Sometimes the palace is sunny

Chapter 103 Good Bodhisattva

The elbows grilled out of Tunan thick oil red sauce seem to be more delicious than before.

Taking a mouthful of the stewed meat skin, Zhao Surui felt that his mouth was covered, and when the whole mouthful of meat was eaten, he took another big mouthful, until half of his face was smeared. Oil.

Several jailers saw it outside, and almost drooled with greed.

Tunan tied up the bamboo in his hand and erected it to form a frame around the bed, and spread a light blue curtain on the top.

Zhao Surui took the time to glance at it, but was not satisfied, so he didn't say anything after all.

After all, his body is a woman, and if Tunan can try to cover it up for him, he has to boast about his carefulness.

It was good to have this tent, but only after he lived in the cell did he realize that the torches in this cell were never extinguished all day long, and at night the wind blows and the fire shakes people's shadows, which is really tormenting.

After setting up the curtain, Tu Nan got off the bed and poured out a bowl of winter bamboo shoot soup stewed with winter bamboo shoots and pickled vegetables for the "my girl".

"Girl, drink some soup, don't hurt your spleen and stomach."

Zhao Surui raised his head and glanced at it, brought it over and drank it in one gulp, poured the diced bamboo shoots and dried shrimps into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and continued to gnaw on the elbow.

Tunan looked around, and it took her a few days to find that the cell looked much better than before.

In fact, this is also because the Xuncheng censor surnamed Yu is indeed a cowardly man, knowing that the "Shen family" has an extraordinary background and backed by Xichang, he did not dare to neglect at all, so he asked someone to vacate the cell that night A dark room was cleaned and used as a latrine for "Shen Shi", and several jailers were also driven to the latrine outside to solve both big and small emergencies.

Otherwise, just eating, drinking and defecating in the same place can suffocate that delicate person to death.

"Mrs. Shen, let me refill the charcoal basin for you."

The young man stood respectfully at the door of the cell wearing the jailer's short jacket, Zhao Surui glanced at him and nodded.

The jailer came in with a basket of charcoal, and worked carefully, using wooden tongs to clamp the charcoal piece by piece into the charcoal basin.

Tunan glanced at him, and when he turned back, he saw "my girl" looking at the food in front of him with some embarrassment.

It doesn't mean you can't eat it.

He wants to appreciate things, but he is reluctant to eat the food in his mouth.

Tu Nan sighed in his heart, and took out a few pancakes wrapped in oil paper from the bundle he brought, which contained lard residue, diced meat and shredded cabbage, and sandwiched an ingot of broken silver between his fingers Passing it along with the cake, she smiled and said:
"Excuse me, this is what our wife gave you."

The jailer was so flattered that he quickly took it with both hands. With more weight in his hands, he smiled more vividly:

"Miss, you're welcome. My youngest surname is Qian. Everyone in this prison calls me Qian Xiaowu. Madam, if you have any orders, just call me!"

Tunan glanced at his girl again, smiled and said to the jailer named Qian Xiaowu:

"My wife is not difficult to serve..."

"I know, I know! Girl, don't worry, the master outside has explained it."

The so-called "outsiders" are naturally people from Xichang. Tunan knew it well, and calculated that "my girl"'s pork knuckles were about to be eaten, so he mixed water in the copper basin and added two extra drops of fragrant dew.

After cleaning his hands and face, Zhao Surui waved his hand to tell Tu Nan to leave quickly. When Tu Nan really left, after a while, he became bored again.

Emperor Zhaode, who had always been ignorant of his knowledge, specially asked his servant girl to bring in books that would help him understand boredom, but he was too lazy to read, he wanted to sleep, his stomach was still round.

After walking around the cell for a few times, Zhao Surui raised his eyes and looked outside, the little jailer was sitting in the corner far away from the fire pit just now, and the two older guards were eating the cakes Tunan gave out while warming themselves .

When talking, cake crumbs will be sprayed out.

Zhao Surui rolled his eyes and kicked on the railing:
"Qian Xiaowu, come here for me."

"Yes!"

The little jailer hurried over: "Madam, what orders do you have?"

Looking at the young man through the railing, Zhao Surui waved his hand casually:
"I'm bored here, come in and find a way to relieve my boredom."

