Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Shi Ping's hands and feet were tied to the wall with iron chains, and there was nothing in the cell.

Her hair was loose, and she didn't even have much clothing to cover her body. Those simple clothing materials could barely cover the key points.

It is precisely because of this that the old scars criss-crossing on his body can be clearly seen through the railing.

"He is..."

For these literati and bureaucrats, clothes are not only covering the body and etiquette, but also the dignity of a literati. Even ordinary prisoners in prisons have no reason to remove their clothes.

It was the first time Su Rao encountered such a situation.

The guard who washes the inkstone was not surprised, and explained: "I don't know about the punishment. It's to prevent him from committing suicide. When he was first transferred to the platform prison, he tried to find death every day. He threw bowls and cut his wrists, hung beams, and hit walls. Or twist the clothes on the railing and put the neck in."

"After several times like this, our commander evacuated all the contents inside."

"He also said that since he doesn't want to wear clothes, then don't wear them. That's why he got the appearance in front of him. He asked for it himself. There are very few people like him who don't have to be tortured after entering the inkstone washers. Don't stay well. You must find fault."

Living like this is worse than death, but he doesn't even have the qualifications to die.

When Huanhua County received the imperial decree, after talking with Yan Yun, she understood in her heart that Emperor Qianding valued this person very much, and he would not die until his goal was achieved.

"Bring me a chair, please."

Su Rao said something to Xi Yanwei, and soon, the chair was moved, she sat on it, someone immediately opened the cell and went in, brought a bucket of cold water and poured him all over.

The coolness hit, and the man raised his head slowly.

A pair of despairing eyes looked at Su Rao through the frizzy hair and the railing, without any emotion, as if looking at a stone or a tree.

"Fortunately for you, it's rare that there are noble people who can think of you, so you should cooperate well."

After Xi Yanwei finished speaking, he left the cell, cupped his hands to Su Rao and said, "I don't want to disturb Ya Chi, I'll take my leave first."

Su Rao nodded slightly.

After the person left, there were only two of them left here, one was disheveled and tied to the wall, the other was sitting leisurely, looking at him quietly.

"Let me introduce myself first."

Su Rao smiled and said: "My surname is Su, Su Fengyan Su, who came to Shengjing three months ago, and now the official worships Beijing Southwest Road for punishment."

As soon as her voice came out, her absent-minded eyes suddenly tightened, and gradually became focused. After staring at her for a long time, she finally said: "Su Fengyan..."

"You are his and Xie Chan's daughter..."

He hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, and his hoarse tone sounded awkward.

"It seems that you have a good memory. This is the best way, and it is more convenient when reminiscing about the old days."

There was an unfathomable meaning in Su Rao's eyes.

She said she was here to catch up on the old days, so she really came to catch up on the old days. She sat on a chair and talked with Shi Ping for more than half an hour, and then she got up to say goodbye. After the Yanyan guard sent her away, someone went to report to the commander conversation.

"She spent a lot of time visiting the prison, asking all trivial things, and she didn't know what she was trying to do."

"So you are not as good as her."

After the man said this in a deep voice, he turned around and continued the 'game' in his hands. The screams were surrounded by stone walls and could never reach the outside world.

Su Rao rode back on the horse.

Along the way, the conversation with Shi Ping was reflected in her mind. Shi Ping said that the reason why he framed his father was that he blocked his promotion, and it was out of personal grievances. There are some clues.

Fu's killing of father is probably related to Shi Ping's case.

Not just because of the old grievances between the two parties.

The fact that she went to wash the inkstone to visit cannot be concealed, and it will soon be heard by His Majesty, and it depends on His Majesty's reaction and decision.

This case must be investigated after all.

Qing Deng took Xiao Nan to the palace to serve Ji, Yuan Zheng Wang and his wife moved back to the palace, Su Rao naturally could no longer come in and out at will, so as not to provoke gossip.

Gu Cheng, Xun Zeli and others went back to their homes.

Xiao San and the others were sent out of Beijing.

After such a long time, suddenly there was no one around Su Rao, she was still a little uncomfortable for a while, she had a simple meal for dinner, just when she was bored, she suddenly remembered that she could use this spare time to send the thank you gift to Lu Heng.

Lu Heng is not in the mansion.

She handed the things to the concierge, led the horse and walked slowly among the crowd, feeling the long-lost excitement and calm, walking along the river, row upon row of teahouses, bursting with music.

Su Rao found a music workshop at random, handed the horse over to Xiao Er, and walked quickly up to the third floor.

The building was overcrowded, and only the table by the window was vacant. She walked over and asked, "Brother, is there anyone here?"

The young man was looking out the window, and said without turning his head when he heard the sound, "Nobody."

"That's disturbing."

After Su Rao sat down, a waiter immediately followed her and asked with a smile, "What would you like to eat, sir?"

"Let's have a pot of Nurhong, and prepare three or two side dishes, with a stronger taste."

"Got it."

The waiter quickly went to pass the dishes, Su Rao rested her chin and looked behind the curtain in the hall, a girl was holding a pipa in her arms and playing "Zhao Jun's Complaint", which was sad and mournful.

Everyone whispered gossip, only a few people listened seriously.

Tap from time to time to get in tune.

As soon as the song ended, the side dishes and drinks were served on the table, and the curtain fell silent. The tune started again, and it was the kind of petty appeal. When Su Rao passed by the waiter, she threw a piece of silver to him, "Let the musician change the song." Come on."

The waiter accepted it with a smile, "What does the guest officer want to hear?"

"The Song of Drunk Return."

In the old days, when singing and dancing in Nikou Lane was peaceful, those pipa girls liked to play this piece the most. The fragrance of wine filled their sleeves, and guests didn't want to return. She just wanted to get drunk.

The waiting hall enters the curtain, the music pauses, and after a while, the strings move and the music drops, and the style has been greatly changed.

Su Rao poured herself a glass.

Just as he was about to drink, the opposite party suddenly stretched out a hand, "Together?"

She looked along that hand, and the young man turned around at some point, and looked at her faintly, seeing that she was silent, and asked again: "Does the girl lack drinking friends? If you don't mind, add me one."

Su Rao was silent for a moment, then knocked the wine bowl on the rim of his bowl, "Very good, sir."

She drank it all.

Seeing this, the young man finished drinking at the same time, then took the flagon naturally, and refilled each of them. The two did not exchange names, and even had no extra words, one after another.

After drinking, let the waiter take it again.

The sound of the song falls, and the night falls.

Bright lights filled the river, guests went and came, and the people around them changed one after another, and there were many empty wine jars in front of them.

The two just drank casually at first.

Drinking to the end seemed like a rivalry, and always maintained the same speed. Su Rao drank the last one, and was rarely drunk. She smiled at the young man, "My lord is huge."

"You're not bad either."

To be able to drink with him like this is a huge amount.

The young man hooked the corner of his mouth.

Su Rao smiled and said, "It's almost time, I should go."

"it is good."

The young man nodded, "Girl, if you still want to find someone to drink with next time, come here, maybe you can have a drink with someone."