Powerful ministers are husbands

It wasn't long before the people from Anfeng County's palace left. Lu Yi and Tan Ji, who had been arguing from years ago to now, finally came to a conclusion. Local officials cannot be shaken.Tan Ji gradually couldn't stand it anymore, he felt like a mayfly trying to shake the tree, and planned to pay some money to make peace between the two parties, but Lu Yi couldn't stop, and charged him with seven or eight crimes as if to death.

Tan Ji was convicted and sent to prison, next door lived the son of King Yan.

Although carrying human life on his body, Zhuan Sun Yongzhi's life in the prison is as comfortable as possible. The cell is different from other prisoners. Not only is it spacious and clean, but also there are all kinds of bedding and curtains on the bed, and there is a small incense burner in the corner. The smoke curled up freely, and there was a plate of unfinished roast chicken on the table in the center.

Zhuan Sun Yongzhi crossed his legs, picked his teeth with a straw, and looked boredly at Tan Ji who was squatting in the corner and wanted to cry without tears.

The boy who came to deliver meals every day would talk to him about outside affairs to relieve his boredom. This Tan Sima fought with Lu Shilang recklessly.

Tan Ji ruthlessly teased, "Isn't the prince also carrying the charge of murder and staying in a dark prison to eat and wait to die?" Seeing that Zhuan Sun Yongzhi's face turned pale, he retreated into the corner contentedly.

Then the two of them coincidentally thought about their future days, and their mood suddenly became gloomy.

It's just that there is a big tree behind Zhuan Sun Yongzhi, comforting himself that the lawsuit will drag on for a day, and when his father arranges it, he can go out by himself. , the father is also easy to forgive himself.

In this way, his mood improved again, and he ate a half-roasted chicken for a meal.

Footsteps were heard in the aisle, and he turned his head to look bored. His interest now was the prisoners who seemed to be coming and going in various catastrophes or the family members who came to visit with sad faces.

A handsome face came into view, and he was slightly taken aback.

This man also had a companion with a cold expression, holding a basket in his hand, walking behind the jailer one by one into the depths of the prison - at the end of the aisle, there was an iron door, and the cells behind it were dedicated to detaining death row prisoners.

He remembered that two days ago, a group of prisoners who had been reviewed by the Ministry of Criminal Justice passed by and were thrown behind the iron gate and locked up. They were charged with robbing disaster relief money and killing court officers and soldiers.

When he was happy, the family members came to see each other for the last time, right?It's time to cry and howl.

"Hey, you look familiar to me." He leaned forward, put his hands on the cell door, and shook his legs carelessly, "Let me think about it... Oh, isn't it the young master Xue Jinyi? Send food to the beheaded person in your family?"

Xue Jinyi spotted Zhuan Sun Yongzhi one step earlier, and walked straight forward as if he didn't hear him.

Zhuan Sun Yongzhi was unhappy, and reached out to grab the person behind him, "Hey, let's talk."

The jailer frowned slightly. This son of King Yan didn't look like he was in prison. He was just a gentleman. He usually swears and flirts with the jailer or other people who come and go. They dare not speak out. Who knows how this lawsuit will end No matter what it looks like, I'm afraid of offending him.

When Tan Ji heard the voice, he looked over blankly, then lowered his head again.

Adding guilt can make him lose his head, but he must not be involved in a robbery.

"Let go." The voice was cold and emotionless.

Zhuan Sun Yongzhi didn't even intend to let go, "Why is life divided like this? At least we have a friendship at the door of Pang's house. Sigh, let's not talk about this, when will your family delay and behead you?" His tone Wei Yang, it sounds very beating.

Apart from saying goodbye to his father, Xue Jinyi didn't want to pay attention to anything.

"Why are you ignoring me?" Zhuan Sun Yongzhi was very upset, he was the prince of King Yan who was too late to be flattered by so many people, taking the initiative to strike up a conversation was to give them enough face, unexpectedly, he put on a show instead.His words couldn't help but become more vicious and sarcastic, "It's so miserable. I chopped off my head and it was bloody. In the end, I dug a random hole in the random grave. Tsk tsk, the yamen guards threw the body and head in, and covered it with a thin layer of soil. Someday it will rain heavily and the mud will roll around, but the bones will never be found again, what a pity. If you try to dig it up secretly and choose a place with a good geomantic omen to bury you, the government will arrest you, alas—”

Xue Jinyi finally stopped, his tightly clenched fists caused a sharp pain in his palm, and at the same time, there was a cry of pain behind him.

Zhang Mu grabbed the paw that had been holding on to his clothes, and twisted it lightly, only to hear a slight "click", the son of King Yan, who was gloating just now, squatted on the ground holding his powerless hand Weep bitterly.

"It's something you don't want to let go." Zhang Mu said softly, his cold eyes showed no sympathy at all.

