The pork elbows grilled with Tu Nan's thick oily red sauce seem to be more delicious than before.

Taking a mouthful of the stewed meat skin, Zhao Surui felt that his mouth was already covered in mush. When the whole mouthful of meat was gone, he took another big mouthful, covering half of his face.

Oil.

Several jailers saw it outside and almost drooled with greed.

Tunan tied up the bamboos in his hands and stood them up, forming a frame around the bed, and covered the top with a light blue cloth curtain.

Zhao Surui took the time to take a look and was not satisfied, so he didn't say anything.

After all, he is a woman, so Tunan can think of covering up for him, so he has to praise his carefulness.

It was good to have this tent. Only after he moved into the cell did he realize that the torches in the cell were kept on all day long. At night, the wind blew the fire and shook people's shadows, which was really annoying.

After laying the curtains, Tunan got off the bed and poured a bowl of winter bamboo shoot soup stewed with winter bamboo shoots and pickled vegetables for "my girl".

"Girl, drink some soup, don't hurt your spleen and stomach."

Zhao Surui raised his head and glanced at it, took it over and drank it in one gulp. He even poured the diced bamboo shoots and dried shrimp inside into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and continued to nibble on the elbow.

Tunan looked around and it took her a few days to find that the cell looked much better than before.

In fact, this is also because the city patrol censor surnamed Yu is indeed a timid person. Knowing that this "Shen" has an extraordinary origin and is backed by the West Factory, he does not dare to neglect at all, and has the cell vacated that night.

A dark room was cleaned and used as a latrine for "Shen", and several jailers were also driven to the latrine outside to solve both major and minor emergencies.

Otherwise, just eating, drinking and defecating in the same place would suffocate that squeamish person to death.

"Mrs. Shen, let me put more charcoal in the charcoal basin for you."

The young man was standing respectfully at the door of the cell wearing a jailor's short coat. Zhao Surui glanced at him and nodded.

The jailer came in with a basket of charcoal and worked carefully, using wooden tongs to clamp the charcoal piece by piece into the charcoal basin.

Tunan glanced at him twice, then turned back and saw "his girl" looking at the food in front of her with some embarrassment.

It definitely doesn’t mean that you can’t eat it.

They are eager to appreciate things but reluctant to part with the food in their mouths.

Tunan sighed inwardly, and took out a few more pancakes wrapped in oil paper from the baggage he had brought. They were filled with lard residue, diced pork and shredded cabbage, and held a piece of broken silver between his fingers.

Passing it over with the cake, she smiled and said:

"Excuse me, this is what our wife rewards you with."

The jailer was flattered and quickly took it with both hands. There was more weight in his hands, and he smiled more realistically:

"Girl, you're welcome. My surname is Qian. They call me Qian Xiaowu in this prison. If Madam has any orders, just call me!"

Tunan glanced at his girl again, smiled and said to the jailer named Qian Xiaowu:

"My wife is not difficult to maintain..."

"I know, I know! Don't worry, girl, everyone outside has explained everything."

The so-called "man outside" was naturally a person from the West Factory. Tunan knew it well and calculated that "his girl" was about to finish chewing the pork knuckles, so he mixed water in a copper basin and added two extra drops of fragrant dew.

After cleaning his hands and face, Zhao Surui waved his hand for Tunan to leave quickly. When Tunan really left, after a while, he became bored again...

Emperor Zhaode, who was always unobtrusive in his knowledge, specially asked his maid to bring in a book to relieve his boredom, but he was too lazy to read it. He probably wanted to sleep, his belly was still round.

After walking around the cell a few times, Zhao Surui looked up and looked outside. The young jailer just now was sitting in the corner far away from the fire pit, and the two older jailers were warming themselves by the fire while eating the cakes given by Tunan.

.

As I spoke, the crumbs of the pie almost spewed out.

Zhao Surui rolled his eyes and kicked on the railing:

"Qian Xiaowu, come here."

"yes!"

The young jailer hurriedly came over and said, "Madam, what are your orders?"

I looked at this year through the railing.

With a slight glance, Zhao Surui waved his hand casually:

"I'm bored staying here, come in and think of a way to relieve my boredom."

The tone of his words was really arrogant to the extreme, but who knew that it was Emperor Zhaode hidden in this skin? If he were in the palace, the only way to relieve his boredom in front of him would be within two steps of the palace wall.

The four great eunuchs all had to dazzle.

Qian Xiaowu said with some embarrassment: "Madam, I'm a villain, I don't know how to relieve people's boredom."

The two jailers over there were already laughing. One of the jailers, who had a broad face and a strong body, opened his mouth to say something but was stopped by the people next to him.

