The elbow from the red sauce seems to be better than before.

Taking a sip of the meat skin that had been stewed, Zhao Surui only felt that his mouth had been muddled, and when the whole mouthful of meat was down, he ate another big bite, gnawing half of his face with oil.

A few of the jailers saw it outside, and they were so hungry that they almost drooled.

Tu Nan tied up the bamboo in his hand and erected it, built a frame around the bed, and spread a light blue curtain on the top.

Zhao Surui took the time to take a look, not very satisfied, and didn't say anything in the end.

After all, he is a woman, and Tu Nan can think of covering up for him, and he has to boast about his carefulness.

With this tent, he lived in the cell and realized that the torches in this cell were not extinguished all day, and at night the wind and fire shook people's shadows, which was really grinding.

After laying out the curtain, Tu Nan got out of bed and poured a bowl of winter bamboo shoot soup stewed with pickles and pickles for the "girl".

"Girl, drink some soup, don't hurt your spleen and stomach."

Zhao Surui raised his head and glanced at it, took it over and drank it, even poured the bamboo shoots and dried shrimp inside into his mouth, chewed a few times, and continued to gnaw on his elbow.

Tu Nan looked around, it took her a few days of hard work, and the cell looked much better than before.

In fact, this is also because the city patrol Yushi surnamed Yu is indeed a timid drill man, knowing that this "Shen family" has an extraordinary background and is backed by the West Factory, he did not dare to slack off at all, and that night he let people vacate a dark room in the cell to clean up the "Shen family" to make a thatched room, and several jailers were also driven to the outside thatched toilet to solve the big and small emergencies.

Otherwise, just eating, drinking, and drowning in the same place can suffocate that squeamish person to death.

"Mrs. Shen, I'll refill the charcoal in the charcoal basin for you."

The young man stood respectfully at the door of the cell in the short clothes of a jailer, and Zhao Surui glanced at him and nodded.

The jailer brought in a basket of coals, and worked carefully, sandwiching the coals piece by piece into the basin with wooden pliers.

Tu Nan glanced at him twice, and when he turned back, he saw that the "girl from home" was looking at the food in front of her with some embarrassment.

It's not that you can't eat it.

is willing to appreciate things, but is reluctant to eat in his mouth.

Tu Nan sighed in her heart, took out a few more dough cakes wrapped in oiled paper from the baggage she brought, which were filled with lard residues, diced meat, and shredded cabbage, and handed a piece of broken silver between her fingers and the cake together, she smiled and said:

"I'm sorry for you, this is what our lady has given you to eat."

Flattered, the jailer hurriedly took it with both hands, and with more weight in his hand, he smiled more earnestly:

"The girl is polite, the little surname is Qian, everyone in this prison calls me Qian Xiaowu, if the lady has any orders, just call me!"

Tu Nan glanced at his own girl again, and said with a smile to the jailer named Qian Xiaowu:

"My wife is not difficult to serve......

"Yes, yes! Don't worry, girl, the master outside has an explanation."

The so-called "master outside" is naturally a person from the West Factory, Tu Nan knew it in his heart, and calculated that the pork knuckle of the "own girl" was about to be gnawed, and he mixed it with water in the copper basin and added two extra drops of perfume.

After cleaning his hands and face, Zhao Surui waved his hand again and asked Tu Nan to hurry up, and when Tu Nan really left, after a while, he became bored again. ….

Emperor Zhaode, who has always been unfamiliar with knowledge, deliberately asked the maid to bring in the book to relieve boredom, but he was too lazy to read it, he wanted to sleep, and his stomach was still round.

Walking around the cell a few times, Zhao Surui raised his eyes to look outside, the little jailer was sitting in the corner far away from the fire pit just now, and the two older jailers were eating the cakes given by Tu Nan while baking the fire.

As he spoke, the crumbs of bread were about to squirt out.

Zhao Surui rolled his eyes and kicked on the railing:

"Qian Xiaowu, you come over to me."

"Yes!"

The little jailer hurriedly walked over, "Madame, what do you command?"

I looked at the year through the railing

With a light glance, Zhao Surui waved his hand casually:

"I'm bored here, you come in and think of a way to relieve my boredom."

