I go to the ancient imperial examinations

Chapter 307
Although the method proposed by Zhan Feiyu is vicious enough, it is indeed enough after careful consideration. It cannot keep Yang Xu in a daze in his emotions. After all, the deaths of Fu Langhuan and Zhou Shuyao have nothing to do with him, but Yang Xu Xu has experienced few things.

It's just that it is impossible for the Yang family to have anything to do with the Forbidden Dragon Guard, no matter before or in the future, because Yang Xu was taken away from the Qiu Mansion the next day. As for where he went, Qiu Zongxi didn't bother to ask, and only read Of course, Zhan Feiyu in the sage book didn't know either.

"The plum blossoms are three points whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plums. Ah Nuan, let's also cut a plum branch and put it in a vase," said Zhan Feiyu, who was wrapped up like a bear under the plum tree, rarely came out for a walk.

He Nuan replied with a smile, "Which plum branch does Miss have her eye on?"

The weather is already cold, and her mouth is full of white air, but Zhan Feiyu is tightly dressed, covering from head to toe, and holding a hand stove in her hand. Under the bright sunshine in the afternoon, she really doesn't feel cold. The root cause of walking hundreds of steps to the garden to admire the plum blossoms.

Looking up, Zhan Feiyu stared at the old plum tree with its black eyes, and took a closer look, then pointed to the branch growing beside the wall, "Just this one, the lying plum branch, is still there. There are quite a few flower buds that are ready to bloom, and they will surely bloom after a few days of cultivation."

"Qi Ye came to celebrate the new year just in time." He Nuan laughed jokingly. Although the young lady is a scholar, she doesn't have the elegance of a literati. On the one hand, she came out today to breathe, and on the other hand, to decorate the backyard. It's Chinese New Year, always More arrangements should be made for more festive occasions.

Having been exposed, Zhan Feiyu grinned and winked mischievously at He Nuan, "Don't tell me if you see through."

"Slave remembers." He Nuan pointed his toes to the ground, and flew away like a wild goose, and the sharp blade drawn by his right hand quickly cut off the plum branch that Zhan Feiyu was looking for.

"Prune these twigs a little bit and you can put them in the bottle..." Zhan Feiyu looked at the plum branches still covered with snow, and heard the sound of arguing not far away before he finished speaking.

The woman in the gray jacket at the back door saw Zhan Feiyu and He Nuan approaching, her expression changed suddenly, and a person who was pushing vigorously towards the person who was tearing in front of her said, "Hurry up, the old woman is about to close the door."

"Aunt Yang, you can't take my money and do nothing!" A sharp curse sounded, and Lian Er, who was pushed away, also had a fierce temper, staggered and rushed forward, grabbing Aunt Yang clothes, and shouted loudly, "I am barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes! Let me in!"

"Shut up!" Aunt Yang yelled anxiously, but Lian'er was entangled with her like a loofah vine.

And after such a delay, Zhan Feiyu and He Nuan had already come over.

Looking sharply at Zhan Feiyu who was wrapped in a cloak, Lian'er's eyes flashed with jealousy, and then crazily knocked Aunt Yang who was blocking the door, and rushed over.

"What's the matter with you girl? Can you afford to bump into a distinguished guest?" Aunt Yang yelled angrily, but she didn't dare to tear her apart in front of Zhan Feiyu. What to do.

Zhan Feiyu still remembers Lian Er. When they met for the first time in the ruined temple outside Xiangwu County, even though Lian Er was a maid, she was arrogant and domineering. Out of the ruined temple.

But in just a month or so, Lian'er has become much haggard. Not to mention, the arrogance of arrogance is gone, her clothes are dirty, her hair is messy, and her face has no makeup. It can be seen that since Zhang Yiyi was arrested In prison, Lian'er, the close maid, had a very difficult time.

"Miss, please help me." She knelt down on the ground with a plop, ignoring the unmelted snow on the ground, Lian'er kowtowed three times, begging Zhan Feiyu with sobs, "Please let me know One sound, my wife is seriously ill again, if I don’t seek a doctor or take medicine, I’m afraid my wife’s weak bones won’t be able to bear it.”

