Chunguang Brocade

Chapter 75 Meeting Dad (Part [-])

"It's not ridiculous at all." Gao Chen switched from being cynical in an instant to a stern expression, "Among all the people, only you were summoned alone, and his last call must have been given to you."

Yingya raised her head and sneered, "Isn't it enough to check me for so many years?"

Gao Chen looked at her sinisterly.

Shen Chuxia was able to see Shen Jinlin, except for the girl Mu Jin, it was old man Shen. Before going out, she went to the old man, "Grandpa, what else do you want me to say?"

"This trip is very dangerous, Xia'er, let me go. I'm old, anyway, I have already stuck my foot into the coffin. You are still young, so you can't take this risk."

Shen Chuxia shook her head, "Grandpa, you are wrong. You have many descendants, but you are the only one in the heart of the Shen family. Don't argue with me."

"Your uncle always wants to..." Mr. Shen doesn't think that each generation is stronger than the next generation. After the old bones die, there are still young ones, but the small ones are gone. What's the use of keeping the old bones.

It's a pity that the granddaughter is determined not to let him take risks, so he can only silently pray for the safety of the granddaughter, "When you see your father, ask me for me, has he ever done anything against the family law of the ancestors?"

"Okay." Shen Chuxia carried the final payment in her pocket, and quietly disappeared into the night through the back door with her girl Mu Jin.

There are many guards around Dali Temple, and the procedures for entering Dali Temple are cumbersome and suspicious.

Not to mention that Dali Temple was the highest law enforcement place in the Wei Dynasty, even in modern ordinary courts, there are extremely complicated procedures to see a prisoner, not to mention that Shen Jinlin may be a traitor who colluded with the king.

Shen Chuxia was able to come in tonight. She was a child carrying a medicine box of a certain imperial doctor in the Imperial Hospital. She lowered her eyebrows and followed the old imperial doctor step by step into the Dali Prison.

Going darker and darker, the long and musty corridor, in her eyes, is almost like walking through hell, it is frightening and suffocating, and people with a slightly unbearable mind can be scared out of their minds.

In order to ease her nervousness and fear, she walked while thinking about the industrial chain formed by the collusion between the prison guards of Dali Temple and the imperial physician or Dao Yexiang. It is really "cats have cats, mice have rats" to scare the timid and support the bold .

The capital of the Wei Dynasty was northward, and after the heavy snowfall, it was so cold that the cracks in the bones were like ants.

Shen Jinlin has never experienced material suffering in his life. At this moment, like a poor dog in the wild, he is curled up in the dirty and messy haystack to keep warm. Like an ice pick.

Hunger and cold, dirty and destitute, what kind of literati's romantic temperament and poetic charm are there, not as good as the beggars outside.

"Tick...tick..." In the sound, came the sound of footsteps.

In the gloomy Dali Temple Prison where everything is quiet, there are only two situations where there are footsteps at the end of the fourth watch and before the fifth watch.

In the depths of the prison, the prisoners in the two rows of cells got out of the haystack one after another, leaned against the railing, and looked outside.

The middle-aged jailer with teeth and claws was carrying a dim lantern, and led a gray old doctor towards the innermost room. It turned out that the prisoners in the innermost room were performing torture and wounding. They were relieved and bored into the haystack to keep warm.

The little boy behind the old doctor has a slender figure and delicate features, which ignites fire in the eyes of some men. Even if they are in prison, they still have normal needs.

This is a little lady, these men's intuition is so accurate, they all rushed to the railing again, their eyes glowing with anger, as if a monster could eat her by opening their mouths.

Shen Chuxia was so frightened that she almost collapsed. No matter in this life or in her previous life, she had never encountered such a thing. It made her scalp tingle with fear, it was too scary.

Even so, she still had to stand upright, carefully looking to both sides, looking for Shen Jinlin's figure.

In the Grand Master's Mansion, Gao Chen got up from the bed, and the servant hurried over to help him change his clothes and buckle his belt. It was almost five o'clock, and Uncle Guo was going to the palace with the old Taishi to drink Laba porridge.

The personal steward came to report the matter cautiously: "Master, I just went in, and Mao Tou led someone to stare at me personally."

Gao Chen's slender phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "The time will come soon." Just when he was about to enter the palace, this little lady was still as cunning as ever.

The steward didn't dare to talk too much, he bowed his head and waited for the master's instruction.

"Someone-"

A servant came in from outside the door, "Master——"

"Go and tell the old master, I will enter the palace through the front door."

The little waiter was a little embarrassed, "Master, the old master was talking about you just now, asking how you are doing with the Laba..." Seeing the master's stinging eyes, he had no choice but to shrink his head and neck.

In the Prince Regent's Mansion, Ji Chong hardly slept, and only closed his eyes for a while on the couch.

"Master, the palace is waiting for you."

Although there was an emperor in the Great Wei Dynasty, he was too young. The actual person in power was Ji Chong. He needed to take the lead in presiding over the Laba ceremony. The lights were brightly lit, and Mu Tong changed clothes for the master.

"The alleys for the poor and the cold shed porridge spots outside the city are all set up?"

"Yes, Your Highness!" The shift chief Shi replied, "The porridge has been up all night, and we are just waiting for dawn."

Ji Chong nodded, "Don't make any mistakes."

"Yes, Your Highness." The monitor on duty, Shi, hurried out to announce.

Zhishi stood at the door with his back leaning against the wall pillar, lowering his head, as if something was wrong.

Ji Chong went out.

When he heard footsteps, he straightened himself up and returned quickly.

"What's the matter?" Ji Chong asked as he walked, outside the corridor, it was freezing cold, and the Eastern Venus appeared faintly amidst the bright lights.

Zhishi hesitated.

Ji Chong looked sideways.

Being stared at by the master, Zhishi stopped in her tracks and saluted, "Your Highness, this subordinate has neglected his duties, please punish him."

Ji Chong frowned, his eyes were cooler than the cold morning.

"Miss Shen bribed the jailer to go in and see her father, but she hasn't come out yet."

Ji Chong raised his eyes.

Everyone could tell that he was looking in the direction of Dali Temple.

"Your Highness, are the people in the palace waiting?" Mu Tong was afraid that he would go to Dali Temple in a rage, so he quickly reminded him in a low voice.

In the long, dark, gloomy and cold corridor, Shen Chuxia had never seen Shen Jinlin before, so she could only look for him by instinct.

Suddenly, her gaze paused between the end of the corridor and the second from the last. Among all the various gazes she met, only his gaze was confused without any uncomfortable desire.

She was about to take a closer look at his face when the jailer stopped and handed the lantern to Shen Chuxia. She quickly looked back to catch the lantern, "You wait here." After speaking, she gave an imperceptible look.

Shen Chuxia immediately understood that this middle-aged man was her cheap father, Shen Jinlin. For some reason, her eyes were hot, and tears were about to fall.

Forced back by Jailer Chai's stare, he came over to pick up the lantern and gave him a warning look.

Shen Chuxia hurriedly passed the medicine box to the old doctor, and quietly raised her arms to wipe away the tears overflowing from her eyes.

Although she was not the real Shen Chuxia, she was connected by blood since ancient times, and the consciousness left in her body couldn't help shedding tears when seeing her relatives.

Warden Chai and the old doctor entered the innermost cell, where a middle-aged man covered in injuries was chained.

Shen Chuxia glanced at it, and quickly approached the fence of cheap father's cell, turned her face slightly, and whispered, "Father..."

(End of this chapter)