The tone of his speech is really arrogant, but who let Emperor Zhaode hide in this skin? If he was in the palace, the ones who could get the opportunity to relieve his boredom in front of him were the four eunuchs who had to shake the palace walls for two steps in the palace.

Qian Xiaowu was a little embarrassed and said, "Madam, villains, villains will not relieve people's boredom."

The two jailers over there were already snorting and laughing, and one of the jailers, with a broad face and a strong body, opened his mouth and was about to say something, but was stopped by the person next to him.

I want to know what kind of obscenity he wants to say.

Zhao Surui then realized that there was something wrong with what he said, he sat down on the cushioned chair, and raised his chin at Qian Xiaowu:

"Then you set up a stool and sit there."

Qian Xiaowu was naturally happy, there were three or four braziers in the cell where Mrs. Shen lived, and there was no warmer place in the entire cell, so he moved a wooden bench and sat down, put his hands on his legs, and looked well-behaved.

"How old are you?"

"Back to Madame's words, the villain is seventeen this year."

"How long have you been a jailer?"

"I only came here last March."

"How did you become a jailer?"

"The villain, the villain's father is the jailer, and my father asked me to be a jailer, and I will be it."

Zhao Surui nodded.

The jailers and servants are all lowly servants, and they are among the ninth-rate ones, and most of them are fathers and sons who inherit their father's business.

The woman in front of her was beautiful and had extraordinary manners, and at first glance she was a valuable person with gold and jade piled up with ice and snow, and Qian Xiaowu didn't dare to raise her head and eyes.

Leaning on the chair, Zhao Surui held the small hand stove in his hand:

"What kind of murderers did you see when you were a jailer?"

Qian Xiaowu almost buried his head in his navel, and said in a sullen voice:

"I've seen some, last winter there was a person who killed a family of four in a row, and he was detained by us for a few days before being transferred to the criminal department."

Killed a family of four?

Zhao Surui was immediately very interested: "But the one surnamed Sun? Because of the entanglement of money, he killed the family of four people, young and old?"

"What's more! I didn't even let go of the big yellow dog."

Speaking of these cases, Qian Xiaowu also forgot to restrain himself:

"I didn't expect Mrs. to know, too, there is no one in Yanjing City who doesn't know about this matter, they are all saying that Chen Dalang's family is miserable, obviously they borrowed money kindly, but they were killed, for eight taels of silver, four human lives, and one dog life." ….

As he spoke, Qian Xiaowu sighed and shook his head.

"It's not as simple as eight taels of silver." Such a murder happened in Yanjing City again, the Criminal Department, Dali Temple, Metropolitan Procuratorate, and Jinyiwei all had to be folded, Zhao Surui had seen it so many times, although he stayed in the deep palace, he knew more than Qian Xiaowu who had ever met the murderer face to face.

"That murderer Sun ...... Sun is a good gambler, originally there was some industry in the family, just for bad gambling, selling children and daughters, Chen Dalang and his family are old friends, borrowing him money was to help him change his life and make a comeback, but I didn't expect the surname Sun to make money and then go to bad gambling, not only lost all the new family business, but also owed a dozen taels of silver usury, really lost to the end of the mountain."

Recalling the documents he saw at the beginning, Zhao Surui was amazed, the gambling house was cunning, the loan shark was fierce, the murderer wanted to kill the only good person, and the heart of some people in this world was really dirty if it was thrown in the dung pit.

Qian Xiaowu also heard it: "I, I thought it was Chen Dalang who forced the debt!"

Zhao Surui sneered: "A family of ordinary and good people, who dares to force debts from gamblers?"

The two chatted for a while, but they were more familiar than just now, Zhao Surui has always been a little more tolerant of obedient people, and took a box of dried dates that he didn't like from the dim sum box left by Tu Nan, he glanced at Qian Xiaowu, Qian Xiaowu hurriedly crossed the fence with both hands, and let him pour two handfuls of dried dates inside.

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I knew that my grandson Hu was so good, so I wouldn't help him deliver food and water, Madame is really knowledgeable and knows everything."

"Hmph, that's all I know?" Looking at the brazier, Zhao Surui grabbed the pine nuts by himself, and wanted to eat them, but because his stomach was really supportive, he put them back.