She didn't know whether she was thinking of Zhang Yiyi's misery in prison, or her dark future, Lian'er burst into tears, her tears streaming down uncontrollably.

Zhang Yiyi is really unlucky enough to say that Zhang Yiyi is really unlucky. After being frightened into a big prison, he became a state of no one to talk to. Zhu County Magistrate couldn't find conclusive evidence, and he couldn't start a trial, so he could only continue to detain him in the big prison. inside.

As for Zhang Minxian and Zhang Minhua who came to Xiangwu County and left again, they intended to kill Zhang Yiyi to please the Yang family.

Who knows that Yang Shoucheng has a broad mind, he doesn't care that Zhang Yiyi gave him a cuckold, and he is also concerned about her identity as Yang Xu's biological mother, so the Zhang family naturally dare not do anything.

The only town Zhang Yiyi can rely on is the Zhenbianhou Mansion. From the Zhenbianhou to the servants in the mansion, everyone seems to have forgotten her. Therefore, Zhang Yiyi, who is in an embarrassing situation, has been locked in a dark cell, unable to eat or sleep well. The weather is cold, and this is not another time to fall ill.

"Are you looking for Yang Xu?" Zhan Feiyu looked calmly at Lian'er who was kneeling on the ground crying in grief, "It's a pity that you came late. After the Laba Festival, Yang Xu left Qiu's mansion. His whereabouts are a mystery. If you are worried, you can go to Stone Village and ask about the situation."

"I know that Master Xu has left, but Madam's body can't hold on any longer. Please show mercy and save my wife for the sake of Master Xu." Lian'er's voice became hoarse from crying, and the tears on her face The air was dry, and now her face was so dry and painful, she didn't dare to cry anymore, so she could only look at Zhan Feiyu with red eyes and begging.

Aunt Yang knew that Zhan Feiyu was a distinguished guest of Qiu's mansion, and was more valued by Mr. Qiu than Yang Xu. She took a peek and saw Zhan Feiyu's expression was too calm. Aunt Yang's heart skipped a beat.

Before that, she took the money from Lian Er, so she either sent letters or helped her friend Yang Xu again and again, and even though she was a servant, she had sharp eyes. Master Xu looked like he was tied up so that he was not easy to get close to, but in fact he had a good temper. , I will not make things difficult for my servants in the slightest.

As for Zhan Feiyu, because of the presence of He Nuan, a close-knit maid, the maids in the Qiu Mansion have no chance to serve her close to her, but looking at Zhan Feiyu's basic necessities, she can tell that she is a young lady raised by a big family.

The soup of eating a bowl of Yangchun noodles is made of fresh squab, dried abalone, pork ribs and various mushrooms, and it can’t be boiled in a large iron pot on high heat. It is cooked slowly in a casserole. After three or four hours, a colander filtered out all the residue, and the milky white soup was used to cook the noodles.

Aunt Yang had whispered to the women and maids in the mansion in private that Zhan Feiyu could eat three to five taels of silver in a month after counting his three meals a day.

These servants of the Qiu Mansion worked so hard for a month, but they didn't even get two taels of silver in their hands. This is due to the generosity of old Mr. Qiu.

The servants of other families in Xiangwu County only have one tael of monthly silver. Thinking that Zhan Feiyu can get rid of their two years of monthly silver in one month, let alone Aunt Yang, the servants of the entire Qiu Mansion treat her very well. It is respectful, and those who spend money like running water are the little ancestors who cannot be offended.

"Miss Zhan, this girl is crazy. This old slave dragged her out. It's the old slave's fault for disturbing the girl." Aunt Yang apologized sincerely, grabbed Lian'er's arm and was about to drag her away. stand up.

"If I don't leave, my wife will die if I leave..." Lian'er cried.

