I was a princess in ancient times

It coincides with the rare rainy day in late autumn.

The air vent on the top of the wall in the prison of Dali Temple is almost the size of an adult man's fist, and there is almost no light through it.

The Patriarch Zheng's eyes had long adapted to the darkness, and he sat in a corner with his legs spread apart, unconsciously grabbing the hay that had been smoothed like fried hair in his hand.

In front of him is the character '正' placed out of hay.

Only the last stroke is needed, and twelve can be pieced together.

When he felt the moisture with the smell of mud again, the Patriarch of the Zheng family violently pulled apart the hay that had been tortured.

This time he didn't hesitate any longer, picked up another good piece of hay, tore it off to a suitable length, and immediately placed it in the gap between the characters.

However, after only taking two breaths, he reached out again, picked up the hay that had just been put down, and continued to torture unconsciously.

Maybe it was because of being locked up for too long, the Patriarch Zheng's judgment on time became more and more sluggish.

He had forgotten what it was the last time he saw sunshine, and he couldn't tell how long the rainy day lasted.

The time could have been judged by lighting the lamps at night, because Dali Temple would interrogate them every day in the middle of the night.As a result, lighting up lights at night has become something that most people fear from the bottom of their hearts.

After all, it is a mortal body, how could it be indifferent to the unbearable punishment of ordinary people?

However, I don't know when it started, and the lighting at night became irregular.

Patriarch Zheng didn't want to recall what happened when the lamp was lit at night, and continued to meditate on how long the darkness had lasted.

Half an hour?

two hours?

Or has a full day or more passed?

he does not know!

I don't know how he felt tonight or what night, and the Patriarch of the Zheng family suddenly felt uncontrollable panic and irritability. He suddenly roared, and ruthlessly scattered the word '正' that had accumulated since the first day of his imprisonment.

In the cell where Patriarch Zheng was staying, there were twelve other people besides him.Only five people glanced in his direction, then withdrew their gazes and stared at nothingness in a daze.The remaining seven people ignored the Patriarch Zheng who suddenly went mad from the beginning to the end.

Because Patriarch Zheng was not the first to go crazy, nor would he be the last.

People who are on the verge of going crazy don't want to be influenced by Patriarch Zheng, and people who are already crazy don't bother to pay attention to Patriarch Zheng.

The British Duke closed his eyes, and in his ears there were cries that became louder and louder from far to near, as well as the muffled sound of the head of the Zheng family beating hay crazily.

Today is No. 60 or 61 or 62 when they were imprisoned in Dali Temple Prison. Because the exact date cannot be determined, the British Duke's brows also showed irritability.

"Is there something wrong with Yu Heng?" The voice, which could not be distinguished whether it was weak or deliberately lowered, sounded in the ear of the Duke of England.

The British Duke raised his eyelids and looked at the old Grand Master Cui who couldn't even open his eyes. He struggled to hold back the anxiety that almost broke his chest, and shook his head firmly, "There will be no problem."

Before Grand Master Cui could speak again, the British Duke had already closed his eyes again.

If it wasn't for the fear of stimulating Grand Master Cui's emotions, he would still cover his ears.

Don't say it.

He doesn't want to listen.

Patriarch Zheng's mood came and went quickly.

It's a pity that he calmed down, but it doesn't mean that people who are driven by his emotions and who are in panic can also calm down.

In the center of the Dali Temple Prison are the heads of various families and courtiers above the fourth rank, and the female relatives and direct descendants are on the left and right.The farther away people are from them, the lower their status in the aristocratic family, the easier it is for them to break down emotionally.

Not long after, Habayashi Wei with a red lantern came in waving a whip, and slammed it at those who still refused to be quiet.

Patriarch Kang and Patriarch Chen silently moved their positions, staring quietly at Habayashi Wei who was wielding a whip.

It's just a shock, I didn't want to beat the disobedient people to pieces.

It seems that the person in charge of interrogating them has not changed, and Emperor Changping's attitude towards them has not changed.

The sluggishness in the eyes of the two gradually turned into a strong hostility.

Two full months have passed, why are they still locked up?

Could it be that Emperor Changping's pure filial piety was just a pretense?

He actually dragged his time and allowed Emperor Yanguang's reputation among the people to become worse and worse.

As more and more lanterns were placed in the prison, the sound became more and more chaotic.

"Lighting! They're lighting again!"

Some people panic.

"I don't want to be interrogated, why should I alarm them, who made the noise first? Interrogate him first!"

Someone is angry.

"Yes, it was the Patriarch's prison that heard the first movement."

Some people feel guilty.

"It's obviously the late emperor's fault, why should we have trouble with us? Why!"

Some people are paranoid.

……

The various forms of sentient beings are all manifested.

Feeling the fear mixed with anger again, the British Duke had no choice but to open his eyes.

If you don't say something, maybe you won't have a chance to speak again.

However, the British Duke didn't know what to say when he saw the familiar faces with tattered skirts, disheveled hair and even reptiles.

Without a bronze mirror, he knew that his appearance was not much different from these people.

This made him subconsciously cover his chest.

want to vomit.

No, spitting it out will only make it more disgusting.

The British Duke lowered his eyes in a little urgency, choosing not to look at unacceptable things, just as he deliberately avoided thinking about Yu Heng, who had not heard from him for more than half a month.

"We have no way out."

In the end, only six low and inaudible words dissipated in the wind of non-existence.

Those who were staring at the Duke of England with hatred and bitterness looked away one after another.

If the British government perfunctory them with the reasons they have thought about countless times, they will have an excuse to vent the emotions accumulated in their hearts for a long time on the British public.

Unfortunately, the British public did not.

He just told them the harsh reality.

This gamble is either a win or a loss, and they have no way out.

