My husband died in the army and was left with empty pay.

I had no support and was devoured.

Zhao Surui took a sip of the tea poured by Tunan and said to Shi Xinmei: "Even if you are just a piece of meat, you can't stand being eaten by both sides."

Shi Xinmei shrank her neck and pulled the quilt under her body with her fingers. Remembering that it was a new silk quilt, her fingers stopped there, like a dry branch:

"The Fairy Queen is right."

Zhao Surui took a deep breath and looked up at Tu Nan:

"I want to know who wants to kill her. You can find a way to have someone check it out. Whether it's Cui Jinniang or anyone else, you can use it."

Tunan lowered his head slightly: "Yes."

"As for Zuo Shaoying, who is living on empty wages, this matter..."

Zhao Surui was about to leave this matter to Xichang who was waiting outside, but then he changed his mind.

This matter was left to Xichang, that is, it was left to Shen Sanfai's hands. What did Emperor Zhao De want to do? When did he have to pass from other people's hands again?

When he thought that he had watched his brothers who died on the battlefield being buried with his own eyes when he was the imperial commander, and yet there were still people who dared to take their heads off and pay them empty wages for several years, Zhao Surui grasped the small hand stove in his hand again. .

"Tunan, come in with a pen and paper during dinner and write a petition for her."

"yes."

Zhao Surui glanced at Shi Xinmei again and frowned slightly when he saw that she was still huddled in the corner.

"Who are the people who want to deprive you of your family? Tell them clearly in detail."

The Commander-in-Chief of the Fifth Army Camp is still unable to move for the moment, so why not take care of a few rogues?

Emperor Zhaode was thinking this while eating the pine nuts that Tunan had peeled.

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At night, Zhao Surui was suddenly awakened by a faint sound. He opened his eyes in a daze, but he saw nothing but darkness, only the faint sparks in the charcoal basin.

He sat up suddenly, but only saw a few dark shadows in the cell next door.

In the afternoon, Shi Xinmei didn't want to get in his way, so she dragged her pile of quilts back to the cell next door.

The tiny sound that woke him up turned out to be the sound made by Shi Xinmei kicking the wooden bars of the cell as she struggled.

"who!"

Zhao Surui yelled loudly and got out of bed and was about to leave his cell, but he only heard the sound of iron chains and his cell was already locked.

Without caring about anything else, Zhao Surui casually touched a tea cup and smashed it along the gap in the wooden fence.

The man received a blow and let out a muffled groan, but he still covered Shi Xinmei with the quilt.

Zhao Surui looked around, picked up the soju that Tunan left for him to drink to warm up at night, and threw it on the sparks of the charcoal stove.

This shochu was still the Yuzhichun brewed by Shen Sanfei before. Zhao Surui could get drunk after drinking three or four glasses. The spicy wine in his mouth was splashed on the sparks and immediately burned. Zhao Surui saw an open flame and immediately poured the wine into a The wooden bowl was lit with fire. He held the wooden bowl against the wooden fence and poured the burning wine on the man with all his strength.

The flaming wine splashed all the way, and most of it was extinguished in the cool breeze. The other half was splashed on the man, who screamed and quickly backed away.

By the light of the fire, Zhao Surui could see the man's face clearly. He was indeed a jailer in the prison...

The man quickly tore off his burning scarf and clothes and threw them aside. When he saw "Ms. Shen" looking at him through the wooden fence, he quickly pulled out the knife.

Zhao Surui raised his eyebrows and showed a murderous smile:

"Want to kill someone and silence them? You should try it!"

Knowing that his affair was exposed and that "Ms. Shen" had an extraordinary origin, the jailer was so bold that he raised his knife and struck at the gap in the wooden fence.

Zhao Surui took two steps back, his hands behind his back, holding a piece of clothes he had changed into. As his wrist turned, the clothes were twisted into a rope by him.

Across the wooden fence, the man couldn't hit anyone with his extended arms. Zhao Surui avoided his knife and took advantage of the gap before he could withdraw his clothes.

The twisted rope was wrapped around the man's elbow.

The jailer quickly retracted his arm, and Zhao Surui took the opportunity to twist it with his clothes. He took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the situation to rise up. He stepped on the wooden fence and spun around in the air. The man's arm could not bear the strength. As soon as his hand was loosened, the knife fell to the ground.

Hearing a "bang" sound, Zhao Surui himself fell heavily to the ground.

Cursing Shen Sanfei's broken body in his heart, Zhao Surui endured the pain in his body and struggled to stand up, only to hear the man let out another scream.