The tone of his speech was really domineering to the extreme, but who let Emperor Zhaode be hidden in this skin?If he was in the palace, the four eunuchs who would have the opportunity to entertain him in front of him would be the four eunuchs who could shake the palace walls even if they walked two steps in the palace.

Qian Xiaowu said with some embarrassment: "Madam, a villain, a villain will not entertain people."

The two guards over there were already snorting and laughing, and one of the broad-faced and strong guards opened his mouth to say something, but was stopped by the people around him.

I also know that what he wants to say is afraid of some dirty words.

It was only then that Zhao Surui realized that there was something wrong with his words, he sat down on the padded chair, and raised his chin to Qian Xiaowu:

"Then set up a stool and sit there."

Qian Xiaowu was naturally happy. There were three or four braziers in the cell where Mrs. Shen lived. There was no warmer place in the cell. He moved a wooden stool and sat down with his hands on his lap, looking obedient Coincidentally.

"how old are you?"

"Returning to Madam, the villain is seventeen this year."

"How long have you been a jailer?"

"It was only last March."

"How did you become a jailer?"

"The villain, the villain's father is a jailer. If my father asked me to be a jailer, I will be."

Zhao Surui nodded.

Jail guards and yamen servants are all low-ranking servants, and they are among them, and most of them are fathers and sons who inherit their father's business.

The woman in front of her was beautiful in appearance and extraordinary in demeanor, she looked like a noble person made of gold, jade and ice sculptures, Qian Xiaowu lowered his head and did not dare to lift his eyes.

Leaning on the top chair, Zhao Surui held the small hand stove in his hand:

"What kind of murderer did you see when you were a jailer?"

Qian Xiaowu almost buried his head in his navel, and said in a muffled voice:

"I've seen it before. Last winter, there was a murderer who killed a family of four. He was detained by us for a few days before being transferred to the Ministry of Criminal Justice."

Killed a family of four?
Zhao Surui was immediately very interested: "But that one named Sun? He killed four members of the suffering master's family, young and old, because of financial disputes?"

"It's more than that! They didn't even let go of their big yellow dog."

Speaking of these cases, Qian Xiaowu also forgot to restrain himself:
"I didn't expect Madam to know about it. That's right. Everyone in Yanjing City is aware of this incident. They are all saying that Chen Dalang's family is suffering. They obviously borrowed money out of good intentions, but they were killed instead. For eight taels of silver, four A human life, a dog's life."

While talking, Qian Xiaowu sighed and shook his head.

"It's not just as simple as eight taels of silver." This kind of murder happened in Yanjing City again, and the Ministry of Criminal Justice, Dali Temple, Metropolitan Procuratorate, and Jinyiwei all had to submit papers. Zhao Surui had read it so many times, even though he stayed in the deep palace. , knows more than someone like Qian Xiaowu who once faced the murderer face to face.

"That murderer, Sun...Sun, is a gambler. Originally, the family also had some property. They sold their sons and daughters for bad gambling. Chen Dalang and his family are old friends. The purpose of borrowing money from him was to help him reform his past. He made a comeback, but he didn’t expect Sun to gamble badly after making money, not only lost all his new family fortune, but also owed usury of more than a dozen taels of silver, and he really lost his fortune.”

Recalling the documents he saw at the beginning, Zhao Surui was amazed. The gambling house was cunning, the usury was fierce, and the murderer wanted to kill the only good person. Some people's hearts in this world are really dirty even if they are thrown into a cesspit.

Qian Xiaowu could also hear it clearly: "I, I thought it was Chen Dalang who was forcing the debt!"

Zhao Surui sneered: "Pingping Liangmin's family, who dares to force debts against gamblers?"

The two of them chatted for a while, but they became a little more acquainted than before. Zhao Surui was always tolerant to obedient people, and took a box of dried dates that he didn't like from the snack box left by Tu Nan. Glancing at Qian Xiaowu, Qian Xiaowu quickly put his hands through the fence and let him pour two handfuls of dried dates inside.

"If I had known that Sun Hu was such a good-for-nothing, I wouldn't have served him food and water. Madam is really knowledgeable and knows everything."

