Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

As for the prime minister in the other car, the treatment he received was not so good.

The people looked at him with raised eyebrows, pointed out and spurned him, and threw the rotten eggs, rotten fish and shrimps in their hands at him, until he was beaten to a bloody head and a foul smell all over his body.

Even the escorting guards showed disgust on their faces, covering their noses and hiding away, wishing they could escape to Master He.

Such a sharp contrast in attitude shows how high Cha Jiu has reached in the hearts of the people, so they are even more disgusted with the prime minister who harmed Cha Jiu.

Amidst the insults and the filth thrown at him, the Prime Minister remained expressionless, closed his eyes and endured, struggling to maintain his final dignity.

After all, he was an important minister of the two dynasties.

There is still some xinxing in this.

Cha Jiu glanced at him with a half-smile, then looked away.

But when he arrived at Dali Temple and entered the cell, the prime minister couldn't hold his nerve at all.

There is no other reason.

Just because the environmental conditions of the cell he lived in were so bad.

It was empty, not even hay for bedding.

The floor was full of uneven ravines, covered with moss and crawling with insects and ants. It was damp and smelly, making people feel numb all over even if they stepped on it, let alone lying down to rest.

The Prime Minister refused to go in, but he was pushed hard by the prison guard behind him and fell to the dirty ground.

He quickly got up and pulled tightly on the wooden railing.

But he accidentally caught a glimpse of Cha Jiu's cell.

The skylight is wide open, it is spacious and bright, and it is at the quietest end.

The large carved bed inside was covered with a thick mattress, and even the embroidery on the brocade quilt was a tribute from Jiangnan this year.

In the room, there are all daily necessities such as desks, pens and ink, bronze mirrors and makeup cases.

Where is this prison cell?

It’s not bad compared to his other garden!

The Prime Minister's eyes widened and he clung to the prison officer, shouting in a low voice: "If you treat him so differently, the Japanese Prime Minister will definitely not spare you if he makes a comeback!"

The prison guard brushed his hand away in disgust and laughed at his wishful thinking: "Placing you here is exactly what His Majesty meant. Make a comeback? I think it's good if you can live a few more days!"

This cell was full of insects and ants, and the previous prisoners who had lived here all suffered from chronic diseases. In the end, their whole bodies were ulcerated, and they died painfully and slowly.

His Majesty placed the Prime Minister here because he probably hated him so much. How could he be given a chance to make a comeback?

The always smart Prime Minister also thought of this, and his face turned pale and aged for a moment.

Chajiu on the other side should eat and drink.

Hot tea and snacks are provided every day.

And when it was time to eat, someone from the palace specially brought the royal meal, and it was all warm and perfectly suited to her appetite.

There are no business interruptions yet.

After living in prison for so many days, Cha Jiu not only did not lose weight, but instead had a rosy complexion and gained some weight.

System: "...if you are in jail like this, you are considered the best in the world. What should we do next?"

You can't always go to jail, right?

What's more, as far as it knew, those old guys in the court were still insisting on admonishing Cha Jiu to death for deceiving the emperor in the past few days, as a warning to the world.

Chajiu stood in front of the desk practicing calligraphy, calm and relaxed.

Now that she has gained Yelu Zongzheng's favorability points and has a child, her mission has finally been completed perfectly.

Isn’t it easy to get out of your current predicament?

Use puppet props to stand in for yourself and stay in prison.

Or fake death.

Or you can use hypnosis to confuse the prison guards, and you can walk out of Dali Temple openly.

At that time, after giving birth to a child and raising it, he can escape from the small world and complete his tasks.

But the bright yellow figure waiting anxiously in the Yangxin Hall appeared in front of Chajiu's eyes, and hesitation flashed in his heart.

"Lets see."

Chajiu said calmly.

I don’t know whether this sentence was spoken to the system or to myself.

At this time, the person who delivered the royal meal every day in the palace came.

Chajiu dried the handwriting he had written and rolled it up before giving it to him: "Forward it to Your Majesty for me."

It is extremely unethical to submit a letter to His Majesty on behalf of a prisoner.

But no matter whether it was the palace servant or the prison officer, there was no look of surprise on their faces, but they looked calm and accepted the promise.

As if this request was perfectly normal.

The words were quickly sent to the palace.

At the same time, Yelu Zongzheng was sitting at the dinner table, unable to eat.

He wanted to visit Cha Jiu in prison, but he knew that this would harm her even more and would push her to the forefront.

So I couldn't sleep at night and was irritable. Today I almost drew my sword in the court and beheaded the old minister who was full of slanderous words about Cha Jiu.

Fortunately, Cha Li stopped him in time.

Eunuch Zhang looked at His Majesty's thin and haggard face and was worried, but there was nothing he could do.

I can only advise: "Your Majesty, please use more of it. What should you do if you get sick?"

At this moment, Xiao Shunzi walked into the hall with a happy face, carefully holding a letter in his hand, saying that it was He Da who wanted to hand it over to His Majesty.

Yelu Zongzheng stood up immediately, took three steps and two steps to take it and opened it, his eagerness was obvious.

There is only one sentence on the paper.

——Look at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk.

What's the next sentence?

Oh, I miss you when I walk, and I miss you when I sit down.

His little champion misses him every time he walks, sits or stands!

Xiao Shunzi also said: "Master He also said that you should eat well and take care of your dragon body."

Just such a word, a sentence, made the sad-looking emperor instantly brighten his face.

"She's right, I really need to take good care of myself."

Only in this way can we continue to plan for her!

Thinking of this, Yelu Zongzheng strode to the dining table and began to eat voraciously, even using two more bowls than usual.

Eunuch Zhang really didn't expect that Mr. He's mere words could have such great power!

It can instantly lift His Majesty's emotions from hell to the clouds of bliss again, rekindling his dying heart.

This is simply better than a panacea!

……

Three days later, things finally turned around.

In the morning, Zha Pi and Li Yuanlang submitted a "Book of Ten Thousand People" to His Majesty to plead for Cha Jiu.

This book of all peoples contains the signatures of those people who begged the court to forgive Cha Jiu for his crime of deceiving the emperor.

Ink and blood marks are mixed among them.

Just because some people can't write, they are willing to bite their fingers and replace their signatures with bloody fingerprints, adding a little weight to this plea.

This long scroll of the Book of All Nations could span the entire hall when it was unfolded, shocking everyone in the court.

Zha Ping and a group of good ministers knelt down and asked Yelu Zongzheng to comply with the people's wishes and pardon Cha Jiu.

But there are still powerful ministers who insist: "If this matter can be ignored, wouldn't future generations be able to repeat the past and ignore the law?"

As soon as these words came out, Yelv Zongzheng drew his sword on the spot and cut off a strand of hair on his shoulder. The courtiers all trembled and knelt down in fright.

I only heard him say coldly: "Since He Qing's crime must be repaid with life, then I will cut off her hair to pay for it. From now on, the matter of deceiving the emperor will be forgotten."

The emperor's hair and skin are destined by destiny.

Is the weight of this broken hair more than worth a life?

Even the lives of those nine tribes are worth it!

Opponents dared not speak any more.

After this incident came out, the people did not think that His Majesty was partial, but praised him even more for being a sage monarch who listened to the people's voices and had a keen eye.

Moreover, no one is worried that opening this special case will cause damage to the program and be imitated by future generations.

After all, not everyone can be like Mr. He, who has peerless talents and a heart for the people, can make the people willingly ask for his life, and can make his Majesty generously cut off his hair to save his life!