A tree of holly is floating

"What kind of people are locked in the prison these days!" The fat jailer pounded an empty bucket to the ground, grabbed the shiny teapot, and started drinking from the tea spout. .

"Isn't that right!" The small jailer sitting on the bench with one leg crossed pouted towards the opposite prison, "Well, let me buy glutinous rice balls for him every day and send them to the next door!"

"Ah!?" The fat jailer couldn't believe it. "Does the higher-ups know? Don't get into trouble! General Lei runs here every day!"

"What can happen!" The little jailer grabbed a peanut from the bowl and threw it into his mouth, "Can you still break the law by buying two bowls of glutinous rice balls? Besides, if you can survive a few months, when the time comes , If you catch up with the amnesty, you will not die!"

The fat jailer sounded reasonable. He grabbed two peanuts and threw them into his mouth. He picked up the wooden barrel he had kicked to the ground earlier, and went out humming a little tune.

Wang Chuan leaned against the corner with his eyes closed, and he heard it clearly, but can Mr. Pingyang really spare them?

If he remembers correctly, the only thing Pingyang Jun can remember to hate him and Xue Jin is to imprison Mrs. Qixia.Even if Pan Xiaoxiao encouraged Lord Pingyang to kill them to vent his anger, they were not the ones who directly did it.

If he could tell a lie, maybe he could really save Xue Jin's life.

Taking out all the money on his body, Wang Chuan shouted to the small jailer opposite: "Brother! Please come here!"

The little jailer glanced at the aisle, then put down the leg that was on the bench, and walked over slowly with his hands behind his back: "What the hell are you screaming for!"

"I still have some money here," Wang Chuan divided the money in his hand into two and stretched it out from the fence, "This is for filial brother, this one, please help me buy a bowl of glutinous rice balls every day , Send it to the nobleman next door! Please!"

Wang Chuan raised his hand as he spoke, signaling the little jailer to take it down.

The little jailer looked at the two handfuls of money and was a little moved. Just this one, just to buy glutinous rice balls, is enough to buy hundreds of bowls!

But, he really doesn't want to eat anymore!

Looking at the expectant eyes in the fence, no matter what, he couldn't tell him that the person who was locked up next door had already been pulled out and beheaded as early as the second day he came in.

And his only request before confessing was to spare Wang Chuan's life.

So, Xue Jin lied, saying that everything was because of jealousy in his heart, and that's why he killed his father and brother.He also said that all the people were bewitched by him, and they were just used as swordsmen by him!

In the end, he knelt down in front of Lord Pingyang and said tearfully, knowing that the new ruler is generous and loving, he will surely destroy the old and bring forth the new, establish the country with benevolence and filial piety, and create a peaceful and prosperous world that has never been created by the tiger.

Perhaps the last two sentences hit the point. Although Mr. Pingyang didn't show much emotion, he never made a decision on how to deal with Wang Chuan.

The little jailer frowned, looked left and right again, and then took the two handfuls of money he entrusted in his hand, and said with curled lips, "Can't you buy something else!"

Wang Chuan bowed his body and smiled while bowing: "Thank you, brother, thank you! There is still something to trouble you!"

The little jailer buried his head in counting the money in his hand, a little impatiently: "Let's talk!"

Wang Chuan still bowed his body: "Next time General Lei comes, can I have a word with him?"

The little jailer turned his back and said, "Just wait!"

Wang Chuan kept saying "thank you, brother" and "thank you, brother", until the jailer put the money in his arms, leaned against the table and dozed off, then stood up straight and let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Even if he can only lie to him for a year or so, making him think that he is still alive, then in this dark corner, he can see a glimmer of light and feel a glimmer of warmth.And with this thought, life will not be so difficult!

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The author has something to say:

Flowers are over~

Thanks to the little angels who accompanied me all the way to the end.

(End of the book)