I go to the ancient imperial examinations

Chapter 308
Chapter 308

Today, even if the person standing outside the prison door is a man, he will not feel sorry for him. After all, Zhang Yiyi's unkempt appearance does not match a beauty at all, not to mention that she is facing Zhan Feiyu and He Nuan at this moment.

"You don't want to live anymore?" Zhan Feiyu opened his mouth holding the hand stove, blinking his dark eyes, his fair bun face looked like fine jade under the light of the oil lamp.

This made Zhang Yiyi clenched the dirty quilt tightly, and her gloomy eyes were full of deep-seated jealousy and inexplicable hatred.

When she was at her worst, seeing such a precious little girl, Zhang Yiyi wished she could rush over and tear off Zhan Feiyu's face that was more tender than tofu.

"I will only drag Xu'er down by living like this." Zhang Yiyi choked on her sweet voice as before, and lowered her head as if she had nothing to love. out of hatred.

Zhang Yiyi couldn't help but think of the scene when she was young. Since she married Yang Shoucheng and then followed Zhenbianhou, she didn't recall the past for almost ten years.

In Zhang's mansion, she was a concubine, even though she was beautiful, and even though she was very intelligent since she was a child, the child crawling out of the concubine's stomach was the original sin.

What's more, her aunt, the wife in charge of the Zhang family is not a good person, but a poisonous woman who hates poison with a soft mouth and a snake heart. People, or those concubines or concubines and concubines in the backyard, most of them are people who take action for her.

And the mother-in-law will always be a dignified and virtuous official wife sitting on the throne, and even if her concubine daughter who has been tortured is punished to kneel in the ancestral hall in winter, even if she is tortured and abused by the nuns, she only needs a light sentence "Jade can't be made into a tool", everyone praised the aunt, and she, a little concubine, was also grateful for the teachings of the aunt.

The cell was dark and cold, and Mrs. Zhang couldn't remember how many times she hid in a dark corner and looked enviously at the beautiful elder sister He Xiaomei. Because they were born in the first place, they could wear the best dresses and the most beautiful clothes. To show off, to be able to act like a baby with my father, to be loved by my grandparents, and all kinds of rewards.

Mrs. Zhang once swore that she would stand out. She thought she had succeeded, but she was imprisoned in an instant, so the glamorous Zhan Feiyu awakened her dusty memories for many years, and those emotions of jealousy, darkness, and hatred screamed. flooded my mind.

Suppressing the distorted hatred in his heart, Zhang's voice was soft and helpless, "Actually, I should have died a long time ago, I forced it, I always wanted to watch Xu'er grow up, watch him marry a wife and have children, so I lingered on alive. "

"Whoever says that the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three springs." Zhan Feiyu nodded in agreement, but continued after changing the subject: "In this case, I will fulfill your motherly heart for Yang Xu."

Zhang Yiyi raised her head with a stiff expression, what does she mean?
"Madam, what method do you plan to use? If you want to hang the beam..." After a pause, Zhan Feiyu looked at the empty cell. The beam was gone, and his eyes finally fixed on the cell door. "Hang the rope here." It's okay, Madam don't have to worry too much about not being able to get on, Ah Nuan is a practicing family, she can do this little thing for her."

Zhang Yiyi looked aggrieved after swallowing a fly. In the past eight years in the town's Marquis Mansion, many female relatives would bring their children to visit her, the lady of the Marquis Mansion. Even the most pampered daughter of a family is young. There is a child's innocence and kindness in his bones. In contrast, Zhan Feiyu, who is serious outside the prison door, makes people want to die, just like the little evil ghost in the Palace of Hades.

Ignoring Zhang Yiyi's distorted expression, Zhan Feiyu thought for a while and continued: "I heard that the hanged corpse is ugly, the eyes are bloodshot, the eyeballs are sticking out, and the tongue will hang down, Madam was so beautiful when she was alive. How about taking the medicine? Although the secret medicine to seal the throat is hard to find, if you spend a lot of money, you can find it."

This cruel little bitch!Zhang Yiyi clenched her hands angrily, if she hadn't been used to forbearance and suppression when she was a child, she would definitely be yelling at Zhan Feiyu at this moment.

"Of course, although Yang Xu's return date is uncertain, he might be back when he goes out. Finding medicine is still a waste of time. Madam, why don't you just wipe your neck or swallow gold?" Zhan Feiyu's voice fell. Nuan actually took out a piece of gold from his body, which really shocked Zhan Feiyu. They always carried broken silver or bank notes with them, and Ah Nuan even carried gold.

County Magistrate Zhu and Wu Baihu didn't come over to avoid suspicion, but the cell was too quiet, and Zhan Feiyu's volume was normal, so the two standing not far away could hear clearly.

