The husband died in the army, and he was paid empty wages.

I have no support, and I am eaten by others.

Zhao Surui took a sip of Tu Nan's tea and said to Shi Xinmei, "Even if you are a piece of meat, you can't stand being eaten by both ends."

Shi Xinmei shrunk her neck, her fingers pulled the quilt under her body, remembering that it was a new silk quilt, her fingers stopped there, like a dried branch:

"Fairy Lady is right."

Zhao Surui took a deep breath and raised his eyes to look at Tu Nan:

"I want to know who wants to kill her, you can find a way for people to check, whether it's Cui Jinniang or someone else, you can use it."

Tu Nan lowered his head slightly: "Yes."

"As for the paid left outpost camp, this matter ......

Zhao Surui just wanted to say that he would hand over this matter to the West Factory who was waiting outside, but he changed his mind again.

This matter was handed over to Xichang, that is, it was handed over to Shen Sanzhu, what did he want to do with Emperor Zhaode, when did he have to transfer his hand from someone else's hands?

Thinking that when he was driving in person, he saw the brothers who died on the battlefield being taken away, and there were still people who dared to take money from it to eat empty salaries, and he had eaten for several years, Zhao Surui grabbed the small hand stove in his hand again.

"Tu Nan, you come in with pen and paper at dinner and write a note for her."

"Yes."

Zhao Surui glanced at Shi Xinmei again, and saw that she was still shrinking in the corner, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"Whoever wants to eat your household, tell me in detail."

The governor of the five military camps couldn't move for a while, and it was not easy to clean up a few splashes?

Emperor Zhaode ate the pine nuts peeled by Tu Nan, and thought so in his heart.

——

At night, Zhao Surui was suddenly awakened by a small sound, he opened his eyes in a daze, only to see a dark place, only a faint spark in the charcoal basin.

He sat up sharply, only to see a shadow of a dark shadow in the cell next door.

In the afternoon, Shi Xinmei didn't want to get in the way for him, so she dragged her stack of quilts back to the cell next door.

The small sound that woke him up turned out to be the sound of Shi Xinmei kicking the wooden fence of the cell as she struggled.

"Who!"

Zhao Surui scolded loudly, and was about to leave his cell when he got out of bed, but he only heard the sound of chains and chains, and his cell had been locked.

Ignoring the sidelines, Zhao Surui casually touched a tea cup and smashed it along the gap in the wooden fence.

The man was hit and let out a muffled snort, but he still covered Shi Xinmei with the quilt.

Zhao Surui looked around, picked up the soju that Tu Nan had left for him to warm up at night, and raised it on the spark of the charcoal stove.

This soju is still what kind of jade branch spring was brewed by Shen Sanrui in the past, Zhao Surui can get drunk after drinking three or four cups, the spicy wine in the entrance was splashed on the spark and immediately burned, Zhao Surui saw the open flame, and immediately poured the wine into a wooden bowl and lit it with fire, he held the wooden bowl and stuck it on the wooden fence, and struggled to splash the burning wine on the man.

The wine with the fire splashed all the way, most of it was extinguished in the cool breeze, and the small half was splashed on the man, who screamed in surprise and hurriedly retreated.

By the light of the fire, Zhao Surui saw the man's face clearly, and it was indeed a jailer in the prison. ….

The man hurriedly tore off the burning turban and clothes on his body, threw them aside, and saw "Shen Niangzi" looking at him through the wooden fence, and quickly pulled out the knife.

Zhao Surui raised his eyebrows, and a murderous smile appeared on his face:

"Want to kill someone? You're going to try it!"

Knowing that his affairs were exposed, this "Shen Niangzi" had an extraordinary background, and the jailer was vicious and brave, and raised his knife to slash at the gap in the wooden fence.

Zhao Surui took two steps back, his hands behind his back, clutching a changed piece of clothing, which he twisted into a rope as he turned his wrist.

Through the wooden fence, the man couldn't cut anyone even if he stretched out his arms, Zhao Surui avoided his knife, and took advantage of the gap where he hadn't recovered his clothes

The rope was wrapped around the man's elbow.

The jailer hurriedly recovered his arm, Zhao Surui took the opportunity to twist his clothes, and the whole person took advantage of the situation to get up, stepping on the wooden fence and turning into the air, the man's arm couldn't bear the strength, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the knife fell to the ground.

only heard the sound of "bang", and Zhao Surui himself fell heavily to the ground.

Secretly scolding Shen Sanrui's broken body in his heart, Zhao Surui endured the pain on his body and struggled to stand up, but saw that he heard the man let out another scream.

