On the day of the granted marriage, the daughter of a general wept and was reborn!

"Can I have a cup of hot tea?"

In the prison, General Shen stopped the patrolling jailer and asked slowly.

The jailer looked around and raised his eyebrows: "Why do you want hot tea every day? You know, you are the only one who can drink hot tea in this prison, but you are still so picky."

As soon as he finished speaking, the warden flew over and slapped the jailer mercilessly.

"You don't want your head anymore?"

The young jailer was stunned at first, and then there was a look of grievance in his eyes.

The warden smiled awkwardly and looked at General Shen beside him: "General, please don't blame me. This kid is new here. He had a hard time doing his job today and has some complaints. Please wait a moment. I'll serve you some hot tea."

Then the warden took the young jailer away.

"Didn't your master tell you? You can't touch the people in this cell! You must be polite, otherwise his superiors will investigate and we will both be sued!"

The warden frowned and gave an educational speech in a low voice.

The young jailer finally came to his senses and nodded repeatedly.

"Boss, someone's looking for you outside!" the guard at the door poked his head inside and called out.

The warden nodded and then turned and left.

"Why are you dressed like this today?" Looking at Xia Huai'en beside him, Shen Wantang frowned slightly and asked.

Although he was dressed as a servant, it still couldn't conceal Xia Huai'en's imposing manner. He could only hunch his body slightly so as not to appear so different from the others.

"I asked for leave from the court, saying that I would go to my hometown to worship my ancestors. Now, I am not allowed to be seen in the capital."

Xia Huai'en covered his mouth with his hand, pretending to cough, and explained in a low voice.

Shen Wantang raised her eyebrows, then raised her hand and stroked the things Qing'e had prepared for her——

When she raised her head slightly, a long scar appeared on her face, extending from her eyebrows to her chin. Not to mention others, even the people in the military camp would be shocked if they saw it.

"Is my scar okay?" Shen Wantang raised his hand and touched it.

Xia Huai'en just took a quick glance and closed his eyes in fear, saying repeatedly: "Don't worry, Qing'e's craftsmanship is first-class."

"Sir, I am sorry to bother you. When my master left, he told me to bring some things to General Shen when it was cold. Thank you for your help."

As soon as the prison door opened, the butler came to greet him with a smile on his face.

The warden also had a smile on his face: "You're welcome. I won't bother you, but I'm not on duty tonight, so don't stay too long. Otherwise, I won't be able to explain to my superiors."

As soon as he finished speaking, the butler took out a heavy purse from his pocket and handed it over.

As soon as he saw the purse, the warden's eyes lit up.

"Don't worry, I will never cause any trouble to you, sir!" The butler smiled calmly.

Then he took his people and things into the cell.

The cell was dark and damp, and filled with a bad smell. The further I walked in, the closer I saw the cell where General Shen was staying.

"General Shen." The butler spoke slowly, attracting General Shen's attention. He slowly turned around and stood up with his hunched body.

The moment she saw General Shen, Shen Wantang still couldn't hold back her emotions. Tears welled up in her eyes and she was about to cry out loud. Xia Huai'en beside her grabbed her wrist and she finally held back her tears.

In the past, General Shen had bright eyes and a voice as loud as a bell. Even at this age, he still looks much younger.

Looking at it now, the sharp gaze of the past is no longer there. Those hawk-like eyes seem to be covered with a layer of shadow. Even his hands are shaking for no reason, and he has become much thinner.

"General, this is what our master ordered. We brought you some mattresses. The prison is short of charcoal, so you can make do with them. And these, our master heard that you like to read opera scripts, these are all new on the market."

The butler introduced them one by one, and the two people behind him helped to clean up.

General Shen smiled calmly. After such a long discussion, the sharpness on his face had disappeared. "Thank you for your concern, Lord Xia."

"You two, help General Shen clean up." The butler looked at the two people following behind him and ordered.

The two of them came forward slowly and put the things in order.

Shen Wantang took out a pair of knee pads and knelt on the ground: "The weather is cold, I will help the general put on the knee pads."

This sound...

General Shen was in a trance for a moment, lowered his eyes, and stared at the person kneeling in front of him.

Although I didn’t see his face, this feeling——

It was just like Wantang's childhood, when she would lie on her own legs and recite poems.

Just one glance and tears were already pouring down.

Seeing that General Shen was safe, Shen Wantang felt relieved.

In just a moment, the butler took the two men out of the cell. Looking at the bed that had just been made, General Shen breathed a sigh of relief.

As I slowly lay down, I felt something was wrong——

His hand slowly reached under the pillow—a dagger! ?

General Shen remained calm and fumbled around again. Sure enough, he found a letter next to the dagger.

Not far away, the night watchers were already tired, and several of them left the cell arm in arm. Only then did he open the envelope -

"The uprising will begin ten days after the Spring Examination. I hope the general will respect himself."

After reading the things, General Shen slowly stood up, placed the letter on the candle, and watched it turn into ashes.

The next morning.

"Your Majesty...Right now in Dacheng, rumors are spreading everywhere. There are also rumors in Shancheng, Jiangzhou, and Luzhou in the east..."

The person from the Ministry of Personnel presented the memorial with a frown on his face.

Ji Xunchuan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"Is it possible that we can't catch the real culprit in this case?" He slowly raised his head and glanced at everyone with a sinister look.

Everyone knelt down and no one dared to speak.

After a long while, the Junior Official of the Dali Temple came forward slowly and said, "Your Majesty, the one who spread this rumor must be trying to undermine the foundation of our Great Success. Who will benefit the most if our Great Success perishes?"

Ji Xunchuan narrowed his eyes, and an answer emerged in his mind.

He asked tentatively: "Rongguo?"

"That's right. Rong State is eyeing Dacheng covetously. Moreover, the border of Mobei has also repeatedly provoked. I think this matter must be caused by Rong State's spies."

The Shaoqing of the Dali Temple spoke with certainty.

Rongguo spy?

"Why are there so many Dacheng spies in our Dacheng territory?" A question came from the crowd.

The Dali Temple's Shaoqing raised a cold smile and raised his eyebrows, saying, "It's going to rain, but do we have to wait until you bring an umbrella? Isn't there a ready-made Rong countryman in our capital? I heard that he always flatters the daughters of ministers in the court. Bring him here and you'll know."

Ji Xunchuan frowned, his face looked calm, but he had already clenched both hands.

His eyes narrowed, and he said in a cold voice: "Come here, Xuan Lianzhao comes to see you."