"Name?"

"Qi Zuguang."

"Age?"

"I don't know."

"Hometown?"

“…”

Qi Zuguang answered the question of the scribe opposite impatiently with shackles, he grew up in a cottage, and it was the first time he had met a prison official who loved to ask questions so much.

According to the old thieves in the cottage, shouldn't they torture him to see if there is any oil and water to fish, and if not, throw him directly into prison.

Mei Shengyun covered the registration book, and said impatiently to the two jailers: "Send him to the No. 13 room of the word death, what the hell is this, the old man who wrote it is sour." ”

"Room 13 of the world? Isn't that a cell where only Gyeonggi prisoners are held? He was a repeat offender from out of town. A jailer hurriedly reminded from the side.

"Recently, Jinyiwei didn't know what was going on, and he didn't need his own prison, so he had to borrow the prison of the Criminal Department, so only the cells where the prisoners of Gyeonggi were held were available. Okay, let's get people over, it's time for a shift change. Mei Shengyun said casually.

The two jailers quickly nodded in agreement, and then pushed Qi Zuguang towards the door. After a long road with twists and turns, the three entered a large prison cell.

The cell is tic-tac-toe-shaped, with a cast iron fence the thickness of duck eggs, dividing the entire cell into cells of various sizes.

The location of the No. 13 room is not bad, leaning against the stone wall on the east side, and you can get a few rays of sunlight through a few small windows.

After Qi Zuguang was unshackled, he was pushed into the cell, and after the two guards who escorted him locked the door, they left with a smile.

As the footsteps faded away, it became inaudible, and the originally quiet prison room suddenly became lively.

Qi Zuguang ignored the voices coming from the other prisons behind him, and carefully looked at the environment in the prison where he was going to live.

Although this cell is not as big as Fei County, it has half the number of people living in Fei County, and he is only 5 people.

On the highest pile of hay in the northeast corner of the cell, a stout middle-aged man was lying on his side, his right hand propped up on his head, also observing the young man who had just entered. With his left hand, he gestured to the three roommates who were crouching against the wall.

A short man suddenly stood up and shouted at Qi Zuguang, "What do you see? Little cub, do you understand the rules of the capital? When I entered the cell, the first thing I did was to say hello to my seniors, you are a gangster on that street, so rude..."

Qi Zuguang lifted up and kicked out, then patted the non-existent dust on his leg before slowly retracting his leg. The man who had just come over to find fault with him had already been kicked against the wall by him.

The other two men who were squatting to watch the excitement quickly stood up and put on a posture, wanting to step forward to deal with him together.

The man who had been lying on his side on the haystack sat up sharply, and he stopped the movement of his two men first. Only then did he tentatively ask Qi Zuguang, "Aren't you on the streets of the capital?" ”

Qi Zuguang replied proudly: "I'm from Woniugang, Fei County, Shandong, I'm not a messy street, do you still want me to greet you?" ”

"It turned out to be Shandong Xiangma, then we are not all the way, I can't stand your courtesy. Little four, give him your place. Young people, let's be in the Chu River and Han realms, and we will be safe and sound. The man said to him with a fist clenched.

Qi Zuguang stared at the man for a while, and then he also hugged his fists and saluted in return: "Okay, then everyone will be safe." ”

The young man who was called the fourth child silently picked up his bed, and moved a rag to the edge of the commode.

After watching the three of them sit back in their positions, Qi Zuguang walked to the position vacated by Xiao Si unhurriedly and sat down on the hay.

He leaned against the wall, his eyes narrowed, as if he was asleep, and the prisoners who had just looked for him did not sneak up on him, but he himself fell asleep.

When he woke up, the cell was lit with an oil lamp. At the same time, jailers carrying wooden barrels to distribute food also appeared.

Qi Zuguang, who felt hungry after waking up, looked forward to the dinner in the capital prison being slightly more sumptuous than the meal in the Fei County Prison.

A black flour steamed bun the size of an adult's fist, plus a bowl of millet porridge, is really more like food for people than the pig food given to prisoners in Fei County Prison. However, for Qi Zuguang, this amount is still too little.

Qi Zuguang, who felt that he was only half-full, suddenly turned his gaze to the prisoners in the same prison. However, looking at the four people who were wary of him, he thought about it a little and found that it was not cost-effective, so he gave up and shifted his gaze.

When he saw the scene in the next prison, he couldn't help but pause for a while, and then he shouted to the prisoner in the next prison: "Good man, if you don't eat this meal, can you satisfy my cravings?" ”

"Young man, don't go too far. That's Lord Dong's food, how can you be so shameless. The man, who had just wanted to be safe with him, stood up and reprimanded him.