I don't know if he wants to say something dirty.

Only then did Zhao Surui realize that what he said was wrong. He sat down on the cushioned chair and raised his chin towards Qian Xiaowu:

"Then you set up a stool and sit there."

Qian Xiaowu was naturally happy. There were three or four braziers in the cell where Mrs. Shen lived. There was no warmer place in the whole cell. He moved a wooden stool and sat down, put his hands on his legs, and looked at the girl.

What a coincidence.

"how old are you?"

"To tell you my wife, I am seventeen this year."

"How long have you been a jailer?"

"I just came here in March last year."

"How did you become a jailer?"

"Little man, my father is the jailer. My father asked me to be the jailer, so I will."

Zhao Surui nodded.

The jailers, yamen, and servants were all lowly servants, and they were among those who were called the lower class. Most of them were fathers and sons who succeeded their fathers.

The woman in front of him had a beautiful appearance and extraordinary manners. At first glance, she looked like a noble person made of gold, jade, ice, and snow. Qian Xiaowu lowered his head and did not dare to raise his eyes.

Leaning on the chair, Zhao Surui held the small hand stove in his hand:

"What kind of criminals did you see when you were a jailer?"

Qian Xiaowu almost buried his head in his belly button and said in a low voice:

"I've seen some. Last winter, there was a man who killed four members of his family in a row. He was detained by us for a few days before being transferred to the Criminal Department."

Killed a family of four?

Zhao Surui was immediately interested: "But that man named Sun? He killed the victim's family of four, old and young, because of a financial dispute?"

"Not only that! I didn't even let go of my big yellow dog."

When talking about these cases, Qian Xiaowu also forgot to restrain himself:

"I didn't expect Madam to know about it. Everyone in Yanjing City was aware of this incident. Everyone was saying that the life of Chen Dalang's family was miserable. He obviously borrowed money out of good intentions, but in the end he was killed. For eight taels of silver, four

A human life, a dog’s life.”….

As he spoke, Qian Xiaowu sighed and shook his head.

"It's not as simple as eight taels of silver." This kind of murder happened in the city of Yanjing again. The Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and the Imperial Guard all had to be punished. Zhao Surui had seen it so many times, even though he stayed in the deep palace.

, he knows more than someone like Qian Xiaowu who has come face to face with a murderer.

"The murderer, Sun... Sun, is a compulsive gambler. His family originally had some property, but he sold his sons and daughters just for gambling. Chen Dalang is an old friend of his family, and the reason he lent him the money was to help him change his ways.

When I made a comeback, I didn’t expect that after making money, Sun went into bad gambling. Not only did he lose all his new family fortune, he also owed more than ten taels of money from loan sharks. He really lost everything."

Recalling the document he saw, Zhao Surui was amazed. The gambling house was cunning, the loan sharks were vicious, and the murderer wanted to kill the only good person. Some people in this world have such hearts that even maggots would be disgusted if they were thrown into a manure pit.

Qian Xiaowu also heard Shen'er: "I, I thought it was that Chen Dalang who was trying to force the debt!"

Zhao Surui sneered: "Who in a family of ordinary people dares to force debts from gamblers?"

The two chatted for a while, but they became more familiar with each other than before. Zhao Surui has always been a bit tolerant towards obedient people, so he took a box of dried dates that he didn't like from the snack box left by Tunan. He looked at it.

After looking at Qian Xiaowu, Qian Xiaowu quickly put his hands through the fence and let him pour two handfuls of dried dates inside.

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If I had known that Zaosun Hu was such a thing, I wouldn't have helped him with food and water. Madam is really knowledgeable and knows everything."

"Humph, that's not all I know?" Looking at the brazier, Zhao Surui grabbed the pine nuts himself. He wanted to eat them, but because his stomach was full, he put them back.

He looked at Qian Xiaowu again: "Since you can even remember the prisoner from more than a year ago, then Hu Hui, who I killed, has always done evil. Do you know him too?"

Qian Xiaowu held dried dates in his hand, raised his eyes carefully, and then looked at the two older jailers behind him. The two were talking and ignored them.

"I know." He said, "Hu Hui is a frequent visitor to our place. He has done a lot of robbing money and stealing things. There are many secret doors and outer doors on the street in front of Guanyin Temple. He always keeps an eye on them. He always keeps an eye on them.

They say that those women are not clean themselves, and they dare not speak out after suffering a loss."

Zhao Surui sneered: "Not innocent? If he really dared to become a gangster and become wanted in nine provinces, I would still give him a high look. In the end, he is just a thief who seeks wealth and murders and robs women and children. I don't think there is anyone in the world who can compare with him."
To be continued...