Shi Xinmei threw herself on the man, pulled his ears with both hands, and shouted in a dumb voice:

"Fairy Lady, run! In the next life, I will repay you as a cow and a horse!"

Zhao Surui saw that the jailer was still stretching out his hand to touch the knife, so he quickly snatched the knife in his hand.

"You touched the key and threw it to me!"

Before he could finish speaking, he stepped on the man's hand, and he stabbed half of the blade into the man's upper arm.

He stabbed down, and the jailer's screams immediately turned into howls.

Shi Xinmei was also taken aback, and in a panic, she touched the person's body.

Zhao Surui rubbed her sore buttocks and shoulders, and was really angry when he saw her clumsy appearance:

"What are you touching him, didn't he rip off all his clothes?"

Shi Xinmei suddenly realized, and hurriedly turned around to turn over the coat that was thrown on the ground by the man.

The man's clothes were still burning after they were ignited, and the hay next to him and the quilt that Shi Xinmei had originally covered his body were burned, Shi Xinmei flipped through the two times with his hand and didn't find the key, so he picked up the dirty old clothes he took off before and slapped the fire a few times to extinguish the fire, and then touched a bunch of keys from inside.

She hurriedly handed the key to the "Fairy Lady" through the wooden fence.

Zhao Surui took the key, and saw that there was a new one on it through the light he lit, he tried it slightly, and sure enough, it was on his door, and opened the door of his cell, Zhao Surui looked left and right, and then looked at the door of the prison cell.

"Fairies, fairy bodhisattvas?"

Seeing Shi Xinmei coming out of her cell, Zhao Surui finally rolled his eyes unbearably:

"Have you ever seen a fairy who subdued people like that?"

The jailer lay on the ground, wearing his own steel knife in one arm, and for a moment could not withdraw his hand from between the wooden fences, but could only crawl on the ground and wail.

Zhao Surui's hands and face were covered with blood, and when he saw Shi Xinmei looking at herself timidly, he smiled at her.

Shrinking her neck, Shi Xinmei held back three words: "See." ….

Zhao Su Rui lost his temper when he ascended, and only hated Shen Sanfu in his heart that this skin was too unsightly.

"Fairy Bodhisattva, let's get out quickly!"

"Get out?"

Zhao Surui raised his eyebrows and smiled coldly: "I'm afraid that someone outside is waiting for us to hurt the jailer and run out, so that there will be two more bodies of escaped prisoners in the lobby of the procuratorate tomorrow morning."

"That...... How's that good? I, I'm dead, I'm dead, fairy Bodhisattva, just say that this man was hurt by me! I won't bother you!"

Is he Zhao Surui a person who is afraid of being implicated?

Taking a deep breath of blood, he looked up at the high window of his cell.

"Go and seal the door of the prison from within."

She handed Shi Xinmei the shackles and locks that had been removed from her door.

Shi Xinmei took it and walked lightly to the door of the prison.

The door of the cell was a wooden door with an iron latch, and there was a hole in the wooden door on one side that was covered by a slide so that you could see out of the cell.

Glancing at the slide, Shi Xinmei hurriedly lowered her head and gently inserted the deadbolt, and then wrapped the iron chain around the deadbolt.

The sound of chains sounded, and suddenly there was a noise outside.

Shi Xinmei heard someone whispering in a trance, and she hurriedly sped up her movements.

Someone outside was suddenly pushing the door.

She hurriedly leaned against it and locked the lock.

"Open the door!"

Pushing the door became a slamming door, Shi Xinmei took a few steps back, and heard a strange noise, she looked up and saw that someone was playing with the slide.

She quickly pulled over the wooden bench and table against the door, and stumbled back to her cell with the increasingly terrible sound of slamming the door.

The cell was brightly lit at this time.

As soon as Shi Xinmei saw the scene in front of her, her heart rose to her throat.

Zhao Surui held a torch in his hand, wearing the silver rat robe, and holding his copper hand stove in his arms, and the rest of the clothes, quilts, and even wooden stools and food boxes were piled on the bed by him.

The flames burned.

"Fairy Bodhisattva?!"

"If we don't make a big deal out of it, we're both going to die here silently tonight!"

Zhao Surui is in a good mood, killing people and setting fires are not separated, he likes to kill people, and he also likes to set fires, he stabbed a meat skewer tonight, and set a fire, which can be described as a dragon of murder and arson, which makes him feel quite relaxed and happy for a long time.

