The smund was not for Steward Zhou, Steward Zhou read it at a glance, and glanced at Xiaoluo with her eyes, nose, nose, nose, and heart, it seemed that she didn't know the content of the stipopy. It's just that the letter is not for himself, he knows that it is those twists and turns between nobles. Please sit in the wing room across the courtyard in the front hall.

It stands to reason that there are guests in the family who come to at least the front hall to entertain guests, but Xiaoluo is looking for Steward Zhou, and Steward Zhou is not qualified to entertain guests in the front hall, so he has to let Xiaoluo rest here, but Xiaoluo doesn't know some of the doors of this family and doesn't care. Steward Zhou went out of the wing room and immediately grabbed the door and went out to find the prince.

The letter from Mrs. Yuning was to the prince of Cheng'en, Yan Han, that is, her younger brother.

After reading the burning, Shizi glanced at Steward Zhou, who was standing respectfully in the corner, beckoned and whispered, and Steward Zhou walked out with a document stamped with the seal of the Cheng'en Mansion.

For this little girl, Steward Zhou has always only heard of her name and not seen her, but today she suddenly came like this, and the prince did not receive this girl according to common sense. Steward Zhou didn't understand it in his heart, he really didn't understand and didn't dare to ask, seeing that the prince didn't even ask a polite question, and he didn't want to say anything else, he took some pastries from the back kitchen and wrapped them and gave them to Xiaoluo.

Xiao Luo was very heartfelt, and he didn't expect so many at all, but he thought that Steward Zhou was grateful for preparing the pastries for himself.

Anguo Mansion, in her heart, she didn't know what kind of existence it was, she could continue to supply her food and clothing in the past six years, although it didn't cost a lot of money, it was also a thing in the end, Xiaoluo was very moved. But moved to be moved, it seems that the people in the Anguo Mansion are not happy to see her, and the twists and turns make her think very hard. The master said that if you don't care about yourself, don't care about yourself, Xiaoluo has always remembered this sentence.

At the behest of Mrs. Yuning, in order to facilitate her to act cheaply in the capital, she deliberately disguised herself as a man. Originally, Xiaoluo was full of heroism, and the high ball bun was even more elongated and the face looked more heroic. In this way, she slipped the fast horse of the Prince's Mansion towards the prison on Jiadao Street.

Although the prison is located in the capital, it is an obscure place in the end, so it is still a little far from a place like the Anguo Mansion, Xiaoluo is a road idiot, and he asked a few people to get around, regardless of the strange faces of those passers-by. The clerk who took charge of the paperwork, a fierce-looking person walked out, and without asking much, he directly brought Xiaoluo to him, Rao is Xiaoluo did not change his face, and when he came to a place like the dungeon, he still couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and his heart was concerned.

There was either a murmuring sound in the dungeon that passed by, or it was as silent as death. But this place is different, everyone sits together with their fists as sticks, and the walls as wooden fish, beating rhythmically, and the masters whisper softly. Xiaoluo saw the good fate master at a glance, and couldn't hold back her tears anymore. She quickly wiped her cuffs, took some pieces of silver from her bosom and gave it to the jailer, who walked away with disdain.

"Miss, why are you here?" The first to react was Qiu'er, she was young in the temple and was close to herself, so she rushed forward like seeing a savior.

The knocking has stopped, Xiaoluo doesn't know how to speak, looking at Qiu'er's black and white face, she feels very uncomfortable. She looked at Shi Taixing and bowed and asked softly,

"Master, how can I save you?" Although the good fate master is not closer than her own master, she is the abbot of Xiaozhao Temple, and her chess, calligraphy and painting are all taught by her.

"You don't have to save each other, everything has its own certainty!" Mrs. Shi said kindly, Xiao Luo looked at the other masters sitting in the same cell and was obviously a little agitated, they looked at her earnestly but did not dare to speak.

"Miss, Miss", Qiu'er beckoned her to come over.

She has always been a straight gut, and she speaks directly when she has something to say, and she is not afraid of the so-called blame of the teacher when she says it, so she has no taboos. Xiaoluo walked over to her, slowly squatted down and listened to her story.

"After you went to Yunfeng, a group of people from the government came, saying that someone accused the master of being too ......, "Qiu'er stopped", that is, the master said that she was Xiliang Xizuo, and this Xiaozhao Temple was a den. ”

"The master is definitely not Xiliang Xiaozuo!" Xiao Luo said sharply.

"I know, I know," Qiu'er was a little hurried, "Miss, listen to me, there is a context to this." She swallowed and continued,

"That day, the master only let you send her alone, I heard that someone came to connect, and the person who joined was arrested by you, and there was no joint."

Arrest that day? Xiaoluo remembered, could it be a person with a disgusting scar.

"Is it a man with a scar on his face?"

"Where did I see anyone?" Qiu'er asked as if she had discovered a new world, "Do you remember anything?" Anyone in mind? “

Xiaoluo nodded.

"It's that person who testifies, you go and ask and investigate, why does he testify, as long as we find that person, we can wash away our grievances." Qiu'er finished speaking in one breath, her eyes full of anticipation.

Xiaoluo gasped and finally understood the process of this matter. But what she remembered in her head was the young man in brocade clothes and his face was not angry and arrogant, what was his identity? Does all this have anything to do with him? This thought is a bit distracting.

