Jiushu laid down obediently in the cart as they dragged her off to the local village sheriff.
It seems the village is bigger than she has imagined. There is actually a sheriff's office. Obviously, it's nothing compared to the giant historical monuments she has seen in the modern times, but a small stone building, surrounded by poles bearing flags, warding off a pretty big area. A stand with wooden staff is to one side, and four rough men with rough wooden spears stood on either side of a fat man, in an official looking uniform.
It's obviously lacking a lot compared to the spick and span sets that depict ancient courts in dramas. It looked more like a bandit's lair mixed with the sheriff's office in eighties' dramas.
Jiushu is calm. After all, if push comes to shove, she could always escape into her bangle.
"What's your name?" the man with the top hat asked her.
"Fan Bing Bing." jiushu answered.