Shi Xinmei jumped on the man, pulled his ears with both hands, and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Fairy Queen, run away! In the next life, I will work as a horse for you to repay your kindness!"

When Zhao Surui saw that the jailer was still reaching for the knife, he quickly grabbed the knife in his hand.

"You find the key and throw it to me!"

Before he finished speaking, he stepped on the man's hand and plunged half of the blade into the man's upper arm.

As soon as he stabbed him down, the jailer's screams immediately turned into howls.

Shi Xinmei was also startled, and hurriedly touched the man's body.

Zhao Surui rubbed his butt and shoulders that were sore from the fall, and was really angry when he saw her clumsy way:

"Why are you touching him? Didn't he take off all his clothes?"

Shi Xinmei suddenly realized this and quickly turned around to dig through the coat that the man had thrown on the ground.

The man's clothes were still burning after being ignited, along with the hay next to him and the quilt that Shi Xinmei was originally covering. I patted the dirty old clothes under my clothes a few times to put out the fire, and then I took out a bunch of keys from inside.

She quickly handed the key to the "Fairy Empress" through the wooden fence.

Zhao Surui took the key and saw through the light he lit that one of the keys was brand new. He tried it briefly and found that it was indeed the one on his door. He opened his cell door and Zhao Surui looked around, then looked again. He glanced at the door of the procuratorate's cell.

"Fairy, fairy Bodhisattva?"

Seeing Shi Xinmei coming out of her cell, Zhao Surui finally couldn't bear it and rolled his eyes:

"Have you ever seen a fairy that can control people like that?"

The jailer was lying on the ground, wearing his own steel knife in one arm. He was unable to withdraw his hand from the wooden fence for a while, and could only crawl on the ground and howl.

Zhao Surui's hands and face were covered in blood. When he saw Shi Xinmei looking at him timidly, he even gave her a bared smile.

Shrinking her neck, Shi Xinmei held back three words: "I see you."...

Zhao Su Rui immediately lost his temper and only hated Shen Sanfei for being so ugly.

"Fairy Bodhisattva, let's get out quickly!"

"go out?"

Zhao Surui raised his eyebrows and smiled coldly: "I'm afraid there are people outside waiting for us to injure the jailer and run out, so tomorrow morning there will be two more corpses of escaped prisoners in the lobby of the procuratorate."

"Then... what should we do? I, I will die when I die. Fairy Bodhisattva, just say that this person was injured by me! I will never involve you!"

Is he, Zhao Surui, someone who is afraid of being implicated?

Taking a deep breath of the bloody smell, he looked up at the tall window in his cell.

"Go and seal the prison door from the inside."

She handed the iron shackles and locks removed from her door to Shi Xinmei.

Shi Xinmei took it and walked softly to the prison door.

The door of the prison is a wooden door that opens side by side, and the latch is made of iron. There is a hole covered by a slide on one side of the wooden door, and you can see outside the cell.

After taking a look at the slide, Shi Xinmei quickly lowered her head and gently inserted the door bolt, and then wrapped the iron chain around the door bolt.

The sound of iron chains rang, and suddenly there was a noise outside.

Shi Xinmei vaguely heard someone whispering, and she quickly sped up her movements.

Suddenly someone was pushing the door open outside.

She quickly pressed her body against it and locked the lock.

"Open the door!"

Pushing the door turned into a smash. Shi Xinmei took a few steps back and heard another strange noise. She looked up and saw that someone was fiddling with the slide.

She quickly pulled the wooden stool and table against the door, and stumbled back to the cell amidst the increasingly terrifying sound of banging on the door.

The cell was so bright that it was dazzling.

When Shi Xinmei saw the scene in front of her, her heart was in her throat.

Zhao Surui held a torch in his hand, wore the silver rat cloak on his body, and held his copper hand stove in his arms. The rest of his clothes, quilts and even wooden stools and food boxes were piled on the bed.

The fire burned brightly.

"Fairy Bodhisattva?!"

"If we don't make things worse, we will both die silently here tonight!"

Zhao Surui was in a good mood. He killed people and set fires regardless of family. He liked killing people and setting fires. Tonight, he stabbed a meat skewer and set a fire. It could be said that he killed people and set fires in one step. It made him feel relaxed and happy that he had not seen for a long time.

Holding the torch, he looked around. If the prison was on fire and it wasn't enough, he simply released all the prisoners in the prison and gave them torches to kill them out.

Looking blankly at the burning clothes and bedding, and then at the side face of the "Fairy Bodhisattva", Shi Xinmei suddenly felt relieved in her heart.
To be continued...