"Hmph, that's not all I know?" Looking at the brazier, Zhao Surui grabbed the pine nuts himself, and wanted to eat them, but put them back because his stomach was full.

He looked at Qian Xiaowu again: "Since you can even remember the prisoner from more than a year ago, Hu Hui, who was killed by me, has always been evil. You know him too, right?"

Holding dried dates in his hand, Qian Xiaowu raised his eyes carefully, and then looked at the two older jailers behind him. The two were talking and ignored them.

"I know." He said, "Hu Hui is a frequent visitor to our place. He has been doing things like stealing money and things. There are many secret doors and outside doors on the front street of Guanyin Temple. He always keeps an eye on them. It is said that those women themselves are not innocent, and they dare not say that they have suffered a disadvantage."

Zhao Surui sneered: "Not innocent? If he really dared to be a gangster and was wanted in nine provinces, I would give him a high opinion, but he turned out to be a scumbag who murdered, murdered, and robbed women and children. I don't understand anymore."

Seeing "Ms. Shen" who came out of the pile of gold and jade speak murderously, which was more terrifying than any gangster, Qian Xiaowu was so frightened that he shut his mouth.

After a while, he said again:
"We all know that Hu Hui is a dirty seed, but we are not alone in this kind of situation. When the previous master was here, he wanted to deal with this Hu Hui, and he searched for people everywhere to find evidence of his crime, but he Those women who bullied didn't dare to say anything at all, they were all making dirty money in private, and some things were endured, and if they were to be torn apart, no one would end well."

"A good end? What a good end? The Xuncheng Censor is appointed every year, and one after another, he tolerates and raises traitors. After all, he killed a person. Is this a good end?"

Zhao Surui glanced at Qian Xiaowu, then looked at several jailers not far away, and then at the gate of the cell farther away, he was very clear in his heart that these words were not something that the melon-like jailer could come up with. Someone must have taught him, just to let him get out of this cell.

Qian Xiaowu shrank his head, and dared not say anything again.

He doesn't speak, but Zhao Surui has something to say.

"You don't have to think about persuading me to go back. I killed people in court, and my crime is unforgivable. If this matter doesn't come to fruition, I will sit here in prison! Or, transfer the file to the Ministry of punishment and cut me off. It’s just that before chopping off, you have to explain clearly what Hu Hui did in the past one by one, and how your past censors have covered up the city and how you have not investigated the case. Heh, I would like to see how many kneeling beside me on the beheading platform!"

Qian Xiaowu was born as a lowly servant, and his neighbors are mostly low-class people. It's not like he hasn't seen those shrews leaning on the door frame with their hips crossed and cursing the street.

But it was the first time he saw a woman who sat on the top chair and directly scolded the official.

Zhao Surui scolded heartily, he was not the only one in this cell, soon, someone shouted from the depths of the cell:

"Where did the angel come from outside? It's hard to speak!"

"This is not a fairy, it is clearly a heavenly king, hahahaha!"

The two older guards quickly stood up, picked up wooden sticks and "beat" the prisoners.

Turning around and coming back, one of the jailers spat when passing by Zhao Surui's cell:
"Get into trouble, bitch! Why didn't Hu Hui get killed together? The guy who pulled his skirt and took off his trousers caused all these troubles for us men..."

Before the jailer finished speaking, he suddenly screamed.

No one saw how this "Madam Shen" moved, only a piece of red-hot charcoal hit the jailer's face, causing him to howl endlessly.

For a moment, the entire cell fell silent.

The door of Zhao Surui's cell was not closed at all, it was just ajar, but at this time he kicked it open.

"As a jailer, you are paid by the imperial court, and you are doing an impartial business. How dare you say such words!"

Qian Xiaowu's eyes widened, seeing that "Ms. Shen" came out like a god, he couldn't help but took two steps back.

The jailer, whose face was scalded with blisters, fell to the ground a long time ago. When he saw "her", he couldn't help showing timidity in his heart: "You! You! You woman!"

"How about my woman? Isn't my woman a thousand times stronger than you?"

Zhao Surui kicked again, directly on the man's body.

Another jailer tried to stop him, but he directly pulled out his saber from his waist.

