The Ministry of Justice's prison is heavily guarded, with iron walls and almost impenetrable defenses.
Anyone detained in the Ministry of Justice must be a serious criminal. Xia Huaijun never dreamed that one day he would be imprisoned here, despite his status as the Prime Minister.
The Ministry of Justice considered more than thirty charges against him, but he admitted none of them. Even though most of the people involved in the corruption case had been beheaded, he still refused to admit a single word.
Because he is the prime minister of the current dynasty, and as long as he does not admit it, his head will be safe on his neck.
Even if the Ministry of Justice has a hundred years to fight him, even if he spends his whole life in this prison, it is better than death.
After being interrogated for many days, he didn't know much about the situation outside.
The only thing we know is that there is a cure for zombie disease.
Therefore, he still believed that Xia Zian was dead, but his mother was still alive and had recovered.
Prime Minister Xia didn't know that Chen Linglong had taken Xia Wan'er away. He believed that as long as he could hold on, his mother would definitely rescue him.
The only thing he regretted now was that he did not make Yuan Cuiyu disabled that day. Killing her was of course not an option, but at that time, he could break her hands and feet, or at least destroy her appearance, so that no one would be attracted to her anymore.
Because Prince An had come and beaten him severely. When he was being beaten, he thought he would die at the hands of Prince An.
He lives a struggling life and still has hope in his heart, which is truly precious in the eyes of some people.
The Ministry of Justice naturally would not torture him again, but they were not too polite to him either. He was interrogated every three days and questioned every day, which was extremely humiliating. Although he did not suffer physically, he was extremely tormented mentally.
Prince An issued an order that he should be fed three meals a day, each of which was dog food, and only given two sips of water a day, so that he could live a life worse than death.
Xia Huaijun's endurance was fully demonstrated at this moment. He regarded all these sufferings as God's training for him.
However, there was destined to be someone who would come with the wronged soul to seek revenge on him.
Zi'an walked into the prison by himself, without letting Murong Jie accompany him.
She was wearing plain clothes. As a princess, her appearance was not even as good as that of a beautiful girl. She only had a silver hairpin in her hair and no makeup on her face.
She looked very much like the former Xia Zian, the Xia Zian who was beaten to death.
She used this face to ask her father for a life.
The cell was dark and damp, with no light coming in. Only a small tung oil lamp on the wall gave off a faint light, which was not enough for illumination.
Zi'an came wrapped in the night. There were two small holes on the thick wall at the top of the cell, which were specially used for ventilation to keep the air flowing. Now, only the wind could be heard coming in through the small holes, making a mournful sound.
Xia Huaijun was lying on the wet straw, with urine and feces right next to him. It was really sad that a prime minister ended up like this.
However, Zi'an did not feel sad for him. Everything that happened now was all his own fault.
He owes an explanation to those people he killed, including the original owner Xia Zian, Xia Lin, and the people who died from the zombie disease.
And since the culprit is still alive, how can the deceased rest in peace
He heard light footsteps and suddenly opened his eyes. He knew it couldn't be the jailer because the jailer's footsteps were usually very rough.
Using the faint light from the wall, he saw Xia Zian standing outside the iron bars.
He thought he was seeing things, so he took a step forward, squinted his eyes, and looked carefully.
It was really her, and she looked the same as the one that made him hate her.
"You're not dead yet?" He couldn't help but feel disappointed. He thought that this plan would at least kill Xia Zian.
The overwhelming disappointment made him irritable, and anger gradually gathered on his dirty face.
"Thanks to the Prime Minister, I am still alive and well." Zi'an looked at him quietly, without a trace of emotion in her eyes. She just came to see him fall, there was no need to carry hatred with her.
"What are you doing here?" Xia Huaijun dragged his two broken legs forward and sneered, "Do you want to see my joke? Xia Zian, I am still your biological father. If I am in trouble, you, as my daughter, won't be able to feel honored."
Zi'an smiled calmly, his eyes shone with icy coldness, "You are wrong, Prime Minister Xia, your daughter Xia Zi'an is dead, I am not your daughter."
Xia Huaijun sneered, "Even if you deny it a thousand times, it cannot change the fact that you have the blood of my Xia family in your body. All family members share the same fate. Do you think that if I fall, the Regent will still marry you? Don't be so naive. By then, you will just be an orphan."
Zi'an chuckled, "It's understandable that the Prime Minister doesn't know about this. Yesterday, I married the prince. According to our official status, the Prime Minister should have received my greetings. Unfortunately, the Prime Minister is in prison. I can forgive him for not receiving my greetings. After all, the Prime Minister can't afford it."
"What?" Prime Minister Xia was a little surprised and squinted his eyes to look at her. The light was dim just now and he couldn't see clearly. Now that he looked carefully, he saw that she had indeed combed her hair into a bun. He sneered, "Then congratulations."
Zi'an smiled, "This is not the only happy event. There have been several happy events in the capital recently. One of the purposes of my coming here is to share these happy events with the Prime Minister."
"No need to say, I don't want to hear it." He said coldly.
Zi'an, however, continued to talk to himself, "The first thing is that the old lady of the Xiangfu died in the epidemic area. She died miserably. She was stoned to death by the people."
"What did you say?" Xia Huaijun's face suddenly changed color, his eyes widened, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.
"Second, your concubine Chen Linglong took away the gold, silver and jewelry from the prime minister's residence and fled with Xia Wan'er."
"That vicious woman, I knew she was unreliable." Xia Huaijun cursed loudly, his face distorted.
Zi'an still had a smile on his face, "Third, you have always hoped that my mother would not be happy, but unfortunately, Prince An has formally proposed to my mother and wants to marry her as Princess An."
This was fabricated by Zi'an, but it undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to Xia Huaijun.
He stared at Zi'an, his shoulders slowly drooped, his face instantly dejected, Yuan Cuiyu, I really should kill you.
His mother's death was not as strong a blow as this. It's not that he was not sad about his mother's death, but he could not accept that Yuan Cuiyu and Prince An got what they wanted. They deserved to go to hell.
"I will curse them every day, and they will not die a good death." Xia Huaijun said gritting his teeth.
Zi'an laughed and said, "If the curse worked, the Prime Minister would have died long ago. Don't you know? How many people outside are hoping for your death? They burn three sticks of incense a day and ask the heavens when they will take you away when they report to the gods."
"I have not yet pleaded guilty, and the Ministry of Justice has not yet made a judgment. Who spread the rumor?" Xia Huaijun was furious.
"Don't be so naive, Prime Minister. Although you haven't confessed, the evidence is irrefutable. Do you think the prince can't do anything to you? Although the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty clearly state that any first-rank official in the court cannot be sentenced if he doesn't confess, I can let you die in this dark prison, not to mention the prince, even I can do it."
Zi'an's words completely destroyed his last glimmer of hope.
(End of this chapter)