The villain queen she is wrong

Zhou Chengjing's little guard was about to draw his sword, but he shook his head slightly to signal him not to be impulsive.

The two were taken away, but the little guard and Qinglian were ignored, they were worried and wanted to follow, but under the signal of the husband and wife, they reluctantly left.

Why not directly reveal their identities, the main reason is that there are many people here, and a group of people from the Jianghu are afraid of causing unnecessary trouble if they reveal their identities.

All the way to the cell, the inside was very dark and chaotic, with one hand protruding from the crack of the door, the prisoners locked in the cell were all unkempt, and there was even a stench coming, they kept shouting Seeing me being wronged, Xie Jintang covered his mouth and nose, startled by this scene.

The officials took them to a cell, but there were still people locked up inside. Jun Fu was locked up with them, and the rest of the Yanmen Sect were locked in the cell diagonally opposite them.

"Be honest with me, and wait for the adults to interrogate." The official did not forget to warn them before leaving.

This cell was much cleaner than the ones that came in at the beginning. The floor was covered with straw, and there was a very simple bed on the inside, with a few stones on the bottom and a wooden plank on the top. There was an old quilt on the bed, and three Just worn out ceramic bowls and a urinal in the corner.

Not counting them, there are three men inside, one of them is unkempt, hugging his legs without saying a word, sitting alone in the corner with his head buried in his thighs, the other is lying on the bed, probably sleeping, and cannot be seen for the time being. What does it look like, because his face is facing the wall, and the other one is very young, wearing a whitish long gown, with a handsome appearance, he looks like a scholar, and a frightened expression can be seen on his face.

After coming in, Jun Fu sat cross-legged against the wall and closed his eyes to rest his mind, but he held the sword tightly in his hand.

She and Zhou Chengjing also found a cleaner place to sit down and whisper.

According to Zhou Chengjing's meaning, Qin An, the little guard, would find a way to rescue them, so don't worry, just wait quietly, her heart is finally settled, so naturally she doesn't worry anymore.

After a while, a yamen servant walked up the corridor between the prisons, carrying a large bucket in his hand.

He was not polite at all, and even said impatiently: "New here, hurry up and get your job."

Soon the yamen servants stopped in front of the prison where the Yanmen sect was being held diagonally opposite, and handed out ceramic bowls to them one by one.

I don't know how long it took before he came to the prison where Xie Jintang and the others were being held. With a "bang", he slammed down the big barrel in his hand.

"You newcomers, hurry up and get your jobs." He pointed at the few of them in the prison, and yelled impatiently.

Immediately afterwards, he took out three rough pottery bowls and put them directly on the ground, regardless of whether they would take them or not, and strode away.

Although it was not necessary, Xie Jintang went over and took two, but Jun Fu sat there without moving at all, as if he had fallen asleep.

In the originally quiet cell, an old and vigorous voice suddenly sounded, and he said out of boredom, "Young man, you are still stubborn here, why, can't you go hungry? There is no bowl, and those yamen servants who give out food will not give it to you." You eat, learn from that little lady, bow your head when you should."

Xie Jintang, who was poked, expressed a little embarrassment. The person who was talking was the one lying on the bed, but what followed was strange. This person was facing the wall and had never turned around. How could he know all this? It made Zhou Chengjing look at the old man more, his eyes thoughtful.

Jun Fu didn't speak, but the old man continued to speak, sighing.

"Your stubborn temper is exactly the same as the one on the ground when you first came here. You young people, what's the use of being stubborn, you can't get out if you come here."

For a moment, I didn't know whether he was talking about the scholar who was afraid, or the one with unkempt hair and face like a beggar, but from the meaning of his words, it could be heard that he had been in here for a long time, so he decided that once he entered here, he would not be able to get out up.

Jun Fu finally opened his mouth, with a bit of disdain in his eyes, he said casually: "Old man, do you think this cell can trap me?"

"Yo, you're not young but you're pretty big." The old man suddenly got up from the bed, glanced at Jun Fu in the corner, and said mockingly.

