"I want to face the saint! I want to face the saint! ”

Wynne touched the scar on his neck, which still ached, and kept shouting outside the cell.

Last night in the night, he was almost strangled to death in this cell. If it weren't for the last moment, that rope would have been broken, and now he would have been a lonely ghost.

Every time he thinks of last night's thrill, he almost lost his breath completely, and he still feels a chill down his spine.

Although he couldn't see the other party's face clearly, and even if he saw it clearly, it was probably the killer's doing, but he already had the answer in his heart, and it must be that person who was going to kill him.

Only a person who has really faced death can appreciate the preciousness of life and understand the beauty of this world, so he really doesn't want to die.

"What is the noise, the governor has already sent someone to the palace to report, you wait honestly! Don't say it's you, I don't know how many dignitaries went to face the saint today, but as a result, Your Majesty didn't see anyone! When a hundred households in brocade clothes heard this, they reprimanded very impatiently.

Like a person drowning in water grasping a straw, Huai En hurriedly emphasized: "The miscellaneous family knows a great palace secret, and can also confess the person who instructed the miscellaneous family to try to drive away Wan'an, please see Your Majesty!" ”

"Wait, I'll report it for you, don't shout anymore!" Realizing that this might be a very important event, the brocade clothes dropped a sentence.

British Gong Zhang Mao kept staring at Wynne, and then reached out and rubbed his swollen and sore forehead, and wanted to make up for sleep.

Last night, I tossed and turned because I was not used to this cell, and I finally fell asleep in the second half of the night, only to be awakened by this man's ghost crying wolf.

Today's Wynne seems to be a different person, but he has been shouting here, resolutely looking like a soldier. I have the impression that Wynne is a principled person, but now it seems that he is actually a death-fearing ghost.

"This dead eunuch has finally stopped!" Taining Hou Chen Huan saw that Huai'en, who had been arguing all morning, finally quieted down, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Zhenyuan Marquis Gu Pu stretched out his hand and rubbed his ears, and said helplessly: "Isn't it?" My ears are calloused, I have to dig them out when I go out! ”

"Get out? Your Yangwei camp made such a big move, and your commander even dared to kill the eunuch in charge of the army, and you still want to go out? Taining Hou Chen Huan couldn't help but sneer when he heard that Zhenyuan Hou was so optimistic.

Gu Pu, the Marquis of Zhenyuan, is older than Zhang Mao, and he seems to rely on the old man and say honestly: "Who doesn't know that Ben Hou can't ride a horse now, this Yangwei Battalion Admiral is just a name, what does his Zhou Lie's rebellion have to do with the old man, Your Majesty must deal with this matter fairly!" ”

"There is no justice in this world!" Chong'an Hou Tan Yu couldn't help but interject.

Gu Pu, the Marquis of Zhenyuan, heard that there was something in Chong'an Hou's words, so he continued to dig his ear with his little finger and said, "How do you say this? ”

"What is Zhou Lie's origin, everyone must know it, but we and the British Duke have been locked up here for almost a day, and you can see Qingyunhou here?" Chong'an Hou Tan Yu asked.

As soon as these words came out, Gu Pu, Marquis of Zhenyuan, and Chen Huan, Marquis of Taining, looked around the prison as if they were an afterthought, and found that there was really no Qingyun Marquis.

"In my opinion, with the relationship between the Empress Dowager, Qingyun Hou has been exonerated by His Majesty without even sitting in prison!" Chong'an Hou Tan Yu directly hit the pain point of the dynasty and said.

Outsiders envy their martial arts, but they don't know that they are bullied by the civilian clique, but now they are not as good as their relatives, and they really live cheaper than dogs.

Gu Pu, Marquis of Zhenyuan, and Chen Huan, Marquis of Taining, looked at each other, and suddenly felt a kind of injustice.

Even if Qingyunhou is not exterminated by the raid, the traitor Zhou Lie is their Zhou family after all, and he Qingyunhou has to come in and stay for a while.

"If that's the case, maybe it's a good thing for us! If Marquis Qingyun can be exonerated from the crime, then the three of you will be removed from office at most, and the charges of this official and the British Duke will be much lighter! Yu Zijun had already realized that Qingyunhou was not there, so he couldn't help but express his opinion.

British Gong Zhang Mao knew that their martial arts brains were far inferior to these civil elites who had been in the cold for ten years, and his eyes couldn't help but light up slightly, so he shouted outside the cell: "Come on, my country is hungry!" ”

This voice and tone resolutely did not treat this place as a prison cell, but as a British government.

"Grandpa Guo, it's not lunch time yet?" A cell boss walked in from the outside, but explained with a smile.

British Gong Zhang Mao's face changed suddenly, and he scolded: "You really treat your country's public as a criminal? The dog just ate your prison meal, and quickly sent people to the Four Seasons Tavern to let them deliver food to their country, they know what food to send, go quickly! ”

"Grandpa Guo, don't be embarrassed about the little one, can the little one be so capable?" When the cell boss heard this unreasonable request, he said with a grimace.