But after all, it was an unmarried girl's family, and she was definitely not as strong as the burly Aunt Yang. Even if she didn't want to, Lian'er was pulled to stand up, and she was about to be dragged outside the door.

"Wait!" When Zhan Feiyu said this, Aunt Yang couldn't help but startled, Lian'er took the opportunity to break free and rushed towards Zhan Feiyu again.

Raising her hand to wipe her face, Lian'er begged in a hoarse voice, "May I ask you to show kindness, my wife is really dying, and Master Xu can't be found, I really don't know what to do."

Not to mention Xiangwu County, even the entire Longyou Dao, probably no one would dare to deal with Zhang Yiyi who is in prison, but any smart person can see that the Holy Majesty is going to use the Zhenbian Hou Mansion to vent his anger on the Yang family, after all, he was wronged After living with the Yang family for eight years, he must give the Yang family some compensation.

At this time, he got involved with Zhenbianhou's Mansion and Zhang's family, offended the Yang family at the lightest level, and at the most serious level, the one who offended the current Holy Majesty, he thought he had his head on his neck for a long time.

"Let Ah Sheng prepare the carriage. Since Yang Xu isn't here, I'll go to the county government." Zhan Feiyu said, looking at the plum branch in He Nuan's hand, "By the way, put this in my room, and I'll take it when I get back." Put another bottle in."

A quarter of an hour later, the carriage was ready, and Zhan Feiyu got on the carriage and went straight to the county government.

And at this moment, the county government back house.

County Magistrate Zhu was finally able to catch his breath. After all, Fu Langhuan had already been buried, and Zhang Tongzhi had brought Zhou Shuyao's body back to Linzhou Prefecture. The wind and waves in Xiangwu County have been calm for the past few days, and County Magistrate Zhu can sleep soundly.

Unexpectedly, the weather is fine today, County Magistrate Zhu was just about to drink a glass of wine to relax, when he heard the news of the arrester's report.

"Why is that little ancestor here again?" Standing up after a while, the county magistrate Zhu who was yelling anxiously was almost one head and two big.

"Miss Zhan has arrived and is waiting in the carriage." The policeman glanced sympathetically at the flustered Magistrate Zhu who even forgot to put on his shoes, and continued in a low voice: "This subordinate saw Zhang's maid in the carriage. "

"You're not talking nonsense! Are you still here for me?" County Magistrate Zhu glared angrily, and kicked the arrester out of frustration, only to realize that he was not wearing boots.

After some panic, County Magistrate Zhu finally dressed neatly and went straight to the prison. As for why Zhan Feiyu came to visit Mrs. Zhang, County Magistrate Zhu didn't want to know at all. He wished he could open the cell door immediately and let Zhan Feiyu in. .

It's a pity that as the parent officer of Xiangwu County, it is absolutely impossible for Zhu County Magistrate to put down the burden, so he can only bite the bullet and say: "Miss Zhan."

He Nuan lifted the thick curtain of the carriage, looked at Zhan Feiyu who jumped down neatly, but didn't speak, and dutifully stood behind her.

"Lord Zhu, I'm sorry." Zhan Feiyu saluted.

There is an opposing wind at the gate of the prison, and the cold wind seems to penetrate into the bones of the person. Zhan Feiyu stopped exchanging greetings, and explained the purpose of coming straight to the point, "Yang Xu left Qiu's mansion, and he didn't know where he went, so this maid If you come to the door, I will take a look instead of Yang Xu."

"I understand." County magistrate Zhu nodded, filial piety is the first priority, Zhang is not a thing, she is also Yang Xu's biological mother, Zhang can be unkind, but Yang Xu must not be unfilial, otherwise those jerks in the court The crooked censor will definitely join the Yang family for a copy.

As for why it was Zhan Feiyu, an outsider who came, it wasn't a monk's head lice. It was obvious that if General Yang came, County Magistrate Zhu would have to worry about it, worrying that he would cut the flirtatious Mrs. Zhang with his sword.

The jailer opened the cell door, and Wu Baihu, who had already received the news, greeted him immediately, "Miss Zhan, Master Zhu."

