Startled Meng

"Boom-thump-"

The sound of the bell hitting was dull and long, and it was transmitted into the prison made of copper and iron walls and bumped around. Hearing the slight movement of the fingers of the strict speech mirror in the corner, the slack pupils suddenly gathered dark light.

The jailer who delivered the food came, shaking the key around his waist.

Holding the food, the jailer stopped outside the prison door, chuckled twice, and said, "As your lord wishes, the trial will resume."

Yan Cijing smiled when he heard the words. He didn't move, but the sound of chains kept ringing. It was the jailer who opened the cell door and came in.

The smile on Yan Cijing's lips didn't stop: "The Lord Jailer sent the food and put it on the floor, why did you bring it in yourself?"

There is only a palm-sized window in the prison, and the light is not enough, but it is enough to see the familiar face under the hat. He is probably a loach, slippery or not, he can go anywhere.

Yu Fangzhi took off his official hat, put the tray on the end of the bed, and leaned closer to see Yan Cijing's face, "It's better." His fingers slipped into the cracks of Yan Cijing's shackles, and slipped into his sleeves.

Yan Cijing dodged straight away, causing the chains to rattle: "What?"

Yu Fangzhi held the smooth and tender wrist bone, and made him deflect his body, exposing his back.

It's not a pedantic person, so he has to explain when he lifts his clothes: "The medicine needs to be changed three times a day, it's not convenient for you, and I can't come frequently, I will leave some internal pills for you to take on time."

Yan Cijing said in good spirits, "Thank you."

Yu Fang knew he couldn't handle him, so he quietly twisted his neck and looked back, but was stopped by a colder "don't move", and turned his head back, thinking to himself that the injury might be serious, even Yu Fang knew that he had changed after seeing it. A lot of integrity.

He also thought that Yu Fang knew that he was not a doctor, but he looked at all kinds of broken wounds behind him, wondering if sleeping at night would cause nightmares.

"hiss--"

Yan Cijing couldn't hold back his breath, and the people behind him stopped moving immediately. After a while, there was a gust of wind blowing over the wound. After thinking about it, Yan Cijing pulled the gauze beside the bed to Then throw it away: "Enough, wrap it up."

Yu Fangzhi finished wrapping up the gauze, and said, "Your Excellency, take good care of your wounds, Brother Pei is waiting to kneel down and thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Yan Cijing gathered his clothes, turned around, and sat opposite Yu Fangzhi.

"Oh?" Yu Fangzhi pretended to be surprised, "It turns out that the reason why the adults left Brother Pei is to let him take the exam again?"

Yan Cijing didn't hide it anymore: "I just didn't expect it to be so soon."

Yu Fang knew: "The emperor attaches great importance to it, and personally selected two highly respected Hanlin scholars to write the test, and invited Lord Su Hongzhang to be the chief examiner, so as to ensure that the second exam is safe."

He said again: "It is also because there are so many pairs of eyes staring at him. Zheng Lang's situation is not very good. He is not as comfortable as Mr. Yan. There are kind doctors who treat his wounds, but because he is not young, the eunuch who executed the sentence before did not dare to use his strength. Smoking, compared to Mr. Yan, it's just a minor injury."

Yan Cijing responded in a low voice: "En."

Yu Fangzhi stared at Yan Cijing and said, "The prison is quieter than when I was outside. I heard a lot of gossip."

Yan Cijing shook the shackles twice: "Does it mean that I offer the treasure to Zheng Lang and let him open the door for me so that I can decide on the list, or is it that I act like a rat and sneak around in the tribute house?"

The language knew: "Zheng Lang said that the gold and silver artifacts hidden in the room were all bribes from you, and the examiners from the Ministry of Rites also accused you of stealing the test questions. Very disadvantageous."

Strictly speaking, the mirror sinks like water: "Don't worry about it, just make sure Zheng Lang can't get out of the Dali Temple prison."

Yu Fangzhi broke the chain: "You already know, Zheng Lang kept a hand, and used the imitation autograph letter to confirm your bribe."

"It's just a usual method." After Yan Cijing finished speaking, his wrist was pulled away, and looking down, it was Yu Fang who unconsciously clenched the chain.

Yu Fangzhi sneered: "Years ago, he got into office by means of such unscrupulous means. Many years later, under his skin, he is still that bug in the gutter, he should have died long ago."

Yan Cijing looked up: "It's not that easy to want him to die."

Yu Fangzhi met his eyes and understood his deep meaning: "The key lies in Wei Cheng."

"That's right, the case has not been settled for a long time, and the Ministry of Criminal Justice and Yushitai are waiting for Wei Cheng's attitude."