The knife pointed at the jailer's thick neck, Zhao Surui looked at him like a dead man:
"I have never heard that the jailers of the Great Yong Dynasty dared to threaten others with the misery of the suffering master. Come on, after you have finished what you just said, let me hear if I am frightened by you!"

Hearing the commotion inside, the patrolling guards outside and inside rushed out quickly, and were startled when they saw the scene in front of them.

The cell boss quickly took two steps forward:

"Mrs. Shen, you are a big man. Don't be as knowledgeable as this kind of slut. He drank too much dog urine last night and his mind is still confused. He definitely didn't mean to offend the woman."

"Don't." Zhao Surui smiled half-smile, staring at the jailer with good eyes, once the killing intent in his heart was aroused, he couldn't let it go.

"If you say it, it will be nailed to the wall. Listen to what you mean. You have been talking about Hu Hui's case these days, right? Huh? You have torn your skirt and taken off your trousers. You think a lot!"

He withdrew the point of the knife slightly, Qian Xiaowu saw that Madam Shen was about to stop, and hurriedly dragged the jailer out, unexpectedly, the palm carved out of white jade turned and pierced straight down, like a torn silk The sound sounded, and the steel knife pierced through the man's thigh directly, stabbing the man to the ground.

Blood splattered, and wailing began.

Zhao Surui looked at his blood-stained skirt, clapped his hands, and straightened up.

"Skirts and pants? What's the point of spreading such idiots? If you are bored in the future, just tell me how I castrated Hu Hui while he was still alive, and how I pierced such a class with a single knife." Slut with thighs, I like to look at skirts and pants so much, so I can see enough and think about it."

The jailer swallowed his saliva, not knowing what to say for a while.

In the past few days, it has been found out in the yamen that Mrs. Shen is the daughter of the former co-organizer and the second young lady of the Ning'anbo Mansion. West Factory is so well taken care of.

However, this woman hangs out with prostitutes again, and there is nothing unpleasant to say in the yamen.

Or it means that she is probably the old bustard behind the scenes, who killed Hu Hui for her own cash cow.

Or simply say that she is the adult who hooked up with Xichang without knowing what she did secretly, otherwise how could she be taken care of here.

Although these jailers are from humble backgrounds, it's not uncommon for them to touch the world with their mouths. In just two days, they spread all kinds of things about Shen's family vividly and fascinating people's imagination, especially the arrangement of how she was exiled from Ning'anbo's mansion to the outside world. And the joke about which eunuch in Xichang was used as a counter-feeder, that is really... It makes people feel itchy physically and mentally, wishing to roll on the bed and let the eunuch play with them, and it can also be exchanged for even the adults of the Procuratorate. Change the way to take care of the "blessing" that pleases you.

Now, the "blessing" that filled his head was really washed away by this murderous aura.

The woman stabbed the man's leg in half, and there was no fear on her face, and she could even smile.

Even the head of the prison who is used to seeing heavy prisoners feels chills in his heart when he sees this.

"Shen, Mrs. Shen, we have absolutely no intention of being contemptuous..."

"Is it?"

Zhao Surui looked at the cell boss.

Still laughing.

"I think you should have."

He looked at the prison boss, and the prison boss felt a chill in his heart.

I, we better be contemptuous of you.

But, then you stabbed him all, all?

Zhao Surui didn't care about the mess, turned around and went back to his cell, disgusted that there was blood all over the ground outside, he even closed the door.

Outside the door, the jailer lowered his voice: "Hurry up and drag him out! Which of you can talk to Mrs. Shen, be careful!"

The jailer who had been snatched away by "Madam Shen" quickly pointed at Qian Xiaowu.

"Boss Song! Mrs. Shen loves talking to Qian Xiaowu the most!"

"Qian Xiaowu stayed and wiped away the blood! The rest come out with me first!"

Qian Xiaowu's eyes widened in panic. When did Shen and Mrs. Shen start talking to him?Why doesn't he know?
In the cell, Zhao Surui was aroused by the blood to be domineering in his temper, he only felt that the cell was his territory, and seeing that only the raw and vegetable Qian Xiaowu was scrubbing the floor outside, he called out casually:

"come here."

Qian Xiaowu almost knelt down and looked in through the wooden bars of the cell.

