Returning to Before Husband’s Castration

"But—" Wang Daxia bit her lip, not daring to look at Wei Caiwei, "It was my fault that I had to take Ding Wu to watch the dragon boat race. I have to find him back and return it to Dr. Wei."

If something happens to Ding Wu, she will probably not forgive me.

Lu Ying said: "Usually you are quite clever, why are you confused today? Now we can't be stunned and let the other party guess our intentions, otherwise, how can we bring the person who passed the message out? I will not go back for the time being, just fly. The pigeon passed the book to the guards of the prison and asked them to pay attention. I pretended not to guess, and looked for people by the moat, and checked every bucket that sold ice bowls to confuse the audience. You only need to do your thing and win the dragon boat. Sai, do you understand?"

Wang Daxia nodded. I thought that this boss is usually fierce, but he is willing to protect me when it is critical, so I have to win.

Lu Ying released a homing pigeon in secret. Then there was a lot of fanfare to find people. Everyone who sold ice buckets, even those who served mung bean soup, opened the lid and checked to see if there were Tibetans in it. Some passers-by wanted to watch. Lu Ying said, "Jin Yiwei handles the case! Idle people, etc." Retreat quickly, or you will be frightened away by dealing with the party.

Jin Yiwei made a tumult on both sides of the moat for a time, which attracted the attention of the commanders of the twenty-four guards in the stands.

At this time, the preliminary dragon boat race in the moat has reached the third batch, and the noise on both sides of the river affected the atmosphere of the dragon boat race on the river, and it became more and more tense.

When Wang Daxia went back to prepare for the final, Lu Bing ordered his men to ask him what had happened.

Wang Daxia wrote a note and passed it to Lu Bing. Lu Bing read it and said to other commanders: "We have received information that an enemy agent has come to the dragon boat race and is catching the agent. Don't worry, there are Jinyiwei guards, they It's just a little trouble, and I can't get over the waves."

Lu Ying deliberately directed his subordinates to stir up trouble on both sides of the strait. In fact, it was a plan to encircle Wei and save Zhao. The real big net has been cast in Jinyiweizhao prison.

Jiangmi Lane, Jinyiwei Yamen.

Today the Dragon Boat Festival, the yamen is on holiday, only the people on duty are still there. The weather is too hot, and the hounds are lying under the shade of the trees, sticking out their long tongues and sighing.

The underground cell was also swept by the heat wave. Ding Rukui was so hot that he couldn't even read a book. He meditated on the mat, calm and naturally cool.

It's time for lunch.

Other death inmates eat two meals a day, morning and evening, and Ding Rukui receives preferential treatment, three meals a day, morning, lunch and evening. Today's lunch is rice dumplings and rice wine.

The cook in the dining hall put the hot zongzi in the food box, and the jailer in the cell came to pick it up.

Wu, the mask of the firearm in the warehouse, had lunch in the dining hall, carrying a bamboo cricket cage, and said to the jailer: "I bought a steel tooth cricket from a Shandongese, to taste it?"

Mask Wu's face was half blown by a firearm. He wears a mask all the year round. When eating, he finds a corner with his back facing everyone and his face to the wall to eat. After eating, he puts on the mask again. After a long time, he is called Mask Wu.

In the Ming Dynasty, fighting crickets became popular, and the people from the imperial family to the people all liked fighting crickets. The cries of the crickets resounded through the dining hall and immediately attracted the attention of the jailer. He put down the food box and moved to the cricket cage.

Riding the jailer's attention on the steel tooth cricket, the mask Wu secretly opened the food box and replaced the zongzi in the box.

Today's lunch was later than usual. The jailer came in with a food box, put the rice dumplings and rice wine on top, and then took away the leftovers from the morning meal.

Ding Rukui thanked him politely as usual, and the jailer was a little embarrassed, "I'm hungry, it's a little bit late, and something has caught my legs."

Ding Rukui said hurriedly: "It's okay, I don't feel hungry after patronizing the heat."

The jailer waved his palms and fanned the wind, "This year is really evil, and the Dragon Boat Festival is so hot. If it reaches the dog days, it will be fine."

The jailer carried the food box and walked through the three iron gates. Every time one passed, he locked one of the gates, except for Lu Bing's confidant, no one could get near here.

Ding Rukui has been in jail for ten years and still retains the habit of washing his hands before eating. Today’s meal consists of three big rice dumplings. Ding Rukui peeled off the first one, which was a red bean dumpling. A small piece of paper was glued on the red bean with the words: "Ding Wu is in my hands, you die, or he is dead."

Ding Rukui's body shook, and he quickly looked around. The guard jailer was full of watermelon and was lying down preparing to take a nap. He didn't want to move, sweating whenever he moved, as if he didn't pay attention to his changes at all.

To be cautious, Ding Rukui moved the chair to the opposite side, turned his back to the jailer, and opened the second zongzi. The note on the zongzi read "Swallow it."

Ding Rukui found a small golden seal the size of a thumb from this salted egg yolk dumpling. It was a seal-cut witch character. It was a seal he had personally made for his son Ding Wu before. The son was strung with a string and hung around his neck. , Keep it personally, never leave the body.

Something happened to the son.

Someone threatened him with his son and forced him to commit suicide by swallowing gold.