"Wu Baihu, are you all right?" County magistrate Zhu's voice trembled, his brow sweating from the cold weather. Is this really something an eight-year-old girl can say?
Wu Baihu glanced contemptuously at the cowardly magistrate Zhu, and replied in a low voice, "You forget the identity of this little ancestor, not to mention killing one Zhang family, but killing the entire Zhang family, who dares to do that?" Half a complaint?"

The Forbidden Dragon Guard, which makes people talk about it, really lives up to its reputation. How old is this little ancestor?

The disgusted magistrate Zhu was extremely dissatisfied, and couldn't help but reply, his voice lowered, "But she is a student of Gu Xueshi, a cabinet scholar!"

Although County Magistrate Zhu is only a small official, Xiangwu County is now a mixed bag of dragons and snakes, and it is unknown how many forces are lurking. Although Zhan Feiyu's identity has not been publicly exposed, everyone who should know knows it. This is also the reason why County Magistrate Zhu treats Zhan Feiyu with respect every time.

As for the Forbidden Dragon Guard, County Magistrate Zhu is also afraid when he thinks about it, but no matter how scary the Forbidden Dragon Guard is, he dare not offend Bachelor Gu. In fact, County Magistrate Zhu is also very surprised that Zhan Feiyu is a scholar, so why is he like the notorious Forbidden Dragon Guard? With ties, isn't this self-destructive reputation?
Magistrate Zhu and Wu Baihu, who hated each other, looked at each other again, but they both kept silent, fearing that the more they knew, the sooner they would die.

As for the prison cell, Zhang Yiyi coughed heart-piercingly, with blood oozing from the corner of her mouth. She had contracted a cold because of the darkness and coldness of the prison cell. After taking the medicine, her cough didn't get better. She kept coughing every night. , Zhang Yiyi also knew that it had to be taken care of, otherwise it would not heal for a while.

But just now, Zhan Feiyu was so angry that it caused a cough. Fortunately, there was no need to answer Zhan Feiyu's words, so Zhang Yiyi coughed even more hateful, hunched over, as if to cough up all the internal organs .

"Miss, why don't you forget it?" He Nuan said in a warm voice, and looked at Zhang Yiyi sympathetically, "I'm afraid she won't live long if she does this. If Miss makes a move, maybe Master Xu will have a grudge. It’s just doing bad things with good intentions.”

At this moment, Zhang Yiyi wished that Zhan Feiyu, the evil god, would go away immediately, far away, so that she would be better off living than dying. As long as she was Yang Xu's biological mother, no one would dare to kill her. She was still thinking about the future Prosperity and wealth, the life of servants and servants.

Zhan Feiyu sighed, "Leave it alone."

After a while, it was confirmed that Zhan Feiyu had left the cell. Wu Baihu and Zhu County Magistrate, who had gone back and forth, together, rushed to find the doctor. The gods fought, and the mortals suffered!

If Mrs. Zhang really died in the cell, one of them was the county magistrate of Xiangwu County, and the other was in charge of guarding the prisoners. It is estimated that neither of them could escape.

It is estimated that Zhu County Magistrate and Wu Baihu's eyes were too hot, and the old doctor who felt the pulse trembled a few times. Those who didn't know thought there was something tricky about it. After all, Zhu County Magistrate is famous for being pretty. And Wu Baihu has been in the army all year round, and it is said that a sow is better than Diaochan.

A quarter of an hour later, I took the pulse three times, and again, the old doctor assured me: "Don't worry, my lords, the patient is fine, the cough is just a chronic illness, just continue to take the medicine according to the previous prescription, if you want to get well……"

The old doctor is also a cliché, the harsh environment of the prison, the poor food and sleep, the elders can't bear it, let alone a sick and weak woman, so if you want to recover, you can only go out and use the herbs to support your body .

After confirming that Zhang Yiyi had not been poisoned, County Magistrate Zhu and Wu Baihu couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, this is good, as long as they are alive, their heads will be kept.

……

Leaving from the county government prison, the carriage was originally going back to Qiu Mansion. Although the New Year is approaching, the street market in Xiangwu County is also bustling with all kinds of hawking, and the people who buy New Year's goods outside are probably used to the cold weather. Weather, everyone is smiling.

But Zhan Feiyu didn't have the slightest interest in visiting shops in the cold weather, but the carriage was stopped halfway by someone.

He Sheng stopped the carriage steadily, holding the rein in one hand and the whip in the other, and asked coldly, "What do you want, Your Excellency?"

Although he was only wearing an ordinary jacket, one could tell from the figure of the young man that he came from the army. He ignored He Sheng, who was a coachman, and the guard said respectfully to the carriage: "Miss Zhan, my son invites Miss Zhan Let’s talk about the teahouse.”