"Miss, Miss, have you thought of it?" Qiu'er asked eagerly.

Xiaoluo nodded, stepped forward and knelt down to say goodbye to Mrs. Shanyuan again, and said loudly: "Mrs. Wronged Mrs. has suffered here, Xiaoluo, I will definitely find out the truth and return the reputation of Xiaozhao Temple as soon as possible, and return Mrs. Shi's reputation." After speaking, he solemnly saluted.

Mrs. Shanyuan didn't say much, just smiled and nodded.

The jailer came to urge, Xiaoluo had to go out with him, and threw a burden of food prepared by the housekeeper of the Guogong Mansion to Qiu'er, Xiaoluo heard a gasp, and she didn't look back.

Out of the prison door, the dazzling sunlight slanted over, but for a while, Xiaoluo was a little uncomfortable, and if he adapts to the darkness, he will be confined to the dark, and when will the people who are confined to the darkness see the light?

All the way to the east to the capital, Xiaoluo already has a spectrum in his heart.

Dengwen drum equipment palace Yongding gate facing south, early in the morning Xiaoluo dressed neatly and rode a fast horse to rush over. I heard that today's saints are all in the early dynasty, and she must seize this opportunity to cry out for Xiaozhao Temple! Be sure to save the master! Xiaoluo touched the paper in his arms, and his heart was full of indignation.

At the beginning of the first emperor's establishment of the industry, all kinds of waste were waiting for the new, so the Dengwen Drum Courtyard of the previous dynasty was not opened. Until today, the saint succeeded to the throne and re-ascended the Wengu Academy, and the officials in the courtyard were all officials in Beijing, named "Counselor". This is not a good errand, at the beginning it was taken by a few Shangshu lords, and then it slowly evolved into a family of children who had never entered the ranks, they basically had no other official positions but had the power to reach the heavenly hearers. But it is not known whether this power is equal for everyone, and perhaps bringing out a wrong case will affect the national policy of the current dynasty; Perhaps a second-class minister will be beheaded after arraignment of a prisoner, or a retrial of an unjust case can rectify the rule of officials.

Xiao Luo didn't understand the Tao at all, and seeing that the vermilion lacquer door was not opened, she didn't think about it, and knocked on the drumstick with a red cloth "dong dong".

Finally, it sounded, and Yan Han, who was sitting in the room, flashed a moment of cunning on his face, and he sat there quietly, as if he was watching a good show.

The vermilion gate slowly opened, and the first officer and soldier in a green robe and red belt rushed out quickly, muttering: "Don't knock, don't knock!" ”

Xiaoluo immediately stopped and looked at him silently.

"What about you? Don't knock! The man was visibly impatient, "Ribbon paper?" ”

Xiaoluo took it out of her arms and looked at him with a little suspicion, such a person can also avenge her? She reached out in fear.

"Isn't that right?" The man snatched it up, unfolded it casually, and looked at Xiao Luo while looking at it and asked, "Who are you from that Xiaozhao Temple?" ”

"I'm ......" Xiaoluo wanted to say that she was also from Xiaozhao Temple, but when she thought that no one in Xiaozhao Temple was spared, she changed her words and continued: "Master Shanyuan once saved my life. ”

"Oh......" The thing didn't seem to believe it, and looked at her a few more times.

Xiaoluo wanted to say a few more words of pleading, but seeing that this person didn't seem to be in charge, she was a little hesitant to say something nice to her. She remembered very well that the people who came to Xiaozhao Temple to ask for marriage before were not only very polite to the good fortune master, but also Su Ming Xiaoni, who was sprinkled and swept in the abbot's house, was also very polite, shouldn't she too? No, it's not that they're just doing things according to the law, if I ask him, it will show that I am not wronged or that I am not easy to bully? Xiaoluo is a little uncertain.

"What are you doing there? Come in with me and see your lordship. The man spoke very quickly, and Xiaoluo was still thinking about things, and when she heard it without a clue, she saw that she took the paper and went inside, and she hurriedly followed her heels.

The yamen is not wide, but there is a corridor that cannot be seen at a glance, and the vermilion windows of the scattered compartments make people feel an inexplicable sense of oppression, like, just like the young man in brocade clothes and sword eyebrows, Xiaoluo suddenly burst out of his head.

"What are you shouting about?" The master in charge seems to be commonplace, and when he saw Xiaoluo's tone, he asked very normally. It makes Xiaoluo feel that shouting grievances is a normal procedure, which is very uncomfortable.

"My lord, I was once ...... by the good karma master of Xiaozhao Temple" Xiaoluo had not finished speaking, and was forcibly interrupted by the principal.

"What? Jokhang Temple? You shout for Xiaozhao Temple! "The loud voice is a little scared.

"yes, what's so strange about that?" Xiao Luo propped up the table with both hands and emphasized, "This is the Dengwen Drum Courtyard, no matter what, you can beat the drum here and shout grievances!" “

The guy's expression was a little ugly, looking at Xiaoluo's strength in holding his hand, he should have two moments, and his face turned and he shouted: "Wang Gan, you come over for me!" “

This angry shout startled Xiaoluo.

"Send this certificate to the state and county for verification!" The principal shook his hand.