Cao Liqing turned his back to her, leaving her with only a miserable back.

Wan Yanjing was in a trance, and was stunned for a while before remembering the cause and effect, and remembering where she was now.

Her throat choked, and it took a long time for her voice to come back.

"Someone, someone!"

She banged on the iron railings of the prison to attract the jailer's attention.

After a while, a jailer came over and scolded impatiently.

"What to do, what to do, shout in the morning."

"Over there, quick, save Lord Cao."

The jailer followed her gaze and was startled by the hanged Lord Cao.

Then he turned around and called for someone to carry the corpse, and casually ordered:

"Lord Cao committed suicide in fear of sin, Cao Mansion went to a person, and asked the family to come and collect the funeral."

Wan Yanjing's eyesight was excellent, so she could see the details of Master Cao's death clearly.

The texture of the white silk is very good, and there are patterns on it, like rare brocade, which is by no means comparable to the stalls produced in the heavenly prison.

Looking at the situation at the scene, Lord Cao should be standing on the wooden bed where he was sleeping, stepping his feet to pass Bai Aya through the iron ring on the top of the prison and tie a dead knot.

Then he kicked his foot forward and began the last swing of his life.

A jailer hugged his drooping leg, and a jailer stood on a plank bed and cut off Shiraya with a dagger.

Lord Cao, who had been dead for a long time, was slowly lowered to the ground.

Master Cao's face was bruised, there was an obvious strangulation mark on his neck, his hair was meticulously combed by himself, and the collar of his prison uniform was also properly arranged.

He closed his eyes, and it was as if he had just fallen asleep.

But in fact......

The old man who was full of vitality and mocked and framed her yesterday was so cold.

The old man who talked in the academy as a child and beat her imperial brother violently with a ring ruler will never get up again.

The faint sunlight of the academy, the cool breeze accompanied by the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, the fine pages with the smell of ink, and the sound of the princes and daughters reading......

Those times that are gone forever come to an abrupt end at this time.

Wan Yanjing closed her eyes, but the situation of Cao Fuzi hanging in prison still appeared in her mind.

I always feel that I have written more than ten articles, and everyone who is a generation full of peach and plums all over the world should not have such an ending.

He may have lost his voice in a chaise longue in the shade of a summer tree at a very old age, or he may have died peacefully amid the cries of dozens of great-grandchildren......

In short, it will not be like this, involved in an inexplicable case of fraud in the imperial examination, framing the students who trusted him, and then hanging in a dark cell in humiliation.

What is it for?

"Bang!"

Wan Yanjing opened her eyes, and Gao Tingwei put a bowl of bran grain and rice at the door of her cell.

The amount of bran grain rice is very large, and it is covered with fried cabbage.

It didn't look very tasty, very different from Mr. Cao's food, but it wasn't that bad, after all, she had heard that the prisoners in the dungeon ate swill.

Gao Tingwei grinned, and said with a loud smile: "Hey, this official personally came to deliver food to the princess, for fear that the people below would disobey the princess and treat the princess slowly." ”

After speaking, he glanced at the empty cell opposite, and sighed: "It's a pity Lord Cao, just like that, the princess woke up in the morning and saw a corpse, but she was frightened?" ”

"Thank you for your care, this palace is really startled, and I am scared."

Wan Yanjing said lightly, under Gao Tingwei's scorching gaze, he walked over expressionlessly, picked up the rice bowl, turned around and sat on his wooden bed, and ate.

While eating, I remembered Lord Cao's luxurious lunch yesterday.

She said, after all, a prison is also a prison, even if it is a privileged class with a very high status, that kind of treatment is really a bit exaggerated.

It turned out to be a severed head meal.

This shows that they have long known the date of Lord Cao's death, and Lord Cao himself knows it and goes to death generously.

What kind of character is Gao Tingwei?

Was he involved, and did he know the real cause of Lord Cao's death?

Under Gao Tingwei's eagle-eyed inquiring gaze, Wan Yan quietly ate the bran grain and rice without changing his color.

It is worth saying that the cabbage is fried quite well, quite refreshing.

"The princess seems to have a good appetite, but I don't know if she will come out with a smile or not, let's go with the official, the official is ordered to investigate the case, and the princess needs to cooperate."

Gao Tingwei opened the cell door and stretched out his hand to signal.

Wan Yanjing tucked the token around her neck and followed him out.

The dimly lit corridor opened only a skylight at the top of the end, casting a faint glow.

Along the way, I passed small squares, some empty, some of which were overturned on wooden beds and prisoners in prison uniforms.

Those who have been locked up for a long time have sloppy hair and numb eyes.

In one of the cells was a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged, with a straight back and a solemn face, who had been staring at her since she appeared, looking at her inexplicably.

It can be seen that he has not been locked up for a long time, and his image is quite neat.

Wan Yanjing looked at herself, she didn't change her prison uniform, she was still wearing the same home robe and skirt when she came, the fabric was soft and delicate.

The middle-aged man was still looking at her, his eyes moving with her movements.

What do you see, do you want to wear a women's skirt too?

She glanced at the man's furrowed brow and decided to ignore it.

Gao Tingwei took in this scene and said with a smile: "Doesn't the princess recognize him?" That is the presiding deacon of this imperial examination, the class Shiyi class. ”

Wan Yan paused quietly, and then continued to move forward, resisting the desire to look back and take another look.

She raised her chin slightly, and she couldn't hear the emotion in her voice: "The first time I saw it, I naturally didn't recognize it, but I looked like a human and a dog, and I was a decent person, but I didn't expect it to be full of flies and dogs, framing me and other innocents, it's a pity." ”

Gao Tingwei laughed and continued to lead the way in front of her, walking around the corner.

Around the corner was a slightly larger cell with a dozen embarrassed female prisoners.

One of them, covered in blood, had turned dark red, lying on the ground and showing half of his side face to this side, it was Gan Tang, a servant girl who had been with her for many years and was like a sister.

Wan Yanjing's pupils shrank suddenly, her finger bones were clenched, she held her breath for a moment, and Gao Tingwei's pretended joking voice sounded in her ears again.

"Ah, who is this? looks like Faye Wong's handmaid. Oh yes, this maid has been recruited, and the secret letters conspired by the princess and Lord Cao and others are all written by her, and the handwriting is also correct. After a while, I entered the torture room, and I still need to explain this to the princess. ”

Gan Tang brought a lot of silver and two dozen dots, which is also the unspoken rule of many big clans, and it stands to reason that everyone knows it.

After all, no one knows if the prisoner went in today, and tomorrow he will suddenly go out again and continue to rise.

Now it seems that these rats have swallowed their silver taels, but they have played them like monkeys, and they don't want them to go out at all.

Wan Yan's heart sank, and his anger almost ignited his eyes.

She turned her head and glared at Gao Tingwei: "This palace seems to be a turtle in an urn, right?" ”