The lucky little prince's doting wife

Chapter 448 Under the torture of Zhenfu Si
The eldest son looked gentle and said, "Okay, I will convey your words to the tiger."

The Third Young Master Jiang seemed to be relieved. After responding to the Eldest Young Master, he remembered that he had to thank the Eldest Young Master. According to his current situation, he had to kneel down to thank him.

The eldest son stopped the young man in front of him from kneeling and asked, "Do you know what your father did?"

Young Master Jiang wanted to speak several times but stopped talking, and finally responded with silence.

The eldest son didn't ask further questions. He stood up and said, "I'm leaving."

The third young master Jiang watched the eldest young master go and wanted to speak, but in the end no sound came out of his throat.

The cell door was not closed for the time being, but Young Master Jiang did not run out of the cell and escaped from the single cell. He could not escape from the prison.

When the cell boss came to lock the cell door, Mr. Jiang, as if he could suddenly speak again, threw himself on the cell door and asked loudly: "Where is my father?"

The cell leader outside said nothing, kicked the cell door and left.

"Where is my father?" Young Master Jiang shouted loudly.

There was no movement at all outside. Young Master Jiang fell to his knees on the ground. He was taken from the mansion and sent to the prison. He never saw the face of his father, Ningyuan Hou Jiangde!

The question that Mr. Lin asked just now was what Mr. Jiang wanted to answer. He didn't know about it. He could swear to it, but when the words came to his lips, Mr. Jiang felt that what was the use of saying this now?He said that he didn't know anything, so Master Lin could rescue him?

It was useless to say anything, so Mr. Jiang simply said nothing.

The eldest son walked out of the sky jail. The water in the yard was very deep. The prison chief who was leading the way at the front muttered to himself, why did the water in the yard look deeper than when the eldest son came?When the eldest son comes, he treads on water, and when he leaves, do you want this one to walk through the water as well?
The prison boss didn't know what to do, so he stopped at the gate of the prison.

Xixin ran over from the public room of Dali Temple and came to the eldest son with water dripping from her eyes. She bowed to him first.

The prison boss was very discerning, so he walked to the side when he was busy. If he wanted to live longer, he had to listen less to the big shots.

"Marquis Ningyuan was escorted to the Zhenfu Division," Xixin reported to the eldest son in a low voice.

The Zhenfu Division was directly subordinate to the emperor, so it was not surprising that Marquis Ningyuan was taken to the Zhenfu Division for interrogation.

Xi Xin: "Ning Yuanhou's wife, Mrs. Xu, committed suicide."

The eldest son turned to look at Xixin.

Xi Xin whispered: "I said I couldn't survive the torture, so I committed suicide when I returned to the cell."

The eldest son shook his head.

Xixin didn't dare to say anything. If the female relatives of Ningyuan Houfu knew that Mrs. Xu had committed suicide, they might have to follow suit.

The eldest son walked forward, and the prison chief who stepped aside saw the eldest son like this and hurriedly ran over to lead the way.

When the eldest son was leaving Dali Temple, a carriage stopped right in front of the Dali Temple.

Xixin glanced at the guards following the carriage and whispered to the eldest son, "They are from the Wei Mansion."

The eldest son did not stop and continued walking down the steps.

A guard placed a small stool under the carriage for people to get out of the carriage. Zhu Lin stepped on this small stool and got out of the carriage. As soon as his feet landed on the ground, he saw Mr. Lin coming down the steps.

The two men had met, and Zhu Lin stood in front of the carriage and saluted Mr. Lin.

The eldest son nodded to Zhu Lin and walked past Zhu Lin.

Zhu Lin watched the eldest son and his entourage ride away before walking towards Dali Temple. "Master," Xixin said to the eldest son while walking on the road, "people from the Wei family have gone to Dali Temple."

Eldest Young Master: “That’s not surprising.”