No matter how frightened you are, you must bite the bullet and move forward, otherwise you will only fall into the abyss.

The interrogation was beyond everyone's expectations and did not last long.

The hapless heads of the Yu family and the Kang family had just walked out of the prison and appeared at the door again.

They strode towards the place where they had been imprisoned for a long time, and their increasingly uncontrollable emotions made their expressions look quite grim, "The Jinwu Guard is here, and we want to read His Majesty's will!"

Like boiling water falling into boiling oil, the prison that had been quiet for a short time immediately fell into the noise of bottoming out, and then returned to silence between breaths.

The person who proclaimed the decree was Mo Yao.

Although his face was ugly to the naked eye, even a little haggard, but after seeing him, the hearts of the people in the aristocratic family instantly dropped from their throats.

Don't!

The well-deserved confidant of the first emperor.

If Emperor Changping would rather the first emperor bear the reputation of killing his father and seizing the throne, and collaborating with the enemy and traitorous country, he would also deal with them.It is inevitable to deal with other comrades, and the first unlucky person must be Mo Yao.

Mo Yao didn't know why Emperor Changping asked him to come to the prison of Dali Temple to preach the imperial decree, and he didn't care about such a trivial matter.

Before launching the imperial decree, he was thinking whether he should use tranquilizing medicine or awakening medicine tonight.

Ever since Emperor Changping couldn't bear the pressure of the courtiers from the people and decided to follow the public opinion, Mo Yao has been thinking about this issue almost all the time.

Use sedatives, and sleep more deeply at night, so that the late emperor would not be able to fall asleep.

Use refreshment medicine... Mo Yao refused to think deeply about why he had such an idea.

As someone who never had to make a choice, Mo Yao hadn't been able to make a choice so far, and he didn't take any medicine before going to bed.

This question still bothered him.

Fortunately, few people dared to stay on Mo Yao's face for more than three breaths, even if many people were silently waiting to see his jokes, they didn't dare to be the first bird.

For the time being, no one could discover Mo Yao's entanglement.

Although the aristocratic sinners in the prison of Dali Temple were uncharacteristically staring at Mo Yao without blinking, their thoughts were all on the imperial decree Mo Yao was holding, and they had no intention of wondering whether Mo Yao had something on his mind.

Seeing the familiar handwriting, Mo Yao restrained his mind and read out the imperial decree with a sinking dantian.

"Today, under the order of Emperor Jianxing, the jade plate of Emperor Changping will be changed to the name of Prince Zhaoyan..."

"Impossible!" The British Duke grabbed the fence, the veins on his hands protruding with clear veins.

How could the emperor change the jade dish for no reason?

Since being imprisoned in Dali Temple, apart from facing interrogation every day, the sinners of the aristocratic family are the reasons for wanting to go to prison and the possibility of getting out of prison.

Not only those who were in prison with the British government immediately realized what this imperial decree represented.

The people around the British public and the others, and even the people farther away also restrained their smiles, showing the madness of watching hope completely collapse into ruins.

Mo Yao paused to read the imperial decree, his usually indifferent eyes were full of hostility.

"When the imperial decree comes in person, you should kneel and listen to the decree without making noise."

Before the Jinwu Guard could make a move, General Habayashi Wei, who was in charge of guarding the sinners of the family, had already whipped him fiercely.

With just one click, a disgusting smell of blood spread in the already stifling prison.

Mo Yao has never known what sympathy is, and it is no exception for the aristocratic family.

He only knew that sinners who disrespected the imperial decree and Emperor Changping should be punished.

If Habayashi Wei didn't let these see the blood, the Jin Wuwei behind him would only attack harder.

Seeing this, General Habayashi, who was secretly observing Mo Yao, not only swung his whip harder, but also repeatedly called his subordinates to go outside to call someone to teach the disobedient prisoners.

The abolished emperor has already been punished, and the aristocratic family as the party has absolutely no chance of turning over!

If you don't act ruthlessly at this time, if your colleagues talk about showing mercy to collaborators and traitors in the future, wouldn't you fall into the cesspit for nothing?

Anyway, Xianglin County King has already explained that apart from Qi Zhu, Qi Mei and their mother Li Niangzi who are being held alone, they still need to be interrogated carefully.The rest of the people don't need to look at his face, they are very merciful.

General Habayashi gave a cold snort, and the whip in his hand deftly bypassed the railing, and slammed heavily on the British Duke's forehead.

The old man, because he has a grandson of the county king, with his nostrils looking up to the sky, in the prison of Dali Temple, he still has to display the genealogy of the patriarch of the aristocratic family.

He is the county king of the clan!

There were so many violent emotions racing through the Duke's mind that he couldn't manage any whole thoughts, only anger, anger that couldn't be vented.

The old wife who had been with each other for decades passed away with resentment.

An unfilial son will understand his humble fate if he is slightly dissatisfied.

And Yu Heng, unexpectedly...

Yes, and the little bastard Yu Heng!

"Yu Heng! Yu Heng is also a part of collaborating with the enemy and traitorous country!"

The Duke of England yelled out these words with all his strength, and successfully suppressed the sound of whipping and wailing, and it was clearly heard by everyone.

General Habayashi's hand softened with his trembling heart, and he accidentally slammed on the railing, excruciatingly painful.

He only hesitated for a moment, and immediately endured the pain and slapped the British Duke hard.I wish I could beat the British Duke to death so that he would never say stupid things that would hurt others again.

It's a pity that General Habayashi Wei didn't grow three heads and six arms, and he only had a long whip in his hand.Even if the Duke of England passed out, he couldn't shut everyone's mouths at the same time.

For a moment, apart from the sound of the whip being whipped, there was only the cry of "Yu Heng collaborating with the enemy and traitorous country" in the prison.