He looked at Qian Xiaowu again: "Since you can even remember the prisoner more than a year ago, the Hu Hui who was killed by me has always been evil, you also know him, right?"

Qian Xiaowu pinched the dried dates in his hand, raised his eyes carefully, and looked at the two older jailers behind him, who were talking, ignoring them.

"Yes." He said, "Hu Hui is a frequent visitor to our place, robbing money and stealing things, there are many secret doors and outer doors on the front street of Guanyin Temple, he always stares at them, he always says that those women are not innocent of themselves, and they dare not say that they have suffered losses."

Zhao Surui sneered: "Not innocent? If he really dares to be a Jiangyang thief and changed to a wanted person in nine provinces, I still look down on him, and the result is that he is a murderer who robs women and children, and I don't think there is anyone in this world who is more innocent than him."

Seeing that the "Mrs. Shen" who came out of the golden jade pile said murderously, it was even more terrifying than any Jiangyang thief, Qian Xiaowu was so frightened that he closed his mouth.

After a moment he added:

"We all know that Hu Hui is a lewd seed, but this is not the only one we have, when the previous master was there, he wanted to dispose of this Hu Hui, and he was looking for people everywhere to find evidence of his crimes, but the women who were bullied by him didn't dare to say anything at all, they all made dirty money in private, and some things passed by forbearance, and if they really tore apart, no one could end up well." ….

"Good end? What's the end? The imperial history of patrolling the city is served once a year, and one term after another appeases the adopted daughter, and in the end it kills people, is this a good end?"

Zhao Surui glanced at Qian Xiaowu, then at a few jailers not far away, and then at the gate of the cell farther away, he knew very well in his heart that these words were not something that this raw melon-like jailer could come up with, someone must have taught him, just thinking that he could leave this cell.

Qian Xiaowu shrank his head and didn't dare to say anything again.

He didn't speak, Zhao Surui had something to say.

"You don't have to think about persuading me to go back, I killed someone in court, the great crime is unforgivable, if this matter doesn't come to an end, I'll sit in prison here! Or, transfer the file to the Criminal Department and cut off my head, but before chopping it off, you have to explain what the Hu Society did in the past, and how your imperial history of the past dynasties patrolled the city was covered, and how there were no cases investigated, heh, I want to see how there are a few kneeling side by side with me on the head-cutting platform!"

Qian Xiaowu was born in a lowly servant, and most of his usual neighbors are ninth-rate, so he hasn't seen those leaning on the door frame and scolding the street.

But the woman who sat on the chair and scolded the official directly, it was the first time he had seen her.

Zhao Surui scolded happily, he was not the only one in this cell, and soon, someone shouted from the depths of the cell:

"Where's that fairy out there? It's hard to speak!"

"This is a heavenly immortal, it is clearly a heavenly king, hahahaha!"

The two older jailers quickly stood up and picked up sticks to "beat" the prisoners.

After turning around, one of the jailers spat when he passed by Zhao Surui's cell:

"Trouble girls! Why didn't you let Hu Hui kill him together, and the color of tearing his skirt and taking off his pants has caused us all these troubles......

Before the jailer could finish his sentence, he suddenly screamed.

No one saw how the "Lady Shen" moved, only to see a piece of red-hot charcoal smashed into the jailer's face, burning him to the point of wailing.

For a moment, the entire cell fell silent.

The door of Zhao Surui's cell was not closed, but it was just hidden, and he kicked it open at this time.

"As a jailer, you are taking the food of the imperial court, and you are doing fair business, you dare to say such things!"

Qian Xiaowu's eyes widened, watching the "Mrs. Shen" walk out like a murderous god, and couldn't help but retreat

Two steps.

The jailer, whose face was burned with a string of burning bubbles, had already fallen to the ground, and when he saw "her", he couldn't help but show timidity in his heart: "You! You! You woman!"

"How am I this woman? Am I not a woman a thousand times stronger than you?"

Zhao Surui kicked again and kicked directly on the man's body.

Another jailer tried to stop him, but he pulled his saber directly from his waist.

