Kaifeng Mansion.

Xin Yi half-closed his eyes indifferently, hugging his knees and sitting on the hay without raising his head.

From the time she came in until now, she hasn't said a word, her expression is calm, and she has a calmness that doesn't match her age, which makes Zeng Qinda a little impressed.

"My dear lady, I advise you not to be stubborn. Mr. Zhang is not as easy to talk to as I am... If you don't recruit me now, you won't be able to feel comfortable when Mr. Zhang comes to interrogate you."

Xin Yi looked up at Zeng Qinda's fat round face and smiled.

As far as she knew, Zeng Qinda was just a piece of shit, a wallflower, and had no position of his own. Whether it was Fu Jiuqu, Cao Yi or Zhang Yaozhuo, he couldn't afford to offend him, and he didn't want to offend him.

"Master Zeng, I want to ask you to do something."

Zeng Qinda looked back at the prison corridor and lowered his voice.

"What to do? Don't hurt me..."

Xin Yi smiled, "This matter will be of great benefit to Mr. Zeng without any harm."

She moved closer and whispered something, but Zeng Qinda's eyes widened and he waved his hands repeatedly.

"It's necessary, I haven't lived enough yet. Let Master Zhang know, not to mention the black gauze on my neck, I can't even save my head."

Xin Yi said: "Then if Mr. Zeng doesn't do it, can the head be saved? In the first two cases, Mr. Zeng helped me a lot. If your Mr. Zhang knew about it, would he spare you?"

Zeng Qinda's face darkened, "Are you threatening me?"

"I just want to tell Mr. Zeng that if you bet on both ends, you won't lose everything. Doesn't Mr. Zeng know who the Prince of Guangling is?"

Xin Yi smiled slightly, and his expression made Zeng Qinda feel scared in his heart.

He hesitated for a moment and sighed, "My dear lady, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. I'm afraid the Prince of Guangling County won't be able to protect you this time. If you are more honest, you might be able to suffer less. Why should you, a commoner, bother with the fight between nobles?

Mix it in?"

Xin Yi smiled, glanced down slightly, and coughed lightly.

"Master Zeng!" The jailer could be heard moving outside.

Zeng Qinda was startled, cleared his throat, and walked out with his hands behind his back.

"I am interrogating a prisoner. What's the fuss about?"

The jailer said: "Master Zhang has invited you."

Zeng Qinda looked back at Xin Yi, who was sitting quietly, and nodded.

"I understand, I will go immediately."

When Zeng Qinda came in just now, he called all the jailers outside.

When he left, the jailer did not leave, but said loudly: "Brothers, I'm watching here, you go and have a drink. The lamb wine at Liang's main store in Qiaotou, Longjin, costs 82 cents. Chen

My mother-in-law roasted the meat, and I cut it into three kilograms, which is enough to give you a few teeth, hahaha."

Along with that string of laughter, the people outside gradually dispersed.

The guy then stepped over and looked at Xin Yi with his arms folded.

"Master Jiu asked me to ask you, how pleasant is it to live in Kaifeng Mansion?"

Xin Yi looked up and saw Duan Sui's tall body wrapped in the short uniform of the Kaifeng Mansion jailer, with a look of gloating on his face.

"not bad."

Humph! Duan Sui squinted at her, "You are happy, but you are hurting me."

Xin Yi was puzzled: "Huh?"

Duan Sui squatted down and raised his chin.

"Tell me honestly, who wrote that poem?"

"poetry?"

"Who ascended to heaven, crossed the water, climbed the mountain, and dug the well? I went back and reported the truth to Master Jiu, saying that this was written by you. Master Jiu punished me without saying a word and asked me to study more... Little lady, my salary will be punished until next year.

Now, can you please be kind and stop lying to me?"

"Pfft!" Xin Yi couldn't hold it back anymore.

Duan Sui was amused by Duan Sui's serious expression.

"Read three hundred Tang poems and you will know. Guard Duan, you came to me not for revenge or to compare yourself with others, right?"

Duan Sui took out something dissatisfied and threw it on the hay.

"Here. Master Jiu asked me to bring it to you."

When Xin Yi saw it, his eyes widened.

Another bottle of royal medicine packaged in brocade.

Duan Sui hummed sourly.

"Eat the antidote. Master Jiu said you still have enough strength to die faster..."

Xin Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and stuffed her purse into her arms.

The medicine Chen Chusheng put in the wine was not fatal, but had a temporary paralysis effect. She has almost recovered...

"Weiwei Duan, what's going on outside?"

Duan Sui squinted his eyes, suspecting that this young lady was planning to sell medicine again, and his eyes rolled.

"A good news or a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"good news."

"Ma Fan has been found."

"Not bad news."

"Ma Fan is dead."

"Why is this news good or bad?"

"When Ma Fan died, you were in the prison of Kaifeng Mansion and were not present."

"..." It actually makes sense.

"Did you find any useful evidence in the Medicine King Tower?"

Duan Sui chuckled, "I tell you, what's the benefit?"

Xin Yi raised his eyebrows when he saw Duan Sui's proud face.

"What benefit do you want?"

"Because of you, I have been fined a year and a half of my salary. You don't want to subsidize me?"

Ha? Xinyi is happy.

"Scrape the oil on the chicken feet and pick the meat on the lamb horns. What are you dreaming about?"

"Then I'm leaving?"

"I won't send it."

The old god of Xinyi was sitting on the ground, not caring.

In the Northern Song Dynasty, the Imperial City Division was always a cheating entity, with "police officers all over the capital". Since Duan Sui could come and go freely in the prison of Kaifeng Mansion, she didn't believe that Fu Jiuqu didn't have a back-up plan...

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Zhangjiacun.

The dogs in the village barked very fiercely.

Xiang Ling and her husband hid behind the pile of firewood with their three little ones, watching helplessly as the Kaifeng government officials broke into their small courtyard and rummaged around. They were so nervous that their throats were clogged.

"Fortunately, my sister was prepared..."

"Well, let's go quickly to find Prince Guangling."

San Nian sniffed and wondered whether to cry or not.

Xiang Ling took her cold hand, rubbed it for her, and breathed again, "Don't be afraid, my aunt will take you to find the prince..."

Sannian pursed her lips and kept sniffing, "I want my mother."

The beloved man knelt down and hugged her: "You will say this when you see the prince later, do you understand?"

San Nian nodded seriously.

Er Nian raised his hand, "I understand. I want to cry too, cry loudly..."

"Shh..."

It snowed heavily again and the road was slippery. By the time the two girls and their three little ones arrived at the eldest princess's mansion, it was already time to light the lanterns. Along the way, lights were shining everywhere, filled with the joy of the New Year.

In the snowy sky, the three children without a father or a mother looked even more pitiful.

My beloved knocked nervously on the door knocker of the eldest princess's mansion.
To be continued...