Yan Cijing nodded: "Wei Cheng has been slow to express his opinion, of course it is because there are so many eyes staring at him, and he himself is also watching. He has a deep relationship with Zheng Lang, and he is afraid of dragging himself into the water."

"Even if Wei Cheng was involved in the case of leaking questions during the scientific examination, it wouldn't be too skinny. It wasn't what he was afraid of." Yu Fangzhi knew it well, but Yan Cijing thought the same as him. He didn't expect arrive.

Yan Cijing looked into Yu Fangzhi's eyes: "With this case alone, Wei Cheng cannot be brought down."

Yan Cijing was not reconciled, and Yu Fangzhi didn't want him to enlighten and comfort him: "I understand the truth, and it will be a pleasure to be able to manage Zheng Lang."

"I have a way, you come here with your ear." Yan Cijing sat up straight, and when Yu knew it, he leaned forward, and told him the way he had thought of long ago.

Unexpectedly, Yu Fangzhi heard it, and even smiled: "It's the same as I thought."

Yan Cijing was also stunned for a moment, then nodded, and said: "This matter must be done properly, and there is no need to leave too much time for Zheng Lang to be happy."

"I'm hungry, and the gods can't be happy, let's eat." Yu Fangzhi has sorted out everything this time, the expression between his brows receded, and he lifted the tray at the end of the bed, "You two boys, You can cry very much, walking around my house with a sullen face all day long, seeing that I lost my appetite, so I had to hide at your place for dinner."

Yan Cijing was speechless, looking at what he said, it seemed that his place was some good place to go.

Without talking to him, Yan Cijing opened the food box alone, brought out two side dishes and two bowls of rice, first handed a pair of chopsticks to Yu Fangzhi, but he took the rough steamed buns specially provided by the nearby prison and chewed dry.

Yu Fangzhi snatched the steamed bun, stuffed the white rice into his hands, and said displeasedly, "Have I never eaten this steamed bun? It's hard and unpalatable. It's cold after a long time. I don't eat it if I have hot rice or hot dishes." , Sent in prison to be a fool?"

Yan Cijing was holding the hot rice and the chopsticks that Yu Fangzhi stuffed in his hands. He didn't know how to react. After a long time, he finally took rice grains and put them in his mouth. .”

Was it because you were afraid of "decapitation"?

Yu Fangzhi put vegetables in his bowl: "Eat yours, don't be afraid."

"I am here."

Prime Minister's Study

"Master Xiang, Mr. Zheng has sent a message from prison again, begging Lord Xiang to rescue him from prison."

Wei Cheng's waving hand stopped, and thick ink piled up into a stain. The brush and ink had been destroyed, so he simply threw the pen away. He wondered, "Save? How to save it?"

Hei Ying knelt down and didn't dare to raise his head. Wei Cheng's words were not directed at him. If he didn't answer, the room fell into a chilling silence. He could only bite the bullet and say:

"Zheng Lang said that he has already put the blame on Yan Cijing, and Yang Xun from the Ministry of Criminal Justice is also willing to help him. Although the case has not yet been settled, as long as the Prime Minister speaks a few words in front of the emperor, thinking about the past relationship between the emperor and his ministers, The emperor will show mercy."

Wei Cheng was over fifty years old, and he was born with a long-eyed, thin-lipped, thin-faced and mean face. Years of fine clothing and good food did not make him rich and kind, especially now that he looks like a praying mantis that has not digested his stomach. .

The "mantis" grinned, and asked again: "Heiying, tell me, should the truth be saved?"

It is a big taboo for subordinates to speculate on the master's mind, Hei Ying secretly sighed that being with a king is like being with a tiger, and just about to refuse, Wei Cheng put him in a dilemma with a word.

"You have been by my side for decades, you know my way of doing things best, and if others don't understand, can't you tell me a thing or two?"

The black eagle rolled his eyes, crawled forward twice, and said courteously: "The emperor has a grudge against the prime minister because of Chen Kaiyang's death, and if Mr. Zheng has an accident, the prime minister must not come forward to intercede."

"Well, let's go on."

"Master Zheng and Master Xiang have known each other for many years. Master Xiang must have wanted to save him, but how to save him..." Hei Ying chuckled, "This subordinate is dull and can't figure it out."

"If you can't figure it out, just watch carefully." Wei Cheng didn't give him a good face, shook his cuffs, and stretched out his claws eagerly:

"The time has come. Those who go to the small gate to meet the punishment department, and the things found in Zheng Lang's mansion, have to look at them one by one."

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(It's dry wood for someone else's cp to pick up clothes when they meet, but it's hurt for their own cp to pick up clothes when they meet...)