But this aroused the old man's great interest in Jun Fu, because he hadn't seen such an arrogant kid for a long time, so he inquired intentionally or unintentionally: "Boy, what did you do to get caught?"

Jun Fu glanced at the old man with a strange expression on his face, let out a cold snort, and asked without changing his face, "What does it have to do with you?"

"You have a personality, the old man likes you." This did not make the old man less interested in Jun Fu at all, but instead showed a hint of admiration, and said with a smile.

As a bystander, Xie Jintang was stunned when he heard this. Could it be that this old man has mental problems after being closed for too long? This guy is so rebellious, but the old man is not only not angry but also likes it?

She clicked her tongue, a little puzzled, but precisely because of this, the old man's eyes suddenly focused on her and Zhou Chengjing, and those piercing eyes were looking them up and down.

After a long time, the old man pointed at Zhou Chengjing, smiled blankly, and said calmly, "You, it's not easy."

Nonsense, he is an emperor, can it be not simple, but the old man can say this, it means that he is not simple.

"It's just a grassroots." Zhou Chengjing denied it coldly.

Seeing his calm appearance, the old man's eyes flashed with admiration, he nodded in satisfaction, and said to himself: "Well, you are more polite than that boy."

Afterwards, he asked, "Why did you two come in?"

Xie Jintang was so surprised that the old man could tell at a glance that the two of them were husband and wife, so much so that he looked at the old man with a surprised expression.

"Old man, how do you know that we are husband and wife?" She asked curiously.

The old man smiled, and said triumphantly: "You think I am old at this age, the old man's eyes are sharp."

"Actually, we don't know why we were arrested, but there is a high probability—" When talking about this matter, she was a little depressed, shaking her head and said in a low mood. She stopped halfway through the talk and glanced at the opposite side. Jun in the corner glanced at him.

Jun Fu probably sensed it, and immediately disregarded the relationship, and said casually: "I have nothing to do with you being arrested."

"So, you are not in the same group." The old man nodded thoughtfully, touched his chin, and only confirmed a little.

The scholar-like young man actually spoke at this moment, he frowned, and he could hear excitement in his tone: "I heard that a pair of Jiangyang thieves appeared in the capital recently. It is said that they are husband and wife. The characteristic is that they are good-looking. Those who have a disadvantage in virtue."

After finishing speaking, the other people in the prison turned their gazes to the two of them in unison, with a bit of inquiry, even the man who had been keeping his head silent all this time couldn't help but look up at the two of them.

For a while, Xie Jintang was a little embarrassed, um, they are not some gangsters, these people don't think they are, ah, what a damn misunderstanding, is it wrong to look good, and the official who arrested them is really hateful .

"Well, we're not gangsters." She smiled mischievously, and quickly denied it.

But the old man said: "The length is really unusual."

She took this as a compliment to them, but don't think of them as robbers.

The scholar-like young man guessed: "Perhaps those people regard you and your husband as gangsters. Many young and beautiful young women have been arrested these days."

She asked Zhou Chengjing in a low voice if he knew about this matter, but the other party shook his head, they didn't know what even the prisoners in the prison knew, whether he was lying or someone was lying, but the person in front of him didn't have to lie, Therefore, she couldn't help but look at Zhou Chengjing, and as expected, the face of the person next to her was particularly ugly, and she guessed the reason, but why should such a thing be concealed.

"Then do you know how long this Jiangyang bandit has been around?" Zhou Chengjing asked with an ugly expression.

Hearing this, the scholar frowned and thought about it, and after a long time, he began to answer his words: "About a month or so, I heard that the theft was all ill-gotten gains, so no one dared to report it to the authorities, but later the two Accidentally bumped into by a watchman, and even murdered him. The next day, someone reported to the official, and the matter finally came to an end. However, which of these official servants would take this matter seriously, it was mostly perfunctory Things, no, there are countless suspects coming in and out of the prison these days, and before you came in, they were just released five or six times."

