"Why is there a smell of steam-pot chicken in the cell today." The patrolling Praetorian Guard wrinkled his nose and sniffed.

"Obviously the taste is nearby, the taste is very strong, very positive, it is definitely the handiwork of the imperial dining room, but why can't I find the chicken." The patrolling Praetorian Guards were puzzled and looked around. "It's weird."

"It's not strange, it's not strange, it tastes good, it's delicious." In the depths of the prison, Defuhai was full of oil, biting a piece of chicken breast.

"It's delicious, if you tell me who is behind you, I promise to bring you delicious food every day." Li Xiaosi bribed with food.

"I don't know, but I guess it has something to do with a prophetic poem." Defuhai said while eating that he was not embarrassed at all, and he was really an old man in the palace, and the rules had entered the bone marrow.

“…… Poetry again? Or is it a prophetic poem? Li Xiaosi patiently asked, "What poem?" ”

"The golden wind is cold and the jade bones are cold, the gentleman is unforgettable, the country pays the mandarin duck tent, and the night is happy and the king is the king." The poem is in the mouth, but it is like a bone stalk in the throat, and even the steam-pot chicken has become unpalatable.

Li Xiaosi remembered that Uncle Drunk had also read this poem, but he didn't think much about it at the time. So it's no secret that this poem is ......

"Is it the Wang family?" Li Xiaosi smacked and guessed: "If it's the Wang family, doesn't it mean that the Wang family is going to represent the Han family?" If the emperor knew, wouldn't it be detrimental to the royal family. If so, then why didn't the Wang family kill you. ”

Li Xiaosi was still figuring it out by himself, and Defuhai over there had already begun to howl: "It's better to kill me, it's better to kill me!" ”

Faced with Defuhai, who suddenly collapsed emotionally and became excited, Li Xiaosi once again sighed that the feudal society was so successful and difficult to leapfrog the education of Zhongjun.

Leaving him is just to prove the truth of the prophecy, and the usurpation of the throne by the Wang family is the will of heaven, and the name is justified.

"Come on, don't cry, be careful to make the guards cry, you won't be able to eat good food in the future. Besides, it doesn't matter who he is the emperor, as long as he can be competent. The iron-beaten rivers and mountains, the emperor of flowing water, in the future, there will be no such thing as an emperor, but the rivers and mountains are still the same. ”

Li Xiaosi was still persuading people bitterly, but De Fuhai had already fainted from crying.

As a Hanchen, he will never submit to the rebellious ministers and thieves.

At the beginning, De Fuhai also tried to advise His Majesty, but he was hateful but was regarded as crazy by the Empress Dowager and driven out of Tianlu Pavilion, if it weren't for his merits and fame, he would have been killed a long time ago. There will be no Wang Mang to set up a game, and Li Xiaosi will be implicated.

If you think about this game again, many details are already clear.

According to the information obtained by Li Xiaosi with soul dementorship, the Qi family has long become a vassal of the Wang family. Then Sisi can be identified as a pawn that obeys orders.

Li Xiaosi has no interest in beating an obedient dog.

Who spread the original rumors?

The goal of the Wang family has always been Defuhai, and it is impossible to bother a little palace maid like her. The Wang family just used rumors to rationalize Sisi's behavior. Let everyone see that this farce is because of personal hatred, which draws everyone's attention to her, and ignores Defuhai and the prophetic poem that will invite disaster.

Good planning, Li Xiaosi wants to praise the people of this layout, and all aspects are well considered. It seems dangerous, it seems reckless, and it is simple, but in fact, every point has a deep meaning.

There are masters in the Wang family, and the number of paragraphs is higher than her. If only Du Yun was here, he would definitely be even more powerful if he was so smart. What to do, I think about him so much.

Li Xiaosi fell and rolled in the dry grass, it is better to think about who spread the rumors, after all, the person who spreads the rumors is the one who targets her, and this is closely related to herself.

