When the woman heard her husband's shameless remarks, anger and sadness rose from the bottom of her heart. She asked him, "Is it useless to you? After my in-laws went there, how could you get the money to study without my hard work? How could you pass the Jinshi exam and be ranked first? Zhang Jiqing, you have to be conscientious in life—"

Listening to his wife's last hoarse voice, Zhang Jiqing was stunned. Is the ghost's reaction so real? Just as he was stunned, the woman had already rushed to the iron railing that was locked up. She held two thick iron railings, opened her eyes and asked him where his conscience was?

After all, he was a scholar and influenced by Confucian culture. If he had not done anything bad, he would not have been so powerful that he would have been so chaotic. Now he deliberately looked at his wife's shadow on the ground, and his eyes widened. He bought the rat poison, and he put it in the porridge with his own hands, and even more so, he watched her drink it with his own eyes, but she was not dead?

"Are you dead?" He rushed forward and grabbed his wife's hand. Sure enough, he felt the warm body temperature. Then he touched her warm face. It was alive, she was indeed alive.

His wife came alive inexplicably, and suddenly he had hope of living again. In this way, he did not kill anyone, right? Even if he couldn't become an official, he could save his life.

He suddenly knelt down at his wife, then slapped himself in the face, "Can you forgive me? I am obsessed with the wickedness and did such a thing. Now that you are alive, I will definitely treat you well in the future. Save me and beg them not to sentence me to death. I still want to live..."

When the woman saw her always beloved husband kneeling down humbly and begging her for forgiveness, she felt uncomfortable and indescribable. Fortunately, he knew he was wrong, but she was unwilling to forgive him like this.

Seeing his wife silent, Zhang Jiqing pulled her clothes like when she was a child, "I really know that I was wrong. You don't know how many people I was treated with after passing the Jinshi exam. They laughed at me and said behind my back that I was from a poor family and I would definitely not be able to make a fortune. I am unwilling to give up. I shouldn't be like this when I studied hard for ten years? Is it my fault that there is no powerful and rich parent? I just want a chance to make a fortune. I worked hard in the Hanlin Academy just to wait for that day..."

Suddenly, the marquis I had seen that day flashed through my mind, and then recalled the incident of being arrested on the spot and then being imprisoned. He finally understood who was plotting against him behind his back. It turned out to be the marquis who wanted to marry his daughter that day.

After thinking that he understood, he suddenly punched the ground hard, and his face twisted with hatred, "Damn it, it turns out that someone really planned to plot against me from behind..."

"Jilang, what are you doing?" The girl saw his hand that was hitting the ground bleeding, and quickly pulled off a piece of fabric to bandage him, but her husband was holding her hands tightly.

"Now you can help me. You don't know, I...I don't want to harm you, I...I'm all forced," Zhang Jiqing said in pain, "It was the marquis who wanted to harm me. He forced me to marry his daughter. I refused, so he forced me to get rid of you, otherwise I won't let me go. I know I was wrong. I shouldn't be threatened by him to attack you, mother and son. He is the one who killed you..."

He pushed everything to others, he was innocent anyway.

When the woman heard this, her face was already very moved. Sure enough, her husband was still as kind and innocent as she was when she was a child. She was all bad for people outside and wanted to frame him.

"Jilang, you said, how should I save you?"

When Zhang Jiqing heard this, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly told his thoughts to his wife.

Rong Jingqiu, who was hiding in the dark, was no longer interested in the subsequent conversation. She ignored Zhao Yu who was beside her and turned around and was about to leave. The smoky place was so uncomfortable to watch.

Seeing her walking out expressionlessly, Zhao Yu handed over the place to Feng Debao and walked out with Rong Jingqiu.

Even if winter is approaching, the sun is still a little dazzling, much darker than the darkness in the prison, so it is better to bathe in the sun.

"What? I feel uncomfortable? I feel like I've helped her in vain?"

Hearing Zhao Yu's joking voice, Rong Jingqiu turned around and smiled at him, "Who did Your Highness Ninth think of me? I feel uncomfortable about this? There is nothing, I, Rong Jingqiu, rarely regretted anything I did," The thing she married you in her previous life was the last thing she regretted in her life. "Help her is moral and does not need her reward. This is my voluntary behavior and has nothing to do with her. As for whether she will appreciate it, or will listen to Zhang Jiqing's words and bite me, that is another matter."

This is a quibble, and Zhao Yu smiled. Sometimes her clairvoyance often makes him feel that she is different from the maturity of this age. The girl's face and mature soul make her show her unique charm.

"Why does Your Highness Ninth look at me like this? Could it be that he likes me?" Rong Jingqiu joked at all times, and it was also a semi-tested move. He had done so many moves, so it must have a purpose.

