Wan Qiaoyu's eyelids twitched, Zhao Gou's words revealed a lot of information, although there were rumors outside, it was all a private matter, and it was not enough to make people believe that when it came out of Zhao Gou's mouth, it would have a different taste. {We don't write, we're just web word porters.} -

However, he didn't pay much attention to it, nearly ten years have passed, and the coffin has been decided, what is it and what is it? Everything is not before he catches the handle, what he cares about is how to resolve the crisis, the power of the royal gate may be used at any time, and he does not have much time.

"Okay, Qin Huizhi is also a cautious person, I can't come forward, I can only visit you secretly." As Zhao Gou spoke, he took out a note from his sleeve.

Wan Qian sighed, there is only this way, there is really no way, who let himself be lost and is willing to be an outcropping bird.

In fact, the people are also easy to persuade, the Zhao official family is not dead, and with the prince of the prison country in charge of the inner house, the short-lived farce gradually calmed down. People have to eat, and everyone is most concerned about how to spend their lives, and no one wants to talk about state affairs on an empty stomach.

With the improvement of public opinion, the pressure on the two governments has decreased a lot, and the example of Wan Qianyu is placed there, which one who is not long-sighted dares to take advantage of the fire? Even if you want to, you'll have to stop for a while.

Death row ward of the Penal Department

It is simply a forgotten corner, a dirty cell, a musty air, all the prisoners sentenced to death by Dali Temple, who were finally transferred here, and the Jiangyang thieves who killed people and overstole goods, once they entered this prison area, their lives were doomed.

The cells made of thick wood smell of feces and weeds.

Rats fearlessly roam from cell to cell, looking for scraps to eat.

The jurisdiction sits cross-legged on the **, in fact, it is a long platform built with bricks and mud, and some straw is laid on it, death row prisoners are death row prisoners, according to the prison theory, people are going to die and enjoy what, endure it and it will pass.

Every month someone dies tragically, wrapped in straw mats and dragged away like dead dogs, without anyone paying a single eye.

Of course, if you have money to clean up the prison at home, you can spend some money to decorate the cell, and you will have wine and meat at every meal, and you can live a comfortable life in the last few days, at least you will not be too wronged yourself.

However, he was not so lucky, he was not only a high-level spy of the Jurchens, but also had a great relationship with the assassination of the official family of the Great Song Dynasty, so he could only be at the mercy of the prison, if it weren't for the repeated orders of the Criminal Department not to lynch him, Lian Zhou often came to take a look, he had already been tortured by Wu Dahuo, and he could still have the life to sit in the cell and wait for death?

Although he was hungry and full all day long, and endured the harassment of the prison, he still maintained a keen judgment, and usually did not move, closing his eyes and recuperating.

"Hey, this pig and sheep are really calm, except for eating and drinking Lazar all day long, they just don't move, and they treat us here as a wine shop."

A prisoner who accompanied the prisoner to the prison couldn't help but laugh when he saw that the jurisdiction was not moving, he really had never seen a prisoner so calm.

Guan Jian covered his nose with a silk handkerchief, but still couldn't stop the foul smell, looked at his eyes in disgust, and said coldly: "Let him out." ”

"My lord, it's too cheap to kill this guy, so you have to let the brothers toss for two days." The prison hates and hates the authentic.

", you thieves and birds, tossing the pigs and sheep next to you to death, and the above have all asked." Guan Jian rolled his eyes.

"My lord, you have to speak with your conscience, the brothers know a lot of words, and the means are naturally slow cooking, and you will definitely not be able to die." The prison stared wide-eyed and shouted injustice.

When he heard this, he suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the prison, and he realized that the pigs and sheep in the prison were probably Wu Simouling or those envoys.

"My lord, this guy has opened his eyes." The prisoner had good eyesight, and when he saw that the eyes of the jurisdiction were open, he hurriedly shouted with kindness.

"You're a bird!" Guan Jian rolled his eyes again, turned his gaze to the jurisdiction, and said with a grim smile: "You tossed it, it's too cheap to kill this guy, and the few next door are ready to be minced." ”

Shili sneered, enough information, he stopped talking, but closed his eyes.

Guan Jian saw that this guy was quite stubborn, and sneered, "See if you can deal with it calmly when you get to the execution ground." ”

"Ling Chi is not sentenced to five sentences, and I have not committed a major crime, don't talk nonsense here." He said with his eyes closed and a smile on his lips.

"You are a captive to death, that is, a knife suffering, and the pigs and sheep next door are not so lucky." Keep the eerie tunnels.

"Who's next door?" The magistrate seemed to ask casually, and he was still very apprehensive in his heart.

"When death is on the verge of death, I am still thinking about others, hehe," Guan Jian looked sarcastic, pouted and said: "Okay, come with me, the prince wants to see you." ”

"Wang Xianggong, is it ... Shi Li's face changed, he was very embarrassed, he thought of many possibilities, but he didn't expect Wang Xiu to come.

"Where did this pig and sheep get face, but the prince of labor came in person, it was a fairy in the sky." The prison has a look of envy, Wang Xiu is high to him, and he is also the legend of the Sanqing Dynasty in folklore, Tai Shangren, who has a status in the Taoist sect, and the folk have long been not simply high-ranking officials and ministers, but a high-ranking immortal, who is reincarnated to save the suffering.

"Hurry up and open the door." He didn't have time to grind, and he wasn't interested in the jurisdiction.

The jurisdiction was taken to the secluded class room in the front yard, and as soon as he entered the house, he saw Wang Xiu, who was sitting there looking at him with a smile, a little stunned, and hurriedly bowed with the Han family, and said in a deep voice: "Villain, meet Wang Xianggong." ”

"The tiger fell in Pingyang, seeing that your jurisdiction is really in trouble, sit down and talk, hehe." Wang Xiu waved his hand to let Guan Jian out, with a relaxed face.

Shi Li straightened up and said lightly: "In front of the prince Wang, how can there be a villain's share, and only Lang Jun can sit and talk about it." ”

"Okay, it seems that the General Affairs Department has not done it in vain for so many years." Wang Xiu rarely praised him, he had a good impression of the jurisdiction, and he was an old man back then, that is, both the enemy and me, it was also a public matter, and he could still sit and talk about it in private.

There was no silence in the jurisdiction, but he was vigilant in his heart, he respected Wang Xiu correctly, but he was not a fool, Wang Xiu, as the prime minister of a big country, would never be idle to chat with him, the person who came was definitely not good, and he would get into the hub if he was not careful.

"You are also the Governor of the Department of Affairs, why do you want to venture south?" Wang Xiu said lightly, his expression was very casual.

The jurisdiction muttered in his heart, Wang Xiu asked directly to the core, he must not reveal anything, since the stronghold has been wiped out, some secrets can't be hidden, and he said at the moment: "The villain went south, urging the envoys to explore the new weapon drawings as soon as possible." ”**

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