"You just said he was a heartless thing."

"Yes, but ......"

Liu Zheng patted the back of her hand, turned around and touched the wall of the bucket to test the temperature of the slurry water, about to drop a little, immediately took the salt brine, poured it in, and quickly stirred it with a long-handled spoon. The process of clicking the brain cannot tolerate any sloppiness, whether it is the temperature of the slurry water or the speed of stirring, there can be no mistakes, Wang Chucui hurriedly went over to help.

After ordering the brain, the two buckets of slurry water quickly condensed into tender and smooth water tofu. Because the syrup water is simmered with firewood, it smells like a burnt smell, and the smell of beany is very light. Liu Zheng and his grandmother moved the two large wooden barrels out, and then set up tables, chairs, benches, dishes and chopsticks at the door, ready to open.

Wang Chucui knew that Liu Zheng was still unwilling to face the matter of finding her father to recognize her relatives, and said in her heart that if she could, she would not want her to look for it. It was her own daughter who died, who was sold to the prostitution by her father at the age of fifteen, which was already miserable enough, and this stupid child actually gave a piece of infatuation to a poor scholar, and used the money he earned from selling skin and meat for him to use pen and ink, and sent him to take the exam with his eyes, waiting for him to come back from the exam. He has gained fame, but what does this fame have to do with her? People have risen to official positions all the way, and the noble daughters of wealthy families who want to catch their sons-in-law on the list don't know how many, how can they want her.

She gave birth to a kite in Fengyue Tower alone, and I don't know how she was raised. I haven't been back to see that heartless thing once, and I don't even know that I still have a daughter who is outcast.

Wang Chucui was about to cry when she thought of this, Zheng hated him, how could she, who was a mother-in-law, not hate! Hate can't be eaten, Zheng Zheng must have someone to rely on.

There are more and more people who come to buy tofu brains, Liu Zheng scooped bowl by bowl, Wang Chucui sent it over bowl by bowl, Xiaohu next door also took four copper plates to buy a bowl of sweet for himself and his sister, Wang Chucui took it, but stuffed him back into his purse, took a soup pot full of a pot of tofu brain, put a lot of preserved nuts and honey, and asked him to take it back and eat it with his family.

Xiaohu insisted on giving money, but he couldn't earn her, so he finally untied his purse and threw it into their kitchen, picked up the basin and ran away. Wang Chucui picked up the purse and looked at his back and couldn't cry or laugh, but he couldn't help but think of his precocious child. At that time, he was seven years old, and Su'er had just been kidnapped by his father and sold, he put his arms around her neck and said Mother, Ah Dong will definitely make a lot of money and redeem his sister.

In the end, Su'er couldn't redeem it, and she lost Ah Dong too.

The guests urged Wang Chucui several times but didn't hear it, Liu Zheng first brought the tofu brain and fried oil fruit to people, and then walked behind Wang Chucui and patted her on the shoulder to call her back to her senses. Wang Chucui wiped the corners of his eyes, barely squeezed out a smile, and continued to entertain guests.

Liu Zheng's heart is not calm. She understands that grandma is for her good, and she has a powerful father, which is something that no matter how many people ask for it. Mr. Luo also thought so, saying that grievances and grievances are all between adults, why should she be distressed as a child, so after knowing that she and her grandmother were coming to the capital, he wanted to take her to Zhangfu several times to recognize her relatives. Mr. Luo's husband, Gu Guanye, happens to be of the same clan as Zhang He's wife, Mrs. Gu, and with them circling around, it is not difficult for Liu Zheng to recognize this family.

But Liu Zheng has always felt that if she really recognizes this father and mother-in-law, she will betray her mother.

That year, my mother had flower willow disease, and the money was almost spent and it was not cured, so Bai's mother said that she could try it with the soil method. Liu Zheng has seen other aunts in the building who have this disease used that local method to cure it, that is, to heat the scissors with fire, and reaming off all the sores underneath, or scalding them off one by one with iron tongs. Some people died of pain on the spot, some people struggled in bed for several days, and died after the high fever could not fade, and only one or two could really survive.

Mother didn't want to use this method, so she decided to take her to her father. The reason is the same as what grandma said now, I am afraid that she will be alone in the world in the future and have no one to rely on. The mother knelt in front of Bai's mother's room all night, saying that it was unreasonable for the prostitute's daughter to only be a prostitute in the future, begging Bai's mother to soften her heart. Before dawn, Bai's mother's heart finally softened and agreed that her mother would take her to the capital to find her father.

Later, Liu Zheng recalled that at that time, Bai's mother probably already knew what the outcome they would face, so her mother did not go to the capital in the end, because she waited for someone from Zhangfu two days later.

The fireworks field on the banks of the Qinhuai River has always been the favorite place of residence for officials in the two capitals, and Bai's mother has mastered almost all the officialdom information, big and small, and she has always been very clear about Zhang He's family background and the relationship between people inside and outside the government and the opposition. She asked someone to pass on a few words, and someone from Zhangfu came, and she informed them of the situation of the catkins, but concealed the existence of the willow kite.