The curtains of the car were lifted, and Zhan Feiyu poked out half of his head, "Your son asked me to tell you what to say? Then I don't have any face at all, huh, what a big face!"

With an extremely arrogant attitude, Zhan Feiyu snorted disdainfully, and then ordered domineeringly, "Go back, Ah Sheng, whoever dares to stop the carriage will pay you money if you hit him to death!"

The guard was not angry at all, but he didn't expect Zhan Feiyu to be so unreasonable, but he glanced at her bun face, this is still a child, it's normal to be arrogant and domineering.

Seeing that He Sheng was about to wave his whip and continue to drive the carriage, the guard immediately revealed his identity, "Miss Zhan, calm down, my son is the prince of the town border, please move."

At the same time as the voice fell, the guard waved his hand.

In an instant, several figures appeared from the shadows. Although they were still standing not far away and did not come over, once Zhan Feiyu toasted and refused to eat the fine wine, they would probably invite them by force.

The half of the brain stuck out of the car window will be completely sticking out now, Zhan Feiyu looked at it, and couldn't help laughing, "Since the prince of the Hou family invited you, let's go, and lead the way."

The teahouse was at the end of the street at the next corner, and the carriage passed by slowly, and it took only half a cup of tea.

Unlike before when Zhang Minxian and Zhang Minhua made an appointment to meet Yang Shoucheng, the prince of the Hou Mansion really made an extraordinary move. The whole teahouse was booked, let alone the meeting place was in the backyard of the teahouse.

Zhan Feiyu stopped and looked around, there really was something going on inside.

The beautifully furnished small courtyard is in the style of Jiangnan gardens, with rockery and strange rocks, nine-curved corridors, and changing scenery... If it is spring and summer, it may be a scene of flowers blooming. It seems that the owner behind this teahouse is the town of Marquis. people.

"Miss Zhan, this way, the prince has been waiting for a long time." The guard who led the way urged, but led Zhan Feiyu through the corridor to the house directly east of the backyard.

The maid guarding the door saw that Zhan Feiyu was coming, and immediately saluted, then opened the door, "Miss, please come inside."

There is a sense of warmth upon entering the door, with the unique smell of ambergris, and the maid serving in the room leads Zhan Feiyu inside.

What an elegant place!Zhan Feiyu had to sigh with emotion, not to mention the ambergris that was smoked in the room. After all, Shizi's mother is also the princess of the royal family, and the two paintings hanging on the wall are from Qiu Zong, an old man fishing alone. In Xizhi's hand, it turned out to be a painting from Xueshi Gu's early years.

Who would have thought that the backyard of this ordinary small teahouse in Xiangwu County would be so extraordinary.

"It's true that seeing is better than hearing a hundred times, Miss Zhan, please." Zhu Zhengrong has a gentle demeanor. If it weren't for the facial features that are [-]% similar to the town's Marquis Mansion, who would have thought that he would be a general. Like a scholar cultivated by a scholarly family.

The other party was polite and greeted with the courtesy of a peer, and Zhan Feiyu climbed up the pole. Who made her too young, Zhu Zhengrong was almost in his thirties, and his eldest son was a year older than Zhan Feiyu age.

"Originally my father planned to come, but it was approaching the end of the year, and the barbarians were ready to move, so I came here instead of my father." Zhu Zhengrong's clear voice sounded, but he explained why he was not the son of the Hou family, but his eldest son. it's here.

Because the old Hou Ye is still built, the title of Zhu Zhengrong's father has been called the eldest son for almost 30 years.

But looking at Longyou Dao, all the big and small families knew that Zhu Zhengrong's walking outside represented the prince of the Hou family.

The son represents the Marquis of Zhenbian, and Zhu Zhengrong's status and right to speak can be seen. Of course, the reason why the son avoids seeing her is because Zhan Feiyu is too young, and it is too cheap to deal with her.

In fact, Zhu Zhengrong was lowering his own value this time. The eldest son of the Hou Mansion, who is about to reach his age, invited a nine-year-old girl to meet him with the courtesy of his peers.

The maid quietly retreated to the corner after delivering the tea, and He Nuan also retreated to stand not far behind Zhan Feiyu.

"I like to drink this kind of longan jujube tea the most in winter." Zhan Feiyu laughed, guessing that the town's Marquis House had found out everything about how old he was when he wet the bed.

Zhan Feiyu is very fortunate that when he was a toddler, he regained the memories of his previous life. There is absolutely no such thing as bedwetting. The dignified little Sanyuan is a different little prodigy.

Zhu Zhengrong raised his eyebrows slightly, the little girl was young but extraordinarily tactful, she couldn't help but smiled and said, "As long as Miss Zhan likes it."

(End of this chapter)