If it is said that pig food is eaten in the dungeon of Lingqiu County, there is no language to describe the food in the prison, it is about something that even the rats in the ditch will not touch, and it cannot be called food.

All the people who came in, after eating, would pull desperately, pull for a few days, and the shape of the pin bone was ruined, but they didn't lose their lives, and if they survived, they had a big life. If you pull, the last life is gone, and the rest of the things are saved.

Jian Qing didn't dare to eat it, and she couldn't eat it either.

The person on the right is lying on the cold ground, not knowing if he is alive or dead? Jian Qing knocked on the pillar, the other party did not move, and the upward abdomen did not rise and fall, Jian Qing suddenly asked the prisoner on the left a little nervously, "Who is he?" Is it dead? ”

"It's normal to be dead, he was tortured heavily, fortunately it's cold now, otherwise, the smell in this cell would be even greater!" The cellmate on the left said, throwing an object to Jian Qing, "Look at you are a reader, show you this book!" ”

Jian Qing said "thank you", she stuffed the book into her arms at will, and banged on the cell door desperately, "Come on, dead man, come and take a look, help him find a doctor!" ”

There was silence in the prison, and all the people sat against the wall, looking at Jian Qing with cold and indifferent eyes, as if they were high up in the world, looking down on the gods of the world, but in fact, these people were all in hell, and they were not even qualified to look up to heaven.

Zhao Yingwen stopped, and he asked Wu Bo, "Why is this voice a little familiar?" ”

"Your Highness, this is Jian Qi's voice!"

"The voice is quite loud, it seems that she feels quite comfortable here." Zhao Yingwen sneered, he rolled up his sleeves, "When the palace watched the Nine Emperor Uncle go out, his clothes were thin?" ”

After he finished speaking, he took a few quick steps.

The two jailers were drinking some wine. Being a jailer here is also quite bitter, no fire is allowed, no matter how much clothes you wear, it is cold, and you rely on wine to warm your body.

"What's the noise?" A jailer came over while nibbling on a chicken leg and kicked at Jian Qing, who avoided it and pointed to the person on the ground on the right, "Is he dead?" You don't even look at it? ”

"Oh, boy, do you know what this is? This is the edict of prison, and it's not normal to die? I can tell you, you have also died in this cell, and it is not to scare you to death if you say it, the most beloved nephew of the queen mother, the prince of Liang Guo, was hanged here. ”

"And the next room, remember Ye Boju? It was here that he died. The jailer pointed to Jian Qing's left with a chicken leg in one hand and a smile, "Look at this kid!" ”

Jian Qing couldn't say the grief and indignation in her heart, she could bear whatever grievances she suffered and what pain she suffered, but she couldn't see any injustices in the world.

Even if a person commits a heinous crime, he should be judged and convicted by law, and he should be punished according to whatever criminal law he deserves. However, if a person is locked up in prison in this way, suffers such an inhuman sin, and finally dies in such a humiliated manner, the sin he commits cannot warn the world, and if he is wronged, no one can know and cannot be revealed.

Between heaven and earth, where is there justice to speak of?

For a while, Jian Qing was full of resentment towards this world.

"Ahem!"

The jailer turned his head sharply and saw the comer, and his hands shook in fright, and the chicken leg fell to the ground. Wu Bo said sharply, "What kind of system is it to make a loud noise?" ”

"Damn it!"

All the jailers fell to their knees. The prisoners in the cells were leaning against the wall as if they were dead, or slumped on the ground.

Only Jian Qing was standing, and she was wrapped in that gorgeous cloak, which looked very abrupt and incompatible with the atmosphere in this cell.

Zhao Yingwen glanced at the cloak on her body, and guessed that it should be his noble and cold, seeing that everyone is a mortal Nine Emperor Uncle. No wonder, before he came in just now, when he met his Nine Emperor Uncle, Nine Emperor Uncle was dressed so thinly.

However, Zhao Yingwen didn't think too much about it, after all, Jian Chong and Zhao Di had a master-apprentice friendship. If Jian Chong's eldest son was thrown into the edict, and Zhao Di didn't even look at it, it would be unreasonable.

Zhao Yingwen of the Qing Dynasty looked at it, "His Royal Highness the Imperial Sun, this person, he may be dead, can you let people see it, if he is really dead, the deceased is the greatest, he should let someone help him collect the body, if he is not dead, ask the doctor to help him see, what crime did he commit?" What kind of criminal law should be adjudicated, and the "Da Ming Law" can be fair and just, so that the people have nothing to say! ”

What a nerd! Wu Bo regretted that he looked away, he thought that this kid had a lot of energy, who would have thought that he was a nerd who didn't know the times!

What is fair and just, the emperor has the final say, the emperor says that whoever is guilty is guilty, and whoever says deserves to die should die.

"What nonsense?" Wu Bo was worried that the imperial grandson would blame him for recommending the wrong person, so he stepped forward and yelled at Jian Qing, "This has nothing to do with you, Jian Yanzuo, you still have to think about it, where did the person who killed the boss of Baohetang go?" ”

Jian Qing ignored Wu Bo, she stared at the imperial grandson with very persistent eyes, Zhao Yingwen couldn't stand this look, don't overdo it, and only ordered the jailer for a long time, "Go in and have a look!" ”

The man still had a breath, and the jailer fed him a sip of water, and the man barely opened his eyes, although his consciousness was scattered, but he heard everything in his ears.

There was a faint light in his eyes, all of which were focused on Jian Qing's body. Jian Qing hurriedly untied the cloak on his body and handed it through the gap in the pillar in the middle of the cell, "Help him put it on, please help him put it on." ”

"No, no!" The man said with difficulty, "I am Lu Zhongheng, the Marquis of Ji'an, if the little brother can see Your Majesty, tell Your Majesty for me, I am loyal to Your Majesty, I have no dissent, and I have no objection!" ”

After he finished speaking, he tilted his head and died completely.

The jailer threw it to the ground and said, "Bad luck! He took a few steps back.

Jian Qing looked at the person lying on the ground in a daze, he closed his eyes, he looked peaceful, as if he had died well, but Jian Qing's heart couldn't calm down.

She turned her head to look at Zhao Yingwen, and saw him frowning, looking at Lu Zhongheng, she probably felt Jian Qing's strangeness, looked at Jian Qing, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Have you figured it out?" Would you like to be a companion to this palace? ”

Zhao Yingwen thought that Jian Qing was frightened by Lu Zhongheng's death, and was worried that he would die in this place where he would not see the light of day in the future.

Jian Qing took a few steps back and sat against the wall, "Wait for me to think about it for two more days." ”

"Oh, who do you think you are? The emperor's grandson asked you to be a companion, because he could afford to look down on you, you still have to think about it, do you know that after this village, there will be no shop! Wu Bo said angrily.

Jian Qing was wondering, would one day, she really die here for no apparent reason?

No, Jian Qing raised his head, his eyes were full of determination, "Your Highness, I thought that what Da Ming lacked was not an imperial grandson to read, but a good servant!" ”