But...... No, people still want to spend their clouds......

Contempt, woman!

Today, Li Xiaosi stayed in the Shen Criminal Division all day, honestly waiting for a boxed lunch. The rice is moldy, the vegetables are rancid, and the steamed buns are hard.

Rely on it! Isn't this forcing Li Xiaosi to be self-reliant!

Li Xiaosi threw the stoneware bowl to the ground in disgust, the food spilled, and a note was revealed inside, which was opened, and only one word "弇" was written in it.

I heard that she entered the Criminal Division, worried? Damn, Li Xiaosi is used to feeding the whole family by one person and not being hungry, forgetting that now he is also a person who has a family and someone who cares.

Li Xiaosi's brows furrowed, but his heart was very warm. Raise your eyebrows, reveal the tools in your sleeves, and with a slight movement of your fingers, the lock has been opened.

Clapping his hands, Li Xiaosi raised his feet and left.

"Hey, are you going out again? You're still a little conscious of going to jail, alas, I said can you take me...... Well, at least bring me something to eat, the food here is terrible. Defuhai watched Li Xiaosi leave, all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred, and I don't know if she heard what he said, especially the last sentence.

The reason why Liuqing Street is called Liuqing Street is because there was a celebrity named Liuqing who lived here before.

Liu Qing's old house is next to Geng Yi's new home, on the other side...... Don't guess, that's right, it's Luofu's mansion in the capital, Luo Jingcheng's nest.

Who dares to say that Luo Jingcheng found such a place for Geng Yi in the first place, and there was no personal reason to drag it out and slap his mouth!

Li Xiaosi climbed over the wall and saw Luo Jingcheng lying in the Geng's canteen, eating and drinking.

"The wine is fragrant, Uncle Drunk is drinking again, well, no, it's the imperial wine in the palace. Minxian, it's Minxian who is back. Luo Jingcheng turned his face and saw Li Xiaosi at the door, and flew over: "Sister Geng." ”

Li Xiaosi rolled his eyes, not knowing whether to praise Uncle Drunk for being too anxious, or if Luo Jingcheng reacted quickly.

A foot away, the compass was stopped by a palm a foot away.

Geng Yi straightened his arm and slapped Luo Jingcheng's forehead with his palm, refusing him to get closer to Miss Geng's fourth lady, Li Xiaosi.

"Fifth Brother Geng, you, stingy." The compass pouted.

"You're back, it's good to be back." Geng Yi stirred his lips, a thousand words in his heart, and what he said was just such a short sentence.

The door opened, and Chunhong came in with a plate of dim sum. When he saw Li Xiaosi, his expression was sluggish for a second, and then he hugged Li Xiaosi and began to howl.

Li Xiaosi quickly fished back the pitiful plate of dim sum that was abandoned by Chunhong, held it high with one hand, held the plate with the other, and contributed his body as a pillar to Chunhong.

It's really a handful of snot and tears, and she has ruined a set of new clothes in order to go home.

Cry, you cry first, I'm hungry, eat a snack first. Li Xiaosi let Chunhong hold him, and stuffed a snack into his mouth.

"Miss, are you okay, why did you come back, didn't you hear that you were imprisoned in the Criminal Division? Where is the most terrible place in the palace, are you okay, have they bullied you, have you been tortured, have you been injured? Chunhong talked to herself, she scared herself enough that she cried even more.

"You let go of your young lady first, let her sit down and eat, and speak slowly." Geng Yi's friendly reminder.

"Oh, okay." Chunhong let go of Li Xiaosi, accepted the opinion with kindness, and pulled Li Xiaosi to sit down at the table.

"Miss, you've lost weight, eat more." Chunhong took a pair of chopsticks and gave Li Xiaosi a piece of food.

Is she skinny? Luo Jingcheng nodded, and Geng Yi watched silently. Can you not be like this, staring at her one by two, how can this be eaten? I can't swallow it, how can I cry.