In the city lord's mansion, within the hall.
Zhao Yan looked approvingly at Commander Liu, and then turned her gaze to the ragged man lying in the middle of the hall. She spoke loudly:
"Who are you? If you have any grievances, tell me immediately."
This man looked shabby but surprisingly, he spoke quite clearly.
Struggling to lift his head, he sobbed as he said:
"Your, your Honour, my name is Shui Sheng. I'm a farmer from a large farm on the outskirts of the city, oh, Liu Old Farm."
"I married a woman a few years ago, but she... this plague-riddled woman was having an affair with the headman Wang Da, and I caught them red-handed. I asked the headman for five hundred Wen as compensation, but Wang Da, he, he....."
At this point, he seemed unable to go on, his face reddening with anger and his breathing becoming heavy.
Everybody including Zhao Yan showed interest.
However, they grew impatient watching Shui Sheng procrastinate.