Then Liu Fu was taken into a separate hospital by the people of Zhang's Mansion to recuperate, saying that this was specially explained by Mrs. Gu, and she would definitely ask a doctor to buy medicine to cure her, and if she was cured, she would be taken to the capital and serve Master Zhang with her in the future. At that time, many people said that the catkins mother and daughter finally came to the end of their hardships, and only Mother Bai stood aside and sneered. Later, Liu Zheng couldn't wait for her mother to cure her illness and come out of the other courtyard to pick her up and go to the capital, only waiting for a small jar of ashes. The jar was so small, cold and cold, Liu Zheng didn't dare to think how much fire her mother had to endure to become such a small bit. Why do you always love to hold her in her arms and kiss her mother, and if she doesn't see her for a few days, she becomes a jar that can only be held by her?

The person who sent it said that Miss Liu was very peaceful when she left, without pain or concern. How could Liu Zheng believe it.

Today, the tofu brain is made a lot, and it is sold out until the hour, Liu Zheng and grandma cleaned up the stall together, and after washing the dishes and spoons, they took the abacus and sat in front of the shop to keep accounts. Recently, the expenses have been not small, and once the income and expenditure are settled, there are still five hundred and forty taels of silver in the general ledger. The street gradually became lively, and the willow zither cheeks were stunned for a while.

She decided to go to Gu's house. However, it wasn't all about the cheap daddy, she wanted to know what was going on with the carriage that had been parked at the mouth of the alley lately.

At first she thought it was just a stop, but then she looked closely, and it seemed that the carriage would leave in a hurry only when she walked past. Could it be that the adults inside are deliberately staring at her? There were also a few times when someone wanted to make trouble in her shop, and the black-faced official would step aside and watch silently when he heard the movement, looking ready to make a move at any time. Although the adults in the carriage did not seem to be hostile to her, it also made her feel weak. Don't anyone notice anything.

Mr. Gu is a clear man in the court, and he is very concerned about the scale of contacts with relatives and friends, and Mr. Luo has lived in the deep courtyard for a long time, so it is inconvenient to go out, so Liu Zheng has not met them since he came to Beijing, and usually only exchanges flower notes. Liu Zheng put down the account book, went upstairs to open the makeup box, and found the bamboo leaf flower note that her husband had entrusted her to bring her last month, which said that Gu Xunzhen was coming back from Huguang's ancestral house, and when she arrived, the two could get together. In the past seven years, since Gu Shizhang was promoted to Beijing official and moved his family out of Wujiang County, Liu Zheng and their brothers and sisters have not seen each other again.

Liu Zheng went to the kitchen to boil a pot of water, picked out a pale cyan eight-piece Hunan skirt from the suitcase, changed it after taking a bath, and picked a jasper hairpin to tie her hair again. She found a food box, and put a plate of sesame peanut candy, wooden candy cake and egg yolk shortbread on each of the upper and lower layers, all of which were newly made by grandma yesterday. After thinking about it, Liu Zheng went upstairs again, and pinched a spring hairpin from the small flower room on the balcony and put it on the bun.

After talking to Wang Chucui, while the sun was still hot, Liu Zheng hired a carriage and went to Yong'an Lane, where Gu's mansion was located.

A few women who had just come back from washing their clothes saw it, and they exchanged words for a while.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the cicadas are singing in the courtyard behind the duty room of the Criminal Department. The deafening cicadas in the courtyard finally disappeared.

"Lord Song, there are corpses flowing in that death row, and the smell is unbearable, why don't you go......"

Before the prison secretary could finish his reply, Song Yan had already gotten up and walked past him and went to the prison of the Criminal Department, followed by Feng Ce.

As soon as the door of the death row opened, countless flies and insects buzzed out, and an extremely complex stench instantly filled the entire space, and even a few small officials who had seen a lot of big scenes couldn't help but vomit. Song Yan's face did not change, and he raised his hand and ordered someone to drag out the two prisoners who had dry lips and chapped mouths and had a slight breath.

A pair of cloud-headed soap boots appeared in the blurred vision of the two prisoners, and they looked up with difficulty to see the young man's indifferent face.

"My lord, I'll recruit, I'll ......recruit anything," one of the prisoners cried hoarsely, he hadn't eaten a drop of water for nearly ten days, and his tears and snot could not come out. Afraid that the adults would turn away if they didn't hear his shout, he desperately reached out to hug his legs.

Feng Ce stepped on it and kicked him back.

Another prisoner knelt on the ground in panic, kowtowing slowly and heavily.

He had never been so desperate. In the past few days, they have eaten everything they can eat on death row, not to mention rats, and even their eldest brother's blood is eager to squeeze it out and suck it up...... It is really better to live than to die, once they have the intention of begging for death, someone will immediately come in and tie them up as if they were tying up rice dumplings, their mouths are stuffed with rags, and they can't bite their tongues. In fact, on the fifth day, they couldn't hold back and shouted for confessions, but no one paid any attention to them, as if they were really going to lock them up until death......

Song Yan sat down on the chair brought by the prison secretary and looked at them condescendingly. Meng Bohan couldn't stand the nausea this time and didn't come in, and was hiding outside the prison of the Criminal Department listening to the movements inside. It's so stinky, the corpse that has been stuffy for almost half a month at this time, and if you look at it more, you will have a nightmare for another year.

"Pour a basin of water on them to wash them." Song Yan ordered.

The little officer got the order and splashed the dirty water left over from the torture of the other prisoners, and the two prisoners struggled to turn their backs as if they had finally met the heavens, licking the water on the ground like dogs, refusing to let go of a drop. The officials laughed.

Song Yan still had no expression on his face.