Scar Laoliu brought a pot of vegetables to Jianggao Prison.
This is special treatment.
"Here, eat! If you can go out in the future, don't say I mistreat you!"
Scar Laoliu tried his best to smile kindly and waved to Jiang Gaoyi.
Jiang Gaoyi huddled in the corner and hurriedly crawled towards the fragrant food.
Master Jiang looked up and saw Scar Lao Liu smiling ferociously, and his heart trembled. Looking down again, I saw that the bowl of food contained fish, meat, soup and cakes. It was a rich meal, a bit richer than the previous few days. The next second, Mr. Jiang couldn't help but burst into tears and felt sad in his heart: "Isn't this the case? I’m going to be decapitated? I was wronged! I was wronged! I want justice! I want justice!”
"Break it with a hammer!" Scar Laoliu laughed and scolded: "Don't worry, Master Gao, the superiors have forgotten you here a long time ago. Your head is still stable."
"Then...thank you Master Liu." Jiang Gaoyi looked complicated and started eating.
"You should thank Master Zheng."
Scar Laoliu pointed at Mr. Zheng in the cell next door, walked closer, and asked Mr. Zheng with a smile if he needed room service.
The second mother left not long ago.
Master Zheng is hanging up.
Hearing Scar Laoliu attribute this meager contribution to himself, Mr. Zheng just smiled and did not take advantage of it.
While eating, Jiang Gaoyi paused and stared blankly at the remains of the soup on the plate, thinking that it would take years and months before he could leave this ghost place.
Scar Lao Liu's voice, "You should thank Mr. Zheng," lingered in his ears like a curse, buzzing and reverberating.
"Master Marquis, are you inquiring about 'Bai Li Village'?"
Jiang Gaoyi suddenly raised his head, ignored the food, walked to the edge of the cell, and asked Master Zheng in a low voice across the corridor.
Zheng Xiu was slightly startled when he heard this.
A few seconds later, Zheng Xiu slapped his forehead, secretly cursing himself for being in the dark under the lamp, and then waved to Scar Laoliu, who left depressedly and turned around in three steps, but actually didn't go far: "Brother Liu, please prepare some wine!"
"Prepare wine?"
"Have you drank the two bottles from last time?"
"Nope!"
"Can you bear it?"
"I couldn't help it! But I didn't dare to drink it!" Scar Lao Liu said confidently.
"What a coincidence, let's serve the wine! Zheng wants to have a drink with Mr. Jiang!"
Scar Laoliu now handles things quickly and forcefully, without asking any questions.
After a while, there was a low table with cushions.
Jiang Gaoyi watched helplessly as Scar Laoliu opened the two cell doors and respectfully invited Mr. Zheng to come to his cell. He was confused and asked: "Why is the world like this?"
Two jugs of good wine and a table of side dishes.
After three rounds of drinking, Mr. Zheng frequently raised his glass to drink. Jiang Gaoyi's face turned red, and he was quite pleased with Mr. Zheng, a profiteer.
General Zheng died fighting for Daqian, and the children he gave birth to will never be any worse.
"Master Jiang, doesn't Baili Village happen to be in your Yanzhou territory?"
Mr. Zheng is deeply familiar with the wine table culture, so he took the opportunity to ask.
"Master Hou, how could you think of asking about that old murder case?"
Jiang Gaoyi didn't want to follow the example of Lao Liu and others in calling Zheng Xiu "Master Zheng". He always felt that it was a philistine and out of touch. But being called "Marquis" is different. Zheng Xiu is a serious person. He holds the title of "Zhonglie Marquis" and has a close relationship with Zheng Xiu. It is not embarrassing.
"Chen Nian, murder case?" Zheng Xiu was stunned.
"This matter..." Jiang Gaoyi's expression flickered and he hesitated for a while, but he still gritted his teeth and made Zheng Xiu promise never to mention it to a third person before slowly telling what he knew.
The "Bai Li Village" he knew was at the junction of Yanzhou and Jingzhou, but it was under the jurisdiction of Yanzhou.