The tip of the knife was pointed at the jailer's broad neck, and Zhao Surui looked at him like a dead man:

"I've never heard that the jailers of the Dayong Dynasty dare to threaten others with the misery of the bitter master, come, after what you just said, let me hear if I have been frightened by you!"

Hearing the commotion inside, the patrol guards outside and inside hurriedly rushed out, and they were shocked when they saw the scene in front of them. ….

The cell boss hurriedly took two steps forward:

"Mrs. Shen, you have a lot of adults, don't be like this, he drank too much dog urine last night and his brain is still chaotic, and he has no intention of offending the woman."

"Don't." Zhao Surui seemed to be smiling, staring at the jailer with good eyes, and once the killing intent in his heart started, he couldn't fall down.

"If you say it, nail it to the wall, listen to what you mean, you haven't talked about Hu Hui's case in your mouth these days, right? Well? Tear up your skirt and take off your pants, you think a lot!"

The tip of his knife retreated slightly, Qian Xiaowu thought that Mrs. Shen was going to stop, and hurriedly dragged the jailer out, but he didn't expect that the palm carved out of the white jade turned around, and it actually pierced straight down, and the sound like a crack sounded, only to see that the steel knife directly pierced the man's thigh, piercing the person to the ground.

Blood splattered and wails arose.

Zhao Surui looked at the hem of his blood-stained skirt, clapped his hands, and straightened up.

"Skirt pants? What is the point of preaching such words? If you are bored in the future, tell me how I castrated Hu Hui while he was still alive, and then tell me how I pierced such *** thighs with a knife, and I like to look at skirts and pants so much, so that I can see enough and think enough."

The cell boss swallowed his spit, not knowing what to say for a while.

In the past few days, it has also been found out in the yamen that this Mrs. Shen is the daughter of the former co-organizer of the university scholar and the second young lady of the Ning'an Bo Mansion, who was originally going to be sent to Zhuangzi to rest, but she returned to the capital and was taken care of by the West Factory so much.

It's just that this woman is messing with a secret prostitute again, and there is nothing unpleasant to say from the top and bottom of the yamen.

Or that she is probably the old bustard in the secret, who killed Na Hu Hui for her own cash cow.

Either she simply said that she didn't know what she had secretly done to make a living and hooked up with the adults of the West Factory, otherwise how could she be taken care of here.

Although these jailers are from humble backgrounds, it is not uncommon for them to touch the world with their mouths, and in just two days, they have spread all kinds of the Shen family to a vivid and fragrant fragrance, which is reverie, especially the paragraph of how she went from Ning Anbo's Mansion to the outside and served as a counterpart to the eunuch in the West Factory, that is really ...... Hearing it, people itched physically and mentally, and they couldn't wait to roll on the bed and let the eunuch play with it, and it could also be exchanged for the "blessing" that even the adults of the procuratorate now have to change the law to flatter.

Now, the "blessing" in my head is really washed away by this murderous aura.

The woman pierced the human leg in half, and her face was not afraid, and she could even laugh.

Even the cell boss, who is accustomed to seeing heavy prisoners, feels cold in his heart when he sees this.

"Shen, Mrs. Shen, we have no intention of being contemptuous......

"Really?"

Zhao Surui looked at the cell head.

But still laughing.

"I think you deserve it."

He looked at the cell boss and saw that the cell boss's heart was cold.

I—We'd better be contemptuous of you.

And then, and then you stabbed it all, all?

Zhao Surui didn't care about the mess, turned around and went back to his cell, disgusted that there was blood on the ground outside, and he closed the door.

Outside the door, the cell boss lowered his voice: "Don't hurry up and drag people out!" Which of you can

Whoever talks to Mrs. Shen is waiting carefully!" ….

The jailer who had been snatched away by "Mrs. Shen" before hurriedly pointed to Qian Xiaowu.

"Song Tou'er! Mrs. Shen likes to talk to Qian Xiaowu the most!"

"Qian Xiaowu stayed and scrubbed the blood! The rest will come out with me first!"

Qian Xiaowu's eyes widened in horror, when did Shen and Mrs. Shen love to talk to him? How did he not know?

In the cell, Zhao Surui was aroused by the blood and was domineering, only feeling that this cell was also his territory, and seeing that only the raw and vegetable Qian Xiaowu was scrubbing the ground outside, he casually called:

"You, come here."