Zhao Yu raised his eyebrows, "What if I say yes?"

Rong Jingqiu's joking expression froze immediately. She knew that the topic was extremely dangerous. She just boasted that she had very little regrets. Now she regretted it, which made her feel humble and wanted to test his thoughts.

At this time, she smiled and said, "Your Highness, this is not funny."

"I never tell jokes."

Rong Jingqiu's face was staggered, and immediately made an action that made Zhao Yu dumbfounded. She turned around without saying a word and left, which was quite a bit like running away. Suddenly, he came to his senses and couldn't help laughing.

Rong Jingqiu, who had already walked away, gritted her teeth and made you laugh, you would be so happy, bastard.

Rong Hong, who was sent to do business, was rushed over to pick her up again at this time, saw her sister's expression unwillingness, so she said curiously, "Who has provoked you?" Then she glanced past her sister and looked at Zhao Yu who was standing at the door of the criminal prison. Could it be that he provoked his sister?

Rong Jingqiu looked at her brother's suspicious expression and had no intention of explaining, "No one messed with me, the matter inside is over, let's go back first."

Rong Hong looked at her expression for a while before nodding, helped her get onto the carriage, and then he got on the horse and escorted her.

Mei'er in the carriage made a bowl of tea for her girl and served it to her. Then she looked at the girl holding the tea bowl and whispered her, "Girl, don't you care about that wife of Zhang Jiqing? What if she talks for her poisonous husband?"

"Don't worry, she has no chance to talk nonsense." Rong Jingqiu said softly.

Zhao Yu would not give Zhang Jiqing's wife a chance to talk nonsense. It should be noted that he has a very good role in this matter and cannot stand the investigation. The saint did not mind meddling in other people's business, so he did not pursue it in depth, otherwise he would definitely know the moves behind his back.

So the performance of the play should come to an end, and Zhang Jiqing's wife cannot cause any big storms.

Mei'er was still a little worried without Rong Jingqiu's perception and confidence. However, seeing that the girl was really not worried, she also left the matter and said another thing, "By the way, girl, the old beggar did not leave. He said he wanted to do an errand with us, and he said he wanted to change his life."

Rong Jingqiu was stunned. Unexpectedly, this old beggar knew how to seize the opportunity. In fact, begging for food is really not a long-term solution, and he didn't know how many years he had been a beggar. "Ask him his origin, and then check it out, but it's better not to be a thief."

Mei'er hurriedly said, "He told me a little bit. He said that he was a farmer and had a few acres of thin land in the countryside. Later, the land was occupied by the landlord. He could not resist and left his hometown and went everywhere. Later, he became a beggar in the capital." He paused, "I thought his words were half true, but he didn't know a few words, but it was true."

As for the thief mentioned by the girl, she felt that if the girl thought too much, she would not become a beggar if she had the ability, but she would feel at ease to find out the origin.

Rong Jingqiu leaned lazily on the soft pillow, and heard this and said, "Let's place it in the stable first, let Shuncai watch."

Mei'er nodded quickly and said that she had written it down.

Then Rong Jingqiu closed her eyes and rested. She was so tired that she had been busy for most of the day.

After Zhang Jiqing's wife on the other side was out of prison, she went to pick up her sons. Seeing that the child was safe, she calmed down and was about to lead the child away when she saw that the fat man with hairless face blocked her way.

She didn't know that the person in front of her was a eunuch, so she said timidly, "What does this man mean?"

"I heard you still want to sue the emperor?"

When Zhang Jiqing's wife heard this, she was stunned for a while, then hugged the two children tightly and said, "So what?"

"Do you know that to sue the emperor, you must first be beaten with a board and then roll the nail bed. If you don't die, you will have a chance to sue."

Hearing these conditions, Zhang Jiqing's wife was stunned. Her husband only told her to beat the drum and make trouble, but did not tell her that there were so many additional conditions.

Feng Debao continued, "You have to think about you still have two children. If you have a few kids and their father can't come out, what should they do? Will they become beggars on the street?"

"No, my child can't do this..." the woman instinctively opposed.

"If you die, then everything is possible? Or you can be sent to the palace to be a eunuch. There has always been a shortage of such a small eunuch in the palace, which is a way to survive."

When she said this, a trace of sadness flashed through Feng Debao's heart. He was sold to the palace by his mother as a eunuch. The woman he hated for the rest of his life actually died not long after he was sent away. She had no way to guarantee that he would still be alive after her death. She could only bear the pain and send him to be a eunuch to change his food, at least not starve to death.

The woman immediately hugged her two sons tightly. She knew what the eunuch meant, "No, my child is not a eunuch."

"Then do you still have to sue the emperor?"

The woman said without thinking, "No, I won't sue."

More important than husbands, sons.
Chapter completed!