Twenty years ago, at the border of the two states, there was a small village called Baili Village.
There were a total of twenty-six families there. The Northern Barbarian Rebellion lasted for five full years. The country was in depression, people's livelihood was bleak, bandits were everywhere, and gangs committed crimes.
And one night, Baili Village was massacred with blood. There were 26 households in Baili Village, a total of 49 villagers, and no one survived.
Today, all that remains of Baili Village is a lonely grave in the wilderness, ruins and no one cares.
If Jiang Gaoyi hadn't been an official in Yanzhou for decades and had taken over this tragedy of annihilating a village, he might not have remembered it.
"Twenty years ago? Twenty years ago? Twenty years ago?"
Zheng Xiu slapped his thigh.
He was carefully confirming whether Baili Village was located in a small forest, with steep mountains and straight official roads on its side.
After receiving Jiang Gaoyi's affirmative reply, Zheng Xiu remained calm on the surface and persuaded him to drink again.
"But why can't this matter be mentioned to a third party?"
Master Zheng asked again.
Once it was revealed, Jiang Gaoyi did not hide it. He said that this tragedy of wiping out a village was not unusual in the world at that time when bandits appeared together. What's strange is that the local government should have been responsible for recording this matter, but not long after, the Imperial City's Minister of Punishment personally rode a thousand-mile horse overnight to arrive in Yanzhou, took away the files, and quickly closed the case. He even issued a silence order.
Mr. Zheng had a strange look on his face: "Did it turn out later that he was the previous Minister of the Ministry of Justice, Mr. Qu Bugui, who died of illness?"
"It's just that Qu Bu has returned, Master Qu."
If the song does not return, it will never return.
Jiang Gaoyi wondered why Zheng Xiu asked about this old incident. Zheng Xiu casually made nonsense, saying that someone wanted to do business with him, claiming to be from Baili Village. Zheng Xiu felt that the other party was not a good person, so he sent someone to investigate. Jiang Gaoyi suddenly realized that this reason was reasonable and reasonable. It must be a misunderstanding that Baili Village no longer exists.
After five rounds of wine.
Since Jiang Gaoyi was imprisoned, today is the happiest day in the past three months. He is so happy that, taking advantage of the bad things that happened when bandits took over, Jiang Gaoyi also said that if General Zheng hadn't fought all the way to northern Xinjiang, penetrated deep into the enemy's country, and defeated the enemy, After defeating Guer, the Northern Barbarian Rebellion that had been in stalemate for five years might not have been settled twenty years ago. Then, the external chaos was calmed down, and there was peace in the world today.
Jiang Gaoyi revealed his admiration for General Zheng in his words.
When Zheng Xiu was young, he heard countless people boast about his father's achievements.
But there is some exaggeration.
Because it is said that General Zheng led 10,000 troops into the enemy's formation and fought all the way to the capital of the Northern Barbarians. The last ten thousand soldiers died in the battle with General Zheng, and only the military advisor who had not gone to the battlefield survived.
Later, when the military advisor returned to the court, he said that General Zheng had a sudden power, and the flesh and bones of ten thousand soldiers were draped on him like a piece of armor. Blood clouds were rolling in the sky, and the blood energy all over the sky gathered into a river, pouring down from the sky, pressing on the opponent's city... Do you listen? Very ridiculous?
Yes, ridiculous.
The whole world feels ridiculous.
The surviving military advisor may have been stimulated. After returning to the court, he went crazy, talked nonsense, and was depressed. He went on a hunger strike and died soon after.
But after General Zheng died in battle, the Northern Barbarians surrendered, and everything came to an end. This was a true record. However, most people thought that what the military advisor said was an exaggeration or crazy nonsense.
After Zheng's father's death, he was also posthumously granted the title of Marquis of Zhonglie. The emperor granted him a plaque and hung it in the hall of Zheng's family.
Xiao Zhengxiu believed it at first.
