win the hairpin

Chapter 191
The anger towards Zhang Xutang stopped abruptly in the letter, and then he talked about the situation in prison on his own.

"It's very cold in the prison. Thanks to my thick clothes when I went out, it's enough to resist, but the smell is not good. I eat, drink, and scatter all together, so I can't see anything and don't eat anything. Fortunately, the master said he would give me It’s not bad to change the room to a larger one, which can be separated inside. It doesn’t matter if you can eat better. The most uncomfortable thing is that the cell is overcrowded now, and the women’s cell is full. A little girl is still crying. With the rain, dozens of them crying together, my ears are going to be deaf."

As she writes here, it seems that she really can't stand such a noisy environment, and there are a bunch of ink marks thrown out on the paper.

Her situation was written very carefully, and the more carefully, the more Mrs. Song felt relieved, because she knew that if Song Huiyue was really bad, she would not have the time to write such gossip, and would only write the word "safety".

But Song Huiyue's thoughts were wild and unconstrained, and soon she talked about her family, telling Mrs. Song to remember to read the book to Qinghui, and remember to draw up the menu from the first day of the new year to the Lantern Festival as soon as possible. She wants to eat big stewed goose , also added to the list.

Finally, she asked Tan Ran to hang up the Spring Festival couplets, peach charms, and Zhong Kui, and put away the firecrackers so they don't explode.

After caring about the firecrackers, there is only one signature left.

The signature was also signed with confidence, the characters were bigger than other characters, and those who stretched their arms and legs occupied half of the country.

Mrs. Song was holding the letter paper, staring at the three big "Song Huiyue", she smiled broadly, and her heart finally fell. Although she hadn't completely landed on the ground, she could finally make a sound when she exhaled in one breath.

"My lord, I don't know how long Sister Yue will stay in prison. It's almost the Chinese New Year. She can't be allowed to spend the Chinese New Year in prison."

Because of his back pain, King Jin couldn’t lie down when he saw Mrs. Song. He could only stand or sit stiffly. I have to send her some clothes and food, this time she has suffered, or I am sorry for her and let her get involved."

When he looked at Mrs. Song, he couldn't help treating her as his mother-in-law, and he couldn't help but feel a little weak, and the prince's airs couldn't hold up even a bit.

Mrs. Song sighed: "My lord, Sister Yue is a solid-eyed child. You treat us well, and she understands in her heart that this is all done by herself. You have never let her down, and it would be better if you suffer a little bit, so as not to hurt us." She is proud and arrogant, and always thinks she is powerful."

King Jin smiled vaguely, and did not mention the marriage at this juncture: "Now that the matter of the secret work has just been announced, I am worried that there are still many accomplices in the capital who will make trouble. She will temporarily stay in prison for three days. I will feel more at ease when I come out again, if not for this, I could have picked her up earlier."

Mrs. Song heard Jin Wangman's apologetic explanation to herself, and quickly smiled: "The prince is very thoughtful, I wonder if I can go in and see her?"

King Jin shook his head: "At this time, the less conspicuous the better, it's not even convenient for me to go."

Mrs. Song thought to herself that you are the prince, so it is naturally inconvenient to go. Why are you still in front of my own mother?

She hurried back to pack Song Huiyue's things, put her doubts to her heart, and left in a hurry.

Back home with Aunt Lin, she went to the kitchen to check first, but there were no fresh big bones in it, so she called Tan Ran to give instructions.

Tan Ran went to the pier with a lantern, and the pier was still full of excitement. There were twice as many boats and people unloading as usual. To buy fish, you have to go to the fish shop first. Fish come in with large scales and go out with small scales. He only came to buy it once, and he completely hated the fish shop. He would rather roll up his trousers and go into the water to catch fish than let the people in the fish shop reap the benefits.

He really didn't understand what a fisherman would do if a fisherman sold fish, and a fish eater would buy fish.

Fish buyers think so, and fish sellers naturally think so too.

The frank Tan Ran bought four fresh crucian carp from a sneaky peddler, strung them with willow branches, ran all the way back, and handed them to Aunt Lin: "Fresh."

Aunt Lin quickly took it in her hand, ran to the kitchen to scrape the scales off her stomach, then fried it with oil until golden on both sides, poured clean water, boiled a pot of soup until it boiled white, simmered it with a firewood overnight, and the next morning The fish meat was all scattered in the soup, and she filtered out the fish bones and used the soup to cook rice dumplings.

She thought that the prison was damp, so she sprinkled pepper heavily, put it in a bowl, and covered it tightly.

Mrs. Song had already packed her clothes and parcels, and together with a bowl of fish and rice, they rode in the carriage of Prince Jin's Mansion and wandered to the outside of the magistrate's yamen jail.

There were many carriages parked outside the prison, and the door of the cell was closed, and when it was opened from time to time, a man popped out like a bean, with a happy expression on his face.

And the carriage immediately picked up the lucky inmate and left without a trace.

There were too many people in the cell, and it couldn't fit. Dou Qushan interrogated overnight, his tired eyes were black and blue, and the interrogation files piled up into a hill. He only finished interrogating the really insignificant people in the newspaper office and tea house.

More and more people came out of it, and finally a group of colorfully dressed young girls swayed out from the inside, their clothes were ready to refuse and welcome, their arms were covered with goose bumps from the cold, and they still had to sniff their noses from time to time. In this way, it is also a step, and the waist and hips are twisted for two steps.

Mrs. Song knew that Song Huiyue would not be able to come out, but she was still eager to see through it. Du Lan cleverly sent the things in, and then came out and said to Mrs. Song: "The lady said that she wants to drink chicken soup at noon, you can cook it, and I will pick it up. "

Aunt Lin hurriedly helped Mrs. Song back into the carriage: "Then we can't delay. Let's buy an old hen now. This stew will take time. If we delay, we won't be able to cook it."

After hearing this, Mrs. Song didn't look any further, and followed Aunt Lin.

Song Huiyue seldom said what she wanted to eat. Now that she is in prison, she must have been wronged. When she wrote the letter, she said that she wanted to eat big goose, but now she wants to drink chicken soup.

Song Huiyue couldn't be unable to eat.

After being sent to the prison three times a day, Song Huiyue looked good when she was sitting in the prison, her lips were ruddy, and her face was also bloody.

There is also a small brazier in her cell, and Jieji brings her a basket of charcoal, which she adds to it at any time. There is a tea stove on the stove, and there is drinking hot water in it.

There is also a bird cage on the table, which contains a thrush, which was given by King Jin.

She was in prison, and Thrush was also in prison. Let her poke her fingers and jump around in the cage. While jumping, she screamed angrily.

It's just that the thrush has no strength after being closed for a long time, no matter how Song Huiyue tosses it, it still looks embarrassed and won't open its mouth.

Fortunately, the king of Jin was considerate, and soon after he sent the thrush, he sent the chopped bamboo.

Song Huiyue asked Qingjiaotou, who poured the toilet in the cell, if he wanted bamboo utensils. The aunt just took Song Huiyue's jokes and said casually that she wanted two drying dishes.

After compiling the two posters, Song Huiyue was finally released from prison.

(End of this chapter)