Chapter 269 The Daughter of the Sinful Minister 17
Xining didn't dare to push Xu Mian away, so he just thought he was caring for the disabled.
Supported all the way. This damn carriage, which was originally a leisurely stroll, suddenly turned into a rush, as if on purpose, it rushed wherever it bumped.
Even she couldn't bear the pain.
As soon as the car stopped, the first thing she did was to drop Xu Mian, cover her mouth, climb out of the car, and vomit.
Fortunately, it had been some time since I had eaten, and I was just retching, but I was still terribly embarrassed.
After calming down and raising his head, he realized that he had arrived at the gate of the capital.
The city guards, a large group of imperial guards, and the people preparing to enter and exit the city all looked sideways at her. Because of the presence of the Jin Yiwei, compared to the hustle and bustle in the city, there was silence all around.
Xining climbed back into the car angrily, leaning in the car, feeling a little dizzy. Xu Mian, who was leaning aside, glanced at her and closed his eyes.
Looking at Miss Gu's pale face, Zhang Zhong felt that it might have been a little too much, so he ordered at an unusual speed.
When they arrived at Fusi, Beizhen, Xu Mian was helped out of the car and walked in slowly. Before going in, he said: "Find a place to lock her up first."
"Yes, sir!" Qian Hu just finished speaking and turned to Zhang Zhong and said, "You have arranged this matter. I will go to the palace to ask for the imperial doctor."
Zhang Zhong was stunned, he was really quick to dump the blame! But he could only accept the order: "Yes, sir!"
Zhang Zhong thought back to what Mr. Xu Tongzhi said just now, analyzed it word by word, combined with his expression, and captured every detail... plus the current situation of Miss Gu... and finally decided to do this!
The imperial prison was located in Fusi, Beizhen. It was always cold and cold, and the sunlight seemed to retreat three feet away.
The guard opened the iron rope and the wooden gate, and Xining was taken in by Zhang Zhong.
The smell of mold, the stench of human excrement, the smell of blood, the smell of rotting meat...all kinds of smells mixed together and filled the corridor.
On both sides are cells.
Some cells are completely sealed and the conditions inside cannot be seen. The wooden door is only half a person's height. If you want to get in or out, you almost have to crawl in and out. It's hard to imagine what it would be like to stay there. It would probably feel like being buried in a tomb, waiting to slowly rot.
Some cells have wooden bars so you can see inside. The floor was covered with some straw that had been around for an unknown period of time, and people were eating, drinking, and urinating inside. Rats were crawling around, and the stench was overwhelming. Seeing people coming, some people inside struggled to crawl over, stretched out their arms that had not been washed for a long time and were covered with filth, and screamed for injustice in a hoarse voice.
Xi Ning had no time to sympathize, as he might end up like this, so he could only try to hold his breath and finish the journey with a frown.
"Ah~" The screams came one after another, like ghosts and ghosts, making people's scalp numb.
Zhang Zhong frowned slightly: "Why are you still interrogating prisoners at this time?"
Does interrogation of prisoners depend on time? Don't mention it in broad daylight, but also in the middle of the night. Seeing that Baihu's official position was relatively high, the guard responded with a little respect: "Finally, we caught a dead soldier of King An who is still alive, and we are interrogating him."
Dead soldiers usually hide poison in their mouths and kill themselves when they find something wrong. It is indeed not easy to find alive ones.
When he heard that it was related to King An, Zhang Zhong's eyes lit up: "I almost died in the hands of this old man, King An. I'll tell you later. Don't be polite. Don't stop until you speak!"
"Yes!" The guard responded casually, not being polite if he didn't say anything.
Walking to the very back, there were two small rooms with wooden beds, quilts, quilts, a wooden table and square stools.
After entering, the guard lit the oil lamp on the table.
Compared to the cells outside, this place is simply a presidential suite and a luxurious private room. Zhang Zhong seemed a little attentive and asked: "Miss Gu, do you think it's okay here?"
Xining...
Is it her turn to say okay?
Is Zhang Baihu being sarcastic or something? The guard turned on the dim light of the oil lamp, looked at the expressions of the two people, and spoke boldly: "These two rooms are usually for the royal relatives, princes and princesses, but they are the best cells in the imperial prison."
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"I want you to talk too much!" Zhang Zhong deliberately scolded him in a nonchalant manner, but he still turned to Xining with satisfaction and said: "Later, I will ask someone to send some idle books and needlework girls over. Please stay here, Miss Gu.”
This is too attentive. Are you here to go to jail or to escape the heat?
Don't worry, you should feel at ease. Xining bowed slightly: "Thank you, sir!"
Zhang Zhong said to the guard: "Take more care here. Don't run out of lamp oil. If Miss Gu feels it's noisy outside, go get earplugs."
Maybe the princess and princess are not treated so well. Where does this Miss Gu come from? The guard was murmuring, but he still said no.
The fence door still needs to be locked. Soon after Zhang Zhong left, the guard sent three books. They were all popular books on the street for talented people and beauties. They were also suitable for leisure and boredom to pass the time. There were also some embroidery supplies, including needles and threads, embroidery hoops, and two handkerchiefs, all of which seemed to have just been bought on the street.
This was roughly the treatment he received after rescuing the head of Beizhen Fusi. It seemed that he had done the right thing in rescuing the person... Xining immediately put out the oil lamp and lay down to sleep first. She has been exhausted these past two days!
At the same time, the imperial doctor looked at the wound and couldn't help but nodded: "The stitches were stitched in time, and there is no serious problem; otherwise, such a deep wound may be dangerous. Now that the wound is healing, I will not replace it. I will lie still for five days. Wait until the line goes out. I will prescribe the second dose of medicine later.”
Xu Mian asked: "Is mulberry white suture used in the army?"
The imperial doctor twirled his beard and said: "There are not many military doctors who know this technique. They usually use cautery to stop bleeding. I am so lucky to have someone around me who knows Hua Tuo's suturing technique this time!" I'm so lucky, I should have been bleeding to death.
Xu Mian glanced at Qianhu, who immediately understood and asked the imperial doctor to come aside to prescribe medicine.
In the jail, Gu Tingrui was sitting on the floor of the cell wearing only underwear.
The colleague who was imprisoned opposite sighed: "Master Gu, do you think we can escape this time?"
Their official uniforms and official hats were stripped off in the court hall, and their dragon robes and weapons were found in Prince An's residence. They were clearly planning to rebel. This time the emperor was really angry.
Gu Tingrui said feebly: "Ask me, who am I asking? I don't have much interaction with Prince An, and my second brother's wife is just the cousin of Prince An's concubine. It's really an unreasonable disaster."
The other party immediately let out a long sigh, as if he was also a fallen person from the end of the world.
"Gu Tingrui! It's time to eat." The jailer came over.
It's not even meal time yet, why are you bringing food?
Even the colleagues opposite him had eyes as bright as hungry wolves.
I haven't eaten anything for two days, and most of the food served is sour, making it impossible to eat. Today I finally received a bowl of bran. It wasn’t rancid, but a bit thick. I was really hungry, so I ate them all.
Could it be that someone was in charge of the family and bribed the jailer?
Tianlao is different from ordinary county government cells. It costs more money to open it. It is said that a family member once spent 500 taels of silver to send a steamed bun inside.
Before it arrived, the smell of food came first. Gu Tingrui frowned slightly. Didn't he say that his house was ransacked? Where could he have so much money?
(End of chapter)