes sixteen spiritual yuan.
"Stop talking, I'm starving to death!" Fu Ze lowered his head and took a big mouthful of noodles.
Then, the coughing sound of choking on spicy food echoed in the cafeteria, and the sadness lasted for a long time.
(End of this chapter)