Sometimes the palace is sunny

Chapter 100
The sneezing alarmed Tunan who was hugging the quilt, she turned around with a concerned look on her face:
"Girl, you are suffering from the cold."

Zhao Surui wanted to wave his hand, but he was still reluctant to part with the small heater in his arms. He sniffed and said in a disdainful tone:
"It's my poor health, not the cold."

Tunan was helpless, turned around and continued to arrange the bedding.

Looking at her movements, Zhao Surui shrank back again.

Today is the third day he stayed in the prison, the patrolling censor naturally didn't dare to neglect him, he insisted on living in the prison, the man wished he could move his whole house to him, but it was still cold.

A cell, after all, is a cell.

Even if this room has a window that can be ventilated, it is winter again, and there is less musty smell, it still makes Zhao Surui, who is used to rich clothes and rich food, feel unbearably filthy.

On the first night, he was covered with thick cotton pads and brand-new quilts, but he could still smell the stench coming out of the cracks in the bricks like vines and crawling on his body.

It was a smell that couldn't be described in words. Blood stains, defecation, tears, darkness and dust mixed together in one place, even if it was rinsed with clean water [-] times and covered with a foot of loess, it might not be enough. This breath cannot be completely covered up.

Even though he was born into a family of gold and jade, it's not true that Zhao Surui has never suffered at all.

Of course, he didn't think it was his fault because he insisted on going to jail and waiting for Shen Sanwai to rescue him.

Not bad.

"She is enjoying being the emperor, and still mocking me for using power? Humph!"

"girl!"

Zhao Surui was a little full after eating, and hiccupped, watching her busy there.

There is a sassy and generous mother who really loves her daughter.

Zhao Surui stopped what he was doing, and looked up at her.

The woman didn't come out just now.

Zhao Surui didn't say a word, just gnawed on the mutton.

This time the mutton is very light, the soup is white and the meat is tender, as if it has just been boiled in water in a pot, but it is full of fragrance. The bamboo food box is carefully padded with cotton cloth, and the soup is still hot when it comes out. Yes, Zhao Surui didn't pick and choose, took a big sip, and immediately felt that all the acupoints on his body were ventilated.

Upon seeing Tu Nan, Zhao Surui's eyes widened.

The water in the copper pot boiled quickly. Tunan took a paper bag and opened it, put the chicken tongue fragrance inside into the pot, and poured water again.

"Tunan!"

This step is also correct, the Zhuangzi is still the Zhuangzi of the Xie family in name, and the two wastes of the Xie family are still the masters in name, so we must guard against someone making trouble with them.

Zhao Surui raised his eyes and saw a woman in an old padded jacket carrying a small bundle and dragging her legs, walking behind the jailer into the depths of the cell.

"What you say shall prevail."

On such a sleepless night, Zhao Surui lay on the bed, the only thing he could think about was Shen Sanwa.

Tunan is the opposite... still the same as Shen Sanwau.

The jailer had been beaten by Shangfeng before, so he never dared to be rude to him, but it was like that, even the pot of water was not good.

"Girl got angry last night, and got windy in the morning. Drinking something that moisturizes dryness and warms stomach is good for your body."

Zhao Surui took a sip of the wine, ate two more bites of meat, and his posture when sitting on the bed became casual.

Finally, he took out a few more apples, and Tunan's baggage was completely empty.

There is a father who is very talented, open-minded and not pedantic.

Zhao Surui called out to stop him.

From Zhuangzi to Shen's house, he, Zhao Surui, laid the foundation. A Chi can try his best to defend it for him, but he may not be able to defend it.

bah bah bah!
The more he thought about it, the more angry he felt. There were three braziers in the cell, which made him even hotter.

Wrapped in a quilt and sitting against the wall, for a while I felt sweaty and uncomfortable, and for a while I felt a cool breeze blowing from my temples to my head.

Compared with Tunan, A Chi is more obedient and obedient, and he is more considerate of his master. Although his mind is sometimes not clear enough, it doesn't matter. Just being obedient is comparable to others in the eyes of the emperor.

By the way, that chick-like little girl is called Sanliang.

"recidivist?"

A rare lunatic in the world, a traitor who is hard to find in ancient and modern times, stealing the throne and arbitrarily using imperial power...

A moment later, he rolled back again.

Once he thought of these people, Zhao Surui knew that the only person he could choose was Tu Nan.

"jailer."

"Yes!"

Thinking about it, Zhao Surui even had a picture in his mind - a man kneeled all the way from the gate of the yamen to the door of the cell. He, the majestic Emperor Zhaode, was sitting in the cell, pitifully disheveled and dressed in a dragon robe Shen Sanwas strode in to rescue him.

There are only scattered snow blown in by the wind accompanied by moonlight, and the footsteps of the guards patrolling back and forth in the cell aisle.

"Ma'am, what do you order?"

"Just use this."

Zhao Surui simply stood up and walked around the cell, exercising his muscles and giving himself something to do at the same time.

At this time, Zhao Surui felt that life was getting sad.

"Take care of everything, and let Xia He and the others not panic. If someone talks nonsense, just lock them up. If something happens, you and A Chi discuss it. If there is a dispute between the two of you..."

Not Xia He and Liu Tianxing, but Qingying who embroiders day and night for the two children, Xiao Bao who works hard to learn words every day for Mrs. Zhang, and the men, women and children who happily wait for the practice to eat meat every day at Zhuangzi... that The little girl who was waiting outside the Zhuangzi to bring the broth home was also called into the Zhuangzi to help.

In addition to this mutton dish, there are four small dishes, which are jelly pork trotters, cured cabbage head, clear garlic sprouts, fried lotus root slices with dried plums and vegetables, and the staple food is hot noodle cakes.

The jailer kicked the woman to stop her talking nonsense.

