Pick up a prince, eat it and wipe it up

Lord Yan squinted his eyes to look at the sunlight outside, and after a while, he knocked on the railing.

This big prison is very empty, even a slight shout can easily echo, not to mention Master Yan has already taken off his shoes and hit the railing desperately.

"No noise!"

The yamen servant who had just left there not long ago turned around and came back. Seeing that the noisy person was Mr. Yan who had just come in, he burst out laughing angrily, his whole face was dark and dark. It's not easy to mess with it.If the group of people who have stayed in this big prison for a while saw the face of this yamen servant, they would have shrunk away early. The yamen servants here seem to be easy to talk to, but they are better than ordinary yamen. Much more powerful.

It's not that the hard-boned ones have never come out here, they are noisy, and they don't listen to what they say, but the yamen servants don't know if others deserve them, they only know that they shouldn't. If you don't want to just stay like that, then you naturally want to taste the punishment. The brothers in Dali Temple are not inferior to the Ministry of Punishment at all. They often communicate with each other, so those punishments Well, every once in a while, there will naturally be new tricks coming out, keeping him from opening his mouth at random next time.

The yamen servants passed by other cells, and those cells with prisoners were silent, wishing that I could huddle in that corner now, so that the yamen servants who passed by their doors could not see them at all.

Fortunately, those yamen servants didn't have time to pay attention to this group of people. They passed in front of them and walked back to Mr. Yan's door. The palm-sized ventilation hole in his cell saw the yamen guard standing at the door of his cell, and he couldn't knock on the shoes in his hand immediately, Mr. Yan put the shoes back on his feet with a sullen face.

The yamen servants outside looked at Lord Yan's movements with a half-smile, they didn't speak or hinder him, they just looked at each other quietly.Mr. Yan, who had consciously experienced a big scene, became uncomfortable under this seemingly calm gaze, cleared his throat, and looked at the yamen servant's half-smile face, the anger in his heart was about to rise. , Just thinking of his current situation, Mr. Yan swallowed, pretended to be calm and said with a wooden face: "I want to meet Dali Siqing."

The yamen servants really didn't hold back at this time, and sneered: "Master Yan, our buddies called you Sir, it gave you face, I hope you can give us some face, Sir. Not to mention just now Yan What the Lord ordered our brothers to do, we brothers have not come to do it urgently, even if we brothers do it, I am afraid that Lord Yan will not have the opportunity to meet our Lord if he wants to see us. If you want to come to the Lord for many years, it is impossible It's not like those who don't have common sense, sir, have you ever seen a time when the common people can see adults if they want to?

Don't say that your lord is such a master of Qingtian, our brothers don't believe it very much. If your lord stays here honestly, we brothers can also help you with a sentence, but if your lord is not honest, then don't blame us You're welcome brother. "

"I want to meet with you Dali Temple Minister. I can tell you whatever your lord wants to know."

"Say?"

The yamen servant smiled, and did not reply to Master Yan's words, and looked directly at the open space not far from Master Yan's room, "Your Excellency, please be honest, our brothers are easy to talk to in this prison." Yes, while our brother is easy to talk, let me give you a piece of advice, no matter what you want to do, you have to speak up, even if you want to confess, but you heard it, did you understand?"

How can I not understand these words, that is to say, if people don't summon me, I don't even have the chance to confess?

The yamen servants were not as interested in taking care of them as they were taking care of their own family members. After saying a warning, they glanced at the people in the cell and staggered away.

There was a laughing sound not far away, Lord Yan's face flushed so red, he was tired and huddled in the corner not knowing what he was thinking, but he also became quiet.

"Mom, I'm afraid."

Fu'er huddled in her mother's arms, huddled into a small ball and cried out in fear.

"Good, Fu'er, good."

While carefully holding the child tightly, the woman was vigilant about everything outside.They thought that the Holy Majesty would make arrangements for them, but who knew that the arrangement was far from what they had imagined. It was completely different from the good life they had imagined in their minds, but women were It can't be said that although she didn't know if it was the Holy Majesty's intention that she was imprisoned, she knew that the mother and daughter were like meat on the chopping board, rubbed and flattened by others.

They also heard the noise outside the cell, but as women they also have their own little wisdom, knowing that it is definitely not something anyone with any status can do when they are locked in, so don't make unnecessary resistance, say Maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

The woman carefully held the child, trying not to make any noise, the guards snorted when they passed the cell, it doesn't matter if you are smart or not in this cell, it just depends on who knows the current affairs better.

There were a few more people in the Dali Temple prison, and there were no rumors in the capital, and there was no fight, but the Dali Temple Minister heard the rumors from the people below, saying that he wanted to see himself, and laughed when he heard the words Next, he didn't have the intention of meeting them. This person was sent back by the Holy Majesty, and he was also sent in by the First Prince. He himself never wanted to get involved in this muddy water.

Emperor Yongkang didn't stay in the closed city for a long time. After Wuyou went out for a trip that day, he never went out again. Not to mention Wuyou, even the rest of the young masters didn't go out. It's not that they don't like to join in the fun , but they are all holding it in front of the Holy Majesty. If they can be honest, they will never be casual monsters. Regardless of their age, they are all sober.

To be honest, these aristocratic families are indeed very worry-free, know how to read their faces, and also have their own self-control. If not, I am afraid that the Holy One will not force them to take them together.

The corner of Emperor Yongkang's mouth pulled a smile, and Wuyou couldn't help asking: "What are you laughing at, uncle?"

What Emperor Yongkang held in his hands was nothing more than the news from the capital. Could it be that there were some interesting things written in it?