There were people guarding the cell at all times outside the three-story iron gate, and it was impossible to hang a beam to kill himself or bang against the wall. The utensils used are made of wood or bamboo, and there can be no sharp objects.

The day before yesterday, his son Ding Wu came to see him through the iron gate. The father and son held their hands tightly and had the opportunity to pass the object. Therefore, Ding Rukui committed suicide by swallowing gold. Outsiders would think that he was given a small gold seal while his son was visiting prison, and would not suspect that someone had done something in the dumplings.

What a powerful method!

It must be Yan Shifan who is known as a ghost!

Did he see through the sickly and bitter scene that day?

Ding Rukui hid the small gold seal in the pillow, slowly ate the zongzi, chewed up the note and swallowed it, and served it with rice wine. All three big zongzi were eaten, only a few yellow-green zong leaves stuck to glutinous rice were left.

His son Ding Wu is his only relative in this world.

Undoubtedly, he would sacrifice himself for his son. It was he who hurt his son. His son had a good future, but he didn't even have the qualifications to participate in the imperial examination. He was a small book official in Tieling.

Today, his son's life is at stake.

However, Ding Rukui was ruthlessly pitted by Yan Song Yan Shifan ten years ago. He was suspicious, and since then he no longer believes in anyone.

Even Wei Caiwei recognized each other under the moon, even in prison asking him to swallow flamingo flower stamens and pretend to be dying, to trick Yan Shifan, and then take care of him to recover. He did not believe that Wei Caiwei was Wei Nanshan’s adopted daughter until Ding Wu personally confirmed it. .

This small golden seal is indeed Ding Wu's, but how do I know that Ding Wu is in the hands of Yan Shifan, or that Ding Wu has suffered an accident?

If my son is dead, I will commit suicide by swallowing gold. In the future, who will avenge him?

But, if, in case, Ding Wuzhen is in Yan Shifan's hands, if I don't die, my son will be very dangerous.

How to do? Ding Rukui is deeply in conflict...

At the same time, on the moat, the final stage has been reached, Wang Daxia is still sitting in the first row of the dragon boat, with the iconic red cloth tied on his forehead, still a little red among the ten thousand men.

The young people's boldness, handsome to the dazzling, arrogant arrogance, from the opponent's point of view, is really a bit awkward, but it can boost the morale of his family.

It's just that Wang Daxia's look in the finals is no longer the frivolousness of the preliminary rounds, and he is obviously more stable. He holds the oars, like a soldier holding a weapon about to go to the battlefield.

The standard-bearer commander who had already lost his qualifications for the finals said sourly: "Oh, isn't this Wang Yanei, the four evils of the North City? Master Lu really knows how to tune/teach people. In just one month, he will tune/teach a piece of dead wood. "

It seems that Wang Daxia's reputation is "famous", and even the commander of the standard bearer knows the name of the four evils.

Lu Bing's heart was in chaos, thinking how Ding Wu is now, who is Jin Yiwei's inner ghost, etc., his face is still as stable as an old dog, and humblely said: "Oranges born in Huainan are oranges, and oranges born in Huaibei are oranges. This is just a piece of uncut jade, it's a little less polished."

As soon as the gong sounded, the six dragon boats in the final rushed past like sharp swords.

Wei Caiwei did not watch the game. In order to act together, she shuttled through the crowd like a panicked rabbit, looking for Ding Wu's figure in vain, until she fainted.

Lu Ying picked up the "comatose" Wei Caiwei, and spent a lot of money to round up all the ice buckets selling ice bowls, and carried a bucket of ice into a makeshift tent to cool Wei Caiwei who was "heatstroke".

The cold and handsome leader Lu picked up a weak, widow-dressed beauty in public and sent it into the tent. This scene caused a sensation again!

Although Jinyiwei strictly forbids passers-by to watch, it can't prevent the mouth of the river. People watched the bucket of ice transported into the tent with the corner of their eyes, wishing to poke a hole in the tent with their eyes to see what happened inside. What happened.

Rumors and rumors boiled like waves:

The story that Master Lu's illegitimate son and little widow have to tell.

Sure enough, an illegitimate child is an illegitimate child, no rules!

The little widow fainted, not necessarily due to heatstroke, and 80% had a little illegitimate child in her belly.

Just look at how Lu Tongling cares, it must be his wicked kind!

Commander Lu hugged the little widow into the tent in the presence of Master Lu. This was forcing his father to allow him to marry the little widow!

The rumors intensified in the spread of word of mouth, from heatstroke to concealed pregnancy, naturally also spread to the ears of the twenty-four conductors in the stands. Everyone could see Lu Bing’s eyes with a smirking smile: You guys Jin Yiwei wins every year, today he won, and his face was lost haha!

Lu Bing: Almost there, you guys are too good at acting!

With a sound of the gong, Jin Yiwei won by two heads over the second place, and then won the first place!

There was thunderous cheers, of course, most of them were booing.

The commanders of the 23 guards stood up to congratulate Lu Bing, "Congratulations! Congratulations! Take the first place again!"

Congratulations to Lu Bing every year, but this time everyone's smile is true, and the congratulations are also from the heart-congratulations to Master Lu for holding his grandson!

At dusk, Mask Wu handed over the key to the warehouse to go home, and Lu Ying and others in disguise quietly followed him...

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