When he talked about the latter, he became agitated, obviously resentful, and resented those officials who were not doing things well.

After listening, Zhou Chengjing's face became darker, and Xie Jintang quickly held his hand to express his comfort.

Zhou Chengjing was a little depressed. He thought he could cover the sky with one hand, but there was still someone behind the scene who was making small moves. After he got out, he would definitely investigate this matter thoroughly, but why this person in front of him knew so much, this made him a little more suspicious.

The next second, the man scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and said with a shy smile, "Actually, I heard these from the suspects who were arrested. I don't know if it's true or not."

In this way, he let go of his doubts.

"People from the government are really useless, they can't even catch a gangster, just catch some innocent people." Jun Fu suddenly said sarcastically, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"You can't say that, it's really a cunning gangster, not to mention, if caught, those who have stolen their ill-gotten gains will be anxious because of this, maybe they are blocking it." Hearing this, the scholar Unexpectedly shook his head to express disapproval of his words, touched his chin, and analyzed it very carefully.

These words are indeed reasonable, those people may be moths in the court, if the Jiangyang thief is caught and then confesses this list, the government will order a thorough investigation to the end, and maybe those dirty things and ill-gotten gains will be involved The source, it has been said that the ill-gotten wealth must have been obtained by improper means, and it is no wonder that Zhou Chengjing was kept from it. Maybe it was done by those moths. how long.

The old man continued to lie back on the bed, crossed his legs uncomfortably, and said casually: "Well, this matter is for the government to worry about. What are we prisoners who are locked in worrying about?"

Then he comforted them both: "Don't worry too much, both of you husband and wife. According to usual experience, you will be released after four or five days."

"Uncle Lin's words are justified." The scholar nodded in agreement.

"Oh, rely on the government? I'm afraid I won't be able to catch anyone in my next life." Jun Fu said in a strange way.

For some reason, Xie Jintang only felt that this person was inexplicably hostile to the people in the government. Could it be that he was hostile to the people in the government because he was arrested for no reason?But her intuition told her that it wasn't that simple, otherwise this person would be too small-minded, so there must be something she didn't know about.

However, what he said made sense. This group of people didn't bother to arrest people at all, otherwise so many innocent people would not have been arrested as suspects.

"Little brother, you don't have to be so hostile to the people in the government. In this world, there are honest officials and there are treacherous officials. Maybe Your Majesty doesn't know about this. Hearing that our Majesty is a virtuous man, he will definitely arrest this thief and bring him to justice." "The scholar couldn't hear him slandering the officials so much, so he blushed and retorted, and said solemnly, the admiration on his face when he talked about His Majesty was almost gone.

I didn't expect to hear praises for Zhou Chengjing in prison. It seems that he is sure that he has managed the country well.

But this person's guess was really accurate, and he really didn't know about it.

Looking at Zhou Chengjing's reaction, he seemed a little shy.

"Tsk, then tell me how you were locked in. Look at your frail body, don't tell me you committed a crime." Jun Fu snorted coldly and asked casually.

Speaking of this, indeed, he was wronged, no, the scholar blushed again, and wanted to refute but couldn't speak.

Jun Fu's eyes were full of sarcasm and disdain, he sneered again, and asked abruptly: "I've got nothing to say, guilt or guilt depends entirely on their mouths, what's the use of such a government?"

Heh, it's normal to have supporters after they're all rotten.

Listening to the debate between the two, the couple next to them didn't know how to feel for a while.

She knew that Zhou Chengjing had always wanted to be a wise king, and he was always going in the opposite direction. He was really working hard, but some rotten roots were buried too deep. It was the Taizu who had already started, and Zhou Chengjing had only been on the throne for four years. There is no such thing as one step to the sky. Everything has to be done step by step. If it is buried too deep, it will not be easy to find.

She saw the flash of self-blame on Zhou Chengjing's face, and Xie Jintang's heart ached so much that she held his hand even tighter.

"I don't blame you, how long have you been on the throne, and how long has their family lasted." She comforted softly.