Until early morning.
Zheng Xiu woke up with back pain.
He rarely slept for two hours.
The fight with Feng Bei lasted until midnight, and Feng Bei took the initiative to end the date and said without interest that he had to go back to the city for something.
At that time, Zheng Xiu clearly knew what Feng Bei was talking about, but he pretended to be stupid and asked more questions, trying to clarify his direct relationship with Zheng Xiu.
Seeing Feng Bei's reluctant expression, Zheng Xiu wondered if I was wronging you by asking you to protect Mr. Zheng?
The sky is bright and the rooster is beginning to crow.
Scar Lao Liu happily rushed to Wangtian Prison early in the morning, grabbing a roll of official documents.
"Good news! Great news! Master, you have been pardoned by the Holy Spirit!"
Zheng Xiu interrupted Scar Old Liu angrily: "Have you read the amnesty document clearly?"
Scar Lao Liu was stunned: "I didn't understand a few words."
"The amnesty is only for three days. I will come back sooner or later."
"Ah this!" Scar Laoliu was shocked. When he first saw the words "Amnesty", he thought that the master's grievances had been washed away and he was ready to go out and start a new life.
"Isn't this bullying of honest people?"
Scar Laoliu felt aggrieved for Zheng Xiu. Brother Six didn't feel there was anything wrong with what he said. He was really outspoken and dared to say anything.
Zheng Xiu pointed at his face strangely: "To be honest, do you think I look like an honest person?"
Scar Lao Liu was stunned, silent for a moment, and then decided to tell the truth: "It doesn't look like it."
"That's it."
But what Scar Laoliu didn't know was that Zheng Xiu was secretly promoting all of this. Zheng Xiu rolled up his sleeves: "Thank you, sixth brother, for a basin of water to wash your face and a bucket of hot water for bathing."
After staying here for nearly two months, although he can use his avatar to leave at any time, the significance of this amnesty is not as simple as it seems on the surface.
Zheng Xiu has always paid attention to details. When he goes out, even if it is only for three days, he must behave decently and must not lose the face of the Zheng family.
"I, Zheng Xiu, just want to tell them that if I want to come in to Wangtian Prison, no one can stop me, and if I want to go out, you can't stop me either."
…
Today is December 30th.
Today is "Shou Sui", also known as "staying up for the New Year".
According to tradition, people should take to the streets lively today, visit relatives, friends and neighbors, cook a feast and watch fireworks all night to welcome the new year.
At this time in the past, the streets that should have been bustling with activity were rarely silent.
The street actor disappeared.
Street stalls say the proprietor is happy.
The storyteller in the tea house, shaking his paper fan, faced the flying snow and stepped out of the snow.
The goldsmith's shop was closed for rectification.
Restaurants and restaurants are closed to thank guests.
Fortune tellers on the street hang up small flags saying "Nothing is going to happen today".
The rickshaw drivers left their rickshaws on the roadside and walked in groups of two or three, walking in the same direction with playful smiles.
Some people who didn't know why came to Lao Zhang's noodle stall. When they saw Lao Zhang with a rolling pin hanging on his waist and hurried out, they pulled Lao Zhang and asked, "Hey, Lao Zhang, why don't you open the stall today?" ?”
Lao Zhang turned around and pointed at the signboard of his Lao Zhang noodle stall: "Look at what's written next to my Lao Zhang's plaque?"
The customer looked up along Lao Zhang's finger and saw a red seal next to "Lao Zhang's Noodle Stall" with an inconspicuous "Zheng" printed on it.
"So this is Master Zheng's property too! But what does it have to do with you not opening a stall?"
"It's a big deal!" Lao Zhang smiled mysteriously: "We all have to go welcome the master back today!"
…
Zheng Zhai.
A group of coachmen had been waiting outside.
Qing Shisan, a retired old sword hunter, is apparently an ordinary member of the group.
Pei Gaoya came late in a hurry: "Ah, sorry, sorry! That old woman in my family..."
A lazy and charming voice interrupted Pei Gaoya: "Can you please stop mentioning your old lady in front of us? Everyone knows that you two are in love, right? Don't do this and that all the time. It makes people upset. Dry and annoying!"
