Zhao Changchun hugged Zhao Jinyu, his expression moved.
The originally generous heart is now only skin and bones, it seems that it will shatter with a light push, but it is such a person, with a loving father's heart, that makes Zhao Jinyu greedily absorb the warmth, crying even more uncontrollably.
As night gradually fell, there were no candles in the cell, and only the moonlight looked at each other through the narrow window. Zhao Changchun said with a smile, "Girl Jin, she is still a crybaby at this age." After speaking, he wanted to help She wiped away her tears, only to find that her clothes were dirty and her hands were even more grime. He slowly lowered his gently raised hand, feeling powerless in her heart.
Zhao Jinyu's eyes were swollen like walnuts, but she still saw the loss of her adoptive father with sharp eyes. Without hesitation, she leaned her face towards him and rubbed against his dirty and musty clothes that could not be changed due to his long prison life. superior.
"Daddy's body is dirty." Seeing Zhao Jinyu's attitude as a young daughter, Zhao Changchun felt more and more grief, tears finally rolled down, he might be in danger this time, since he entered this cell, he will do well Even if she was ready to die, she didn't have any extravagant hopes. The lady is the daughter of the Xu family in Jinling, and her brother is the new head of the clan. Naturally, she will not treat her badly. As for her son Zhao Jingchuan, who is a man, even if he is a criminal The hat of the son of the son, at least he can live on, but this adopted daughter, a lonely person, has a stubborn and upright personality, does not know how to be cute, and is too honest... What should I do in the future? The more I think about it, the more I feel uneasy, and I keep letting go.
The father and daughter calmed down after hugging each other for a while, especially Zhao Changchun, after all, he was not an ordinary person, and he was a fifth-rank official at a young age. If he hadn't been implicated in the corruption case of Yan Shangshu, he would have a bright future.
"Girl Jin, the food you cook is better than your mother's." Zhao Changchun put on a new padded coat, and Zhao Jinyu combed his hair again, revealing a bit of the original elegant and handsome temperament. He was eating the rice ball made by Zhao Jinyu with a satisfied expression.
Ms. Xu is a daughter of a famous family. She never touched the spring water since she was a child. When she married Zhao Changchun, she almost broke up with her family. At the beginning, she followed Zhao Changchun, so she had to learn to cook and sew clothes by herself. After all, I have learned from someone since I was a child, but cooking has not improved in the past ten years or so.
Zhao Jinyu recalled that Zhao Changchun had long sleeves and was good at dancing. Occasionally, he would go in and out of brothels and elegant gardens for entertainment. Although he would not mess around, he would smell of powder on his body, and Mrs. Xu would calmly make a bowl of mushy white fungus soup for Zhao Changchun. Drink, watching Zhao Changchun drink it with a bitter face, his face will be slightly relieved.
Thinking of this, the tears she stopped just now couldn't help but fall again.
Nine years passed by in a flash, how could the originally peaceful and happy life be broken so suddenly
After Zhao Changchun said this, he obviously thought of his wife Xu... Seeing the tears in the corners of Zhao Jinyu's eyes again, he sighed and said, "Girl Jin, don't blame your mother." Although he didn't ask Zhao Jinyu what happened, but With many years of husband and wife, they have obviously seen the ins and outs of the matter, "Sooner or later you will understand that your mother looks harsh, but in fact it is all for your own good."
Zhao Jinyu lowered her head and said nothing, the dim moonlight shone on her face, making her pale and weak.
Seeing that Zhao Changchun felt pain in his heart, he made up his mind almost immediately, and said, "Girl Jin, come to Dad." After speaking, he looked around vigilantly, and saw the quiet, several prisoners in the next room Just as they were fighting over a black steamed bun, the prisoner on the opposite side fell asleep in a daze with his head down, and then he said with deep eyes, "Daddy has hidden a letter somewhere at home, send it to …”
The more Zhao Jinyu heard the back, the more dignified her face became.
Zhao Jinyu was sent out by the jailer Feng Er. Feng Er had been favored by Zhao Changchun, so he always took care of them.
"Miss, wait a moment, I'll call my wife, and we'll take you back together."
The night was dark, and it was freezing outside. Zhao Changchun was really worried about Zhao Jinyu walking alone at night, so Feng Er asked Er to send his daughter back. Feng Er was a man after all, so he called his wife to go with him, otherwise he would be a lonely man. The widow's being seen by others is a hindrance to Zhao Jinyu's boudoir reputation.
What Zhao Jinyu was thinking about was what Zhao Changchun said just now, so she said a little too late, "Thank you, Uncle Feng."
Seeing Zhao Jinyu calling him like that, Feng Er scratched his head shyly as a man of seven feet, and said, "Miss, just call me Feng Er, I'm just a little jailer, how can I deserve such a title?" .”
Feng Er's wife, Mrs. Zhang, was a tall woman with a dark complexion and a strong figure. When she came, she led a mule cart and said, "Why are you so careless? Missy is a delicate official daughter, how can you be like that?" Our Hong'er is a wild girl, can he walk back by himself?"
"It's because I didn't think of it, it's because you are thoughtful, my lady." Feng Er smiled very good-naturedly, "No wonder they all said that I, Feng Er, had a good life and married a woman with such ingenuity and sympathy as my wife. It's really lucky."
After hearing this, Mrs. Zhang glanced at Zhao Jinyu uncomfortably, turned her face and scolded, "Don't be so serious, and be careful not to miss the eldest lady to go back." Then she said apologetically to Zhao Jinyu, "Miss, don't be angry, our head is a rough Man, speaking is too incoherent."