Holding the torch, he looked left and right, and if it was not enough for the prison to catch fire, he simply released all the prisoners in the prison and gave them torches to kill them.

Looking at the burning clothes and bedding in a daze, and then at the side face of the "Fairy Bodhisattva", Shi Xinmei arrived at this time, and suddenly felt a sigh of relief in her heart.

Yes, she was saved!

"Fairy Bodhisattva! I have been a cow and a horse in my life, thank you for your great kindness!"

"You don't need to be a cow or a horse, you can't take your turn."

Choking on the smoke, Zhao Surui then exited the cell, and sat down in the place where the jailers usually sat at the sound of the jailer's pleading—there was also a window with the wind walking there.

With one leg resting on the other, he looked at Shi Xinmei, who was standing with her back to the firelight.

The light of the fire outlined the woman's thin body, as if she were a dead branch in the flames that had been burned into black coal. ….

"It's just a matter of eating empty wages and eating desperate households, but people won't let people kill you several times in prison."

Zhao Surui pointed at Shi Xinmei with a torch:

"I'm done, or I'm afraid you'll live past tonight, not tomorrow."

Shi Xinmei took two steps forward and looked at the woman with an arrogant and domineering face.

The firelight illuminated her face so brightly that it hurt her eyes from her hair to her eyes, as if she were the source of the fire.

Shi Xinmei lowered her head:

"Fairy Bodhisattva ......"

"You said you were sentenced to 10 days in prison for stealing three baskets of charcoal, but I think you came in because someone was out there trying to kill you. It's just that you didn't expect that the person who killed you was so determined, how could he be stopped by a cell in this mere cell?"

At this time, the jailer, who was lying on the ground begging for mercy, saw that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, almost burning to the wooden fence, and he was already crying out in terror:

"Shen Niangzi, you spare me, I will say everything! I took the money from the Bai family's steward! Spare me! I don't want to be burned to death!" He struggled to turn his arm, but the knife was across his arm, and no matter how much he turned, he couldn't pull it out of the grate.

The white housekeeper?

Zhao Surui turned a few corners in his heart, and he had already thought about all the surnames above the fourth grade in Yanjing City:

"Which Bai family?"

The jailer shouted, "It's the Bai family in Songzhi Hutong!"

Songzhi Hutong? What is it?

The smoke filled the air, the inmates in the cells were shouting "go out of the water", and the noises could be heard outside the cells.

There is also the sound of flames burning in the ears of people.

"It's the Bai family who came out of the Wu family, the Wu family is Wu Chongmin, a thousand households in the left sentry camp, my husband Sun Daqi did not die in the Northern Expedition three years ago, but died last winter, Wu Chongmin said that he wanted him to drink, but he never returned, only said that he drowned on the way back from drunkenness."

Shi Xinmei stood in place, her face had not changed, her clothes had not changed, but her tone of voice was completely different from before:

"Although my mother's family is also a military family, my mother is the daughter of a writer, and she has taught me some things since I was a child

Aware. Cold water enters the mouth and nose of a drowned person, and when he is fished up, white foam will flow from his mouth and nose, but not a person who is thrown into the water after death."

She looked at the woman in front of her:

"Fairy Bodhisattva, my husband was killed by someone, poisoned to death, and then thrown into the moat of winter."

Zhao Surui narrowed his eyes:

"You want justice for your husband?"

Shi Xinmei outlined the corners of her lower lip, as if she wanted to laugh, but she was not laughing:

"I'm a woman, and I have to pull my children, where can I talk about justice? Knowing the strangeness of my husband's death, I only said that I was sad and moved with my mother-in-law and children, and after I moved, the Bai family came to the door from time to time under the pretense of taking care of me for the old master, and secretly encouraged the Sun family to seek to seize our family property. After the winter of this year, they became even more ferocious, let the Sun family kick us out of the house, cut off our livelihood, a few days ago I met my husband's former comrades, only to know that they did not know that my husband had died, my husband, died in vain, and was still being fed empty wages. After that, they're going to take my life."

A shrill shout came from the smoke-filled window:

"Mrs. Shen! I am serving by Shen Yin's side, surnamed Yu, Mrs. Shen, are you okay? Maybe the door was opened from the inside? I'll get you out later!"

Wu Chongmin, a thousand households in the left sentry camp......

Zhao Surui stroked his small hand stove, his palm was burned a few times when he splashed the fire at the beginning, and now it has begun to hurt.

Such a mung bean little official actually made Emperor Zhaode unable to sleep for two nights.

Damn it.

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