Ma Shihao sold the field, plus Mo Qinglian's commission to Wei Shihao, the wages earned by Li Maozi and Wei Ermei in a year, and borrowed some from relatives, etc., adding up to more than 70 taels of silver, which is still a big gap from the cost of saving the father and son.

Although the money was not enough, Ma Shihao still asked Wei Ermei, Li Maozai and a few relatives to take Yinliang to Xincheng to inquire about the situation first, and he planned to sell the house at home.

However, the Wei family's huge mansion, the average poor family can't pay that price at all, and the rich man can get the price, but which rich man doesn't have his own big mansion? Therefore, the Wei family's mansion failed to sell in a short period of time.

Ma Shihao was in a hurry, and she got a serious illness and was bedridden, but fortunately, she was usually kind, and her neighbors and relatives came to serve her at home and tide over the difficulties with her.

On that day, after Wei Ermei and Li Maozai and others arrived in Xincheng, they had a lot of money, but they couldn't even take a step forward in the door of Tusi Ya, let alone see people.

"What should I do, what should I do? Is there no way to save my Abba and my Brother? Wei Ermei was in a small hotel where she was staying temporarily, and she was so anxious that sad tears flowed down her melon seed face.

Li Maozai and several relatives were at a loss, all of them were depressed, and no one dared to speak.

Second Sister Wei was even more anxious, so she began to cry.

"Oh, yes! The second sister, Master Moman's family lives in the inner walled city four or five miles east of the county seat. Master Mo weaves brocade for the Tusi Yamen every year, she must have a way, I will go to Master Mo to help. Everyone was in a hurry, and they forgot about Mo Man, and when they were desperate, Li Maozi suddenly remembered her.

"Master Mo? Well, she must have a way! I'm going to find her. Wei Ermei was like grasping a life-saving straw, and her depressed face rekindled the flame of hope.

Xincheng Tusi Yamen is backed by Cuiping Mountain, sits south to north, is composed of brick and wood structure buildings such as Yamen, ancestral hall, official residence, doctor, etc., there are the head hall, the second hall, the third hall, the military room, the prison cell, the east and west flower hall, the east and west wing room, the back garden, etc., the roof ridge is piled with plastic flying dragon and phoenix, cover double glazed tiles, the window is inlaid with wooden lattice carving, the wall and the eaves are painted and painted, magnificent, the total area is 389,000 square meters, very majestic.

Entering through the gate, after passing through the screens, there are cells on the left and right, heavily guarded, and on the corridor at the door, every ten feet, there is a soldier with a spear standing guard.

Wei Dangtou and Wei Shihao were held in two cages on the left, separated by a thick and sturdy wooden stake in the middle. When the father and son talk, they can hold hands, but during the day they are forbidden to speak, and can only whisper in the dead of night.

The two had been tortured many times, and their bodies were scarred and bloodstained, and almost none of them were intact. Fortunately, the two of them were born in martial arts, and their bodies were tough, and they could barely stand up, but if they were ordinary people, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat!" The two jailers brought food to each of them.

The two of them curled up on the grass and slept, and after the jailer called out, they lazily stretched out and got up to eat.

Wei Shihao was young and strong, although he was tortured several times, but he recovered relatively quickly, and his stomach was hungry quickly, and when he heard that the meal was served, he immediately sat up.

He fixed his eyes and saw that today's meal was different from the previous few days, it was all unpalatable pickled vegetables and dried radish with gruel, but today it turned out to be fatty pork and white rice. He didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, picked up the bowl, and ate it in a big gulp.

"Don't worry, it's enough!" The jailer on the side reminded.

"Well, this meat is so delicious, do you still have meat for dinner?" Wei Shihao asked.

"Yes! At night, each of you has a chicken! When the jailers saw him gobbling up, they were dumbfounded, if they usually sent meat to the cell, where could the prisoners eat? Because it's a guillotine meal.

Maybe the other party is young and ignorant, right? The jailer shook his head.

In fact, Wei Shihao's heart is like a mirror, why doesn't he know, this is called a decapitated meal? It's just that he is really hungry, he doesn't eat for nothing, and he has always adhered to a sentence in his philosophy: it is a blessing and not a curse, and it is a disaster that cannot be avoided.

Unlike his son's performance, after Wei Dangtou saw this meal, he was full of sorrow, the breath of death had enveloped his entire body, how could he still eat?

After looking at his son in the cage next door, he secretly turned around and shed tears of sadness. He regretted that if he didn't let his son follow him, he would not have affected his son just because he was framed.

"Abba, why don't you eat? This meat is so fragrant, if we don't eat it for nothing, even if our father and son go to the execution ground tomorrow, we must eat to our heart's content, and we can't be a starving ghost when we die. When we become powerful ghosts after death, we will have the strength to seek revenge on the wicked people who framed us! Wei Shihao said calmly.

"Oh...... Okay, eat, eat, Abba eat! Wei Dangtou quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and picked up the rice bowl, but chewing the white rice in his mouth was like chewing a mouth full of river sand......

"Shihao ......" After they finished eating, Mo Man was led to Wei Shihao's prison by a jailer, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he shed tears of grief.

"Master Mo, to make a long story short, I'll give you wind outside, don't embarrass the villain!" The jailer said a word and went out.

"You...... How did it come? Wei Shihao asked in surprise.

"Master Mo......" After Wei Darttou saw Mo Man, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to see a glimmer of hope, maybe there was still salvation.

"Uncle...... How did you get beaten like this? Morman asked with concern as he leaned against the central fence.

"Alas...... It's a long story! We have been wronged by others. You hurry up and find a way to save Shihao, he is still young, it doesn't matter if my old bones are dead. Wei said.

"No, if you can save it, you can save it together!" Wei Shihao also came to the edge of the fence and said.

"This morning, the second sister and Li Maozi came to my house to look for me, I heard that something happened to you, what is going on?" Morman asked anxiously.

Wei Shihao shook his head, and told Mo Man about the two of them going to the Jingliu grain and oil store to the grain and oil store on Zhonghe Street and then to the before and after they were arrested.

"The water is *very* deep!" Morman Road.

The three of them whispered in the cell for a while, and after Morman was urged three times by the jailer, she reluctantly walked out of the cell.

This is not a trivial matter, and Morman's strength alone cannot save the two of them. After discussion, she and Wei Ermei immediately rode two fast horses and rushed to Qingyuan Mansion to ask Mo Qinglian for help.