Compared with his queen mother who covered her eyes and refused to see, covered her ears and refused to listen, and dreamed of wanting him to die for the emperor's brother.

"Oh, sir, did I come to the wrong place? Why is there such a place for immortals in this prison?"

Compared with his superficially open-minded father, who is suspicious and has a good reputation, and refuses to believe him until his death.

"girl?"

"Who was that woman just now? Why didn't she come out with you?"

"In addition, the servant girl also asked Pei Feng to send the Xie brothers back to Yanjing. Young Master Shen originally said that he would go back to Zhuangzi for the winter solstice, but I also asked someone to stop him."

Zhao Surui frowned, it's fine for the jailer to discipline the prisoners, why even beat those who came to visit the prison?He made up his mind to teach the jailer a lesson. After a while, there was a sound of iron chains not far away. Then, the jailer came out humming a song, shaking the key in his hand.

There was no one in the cell to talk to him, and there were no thousands of enemy leaders for him to chop.

Zhao Surui suddenly felt tired, and he leaned back, but his head hit the wall.

It's all because Shen Sanfei's body is too useless!snort!

Unfortunately, she became like this.

Tunan cleaned the cell again and lit the spices she had brought.

After eating and drinking enough, he wiped his hands and face clean, and combed his hair again. Zhao Surui felt a sense of rebirth as a human being, and looked at Tu Nan more pleasingly than before.

The jailer bent over, showing his yellow teeth in a smile: "Ma'am, you are joking, then Mrs. Shi just couldn't survive outside and went to the prison to make a living. There are many people like this in the sidewalk over there." Well, a mouthful of rancid swill and a stone house that can't be blown by the wind are much better than they live outside. It's just that most of the people who dawdle like this are men, and it's just such a woman who will stain the eyes of the lady if she doesn't pay attention Ma'am, forgive me."

"Tunan, if you stay in the city, who will the village be handed over to?"

Looking at the remnants of Shen Sanfei's youth left in the Shen family's mansion, Zhao Surui couldn't associate them with the sinister, cunning and mean Shen Sanwao.

Tu Nan looks obedient, but she doesn't look like a girl in her bones. In this regard, she really looks like Shen Sanwaste.

Of course, what pleased Zhao Surui the most was the braised lamb chops brought by Tunan.

Shen Sanwas has a pair of good parents that he never dreamed of.

Zhao Surui waved his hand, and let Tunan come closer.

But no matter how carefully he was taken care of, Zhao Surui still felt that he had caught a cold, not only sneezing, but also a little cold.

But at the moment Zhao Surui made his decision, he thought of the people who are still in Shen's house and Zhuangzi.

Martial arts practice requires hardship, and being a prince and emperor is not all about peace and comfort, not to mention that he has also been on the battlefield, eating and living with soldiers on the grasslands and deserts in the northwest for half a year.

The next day Tunan really brought a brand new quilt over and padded the wooden bed thickly.

The jailer laughed together: "Returning to Madam, that woman was a habitual criminal in our prison just now. She was just released for three days, and today she stole other people's tribute. She didn't even need to go to court, so she just beat her and threw her in."

"The servant changed Pei Feng back, and only let her go back alone, and didn't let Zhuangzi know about your news."

There is even a jug of warm rice wine.

Seeing that the broth and pancakes bought by the jailer from outside were not to my liking,

Thinking of seeing Shen Sanfei standing in front of Shen's house that day and weeping with his own body, Zhao Surui turned over angrily, not caring about the smell anymore.

When he woke up the next day, he found that the charcoal basin had been turned off, and most of the quilt on his body had fallen to the ground. As soon as he sat up, Zhao Surui felt dizzy for a while.

When Tunan appeared in the cell with a big burden on his back, he saw "my girl" circling in the cell with her hair on her back, with withered grass and leaves on her feet, and wrinkled clothes on her body.

"Pretentious, and shed tears!"

Zhao Surui took a deep breath, and smelled a heavy aloof aroma, completely different from the usual floral and fruity aroma.

"Hiss! What a shitty place! Bring me more bedding tomorrow!"

Looking at the little girl who was listening quietly with lowered eyes, Zhao Surui frowned.

Probably knowing that he disliked the smell in this cell, sachets were sewn to the four corners of the mattress.

Seeing that he was eating well, Tunan looked around again. There was a copper pot and a fine white porcelain cup in the cell. The water in the copper pot was still hot, but the water in the fine white porcelain cup was already cold. Poured out the water in the cup, took out a set of azure tea set from the bag and a small copper pot, put the azure tea set on the empty wooden table, poured water into the small copper pot, put it on on the brazier.

Zhao Surui frowned:

"Has she been stealing?"

It's just that at that time, either I was physically tired and mentally unable to care about whether it was suffering or not, or I was enthusiastically talking about tactics and killing enemies with people, even if it was hard, I was happy.

Holding the small incense plate, Tu Nan smiled and said, "Agarwood is better used here to remove filth and ward off evil spirits. If the girl is not used to smelling it, I will replace it with your favorite orange fragrance when I come tomorrow."

The jailer opened the door of the cell, and Tunan brought "her" a change of clothes and the book she was reading.

"Will Shen Sanwaste be able to save me? What if she puts on an emperor's airs and scoops me up directly? Wouldn't that make me an impatient man, and rely on her to rescue me as an emperor? "

Zhao Surui turned his head to look in the direction where the woman was being held.

But nothing was seen.

　Siri Zhao: It's hard!I am the emperor!Why choose a disobedient one? !
　　In theory, there is another update, which is difficult to write. It may be available tomorrow morning. After all, the last time I went to bed was at five o'clock this morning, so I may not be able to stay up all night.

　　He raised his hand and touched the top of his head which was getting sparser day by day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)