Outsiders also have golden fingers

Yunyin looked at Qingling's appearance for a while again, and said in deep thought:
"Although I know that this is inappropriate, I trust you very much. Since you said you will go, then you will go.

This is a major case. The ringleader is in the jail of the Ministry of Punishment. He has already reported it and will be executed as soon as the emperor approves it. It is not easy to see him. I will arrange it.

It's inconvenient now. Wait until seven o'clock in the evening. You should go to the back door of the Criminal Department on time. I will wait for you there.

It's a very important matter, and I have to guard it personally to feel at ease.

Remember to change your appearance. You pretend to be an ordinary man, and Ling'er pretends to be a boy, but you can't wear night clothes or anything like that. "

The two were very happy. Wuyou and Yunyin Tiannanhaibei began to chat and discuss interesting things in their lives.

Qingling was very quick-witted, and hurried to the wine cellar to get a bottle of good wine, and then went into the kitchen to help Mrs. Yan prepare lunch.

She knew how much this accomplished man had many appetites.

Shortly after nightfall, Qingling got her wish and met Zhao Guang.

And it's not in a cell, it's in an empty room in the backyard of the Criminal Department, with a door but no windows.

Her aunt was worried, so she waited for her in the yard and would appear as soon as there was any noise.

Zhao Guang was locked in a large, very strong iron cage with wooden boards at the bottom and new straw on top.

He lay weakly on the straw. He had probably packed it up. His clothes were relatively clean, his hair was tied up randomly, and his hands and feet were tied up.

Master did a good job for her safety.

The room was actually lit with incense, and there was no unpleasant smell.

It was much better than the dirty, smelly, and moldy cell she had imagined. She had prepared a special mask before she came.

Of course, she kept wearing the mask. Even though she was facing a dying person, there was no need for him to see her face.

There were tables and chairs in the corner of the room, and several candles were lit. The light was very bright, probably because she was afraid that she would get cold. There was a charcoal basin under the table, and there were hot tea and cups on the table.

Zhao Guang heard the noise, turned his face and opened his eyes, but it was obvious that he could no longer sit up. His aunt said that his limbs and joints were broken and he had no ability to resist.

Although there were injuries on his face, one could still tell that he was a handsome and imposing man, with a tall figure and fair complexion. He looked to be 30 years old, and the information showed that he was in his thirties.

Zhao Guang was obviously surprised when he saw a boy coming in. He looked at her for a while and said with a sneer:
"Just now, they bathed me, combed my hair, changed my clothes, and gave me a full meal.

They even sealed my acupuncture points, and used charcoal pots and incense. I thought it was time to die, but it was a child who wanted to see me.

What is your identity, why do you want to see me?Curious?

It seems that your status is not low. My martial arts skills are completely useless and I can't move. I have my hands and feet tied up and locked in an iron cage.

I am most afraid of getting dirty, and I am also most afraid of being hungry. Seeing that I can wash myself off and die after being stained with you, just ask whatever you want.

People who are about to die have no relatives, no reasons, no concerns, and there is nothing they can't say. "

Qingling breathed a sigh of relief. If the other party refused to say anything, there was nothing she could do.

This Zhao Guang not only has a good appearance and good temperament, but also has a very clear and pleasant voice. He can be regarded as a character.

Listening carefully face to face, she became more and more sure that the other party's accent contained Mandarin pronunciation, and felt that her trip was worthwhile.

She sat down and looked at it for a while, then poured a cup of tea and drank it. She picked up the teapot and walked to the iron cage:

"Want to drink? This is convenient for feeding."

Zhao Guang nodded and took a breath intoxicated:
"This tea is barely drinkable, although it's not a little bit worse than what I usually drink, it's probably the last pot of tea in my life.

When you enter this place, you only get cold water to drink, and any special treatment you get is guillotine. "

Qing Ling poured it directly into his mouth with the spout of the pot. After drinking for a while, Zhao Guang shook his head. Qing Ling sat back on the chair and looked at him. "You are a person. If you follow the right path, you will be extraordinary. Why do you think you would do such unjust and shameless things?"

Hearing that Qing Ling actually said "I'll do it" instead of "I want to do it", Zhao Guang's eyes lit up and he smiled, with a rather bewildering look on his face.

"You little girl is interesting."

Qing Ling was startled: "How can you say I'm a girl? I know that."

"If you don't say secret words in front of Mingren, I can tell you for sure that women's aura is different from men's, and I'm more sensitive in this regard.

I didn't expect that you, a child of about ten years old, would be so sophisticated in your disguise skills. If I hadn't been so close just now, I wouldn't have noticed it.

It seems that you have some abilities. Could it be that our entire army was wiped out this time because of you? "

Qingling avoided the topic and asked tentatively:
"Your name is Zhao Guang, also known as Xiaoyi. Your name is interesting, so you might as well just call it Zhao Guangyi!"

She deliberately changed her accent to Mandarin, and also had a sense of formality in her words, which you wouldn't be able to tell if you weren't paying attention.

Zhao Guang looked straight at Qing Ling: "I think Zhao Kuangyi is not bad either!"

Qingling pretended not to know, while secretly revealing the details:
"The two are almost the same, maybe they are the same person. I heard that someone changed their name to avoid taboos, maybe they changed it later!"

Zhao Guang suddenly became excited: "You? You"

Qing Ling still looked straight at him without saying a word, and Zhao Guang calmed down:
"I have read a poem somewhere before, but it's a pity that it only has the first two lines. If you can match the last two lines, I will tell you everything."

Qing Ling thought to herself, this man is really smart and knows how to show his sincerity first.

According to the historical chronology, it should be at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty now. The world is returning to its center with strong soldiers and horses. The Yuan Dynasty will definitely not appear. It is not known whether the Ming Dynasty will appear.

But gold always shines. The poets and poets who should come out and all kinds of celebrities come out one by one according to their own order of appearance, and there are no shortage of works.

And neither Empress Taizu nor other possible time-travelers have the habit of plagiarizing other people's works, so there shouldn't be any.

What era of poetry does Zhao Guang want to read?bright?clear?Republic of China?modern?
"Thousands of hammers chisel out deep mountains, and the fire burns like nothing."

Qing Ling pondered for a moment and decided not to pretend. Since the other party was sincere, she didn't need to be too guarded. She really needed to communicate with others.

I don’t know if it will appear in the Ming Dynasty, and I don’t know if this poem will appear in the future.

"I'm not afraid of being smashed to pieces, I want to stay innocent in the world."

Sure enough, Zhao Guang's face was full of shock and ecstasy, and he looked like he wanted to cry and laugh at the same time: "You are really! You are really."

"Bowl"

"What is the autumn wind sad painting fan"

"There are trees in the courtyard in Houhai, and jade in the Xia Dynasty."

"Yun at this moment, you in your twenties"

"Do you think I died unjustly this time?"

"Of course it's not unfair, you thought you were Dou E!"

"In which year does the snow fall later than in previous years?"

"The first snow in [-]..."

The two exchanged words for a while, and each confirmed the origin of the other.

Zhao Guang calmed down from the surprise, but his expression was still eager.