Seeing this scene, Zhao Jinyu couldn't help but smile, and the worries in her heart were also diluted a lot. It is said that there were three wives and four concubines in ancient times, but in fact, except for those aristocratic families, ordinary people are monogamous. Many of them are living their lives, and some of them have strict wives like Qian Fenger.
Originally thought that he would be able to return home soon, but who knew that he was stopped just outside the alley in front of him, and the Jin Yiwei, who was wearing a flying fish suit, led the soldiers and scolded coldly, "Who are you waiting for? I don't know where the curfew is at night." Are you not allowed to go?"
Feng Er explained in a good temper for a long time but failed to make the other party accommodate, and almost arrested several people in it. If Feng Er was not a jailer, it would be hard to explain clearly when he came out with his waist card. In the end, Zhao Jinyu was in Feng Er At the invitation of the husband and wife, he temporarily lived in the Zhang family.
Zhao Jinyu was let into the main room by Feng Er, and brought all the best quilts in the house. Mrs. Zhang grabbed Zhao Jinyu's hand and blocked back all her refusals. Her dark face was full of seriousness. Seriously, "Miss, you don't want to meet with us, if Mr. Zhao hadn't rescued the head of the family who was almost frozen to death on the road, I would be a widow now, let alone Mr. Zhao would arrange our head of the family to work here? Your Zhao family is a kindness to our family, and I and our family members, as well as our children, will not be able to understand this kindness even if they will be your cows and horses in the next life!" Saying this, he sighed and glanced at it. Zhao Jinyu, who was dressed thinly and had a haggard face, was filled with pity and anger in her heart, and her voice was subconsciously high-pitched, "Master Zhao is a good man! Many people say that he and Yan Shangshu coveted hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, But our family members know that this time he has been imprisoned, but he can't even make up the money to pay for it..."
Zhao Jinyu also believed that Zhao Changchun was not that kind of person, but it was the first time that he heard the words of protection so brightly, and couldn't help but wet his eyes, and said, "There are always more icing on the cake, and less charcoal in the snow, auntie, I thank you on behalf of my father." is you."
Seeing that Zhao Jinyu's eyelashes were filled with tears, Mrs. Zhang comforted her, "Miss, don't be too sad, one day Mrs. Zhao will be cleared of her innocence, the truth will be revealed, and the truth will come to light."
Zhao Jinyu knew that Zhang Shi's words were mostly to comfort herself, so she didn't say much else. She waited to go to bed and turned on the lamp, but she couldn't fall asleep.
Yesterday, she also heard from Governor Zhang next door that this time the case involved so much that even Princess Ning’s son was taken away by Jin Yiwei... and hinted to her that this case seems to be nothing more than a corruption case, but it is unusual , there is another secret in it.
Thinking of this, Zhao Jinyu unconsciously thought about what her adoptive father Zhao Changchun told her. What was written in that letter? Why is it so important? Even mother Xu did not tell
In such chaotic thoughts, Zhao Jinyu slowly fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, Zhao Jinyu woke up with a sharp cry, and the lights outside were brightly lit, "My lord, the little girl is getting married tomorrow, but she has never done anything, how can you just arrest her?" Zhang, who has always been cheerful, There was a rare hint of panic in the voice.
Soon came an indifferent male voice, "Is your daughter called Zhang Hong?"
"That's the name..."
"The head of your household is named Feng, why is your daughter named Zhang?"
Soon came Feng Er's eager explanation, "I am the door-to-door son-in-law, and my daughter will follow my wife's surname."
"Oh, that's how it is."
"Master, this is my little filial piety..."
"Fuck off, just two taels of silver? Think I'm a poor beggar? You say you still have a fine jade pendant? Hehehe, that won't work either!" The man's voice stopped abruptly, becoming more and more indifferent, " This is an order from our commander, no one will be let go! Come, arrest me."
"Father, mother..., woo woo..."
"This is my family's ancestral jade pendant. It is said that it is worth tens of taels of silver. Please do me a favor, sir, just turn a blind eye!"
There was silence in the yard, but soon there was a sharper cry, "It's not that I don't let your daughter go, if I want to blame you, I blame your daughter for having such a good name. To tell you the truth, as long as there is a girl with this name today, everyone will be happy." Got caught!"
Zhao Jinyu got up in a jerk, and walked quickly to the window. For some reason, she didn't quite understand the other words, but the word Zhang Hong suddenly pierced into her heart like a thorn.
How is this going
I just mentioned this name to Shitou yesterday, and Jin Yiwei started to search the whole city this morning!
On this side, Feng Er's family was gloomy and depressing because of his daughter's arrest, and Zhao Jinyu's family was also a little uneasy. The emperor opened his eyes and found that there was no one in the empty house, bouncing around. After a long time, he still arrogantly threatened Zhao Jinyu to make her look good if she dared to hide... Who knew that girl disappeared!
The weather is the coldest after the snow. There is no earth dragon or charcoal fire in the house. The winter wind blows the biting coldness like a knife can be inserted into the body. It is so gloomy and cold that I don't feel uncomfortable, but after turning into a stone, I can't stand a little bit of coldness.
The anger in his heart was so violent that it was hard to restrain it, the emperor gritted his teeth and said, "I will make life worse than death!" The hungry grunt groaned, and the emperor remembered that the dish in the imperial dining room looked the same, but actually tasted a little better Potato stew, which has no appetite, feels more and more angry.
An hour passed.
Two hours passed.
Three hours passed.
The emperor's ferocious face lost all warmth, and he was listless. He returned to the bed listlessly, covered the veil that Zhao Jinyu had left for him as a quilt, stretched out half of his body, and looked outside in a daze.
He didn't want to admit it, but was... hungry.