Even though there was a wooden fence, he also knew that Mrs. Shen was locked inside, but Qian Xiaowu was terrified, and always felt that he was the one who was locked inside and used as a fish on the chopping board.

"Shen, Shen... Madam Shen."

"This cell is up and down, including the jailer and the prisoners. Tell me everything you know."

"...Yes~"

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Outside the Yamen of the Procuratorate, Fourth Sister Yu saw Fang Qien again.

"Boss Fang, do you come here whenever you have time?"

Fang Qien had a smile on his face: "There is a high-ranking lady in front of the emperor, and she is willing to assign me some errands that can leave the palace. How is your lady today?"

Fourth Sister Yu grinned: "That's not bad, Miss Ling brought a lot of things in."

Fang Qien frowned, "Miss Shen has been in prison for three or four days, and she hasn't complained yet?"

Fourth Sister Yu shook her head, and asked him back: "Boss Fang, the Emperor hasn't said anything all this time?"

Fang Qien didn't say a word.

The emperor said that he would leave the palace tomorrow, but he didn't come here, but to mourn Mrs. Yao.

"Just serve with all your heart, and don't let Mrs. Shen be wronged."

"Don't worry, Boss Fang... It's just that Mrs. Shen is a weak woman. It's not good to let her stay in that prison for a long time. Otherwise, we might as well move her to Beizhen Fusi. It's strong here."

They are also jailers. The guards in Beizhen Fusi are all from Jinyiwei, and they are much better than these ordinary jailers in terms of knowledge and skills.

Fang Qi'en glanced at him: "The emperor asked you to come to serve Mrs. Shen, not to let you take care of others."

Fourth Sister Yu lowered her head slightly: "I'm just afraid that Mrs. Shen will be wronged here."

"If Mrs. Shen is really wronged, it's because you didn't serve her well."

Fang Qi'en straightened his sleeves, and then took another look at the yamen of the procuratorate in Xicheng City.

"Beat the guards and servants inside, and don't let anything dirty and smelly dirty Shen's ears."

"Yes."

This chicken and mouse can never imagine that in the cell behind the yamen, the "weak girl" "Ms. Shen" is like a bully who has given birth to a tiger to go down the mountain. Walking in the corridor of the cell is like walking in the imperial garden of her own home. of.

Qian Xiaowu led the way, and the two arrived at a cell to sign the signature.

"Shi Shi?"

The woman paralyzed on the haystack looked up, only to see a lantern, and the jade face illuminated by the lantern.

"You are Shi Shi?" Zhao Surui took advantage of the light to look around, and then looked away. The depth of the cell was as cold as an ice cellar. If Qian Xiaowu hadn't said that the guards wanted to freeze Shi Shi to death in this prison, She was too lazy to go all the way.

"Come out, follow me, your cell will be next to mine from now on."

Shi rolled up slowly. The night she came, she found that the quilt she gave her was not a quilt but filled with reeds, and there was no charcoal. She fell ill from the cold overnight. Now she has a headache and a sore throat, and she can't even speak. there is none left.

She still wanted to take her quilt with her, Qian Xiaowu whispered: "Don't take things, let's go!"

Shi Shi glanced at him, but still hugged the quilt in her arms.

On the way back, it was Zhao Surui who was walking in front.

Although it was cold, his pace was unhurried, and he looked at the cells one by one.

Shi followed behind "her", struggling to move.

"what's your name?"

"Shi...Shi...Xinmei."

"Ah."

Zhao Surui nodded, and asked again:
"Do you know why I'm in this prison?"

Shi Xinmei didn't make a sound.

"I killed someone in the yamen, and stabbed another one today."

Zhao Surui was a little proud when he said it, and he was also happy to scare people.

"If someone kills, I will kill him; if someone hurts him, I will hurt him."

He, Emperor Zhaode, is domineering!

The three of them gradually walked to a place with light.

Shi Xinmei blinked hard.

He could barely see the appearance of the woman in front of him.

"Good Bodhisattva."

She compliments.

　In a chapter of [-] words, [-] are from yesterday.

　　It's time for Siri and Shen Shiqing to have a small meeting again.

　　See you all tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)