Qi Zuguang suddenly jumped up, made a vigilant posture, and said unrelentingly: "You are really unreasonable, I ask others for food and drink, and it is not your business to allow or not." Do you want to eat it too? Don't dream, I'll speak first. ”

The two were arguing when a voice sounded behind Qi Zuguang, "Don't quarrel, young man, you can take these drinks and eat them." ”

Qi Zuguang turned around and saw the man in the next prison slowly walking towards his bed. Not only was he the only one in the next cell, but there was also a real bed, and it seemed that this prisoner was not an ordinary person.

Qi Zu was quick to take the wooden tray containing wine and food from under the iron fence. Inside the tray was a jug of wine and three dishes. He opened the ** lid first regardless of it and drank half a pot of wine in one go.

He hadn't tasted wine for many days, and he had a long hiccup before he felt a little satisfied.

He looked up and found that the four people in the same room were all looking at him angrily, and couldn't help but smile awkwardly and said, "I'm not a person who eats alone, so let's come over and eat a bite of wine and food together to relieve your cravings." ”

The man who had just clashed with him snorted and sat back down. He said bluntly: "Although we are street gangsters who are not in the stream, we don't dare to enjoy Master Dong's food, so let's use it slowly." ”

Qi Zuguang was a little puzzled by the attitude of these prisoners, and he began to have a little curiosity about the prisoner next door called Master Dong.

The jailer Mei Shengyun looked at Dong Weixian in the prison with a little headache, he stroked his forehead and said to Dong Weixian, who was lying on the bed with his back to him: "Dong Zongqi, why are you doing this? Your case has been decided, and you can go to Taiwan with the ship in a few days. At such a time, what do you have to eat? Are you still dissatisfied with the verdict? ”

Dong Weixian struggled to straighten up from the bed, then slowly walked to the middle of the prison and knelt down, and then spoke: "As a human minister, you can't be loyal to state affairs, as a son of man, you can't pass on the ancestry, and as a father, you can't protect your children.

In this life, it can be said that infidelity, unfilial piety, and unkindness are complete. Now for this cruel life, there are disputes outside, and even His Majesty's reputation may be implicated. In this world, in fact, there is no concern, and there is no intention to linger any longer.

I just hope that I can exchange my life for the gentlemen's peace of mind. Please send this letter to Your Majesty on behalf of you, and if there is an afterlife, you should serve Your Majesty again. ”

Mei Shengyun faced Dong Weixian, who handed over the letter with his head down, and could only shake his head and take the letter in his hand.

After he put the letter in his arms, he saluted respectfully to Dong Weixian, sighed, and turned around and went out towards the door.

Qi Zuguang looked at everything that happened in the prison next door in a daze, he had some strange feelings in his heart, after listening to the footsteps of the jailer disappearing, he couldn't help but ask Dong Weixian curiously: "I heard that the emperor plays with beautiful women in the palace every day, will the emperor really read your letters?" ”

Dong Weixian glanced back at him and said seriously: "Your Majesty has been diligent since he ascended the throne. Thousands of palace maids have been released in the palace, and they have never issued an edict to recruit draft girls, so how can they play with beauties every day? ”

Qi Zuguang was speechless for a moment, Dong Weixian ignored him anymore, and slowly paced back to the side of the bed and lay down again.

In the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Youzhen was listening to Wang Chengen reading the chapter. Lu Qi walked in with something, and after Zhu Youzhen signaled Wang Chengen to pause, he asked, "What did you bring in?" ”

Lu Qi didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly said: "It's about Dong Weixian in the prison of the Criminal Department, after Jinyiwei handed it over, the minister didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly sent it over." ”

Zhu Youzhen's face suddenly became a little ugly, and he couldn't help but say with some annoyance: "Isn't it enough for those bastards to make trouble outside, and they also stretched their hands into the prison of the Criminal Department?" They really don't take the law of the country as a child's play. ”

Lu Qi hurriedly denied it: "It's not what Your Majesty thinks, it was Dong Weixian who heard that the case of Yang Wuhou caused an uproar, and he didn't want His Majesty to be embarrassed, so he went on a hunger strike in prison, and wrote a letter to Your Majesty." ”

Regarding Dong Weixian's weakness, Zhu Youzhen subconsciously shook his head. He was silent for a while, and then said excitedly: "Then you can read it to me." ”

Lu Qi didn't care about being lazy, unfolded the paper in his hand, and read word by word: "Minister Dong Weixian..."

Dong Weixian is just a martial artist with a rough understanding of writing and ink, so this text is not long, but it is only a few hundred words, and the text is also very colloquial.

However, behind this simple text, Dong Weixian's gratitude to the emperor is pinned. He is grateful not that Chongzhen exonerated him, but that Chongzhen can understand his grief after losing his daughter.

After listening to this text, Zhu Youzhen did not speak for a long time. He heard that behind this text, Dong Weixian was not only saying goodbye to him, but also saying goodbye to the world. "This man doesn't want to live anymore." Zhu Youzhen thought silently.