After he awakened the memory of his past life, he said that time would turn around and the plug-in would come to his account, so he dug up the ground of Zheng's house to find some secrets of the exercises.
Of course I couldn't find it in the end.
Little Zheng Xiucai gave up on the thought of cheating on his account.
…
The wines produced by Zheng's Winery are made from real ingredients, double steamed using ancient methods, and are of high purity without water added. After two pots of water, Jiang Gaoyi had rarely had a sweet dream since he was imprisoned. He lay in the corner and muttered.
"Give him a clean and warm quilt, and get the money tomorrow, one hundred taels."
Zheng Xiu ordered the jailer, who quickly completed the matter. The master returned to his cell, lay down on the imperial chair, closed his eyes and meditated.
I don't know when it started, but this simple prison actually gave Zheng the richest man a sense of peace of mind, making him unwilling to leave.
The origin of Baili Village is basically revealed.
Twenty years ago, there was a massacre in Baili Village.
It was a small village that existed at the border of Yanzhou and Jingzhou twenty years ago.
No wonder I can't find it.
Putting aside the fact that the tragedy seemed fishy, what Zheng Xiu was thinking about at the moment was why this [Prisoner] method allowed him to travel back to the fantasy world of twenty years ago.
Just survive until dawn?
Or should he use this method to go back to the "past" to find the real murderer, and bring the truth back to those twenty-six families, and bring peace to the world?
"Wang Cangyun, the imperial guard with a sword in front of him..."
"Being hunted..."
"That boy..."
"etc."
Suddenly, once Mr. Zheng put the "tragedy of twenty years ago" into it, he gradually unraveled everything and smoothed it out. An idea that frightened him came to him out of thin air: "I have never heard of the great official setting up a 'guard with a sword in front of the emperor'. Is that a position held before the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?"
"If he is really the commander of the imperial guard with a sword, he must be a close confidant of the emperor."
"Twenty years ago, time was vague, and it was not surprising to have an error of three to five months."
"If it happens to be that time when Emperor Wei happened to be away from the imperial city..."
All kinds of clues are strung together inadvertently.
"Then the kid he brought up is probably an illegitimate child, right?"
When Zheng Xiu was thinking about the "illegitimate child" inference, the more he thought about it, the more reliable it became.
First, there was a heavy feeling in the chest, followed by swelling and pain, and the heart was beating wildly, as if something alive was about to burst out of the chest.
at the same time.
Zheng Xiu felt a sharp pain in his neck, and two bruises appeared out of thin air, circling his neck.
Something happened in the ghost world!
After hanging up all night, Zheng Xiu thought about the tragedy in Baili Village and almost forgot about it.
His eyes closed and opened, his thoughts sinking into ghosts, and his consciousness reconnected with his incarnation.
Zheng Xiu opened his eyes.
A pungent smell of blood filled the air.
In the darkness, a figure taller than [Zheng Shan] was seen breaking into the house at some point.
"call…"
The tall figure's back was bent, and his head reached the roof beam.
That figure was like a humanoid beast with its back bent and hunting for prey!
"It" was using its huge palms to pinch [Zheng Shan]'s neck and lift it up in the air.
in the dark,
In the pain of suffocation, Zheng Xiu could barely see "its" eyes.
They were a pair of blood-red eyes, round and big, like two lanterns in the darkness, and like two blood-red whirlpools, sucking in Zheng Xiu's attention.
Violence, brutality, murderous intent, chaos, madness...
At that moment, many adjectives flashed through Zheng Xiu's mind, and he finally settled on one word: indifference.
He inexplicably thought of Xiao Fengbei's eyes.
His eyes looked out of place with everyone in Baili Village.
【You are contaminated by 'madness'. 】
[Produce passive will judgment. 】
The dice floats out on its own and the points are revealed.
【eight. 】
[Less than ten points, resistance fails. 】
[Will is reduced by one. 】
"Hoo ho ho..."
A strange laugh came from the mouth of the beast-like figure.
Click!
[You had your neck broken. 】
【die. 】
