There is a proverb:

The dragon was trapped on the beach and was played by shrimp, and the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs.

The tanuki is as fierce as a tiger, and the down-and-out phoenix is not as good as a chicken.

There is also a poetic testimony:

Life is like a reverse journey, and I am also a pedestrian.

Success or failure is a common thing, and deep planning can be achieved.

It is said that Tian Jiang pretended to be a maid and walked on a dangerous road, and finally entered Zhao Prison to see Shen Erye, heard the rusty lock click, the old door creaked, the dusk butter lamp flickered, and he was thinking about it for a long time, wearing a moon-white straight jacket, and his temples were shining, and he was sitting in front of the paint-stained square table, holding a scroll and looking at it carefully, according to his gentle and elegant appearance.

Tian Jiang blinked and teary-eyed Cuimei wanted to step forward, but behind her was followed by three brocade guards, one holding a pen and paper, one holding a lamp, and one carrying a table and a stool, which were set up not far away.

Second Master Shen heard the noise, closed his eyes and opened them again, closed the scroll gently, raised his head, and looked at the comer.

His pupils suddenly tightened and expanded, his gaze wandered from Cuimei's body to Tian Jiang's face, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his lips, what does it feel like to marry a smart and talented wife? Just like his mood at this time, the peaks and loops are turning, the willows and flowers are bright, and he is relieved!

Standing up, it was rare to give up his hand, and he didn't call my wife or lady, but only said softly: "Jiu'er, you are here." ”

Cuimei was helped forward by Tian Jiang to salute, and Shen Erye smiled: "Sit down." ”

Cuimei sat opposite the second master Shen, Tian Jiang put the food box with the crooked arm on the table, uncovered the lid, first took out a plate of fried fried meat patties, held it to the three brocade guards, and then took out a plate, and smiled reluctantly: "This is made by the old lady herself in the kitchen, all kinds of rich things, all of which are the second master's favorite food." He also took out a bowl of stewed bone marrow soup, a plate of roasted fish with thorns, a plate of roasted pork with garlic, two plates of fresh vegetables fried in oil and salt, and a large bowl of soft and fragrant bird's nest porridge.

took the chopsticks and handed them to Shen Erye, scooped a bowl of bird's nest porridge, and spread the heat with the spoon, giving Cuimei a look without leaving a trace.

Cuimei hurriedly said, "Let the girl serve you dinner." ”

Second Master Shen said "um", and when he saw Jin Yiwei writing a record, he picked up a bad bamboo shoot and ate it, and asked, "Is my mother okay?" What about the rest of the people, etc.? ”

Cuimei poured hot tea for him, and replied: "Mother is still Langjian, mostly worried about the second master, the third master has left Beijing, this time the third brother and sister finally figured it out, and is willing to take Sister Yan Erxi Brother to go to Shu with him, but the concubine Shen Mian ........" She said slowly according to the prepared rhetoric and everything was detailed.

Second Master Shen returned the chopsticks in his hand to Tian Jiang: "Come and feed me!" “

Tian Jiang put down the bird's nest porridge before he picked up a piece of fat goose breast, and he said calmly: "You are closer to me." “

Tian Jiang obediently stood close to his side as he said, and suddenly felt a big hand caress her bulging belly, gently caressing it, full of infinite affection.

The sourness of forbearance was finally difficult to suppress, and his eyes were red and wet in an instant.

A big tear fell on the back of Shen Erye's hand, burning his heart, and he was silent, and finally sighed in a dumb voice: "Jiu'er, don't cry, I'm fine." ”

Cuimei was slightly stunned, glanced at Tian Jiang, and suddenly understood, and wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief: "Is the second master good here?" ”

"There is no evidence to do anything, it's just a futile effort, and the husband can hold on here!" Second Master Shen paused, "Jiu'er should not be bewitched by others, stabilize his mind and recuperate his body, so that he can give birth to my child." “

Tian Jiang's heart finally fell to the ground after many days of panic, she originally thought that Qin Yanzhao had tangible evidence, but it turned out that she was just a glimpse of the heavenly opportunity to take the first step.

Wiping his eyes with his sleeve, he put down his chopsticks and picked up the bird's nest porridge, scooped a spoonful and handed it to his lips: "The second master eats porridge." ”

Second Master Shen swept over the brocade guard, one drooped his neck paper book, and the other two were eating meatloaf with relish, he turned his head sideways as if inadvertently, and pecked Tian Jiang's white fingertips before taking the porridge into his mouth.

"This person is really ......." Tian Jiang's eyes turned red again, what kind of place is this, he still dares to come here!

....... His elbow lightly touched Shen Erye's shoulder, and he frowned and pursed his lips without comment.

When did you become so delicate? His heart sank, and he looked quickly at his back, and at some point, it was already dark and red.......

"The second master is injured....... Tian Jiang's thoughts were in a daze, he put down the bowl, trembled his hands, and took out the bottle of ointment to stop bleeding and dissolve stasis from his sleeve.

Cuimei couldn't help crying.

Jin Yiwei approached in three or five steps at this time, and his mouth was soft, and his tone was quite calm: "The time has come, Madame, please go back!" “

Second Master Shen took the bottle, unintentionally touched her fingers coldly, ignored it ruthlessly, and only said in a deep voice to Cuimei: "Crying makes people upset!" Go back to your house quickly, just this one, don't come again, don't see you again. “

Tian Jiang looked at Jinyiwei, biting his lip and pleading: "This official is doing well, let the slave maid give the master ointment before leaving......"

The brocade guard sneered: "The hour set by the emperor, I will keep you two after the time, if you blame it, it is the old ....... Shen Ge who suffers."

"Let's go!" Second Master Shen interrupted him, looked at Cuimei with a stern expression, and said in a solemn tone: "Jiu'er remember, I gave Shen Mian a few books when I was in the house, and I was going to take time to test his knowledge, but now I'm afraid I can't, you can urge him more for me." “

So he didn't look at them anymore, and picked up the bird's nest porridge and ate it.

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Jinyiwei led the way, Tian Jiang supported Cuimei's footsteps to follow, Cuimei was still sobbing softly, she was powerless to persuade again, in the cells on both sides of the road, intermittent moaning lingered in her ears, the scene was very bleak, and she couldn't help but look back, the black hole was as gloomy as hell, as if she wanted to swallow the whole person.

Second Master Shen was still tortured!

Tian Jiang secretly hated herself, how could she be so naïve! Looking at Second Master Shen's neatly dressed clothes and calm words and deeds, he thought that he was just locked up here.

But Shen Erye's blood on her back finally gave her a blow to the head, once she got out of prison, the brocade guard was like a tiger and wolf, how could anyone be allowed to retreat.

Thinking about his injuries, he must have been whipped, which was the lightest punishment in Zhao Prison, and the means of clamping, whipping, sticking, bars, and knocking were even more brutal.

It is impossible to judge when these methods will be applied to Shen Erye, but whenever she thinks like this, her heart is like a knife.

The brocade guards paused, and drank them to avoid the corner of the wall, Tian Jiang turned his mind, heard the sound of the oncoming boots and feet in front of him, and looked at the sound, five or six red cages reflected the figures of the people, like ghosts, gradually from far to near, and they could see clearly, but it was several people who gathered around an important minister in a crimson court uniform.

He was tall, with a straight back, a black veil on his head, his sideburns dyed with hoarfrost, his face was old but energetic, his eyes were bright, and he suddenly looked in their direction, and his gaze was sharp and threatening, which made people shudder. ()

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