Zhang Hengzhi knew that her words were very far-fetched, so he said gloomily: "You have never been a nosy person. After finishing speaking, he felt too stingy, so he said: "I just went to see his brother, and Lu is also very headache now, he is busy taking care of his business, and he has never taken care of it, who wants to have this accident." ”

When Su Shi heard this, he felt a stirring in his heart: "Could it be that killing people is real?" ”

Zhang Hengzhi said: "Then how do I know?" ”

"Since he is a brother, then Zhao Dagongzi can't be saved?"

Zhang Hengzhi replied: "How can you not save it? Isn't this busy walking through the doorway? It's just that if this crime is confirmed, then I am afraid it will not be saved. ”

Su Shi asked: "Isn't it an official who reports to a personal girl?" What about her? What she said alone is true? ”

Zhang Hengzhi glanced at her and asked, "Then, what you said is also right - it's just that no one can prove that he is guilty, so who can prove that he is not guilty?" Once the girl is bitten to death, Zhao Ergongzi is afraid that it will be difficult to turn over. ”

Su Shi was silent, and begged Zhang Hengzhi to take him to see Zhao Taohua, who was in trouble.

When he and Su Shi took the money and stood outside the prison door, the jailer nodded and said: "Even if you drink Young Master Zhang's tea, the little one has to say: This second son Zhao is a serious offender, and idlers are not allowed to see it, so the two of you have to hurry." ”

The death row in Shuobei was damp and dark, in the innermost part of the cell.

Su Shi looked at Zhao Jingxian sitting on the straw mat, and he had never seen him so depressed: his black hair was still neatly tied on the top of his head, but the gorgeous clothes on his body were changed to prison clothes, and he was shackled on his wrists and ankles, and he was dragged on the ground with a muffled sound of "dangchang", and the fine skin and tender flesh had been ground into red and swollen, and there was blood in several places. His eyes faded, his face showed a decadent expression, his lips were pursed, and his color was pale.

Su Shi looked very uncomfortable in his eyes and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Zhao exclaimed: "It's not me! Not me! I just pushed like that, and she rolled her eyes! ”

Su Shi exclaimed: "You really pushed her?" ”

Zhang Hengzhi was also confused when he heard it, but Zhao Jingxian couldn't speak clearly, and the catastrophe frightened him into stumbling and babbling: "She hates me!" I don't know why, I hated it when I was a child! I don't like her either! She asked for herself! ”

Su Shi looked at him almost nervously, and it was useless to hear this, so it was better to start from other people to find out, so he got up with Zhang Hengzhi.

When Zhao Jingxian saw that the two of them were leaving, he sat on the ground as if he were scattered, and when Su Shi walked to the door, the fourteen-year-old boy cried: "Ah Shi, am I going to die?" ”

Su Shi's nose was sore, and he was about to shed tears, but he stabilized his voice before replying, "No." If you are well, you will not die. ”

They went, and he was left alone in this prison.

Fear, loneliness, and threats surrounded him, Zhao Jingxian raised his head slightly, and muttered to the glimmer of daylight that came in, "Brother, why don't you come to see me?" ”

Zhao Mansion.

In the courtyard, there are temporary sheds made of wooden stakes, reed mats, cedar pennies, etc.: a figure-eight shape, twenty-four feet wide in front and eight feet wide in the back. The ceiling is 12 feet high, the skylight is opened, and the screens are placed on both sides, and the colorful paintings such as "the dragon and the phoenix", "the eight immortals cross the sea", and "the old man plays the naughty" are painted on it. In addition, flower balls made of white cloth are hung around the altar.

Su Shi and Zhang Hengzhi saw that their eyes were white, and their mourning was shocking. It turns out that according to the rules of Jinju, the death of a young woman is by no means like those who have stopped for seven days at the end of their lives, especially those who die in vain like Mrs. Zhao, who will be buried in three days.

At this time, Mrs. Zhao was changed into a dress, and the painter was asked to paint a portrait, and the juniors and their subordinates were all kneeling and crying.

Looking from afar, I saw a large vermilion lacquer coffin facing the door of the house, a small offering table was set up in front of the head, a stewed lamp was lit, and offerings such as fruits, grains, and snacks were placed. Also, offer a bowl full of food and a pair of chopsticks. At the same time, burn both ends of the incense and place it horizontally on the incense holder. In addition, a paper clay pot is placed on the ground in front of the table, and the family holds the paper for mourning.

When I asked Zhao's Lu, I knew that he had gone to the governor's mansion.

asked the girl who reported to the official again, and she knew that she was guarded by the yamen and hid in a house, just waiting for the time to show up.

The two of them returned in vain, and it was already late at night when they returned to Shuojue Villa.

Jiang Langting got the letter in the afternoon and was anxious to go to Wuwei, but who expected Su Shi to disappear. This taught him to be anxious and angry: what is this serious, and she still doesn't say a word and runs out?

When Zhang Hengzhi sent Su Shi to the guest house, it was dark and blind, as if he was asleep.

Su Shi thought of Jiang Langting, and couldn't help but panic in his heart: he didn't report it for a day after he went out, so the master shouldn't be angry.

Thinking like this, her steps were faster, and it was pitch black when she entered the main room, Su Shi wanted to light the candle, she fumbled her way to the table where the candlestick rested, Fang Fang put her hand up and took it back like an electric shock—there was a hand on it that was warm and warm. Su Shi shook his throat and asked, "Master?" Is that you? ”

Jiang Langting lit up the fire at this time, reflecting the candle flame, and Su Shi only felt that Jiang Langting's eyes were glowing with cold light. She was already weak-hearted, but at this moment, she quickly took a step back and said softly: "Master, Master, the apprentice is wrong. ”

Jiang Langting snorted in his nose: "Wrong? What's wrong? You're right. ”

Su Shi saw that he was angry, and quickly knelt down and replied, "I shouldn't have gone out all day without saying a word." But, Master, I have something urgent. ”

"In a hurry?" Jiang Langting couldn't think of anything more important than looking for Long Yinzi himself, so he asked, "How anxious is it?" ”

"Master, I want to save a life."

"Who do you want to save? I'm still panting with Hengzhidu, what else do you have to do here? ”

Su Shi heard that his tone was not good, but he was really anxious, so he said: "It's Zhao Jingxian, Zhao Jingxian, he's going to die." ”

Jiang Langting was stunned for a moment before he realized that Zhao Jingxian was the flower butterfly that had been pestering Su Shi for a few days. I looked at that kid very unpleasantly, and I didn't care about his business. Then he asked lightly, "Oh, and then?" He wants to die, what does it matter to me? What's your business? ”