These intellectuals who have read too many books are the most difficult to judge. For the sake of their arrogance, they would rather die than let go, let alone such an unfounded charge.
Shen Jue was silent and swept his clothes, but he couldn't bear to embarrass Bai Yu'an who looked like this anymore. He turned back to Cui Ren and said, "Let's go and let our Tanhualang think carefully."
Cui Ren was stunned. He thought their chief minister Shen would do something.
After all, Shen Jue has a lot of dark tricks in his hands, and no one can play with the machinations in his hands.
A warden came forward and asked in a low voice: "Is this punishment still necessary?"
Wiping his knuckled fingers with a handkerchief, Shen Jue glanced at the jailer coldly, and said in a deep and powerful voice: "No matter how miserable the man in the prison is, he is still the Tanhua Lang who was in Hanlin before."
Hanlin is a pure and upright place that scholars yearn for, and this filthy place has also fallen into the bright moon.
Shen Jue's words were neither serious nor light, and they were so frightening that the prison chief couldn't help but nod.
Bai Yu'an heard Shen Jue's words and looked at Shen Jue who had turned around.
The tall and tall figure was sparse, and she suddenly said hoarsely: "Shoufu Shen, if this official dies in prison this time, please don't inform my family."
Shen Jue paused, and Gao Hua's face was expressionless. He glanced sideways and snorted coldly: "Our jade-like man, who cares about the common people, actually has the heart to care about his relatives?"
Bai Yu'an was silent, holding on to the wall and walking to the iron gate. The blood-stained slender white fingers, compared with the cold iron bars glowing with cold light, made the hand even more shocking. The hand that was originally holding a pen was now scarred. .
Bai Yu'an could hear the sarcasm in Shen Jue's words, and smiled: "Why should Shen Chieffu care about a small official like me? It was just Shen Chieffu's reminder that day, and the official is still engraved on it now." I never forget it in my heart.”
Shen Jue raised his eyebrows, ignoring the looks from the two censors behind him, and looked at Bai Yu'an in front of him again with eyes that seemed to be able to see everything.
He didn't think that what he said that day was worthy of being kept in mind by the man in front of him.
Bai Yu'an's body was limp and powerless. She leaned against the iron railing, and her mind was not clear. She took a few big breaths, and she forced herself to speak: "It's just that now that the official has fallen to this, Shen Shoufu can Would you like to have a few more words with me alone?"
It was obvious that the finger bones on the iron fence had turned white, but Shen Jue just felt that the Bai Yu'an in front of him was no different from the Bai Yu'an who was as cold as autumn frost in the snow that day.
He wanted to know what Bai Yu'an would say to him.
Do you finally know how to be flexible and ask him to be lenient, or do you start to protect yourself wisely?
He was a little curious, or perhaps expecting him to beg him.
He also clearly wanted him to beg him, he wanted to break his bones to see if he would please him in order to survive.
Get close to him.
satisfy him.
The screen retreated, and there were only two people left inside and outside the cell. Shen Jue's expression darkened, his reserved face was clear, and there were emotions rolling in his eyes: "What does Mr. Bai want to say to me?"
Seeing Shen Jue's serious face, Bai Yu smiled weakly and coughed twice: "Shen Jue, what do you think is wrong with being a low-ranking official?"
Shen Jue didn't intend to fall into the trap of these words, so he just said calmly: "I think Mr. Bai should know better than me."
Bai Yu'an raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Shen Jue with a slight sarcasm: "I think Shen Shoufu knows as well as I do what is wrong with being a low-ranking official."
"This official knows that he has offended someone, so it is not unusual for him to end up like this."
Shen Jue also lowered his eyes and looked coldly at Bai Yu'an's fragility. He had already reminded him of it, and she didn't accept his kindness.
There was pain in her chest, and she coughed unconsciously in her throat. Bai Yu'an's face was stained with powder due to the cough. She took a few breaths before she said hoarsely: "But now that the matter has come to this, can Shen Shoufu help Yu'an?" Send a letter to the house on the outskirts of the city to tell me that you are safe."
Seeing the deep look in Shen Jue's eyes, Bai Yu'an bowed respectfully before taking out a letter from his arms: "This time, Yu'an owes you a favor. If Yu'an has a chance in the future, , I will definitely come to thank you in person."
Shen Jue looked at the letter for a long time, and it was rare to see Bai Yu'an's respectful expression, so he couldn't help but sneer.
After all, when he begged him, he still knew that he was the first assistant in his eyes. He thought that he only saw pedantic right and wrong in his eyes and would never ask for help.
Finally, she pursed her lips and took a step forward to take the letter. Shen Jue raised her eyebrows and asked her, "Is it just this?".
It seemed to be somewhat different from what he had in mind, and he was slightly disappointed.
Bai Yu'an looked at Shen Jue with no other expression on his face. His pale face was weak and he shook his head silently.
The envelope was stained with blood and wrinkled like a piece of waste paper. Shen Jue said nothing, but glanced at Bai Yu'an whose face was beautifully burned, pursed his lips, took the letter, and turned around without saying a word.
Bai Yu'an's movement took all her strength. As soon as Shen Jue left, she fell down softly, panting heavily, and the corners of her eyes were already wet.
Then the jailer came in, and Bai Yu'an quickly buried his head in his arms, letting his sleeves gradually get warm.
Here Shen Jue came out of the cell, and the two censors immediately came over. Shen Jue said with a sullen face: "Find a doctor to take a look. Don't let the person die first without asking the question."
After that, without stopping, he got into the waiting carriage alone. .
At night, Shen Jue sat alone in the study, relying on the dim candlelight, lazily leaning on the back of the chair and looking at the letter handed over by Bai Yu'an.
The opening of the envelope was carefully sealed with wax. It seemed that he had already written the letter.
Bai Yu'an probably saw Taifu Wang in prison and thought that he was not far away, so he wrote this letter early.
Thinking of Bai Yu'an's last bow, Shen Jue thought for a moment and opened the letter without ceremony.
Opening it, there were four or five pieces of letter paper. Shen Jue took it out and opened it, and what he saw was the delicate and neat small regular script, as elegant and profound as he was.
Picking up the first page, there was a line of small words at the beginning: Brother Gao, I am Qingxi, and I see Xinjia.
Shen Jue raised his eyebrows, his face darkened, and he sneered. This was not asking him to go back to report that he was safe. This was clearly an attempt to play tricks under his nose.
After thinking for only a few moments, Shen Jue read the contents of the letter with a stern eyebrow, his expression getting darker and darker.
He opened the second letter, read only a few lines, and his expression was blank. This letter was actually written to him.
After reading the last letter, Shen Jue put it down, stood up and stood in front of the window in silence.
The candlelight lengthened Shen Jue's figure, and she looked a little lonely from the back.
The shadows of the trees outside were rustling, and the cold wind was biting. Shen Jue seemed to be unconscious, only one of his eyes was filled with emotions, and he didn't know where his thoughts were.
In the darkness, the corners of Shen Jue's mouth curled up. Bai Yu'an begged him, but after all, she lacked sincerity.