Well, upon hearing the sequence of greetings, County Magistrate Zhu became annoyed, and cast a disgusted glance at Wubaihu.

Although he, the county magistrate, was also polite to Miss Zhan, but in the final analysis he was the county magistrate of Qipin, and Wu Baihu, who looked down on others, even greeted the little girl first, making it clear that he wanted to curry favor.

"I heard that Mrs. Zhang is ill. I'll take Yang Xu's place to take a look." Zhan Feiyu explained his purpose.

Wu Baihu was not surprised at all, and took over the conversation: "I have had the doctor come over to see it before, but it's just a dry cough. Even if I take medicine, it will take at least half a month to recover."

The key is that Mrs. Zhang is now imprisoned in a big prison. Ordinary patients can recover in half a month. Mrs. Zhang who is in a big prison probably won't recover within a month.

The cell was dark, and the jailer lit an oil lamp to light it up.

This is a female prisoner, currently only Mrs. Zhang is being imprisoned, and the county magistrate Zhu and Wu Baihu don't dare to let Mrs. Zhang die like this, so although the cell is simple, it is much better than when Yang Xu came here for the first time. up.

"Miss Zhan, I am waiting here. If there is a need, Miss Zhan can just call out." County Magistrate Zhu stopped in his tracks. The more he knew, the faster he would die. For his own sake, County Zhu Ling will never go to listen.

Wu Baihu also stopped. Although he had been guarding Zhang Yiyi in the county prison during this time, so many things had happened, and Wu Baihu also knew some news, such as Zhan Feiyu's unattainable status.

Zhan Feiyu nodded, followed He Nuan and continued to move forward. Through the cell door, he could clearly see the cell. The floor near the wall was covered with a thick layer of straw, and a broken quilt was spread on it. Zhang Yiyi curled up in the Under the quilt, a thick quilt is also covered on the body, at least it will not be frozen.

On the open space of the cell, there was a broken bowl with half a bowl of clear water in it, and an unfinished coarse grain corn bun in the broken bowl next to it.

"Do you want to open the cell door?" The jailer asked in a low voice, this is a nobleman who even Master Zhu must be careful, and the jailer dare not be presumptuous at all.

"No need." Zhan Feiyu didn't intend to go in. Before she came, she had heard from He Sheng that Wu Baihu had indeed been treated by a doctor, so Zhan Feiyu even spared the doctor. She came to see Mrs. Zhang, by the way Let's see what the son of the Marquis of Zhenbian wants to do.

At the side, He Nuan had already taken the oil lamp from the jailer, and he also turned around and left with interest.

Hearing the voice, the dazed Zhang Yiyi woke up, turned over in the quilt, and her messy head came out of the quilt like a chicken coop.

Zhan Feiyu looked at her disheveled appearance, but she was no longer as beautiful and elegant as before. Although she was a beauty, she looked haggard, thin and dirty, Zhang Yiyi who hadn't washed for ten days and a half months, Zhan Feiyu Yu feels that a beauty still has to dress up.

"It's you?" Zhang Yiyi opened her eyes completely, looked at Zhan Feiyu outside the prison door in shock, then let out a cry, and in panic, quickly used her hand as a comb to grab her hair, and then used the quilt as a handkerchief wiped his face.

She probably wanted to get up, but as soon as the quilt was lifted, the cold air swept in instantly, Zhang Yiyi gave up again, sat up from the quilt, the quilt was still covering her legs, but her body was sitting upright, just like when she was in the ruined temple Usually, she is still the pillow of the Marquis of the town, and is honored as Madam.

"Where's Xu'er? Why didn't he come?" Zhang Yiyi looked around and was disappointed when he didn't see Yang Xu.

After being silent for a while, Zhang Yiyi looked at Zhan Feiyu again and said, "Did Lian'er come to find you? Why is she bothering, I don't think I can survive the Chinese New Year with my body, why don't you let me leave quietly."

(End of this chapter)