Chapter 260 Fan Jian, he is greedy for money
In front of the Wuxian county government office, seeing the government officials waving sticks and surrounding them aggressively, Wen Boyuan instinctively wanted to step forward and protect Zhao Yingluo from harm.
However, just when he was about to make a move, Zhao Yingluo gently pulled his sleeve and gave him a stopping look.
Wen Boyuan's heart trembled, and he immediately understood Zhao Yingluo's intention.
In Zhao Yingluo's view, it would be easy for Wen Boyuan to knock these drunken government servants to the ground.
But this would inevitably cause a big fuss and expose their identities.
At that time, not only will it become more difficult to investigate the embezzlement of relief funds from poor families, but their own safety will also be threatened.
Thinking of this, Wen Boyuan couldn't help but sigh and gave up the idea of resistance.
He turned to look at Zhao Yingluo, and saw the corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile, as if everything was under her control.
At this moment, Zhao Yingluo quietly winked at Chuntao and Luluo who were standing not far away.
Chuntao and Luluo had followed Zhao Yingluo for so many years and immediately understood.
Before the government officials noticed them, they quietly squeezed out of the crowd and disappeared into the bustling market.
Fan Jian felt proud when he saw that Wen Boyuan and Zhao Yingluo did not resist.
He originally thought that these two young people would dare to oppose him because of their ability, but he did not expect that they would be so aware of current affairs.
Haha, since you love to show off so much, let me give you a taste of my power! Fan Jian thought fiercely in his heart, but put on a kind smile on his face.
"Come here, bring these two troublemakers back to me!" Fan Jian gave the order, and the government officials immediately pounced on them like wolves and tigers.
Wen Boyuan and Zhao Yingluo were pushed roughly, but they did not resist. They just exchanged looks silently, and they already had concerns about each other.
After returning to the county government, Fan Jianli immediately ordered Wen Boyuan and Zhao Yingluo to be imprisoned.
He originally wanted to torture the two of them immediately to extract a confession, but after thinking about it, he felt that it would be more appropriate to wait until the night was quiet before doing this.
So, he ordered his men to strictly guard the two of them without making any mistakes.
As night fell, there was silence in the county government office. Wen Boyuan and Zhao Yingluo were locked in the same cell. Although the environment was simple, they did not appear too panicked.
Wen Boyuan leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to meditate, while Zhao Yingluo sat on the straw mat, lowered her head and pondered the next plan.
Outside the prison, it was dark and completely silent. Only the occasional sound of the watchman and the rustling of leaves in the wind added to the eerie feeling.
Inside the prison, it was a different scene, with cries of injustice coming and going.
Her Royal Highness Princess Zhao Yingluo, who was disguised as a man and was imprisoned, was sitting on the wet straw, frowning, listening to the cries of injustice from the prisoners around her, and her heart was filled with anger.
Through communication with the prisoners, Zhao Yingluo learned that in addition to the few people arrested today for providing financial relief, there were many people arrested for other things in this prison.
Some are hotel owners who were framed and arrested by the county magistrate Fan Jian, and some are passing businessmen, whose wealth was all pocketed by Fan Jian.
Each of these prisoners is full of grievances, but they have nowhere to redress their grievances, so they can only struggle in this prison. The more Zhao Yingluo listened, the angrier she became. When she encountered such corrupt officials and harmed the people, she must seek justice for these people!
At this moment, the cell leader led several guards into the prison.
As soon as the prisoners saw the cell leader coming in, they screamed even louder, as if they wanted to tear down the roof of the prison.
The cell leader impatiently waved the whip in his hand and shouted loudly: "Why are you shouting? If you want to get out of the cell, you can get the money!"
The prisoners suddenly became quiet, each with a look of despair on their face.
They know that in this dark prison, nothing can be done without money.
But all their money has been plundered by Fan Jian, so where is the money left to bribe the prison boss?
Seeing that the prisoners no longer cried out for injustice, the cell leader nodded with satisfaction, then turned and walked towards the cell door of Zhao Yingluo and Wen Boyuan.
Behind him, Fan Jian staggered over with his big belly.
When the prison boss saw Fan Jian, he immediately put on a flattering smile and respectfully moved a chair for him.
After Fan Jian sat down, his small eyes looked back and forth at Zhao Yingluo and Wen Boyuan, and then he said directly: "You two boys caused trouble in front of the county government today. I should have severely punished you. But. Since you are a first-time offender, I will not care. As long as you come up with two hundred taels of silver, I will let you go."
Zhao Yingluo sneered when she heard this. She knew clearly that Fan Jian was deliberately extorting money after seeing the two of them dressed luxuriously.
She was about to open her mouth to retort but Wen Boyuan gently pulled her sleeve. Wen Boyuan shook his head at her to signal her not to act rashly.
Then he stood up, raised his hands and said to Fan Jian: "I am very grateful to you, Lord Magistrate Fan, for the large amount of money. But the two of us don't have that much silver with us. I wonder if we can extend it for a few days?"
When Fan Jian heard this, his eyes widened and he said angrily: "How many days of grace do you have? Do you think I am running a charity here? I tell you that if you can't come up with money today, you can't even think of leaving here!"
"Magistrate Fan, please calm down. We didn't mean to quarrel with you. It's just that we don't have that much silver on us. Please be kind and let us go."
Fan Jian felt a little proud when he saw Wen Boyuan's respectful attitude and humble tone.
He stroked his beard and said: "Since you are so aware of current affairs, I will give you a chance. As long as you write down the IOU and send the money to my house in the future, I will let you go."
When Wen Boyuan heard this, he secretly cursed Fan Jian for being so shameless that he could even think of an IOU.
Zhao Yingluo sneered, turned to Wen Boyuan and said: "Wen Boyuan, go out and raise money. Remember, this is not only for ourselves, but also for the people who were oppressed by Fan Jian."
Then, she whispered quietly, "You have to find a way to mobilize your troops and capture Fan Jian in one fell swoop!"
Wen Boyuan nodded in agreement. He knew Zhao Yingluo's intention.
Seeing this, the cell leader impatiently urged: "You two, decide quickly, who is going to raise money? Don't waste time, I don't have that much time to spend with you."
Zhao Yingluo glared at the prison chief and said coldly: "What's the hurry? We will naturally give you an explanation." She turned to Wen Boyuan and winked, indicating that he could take action.
Wen Boyuan nodded knowingly. He walked to the cell door and said to the cell leader: "I'll go out to raise money. You guys take good care of her. If she loses a hair, you're the only one I'll ask!" After saying that, he turned around and walked out. into the cell.
The cell leader was shocked by Wen Boyuan's momentum. He was stunned for a moment, and then returned to his arrogant and domineering attitude. He said to Zhao Yingluo: "Just stay here and wait until your companions raise the money to pick you up."
After saying that, he turned around and left with a few jailers.
