The head slammed into the floor with a muffled thumping sound.

Cheng Li was not so ruthless in the end, and finally opened the door.

Cheng Shubai heard the squeak, and the string in his heart was loosened.

My grandfather said that as long as my grandfather would see him, he would forgive them.

"Grandfather," the successive kowtows made his eyebrows a little red and swollen, with his smile of surprise, much like a filial son and grandson.

However, if it is really a filial son and a virtuous grandson, how can he not visit his elders in prison once?

Yuan Baoer sneered in her heart.

She understands such a simple truth, let alone her grandfather.

Cheng Li looked at his grandson with a complicated expression, and didn't speak for a while.

Cheng Shubai was not very comfortable with him, and tried to call his grandfather.

Cheng Li seemed to have just come back to his senses, responded lightly, and lowered his eyes, "Although I am out of trouble this time, I am still guilty, your grandfather is at a critical moment, if he colludes with me, I am afraid that his political enemies will use this to attack, and it will be unfavorable to the Ochre family and your father." ”

"You'd better go back."

His voice was deep.

Cheng Shubai's heart also sank.

He hurriedly helped the door and walked to the threshold, his heart was entangled, and after all, he couldn't let his knees be rubbed by the threshold, so he leaned over slightly, "My grandfather is my relative, but I am also my grandfather's grandson." ”

"How can you do the evil thing of a grandson living in a mansion and a grandfather living in this humble house?"

Cheng Li smiled without a smile, "This is what your grandfather taught." ”

"You might as well help me bring a sentence, so that he doesn't want to be smart but be mistaken by cleverness."

Cheng Shubai wanted to say no, but Cheng Lihu raised his eyes to look at him.

In his perceptive gaze, he could not say anything.

He didn't know how he got downstairs, and when he woke up, he was already at the door.

Back in his small courtyard, there were already his grandfather's cronies waiting there.

"How's it going?"

The cronies asked urgently.

Cheng Shubai shook his head, "Grandfather won't come back," he sat in the chair a little dejected.

The cronies were a little worried, but seeing him so depressed, he hurriedly smiled and said: "Xiao Langjun is doing well today, and the original idea of the adult is just to be willing to see you." ”

Cheng Shubai pulled the corners of his mouth and said in a low voice: "Grandfather is still waiting for news, you can go back." ”

The cronies arched their hands and walked out quickly.

Not long after, a maid came to invite, "Madame made a vegetable cake, and I specially invited Lang Jun to come over." ”

Cheng Shubai waved his hand, and when the maid left, he sighed meaninglessly, and finally got up and went to the backyard.

On the other side, Yuan Baoer sat cautiously on the edge of Cheng Li.

Cheng Li didn't want her to worry, so he hurriedly collected his emotions and smiled at her.

"Grandparents don't go back, are you happy?"

Yuan Bao'er nodded, revealing a bright smile.

Cheng Li nodded the tip of her nose and said softly: "But it's not a matter of living here, you have to find a place to live." ”

Yuan Bao'er rolled her eyes and was silent.

Her pocket money was less than a hundred taels tossed by her and Cuixin.

This amount of money is not enough in Jingshi, and it is not enough to buy a vegetable field.

Cheng Lizheng was thinking about it, feeling a little sleepy, so he went to rub his eyebrows, and he didn't intend to see his granddaughter's well-behaved appearance, so he couldn't help laughing.

"Don't worry, my grandfather is rich."

Yuan Bao'er smiled reassuringly.

Cui Xin saw that Cheng Li was tired, so she gave Yuan Bao'er a look.

Yuan Bao'er was only stunned for a moment, and then understood.

She hurriedly said goodbye to Cheng Li, asked him to rest, went downstairs by herself, asked the shopkeeper to invite a man to come over, and said that she must be the best.

The shopkeeper was originally in the cloth guard, and he knew very well what happened to Cheng Li, so he hurriedly asked who was sick.

Yuan Bao'er shook her head and said frankly: "My grandfather is old, and he just wants to take a safe pulse and ask for peace of mind." ”

Knowing that this was the case, the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, lady, I'll go and invite." ”

He beckoned the guy to hurry up and do this, and Yuan Bao'er went back to the house with Cuixin.

Cheng Li slept this time, knowing that the willow tips on the moon only woke up.

It was impossible for Lang Zhong to wait so long, so Yuan Bao'er made an appointment with him to come back tomorrow.

Lang Zhong has an excellent temper, and he doesn't mind waiting for nothing.

Yuan Bao'er was very reluctant to go, so when she came over the next day, Tete gave a double reward.

Lang Zhong gave her the written prescription, "There is some emptiness in the old man's house, but it doesn't matter, it will be good for a while." ”

"It's good to use only three of them, and more is not good for the body."

Yuan Baoer thanked her again and again, and Cuixin sent the person down, and went to the pharmacy to grab the medicine.

Cheng Li could also feel it for a while, and he always felt that he didn't have much strength somewhere.

This trip to prison still hurt some fundamentals.

If it was in the past, Cheng Li might not have cared.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, human nature, he has lived for so long, he has seen what he should have seen, what he should have experienced, and even if he died, he would not lose.

But after this experience, he suddenly gave up his life.

His baby is still so young, he must not have an accident.

With this understanding, Cheng Li is very cooperative with taking medicine.

This made Yuan Baoer save a lot of heart.

After drinking three times like this, Cheng Li felt that his limbs were strong, and although he did not return to his previous state, at least he did not feel that his body was weak.

At this time, the rat was shaking his head and coming out of the innermost room of the Imperial Prison.

Gu Sheng, who had a handsome face and was wearing a big red shirt, saw a few drops of blood falling on his body, and frowned, "Clean up next time." ”

The mouse smiled, "I'm not in a hurry." ”

He handed over the confession and said, "This guy is the most hard, but I'm still convinced." ”

He looked smug.

Gu Sheng took the confession expressionlessly, and after reading it, he rolled it up, "Don't let anyone know about this matter." ”

The mouse snorted and waved at him.

Gu Sheng strode out, his open clothes were sassy behind him, full of majesty.

Gu Sheng went straight to the imperial city when he got out of the edict.

The emperor was enjoying the singing and dancing in the harem, and when the waiter returned, he scattered the maiko and came to the imperial study.

"But did you find out?"

The emperor waved his hand casually, exempted him from saluting, and strode up the high ranks.

Gu Sheng handed over the confession with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "The details are all written in the confession, and the minister does not dare to break it, please read it to Your Majesty." ”

The emperor held the table with both hands, squinted at him, and said with a smile: "You kid is bold, and you don't dare?" ”

Gu Sheng's head hung low, and he only raised his arms high.

The emperor smiled helplessly, knowing that if he didn't answer, this kid would be able to hold up an hour, and he gestured sideways.

Immediately, an attendant came over, carefully held the confession, and sent it to the emperor.

The emperor spread out the confession, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, and his smile retracted little by little as his gaze moved.

By the time he finished reading, his whole body had been slaughtered like the horizontal knife of his youth.

"How dare they deceive me like this."

With a wave of his hand, he waved the inkstone in his hand.

Gu Sheng and all the people in the hall fell to their knees.

The emperor propped up the table and took a few breaths before calming down.

"It's all cleaned up," his voice was a little heavy, and the attendants ran over in a puff of smoke, cleaned up the scum quickly, and let the big inner supervisor take care of it.