The jailer shouted "Okay" in his heart, and the dog finally couldn't utter any annoying words.

Zhang Mu stared coldly for a while, and finally half-kneeled on the ground, took Zhuan Sun Yongzhi's hand, and set his bones.

"You guys beat me up every time, why am I in such a miserable situation..." Zhuan Sun Yongzhi rubbed his recovered hand, shrunk down on the bed in despair, and watched several people enter behind the iron gate with teary eyes.

Xue Jinyi walked to the prison door, and saw a gray figure standing in front of the window, murmuring indistinctly into his ears, he called "Dad" softly, but did not see the slightest reaction from that person.

The jailer shook his head, "The doctor in our prison has seen it. The madness has not been cured. It has become more and more serious since you left last time. You stay up all night and don't know what to say."

Xue Jinyi squatted down, and put the dishes in the food box into the cell one by one. They were all just out of the pot, and they were rushed to the prison, so they are still steaming.He took a deep breath before he could speak normally, and he didn't know if Xue Weikai could hear clearly, "It's all your favorite food, eat it while it's hot. You won't come here every day in the prison, I'll make some more for you next time ..."

Xue Weikai still stood motionless in front of the window, his cloudy eyes were always looking at the blue sky outside the iron window, as if he could see his favorite person there.

Xue Jinyi handed the basket carried by Zhang Mu to the jailer, "There are new clothes inside, please change them for my father at your convenience, thank you."

The jailer had seen Xue Jinyi a few times, sighed secretly, and quickly agreed.

After getting out of the prison, Xue Jinyi walked a long way quickly, the soreness in his eyes was finally unbearable, the people and things in the street gradually became blurred, he suddenly turned into an empty dead-end alley, and then he could no longer hold back his tears.

Zhang Mu walked over quietly, looked at him trying to suppress, raised his hand on his shoulder, pulled him into his arms, hugged him gently, and patted his back.He is not good at comforting people, so he can only use such a simple way.

Leaning on Zhang Mu's shoulder, the sadness in his heart suddenly felt like a flood that burst the embankment, and Xue Jinyi couldn't restrain himself anymore, crying bitterly.

The warm sunshine covered the table, and Pang Miao suddenly raised his head from the pile of books that looked like a hill, and made a last stroke on a map. He let out a long breath, put down the pen and stretched.

Together with Cao Lv, he found a dozen or twenty books in the library. After collecting and analyzing them, he finally drew two maps with the highest feasibility. Someone took a risky trip.In addition, the topography of other counties and counties in the Jiangnan area is also well known. He was already very interested in these, so it was very smooth to memorize them.

He turned his head to look at the vines that were about to sprout green buds in the courtyard.

It is said that after Zhuan Sun Jinting returned to the palace, the king of Anfeng County was very angry about this, but the current sage had done the best of benevolence and righteousness, and there was nowhere to complain about his complaints, so he devoted himself to the cause of rebellion.

Zhuan Sun Jinting was so focused on torturing others that in the end it stimulated his father's determination to rebel.The matter spread to Yan Wang's ears again, and this elimination was finally able to walk.

Thinking of this, Pang Miao quickly sorted out the messy pile of papers on the table, put them away in the order of counties and counties, and excitedly went to the guards Cao Lv arranged in Pang's house, and handed over all the things.

It was still early, so he took the money and went out to the nearby Jinbao Building.

He has just received his monthly salary, although his official position is small, but fortunately the world is peaceful and the world is prosperous now, the monthly salary issued by the imperial court is not low.He was thinking about his mother's birthday, and planned to book a banquet.Cao Lv had a rare visit the day before yesterday, and they discussed gifts together.

Turning into the Jinbao Building, the shopkeeper called Zhang Si came up to greet him warmly, because their family used to hold banquets here, so they are familiar with Xiao Er, the shopkeeper of the shop.

Pang Miao was about to go to the backyard with Zhang Si to discuss the banquet, when he suddenly saw Lu Yi, the first lackey of King Yan's sect, come in with another person listlessly, he hurriedly dragged Zhang Si to hide under the stairs.

Stepping on the wooden stairs, Pang Miao made a silent gesture to Zhang Si, and then heard the person above his head talking.

"I heard that this store is about to be bought by Sixth Master Cao?"

The voice was unfamiliar, but the person who answered was Lu Yi, "What's the matter with me?"

"You don't know?" The man said again: "The lunch of our yamen in the east of the imperial city is delivered by this restaurant. It is one of the best affordable restaurants in the imperial capital, and the food is delicious, so the imperial court naturally chose this restaurant. Cao Liuye can only do business in this life, how can he not want to expand the business? Naturally, he wants to get involved in this good business, and he is familiar with him in the imperial city. But, the contract expires at the end of this month , There are quite a few companies eager to be selected."

"Oh?"

Pang Miao felt that the elongated word had an ulterior meaning.