The British Gong Zhang Mao found out that this was really the case, so he waved his hand and said: "Cheng Yi, the son of Cheng Minzheng, the son of Cheng Minzheng, is in charge of the prison, right?" He had a relationship with his grandfather and father, and if you tell him, he will know it...... Forget it, you let him come over directly! ”

As the weakness of the civil and military forces became more and more serious, the situation of "civil ministers and military forces" became more and more common.

In the past, the children of high-ranking officials were all "civil servants and mengwen", but the civil official system did not value bloodline, but looked at the meritorious background and saw the inheritance of master and apprentice.

Even if you are the son of Shoufu, if you want to get the official position of the Six Books by virtue of your reputation as a student or a prisoner, then a large group of civil and military officials will have to spray you to death.

The court bigwigs who can mix with the "wife and son" are all human spirits, and after seeing the bleak future of "civil, military and cute", they thought of stuffing their sons into the Jinyi Guard system with wider promotion space.

Like Chen Shu, the son of Chen Yue, the former governor of Liaodong, he first entered the national prison with his father's shadow, and then Enyin was promoted to 100 households in brocade clothes, and then promoted to 1,000 households with military merits.

For example, Li Jichu, the second son of Li Xian, a former cabinet scholar, was awarded the general flag for military merits, and since Chen Chen's father's old labor begged for grace, he was awarded 100 households in brocade clothes, and later entered 1,000 households.

It is precisely like this that Jinyiwei is not only a place for relatives, meritorious and eunuch disciples, but even many high-ranking cadres are stuffed here.

"Little nephew, let's do it!"

Cheng Yi's hereditary brocade clothes and hundreds of households came from his grandfather who used to be the secretary of the military department, but because his father Cheng Minzheng entered the officialdom with merit and fame, his eldest grandson inherited the hereditary brocade clothes and hundreds of households, and he came to the cell respectfully and bowed his hand.

Seeing this, Gu Pu, the Marquis of Zhenyuan, and others couldn't help but give Zhang Mao a thumbs up, worthy of being the grandfather of the country who had the most harmonious relationship between their martial arts and the civil official group.

While a group of prisoners were eating unpalatable meals, the British Duke was determined to eat a big meal outside.

Huai'en's body curled up in the corner of the cell, because he was afraid that the reckless men of Zhenyuan Marquis Gu Pu would beat him again, so he deliberately distanced himself, but he didn't eat the prison food that was sent.

It didn't take long for the steaming food and drink to come in, and then the cell boss put the dishes on the table, and the table was full of aroma.

Zhang Mao thought that Qingyunhou had been pardoned and that he should be released soon, so he sat down at the table and feasted.

The three marquis of Zhenyuan, Hou Gu Pu, were stained with Zhang Mao's light, and they also took the food sent by the Four Seasons Restaurant, and they also started to use chopsticks in the cell next door.

"Father-in-law, why don't you come and eat a little?" Zhang Mao caught a glimpse of Huai En squatting in the corner, so he sent out an invitation.

Wynne licked his dry lips, but shook his head lightly and said, "Be careful to make the Ten Thousand Year Ship!" ”

"Huh...... Is there a dish here that has never been touched by the father-in-law, and if it is really poisonous, the father-in-law will fall down now! Zhang Mao didn't expect Huaien to be so cautious, so he pointed to the dishes on the table and asked.

Wynne had actually noticed this for a long time, and when he saw that the table was full of delicious food, he rushed over and said, "But it's disrespectful!" ”

"Father-in-law Huai, slow down, no one will rob you!" Zhang Mao watched Huaien pick up a plate and devour it, so he kindly persuaded him.

Wynne didn't eat yesterday because he wasn't used to eating, and today he was completely wary of being poisoned by his food, and now his stomach was growling with hunger, so he only nodded perfunctorily.

Gu Pu, the Marquis of Zhenyuan next door, saw Huai En eating like this, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"Father-in-law Huai, your relationship with Xu Pu is not a secret, but what is the secret of this palace?" Zhang Mao was actually selfish, so he lowered his voice to inquire.

Wynne grabbed the wine jug next to him, and when he drank it bitterly, it seemed that Zhang Mao was sad about it.

Zhang Mao licked his lips and looked at Huai En with a blank eye, hoping that Huai En could reveal a little gossip to satisfy his curiosity.

Wynne was so drunk that he wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, but the whole person suddenly stopped, and then covered his throat with his hand, but fell to the ground and kept convulsing.

"Dead ...... Dead! The British Duke Zhang Mao jumped up in fright, and when he saw that Wynne was lying on the ground, he was bleeding from all his knots, and he shouted loudly in a trembling voice.