Marquis Ningyuan is the one who works for Wei Shengwen. Now the Marquis Ningyuan's house is about to be executed by the nine clans. Even if Wei Chief Fu cannot save people, in order not to upset the hearts of his comrades, he has to send people to visit the prison.

In other words, isn't Wei Chief Fu afraid that Emperor Xuan Jing will kill him?

It's time for both parties to show their cards and show their swords, so there is no need to be too pretentious. If Emperor Xuan Jing wanted to kill Wei Shoufu, he would have killed him long ago. There is no need to wait until this time.The chief minister of Wei was fearless, and Emperor Xuan Jing was making the final act of forbearance.

Moreover, even if Emperor Xuanjing wanted to use today's story to punish Wei Shoufu, Wei Shoufu would still have excuses.The eldest son can come up with several ideas for this man. Zhu Lin can be friends with Ning Yuanhou in private. He came to Dali Temple to visit the prison as a friend. What does this have to do with Wei Shoufu?
Xixin looked at the crossroads ahead and asked the eldest son, "Master, are you going to the palace or going back to the house?"

The eldest son: "Enter the palace."

Zhu Lin was at Dali Temple, and when he heard the cell leader firmly saying that he could not visit the prison, he asked if he could bring food and wine in.

"Marquis Ningyuan and I have been good friends for many years," Zhu Lin said to the cell leader with a sad voice.

The prison head didn't know Zhu Lin. According to his original intention, he wanted Zhu Lin to go away and stop causing trouble for my family. But the prison head didn't know Zhu Lin. He could recognize the guards of the Wei Mansion. He couldn't afford to offend the Wei family.

The cell leader asked Zhu Lin to check the food and wine he had brought, and politely asked Zhu Lin to go back.

Zhu Lin sighed and said, "Since the Holy One has decreed it, I have no choice but to go back. How is Marquis Ningyuan doing now?"

The prison boss said to himself, just go back if you go back. What else do you ask?
The prison head shook his head at Zhu Lin and had no comment.

Zhu Lin let out another long sigh.

Prison boss: "Please come back."

Zhu Lin watched the people from Dali Temple deliver food and wine to the prison before turning around and leaving.After leaving Dali Temple, even though no one was walking on the street in front of Dali Temple late at night, Zhu Lin raised his hand to wipe away his tears.

The cell leader who followed Zhu Lin out saw this man standing in front of Dali Temple crying. He did not want to persuade him or scold him. The cell leader stood awkwardly in front of the Dali Temple door and looked at Zhu Lin. He was embarrassed. Who are you crying for? ?

When the eldest son entered the palace, Cao Muyang, the envoy of the Zhenfu Department, happened to follow the young eunuch leading the way to the palace.

These two are old acquaintances. Master Cao gave the eldest son a bitter look before he could ask.

The eldest son knew what Lord Cao meant. Ning Yuanhou did not do anything, and this man did not plead guilty.

"The punishment is very severe," Master Cao whispered to the eldest son, "I'm worried that Jiang De won't last long."

The eldest son said nothing.

Master Cao and the eldest son parted ways at a fork in the road. Master Cao followed the young eunuch to the Qinzheng Hall, while the eldest son turned left to go to the Wenyuan Pavilion.

When he arrived at Wenyuan Pavilion and saw Father Lin, the eldest son learned that the eldest son of Ning Yuanhou was also escorted to the Zhenfu Division along with Ning Yuanhou.

"This son could not survive the punishment and died on the torture rack of the Zhenfu Division," Father Lin told the eldest son.

The eldest son whispered: "Father, if we are caught and imprisoned today, I won't be able to endure a severe punishment."

Even though Marquis Ning Yuan was a military commander, the eldest son of the Jiang family was a scholar, and he was also a scholar. The eldest son thought that if he had been tortured by the Zhenfu Division, he would probably not be as able to endure it as the eldest son of the Jiang family.

Father Lin glanced at his eldest son. His son always seemed to think of the worst outcome when something happened. He didn't know that in his imagination, the Lin family had been wiped out several times.

(End of this chapter)