"In this world, there is no absolute happiness. Those great people are very lonely to climb the peak of longing, along the way, facing the wind and frost sword, every step is a setback, the reason why they can persevere, is not by the imaginary joy of success. ”

"Persistence is a habit!"

"Persistence is the most powerful force!"

Zhao Er drove the carriage, a horse, a car, and two people, on the way home.

Jian Qing chattered along the way, not so much that she was answering what Zhao Erfang asked, but that she was convincing herself.

Zhao Er glanced at her, under the moonlight, Jian Qing's eyes were shining, like stars in a winter night, like two flames burning in her eyes.

When they returned home, Meng Shan and Meng Zhenzhen had already cooked the meal, saying that the Shen family's ready-to-wear shop had sent back the five taels of silver. Meng Shan bought his sister a winter coat, but he didn't buy it himself, and added a little charcoal, rice, noodles, vegetables and vegetables to the house, and made a delicious meal.

"Tomorrow, Ying Tianfu will continue to try your case, go to bed early, and after freshening up tomorrow, I will go to court." Jian Qing admonished.

"What a good thing you say is like going to church." Zhao Er sandwiched a piece of meat into Jian Qing's bowl, and Jian Qing gave it to Meng Zhenzhen again, took a sip of porridge, and said, "It's not a bad thing to go to the court, we don't cause trouble, but we're not afraid of things." Nowadays, many people feel that it is troublesome to go to court and are reluctant to go to court, in fact, this is conniving at those who do evil. ”

After the meal, Zhao Er took the initiative to wash the dishes, boiled the water, and the four of them soaked their feet in a large basin. Jian Qing looked at a book thrown to her by the man in the cell on the left when she was in the edict prison in the faint light of the tung oil lamp.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Er came over and glanced at it, he had a headache as soon as he read the book.

"Feng Zhao Chen Yanshu." Jian Qing raised the thin book in Yang's hand, "It was written by Ye Boju back then." ”

"Brother Jian Qing, what do you mean?" Meng Zhenzhen grabbed his trouser leg with both hands, preventing his pants from falling into the water and getting wet.

"The meaning of "Feng Zhao Chen Yan Shu", Feng Zhao is the meaning of the emperor's order, and the edict refers to what the emperor said. Chen Yan is to say what he wants to say, Shu, and the book written by the courtiers to the emperor is called Shu. In the ninth year of Jiayou, he was born with a vision, and the emperor asked his courtiers to speak out about the disadvantages of the times and speak freely. Ye Boju was a prisoner of the country at the time, and when he got on this note, he was tragically imprisoned, and in the end, he died. ”

And Jian Qing's father was also demoted to a pariah because of this case, and he was sent to the border city of Lingqiu.

Jian Qing wanted to meet that person, but she simply refused to eat the bun given by Jian Qing, so she bound this book into a small book and gave it to Jian Qing, so that she could chat and live in prison, or did she have another purpose?

The next day, Zhao Er took the Meng Shan brothers and sisters to Ying Tianfu to listen to the verdict, there was no accident, the Meng Shan brothers and sisters did not steal the silver, Shen Tong committed the crime of slander, and at the same time, He Keli and He Jiu set up a private court, the crime was extremely heinous, of course, the final judgment needs to be announced after the criminal department is approved.

Meng Shan's brother and sister came back happily, Meng Shan pinched a little broken silver in his hand, took his sister to walk around the street, walked to a private school, and listened to the sound of reading aloud from inside, "At the beginning of people, nature is good and ......" Meng Shan couldn't move his footsteps, and asked his sister, "Do you want to study?" ”

"Brother, girls can't study."

"No, girls can read, do you think Brother Jian Qing is good?"

"Okay."

"Then do you want to grow up and become like Brother Jian Qing?"

"Yes, but, brother, Brother Jian Qing is not a girl!"

Meng Shan thought for a while, "Zhenzhen can also be a fake boy without being a girl, my brother will provide you with education, and in the future, I will do something like Brother Jianqing." ”

"Okay!" Meng Zhenzhen clapped his hands and leaned towards his brother's body, "Brother, in the future, can I also be a servant?" ”

"Yes, but that's something you won't decide until you're older. If your father and mother are still there, I will definitely ask you to ask a husband to teach you to read and write. Meng Shan was thinking, although he didn't have the ability to ask for a gentleman for his sister for the time being, it was also a good way to dress up his sister as a boy to study.

Jian Qing ordered in Beizhen Fusi, she has no friends in Beizhen Fusi for the time being, and no one will greet her. However, with a character like Jian Qing, he doesn't have time to make friends. She hung up her waist card and went to the dungeon.

"It's not a place where anyone can come in." The head of the dungeon's jailer stopped her.

"What do you need?" Jian Qing also knew that it would definitely not be easy to get in, but she had always been the one who didn't hit the south wall and didn't look back, "I'm also a hand-picked work by His Majesty, can't I?" ”

"Ordered by His Majesty? Is there a holy decree? Just open your mouth and come! ”

Jian Qing Dynasty glanced at the dungeon and was pulled back by the jailer, "Go aside, no one is allowed to enter the dungeon without a warrant from Mao Tou." ”

"It's not your house." The jailer muttered.

Jian Qing was a little helpless, went to Mao Xiang to ask for a warrant, and then told him that she wanted to go into the dungeon to do something, and Mao Xiang would write a warrant to her when her brain was in water. The point is that the edict prison is a real underground prison, and it is impossible to open it if one husband is closed, and this jailer guards the entrance, and Jian Qing has no way to enter.

Just as she was about to leave, there was a commotion in the dungeon, and a jailer ran out of it, "Dead, please come and perform an autopsy!" ”

"Ah, it's me, it's me!" Jian Qing flashed his waist card at the head of the jailer and said proudly, "Can I go in?" ”

Just then, the other party shouted, "Is it Jane?" Jian Qing jumped up and responded, "It's me, it's me!" ”

The head of the jailer at the door had no choice but to stand to the side and let Jian Qing in.

It was the person Jian Qing was going to ask who died, he was lying flat on the ground, and his face was gray under the bright torch light.

Two days ago, he had also eaten Jian Qing's steamed buns. When Jian Qing got out of prison, he gave him all the buns.

"The pupils have dilated, the body has become stiff, and he has died, and the time of death is within half an hour." Jian Qing examined the man from head to toe over and over again.

I don't know when, Mao Xiang also came and stood at the door. When Jian Qing straightened up, her eyes unexpectedly collided with Mao Xiang, she was not afraid at all, and said bluntly, "The deceased can still smell the smell of cyanide in his mouth, all the nails of his ten fingers are blue-gray, and the capillaries on his body are ruptured in many places, so it can be concluded that he died of poisoning." ”

"Cyanide? What kind of poison is that? Mao Xiang frowned and asked.