Qian Xiaowu almost knelt down and looked in through the wooden fence of the cell.

Obviously, there is a wooden fence, and he also knows that Mrs. Shen inside is the one who is locked up, but Qian Xiaowu trembles, and always feels that he is the one who is locked up in it as a fish on the board.

"Shen, Shen...... Mrs. Shen."

"This cell is inside and out, with jailers and prisoners, and you tell me everything you know."

「…… Yes~"

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Outside the yamen of the procuratorate, Yu Simei saw Fang Qien again.

"Boss Fang, are you here when you have time?"

Fang Qien smiled on his face: "There are high-ranking female officials in front of the emperor, and they are also willing to assign me some errands that can leave the palace, how is the lady today?"

Yu Simei grinned: "That's naturally good, Miss Ling carried a lot of things into it."

Fang Qien frowned: "Mrs. Shen has been in prison for three or four days, and she hasn't complained?"

Fourth Sister Yu shook her head and asked him rhetorically, "Boss Fang, the emperor hasn't said anything all along?"

Fang Qien did not say anything.

The emperor said that he was going to leave the palace tomorrow, but he didn't want to come here, but to mourn Mrs. Yao.

"You just have to serve with all your heart, don't let Mrs. Shen be wronged."

"Boss Fang, don't worry...... It's just that Mrs. Shen is a weak female stream, and it's not good to let her stay in that prison for a long time, otherwise, let's just move her to Beizhen Fusi, even if she is locked up, it is better than here."

is also a jailer, and the jailers of Beizhen Fusi are all from Jinyiwei, and they are much stronger than these ordinary jailers in terms of knowledge and means.

Fang Qien glanced at him: "The emperor asked you to come, it was for you to serve Shen Niangzi, not for you to take charge of people."

Fourth Sister Yu lowered her head slightly: "I'm just afraid that Mrs. Shen has been wronged here."

"If Shen Niangzi is really wronged, it is because you have served you badly."

Fang Qien straightened his sleeves and glanced at the yamen of the Xicheng Inspectorate again.

"Beat the jailers and servants inside, don't let anything dirty and smelly dirty Shen Niangzi's ears."

"Yes."

This chicken and mouse could never have imagined that in the cell behind the yamen, the "Shen Niangzi" of the "weak female stream" seemed to be a bully and a tiger descending the mountain, walking in the corridor of the cell, just like walking in the imperial garden of his own home.

Qian Xiaowu led the way in front, and the two went to a cell one after the other to sign it.

"Shih?"

The woman who was slumped on the haystack looked up and saw only a lantern and a jade face illuminated by the lantern.

"You're Shi?" Zhao Surui took a look at it by the light, and then looked away, the depths of this cell were as cold as an ice cellar, if it weren't for Qian Xiaowu saying that these jailers wanted to freeze this Shi to death in this cell, she wouldn't have bothered to make such a trip.

"Come out, come with me, your cell will be next door to me in the future."

Shi Shi slowly rolled up, the night she came, she found that the quilt she gave herself was not a quilt but filled with reed wadding, and there was no charcoal, so she was frostbitten overnight, and now she has a headache and a sore throat, and she doesn't even have the strength to speak.

She still wanted to take her quilt with her, Qian Xiaowu whispered, "Don't take anything, let's go quickly!"

Shi Shi glanced at him, but still held the quilt in his arms.

On the way back, it was Zhao Surui who walked in front.

Although it was cold, his pace was unhurried, and he looked through the cells one by one.

Shi Shi followed behind "her", struggling to move his steps.

"What's your name?"

"Shi ...... Give...... Xinmei."

"Hmm."

Zhao Surui nodded and asked again:

"Do you know why I'm in this prison?"

Shi Xinmei didn't say anything.

"I killed someone in the yamen, and today I stabbed another one."

Zhao Surui was still a little proud when he said it, and he was happy to be able to scare people.

"When someone kills, I kill them, and when someone hurts, I hurt them."

He, Emperor Zhaode, domineering!

The three of them gradually came to a place where there was light.

Shi Xinmei blinked hard.

I could barely see the appearance of the woman in front of me.

"Good Bodhisattva."

She praised.

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