Hearing the sound, Qing Shisan raised his head and looked at the wall of Zheng's house. Seeing the latter in a red dress with her thighs slit, her eyes lit up: "Hey, isn't this a red lotus root? Didn't you say that the man in your family was unwell a few days ago? , do you want to have a rest today?"
Ji Hongou jumped down from the wall with a smile and clapped her little hands: "It's okay. I knocked out my man and he was sleeping soundly."
There was a sudden silence in front of the door.
Yiye——
The door of Zheng's family opened. Zheng Erniang was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket and carrying a large box in her hand. She didn't know what was in it. She walked out with a smile, followed by a group of gorgeously dressed Yingying Yanyan.
The four of them, Zhizhi, Pingping, Bobo and Lily, stand out among all the delicate flowers, with radiant faces and unique makeup.
"By the way, where is the young master! Today is a great joy for the master to be released from prison. Why can't I see the young master!"
Lily asked curiously, with a sweet voice.
Zhizhi's mouth tightened: "That Ye Weiyang's charming crow must have been abducted again! It's not like you don't know that the young master has been fed some kind of delusion. He spends all day and night hanging out with that Feng Bei and never returns home at night. .”
The fact that the young master and Feng Bei were hanging out was no longer a secret in the Zheng family, and it was spread throughout the Zheng family.
"Tsk." Pingping straightened up her grandiosity and said in dissatisfaction: "There's still no telling who the young master will choose to be the mother-in-law in the end!"
Jing Xuemei, who looked particularly calm in the crowd, pursed her lips and smiled: "If you really want to be the wife of the night, you should ask the master."
Everyone knows it well, since we can’t take down the young master, why not take down the master?
Zheng Xiu was released from prison this time, which made everyone work hard.
Listening to a few people arguing behind her, Zheng Erniang, who knew everything, couldn't laugh or cry in her heart. She couldn't express her position, let alone expose the master's biggest secret. She could only cough twice and said with a straight face: "What a shame to chirp, don't forget, Today, we are going to greet the master. You all once came from a famous family and belonged to the ladies of the world. Don’t forget your original identity."
When the four people behind him heard this, their expressions immediately straightened.
The four people who looked charming just now, in the blink of an eye, behaved like young ladies from a good family, with decent smiles, aloof or lively, aloof or reserved, each with its own characteristics. They became so dignified in the blink of an eye, who could tell that they were top geishas who were famous throughout the city.
No, it should be said that they deserve their reputation.
"Girls, get in the car!"
On the thirteenth day of Qing Dynasty, the Zheng family members shouted, and Erniang and others got on the rickshaw one after another.
Ji Hong's rose-red figure stepped onto Qing Shisan's car as quickly as she could, "You'll give me a ride today."
Qing Shisan made a grimace: "Auntie, you are already old and you are still pretending to be a young woman from the Zheng family?"
"Do you want to take care of it?" Ji Hongou smiled with squinted eyes and touched a bag containing powder at her waist: "Are you leaving?"
Qing Shisan was helpless: "Rules?"
Ji Hongou angrily threw a piece of silver and hit Qing Shisan in the face.
Card!
Qing Shisan shook his head, opened his mouth to hold the money tightly, and said loudly: "Get off the car!"
"Walk!"
A group of carriage drivers marched along the road like a giant dragon, kicking up billows of snow and dust behind them, and rushed towards the Wangtiantai prison camp.
On the way, Qing Shisan pretended to be unintentional and asked, "Is that man in your family feeling better?"
Ji Hongou's face changed slightly when she heard this, but she didn't want to talk about it. She lowered her head and played with the hem of her skirt: "Don't ask more questions than you should."
"In order to repay your favor, you stayed as a fake couple for ten years..."
What else did Qing Shisan want to say.
"Don't ask! What does it have to do with you!"
Qing Shisan immediately closed his mouth.
When the Zheng family went out, people who didn't know what happened crowded around and watched.
Among the crowd, there was a storyteller who had been lurking among the people for a long time and said.
"The great emperor, a sage, remembered General Zheng, so he pardoned the orphans of the Zheng family."
“It turns out it’s an amnesty!”
"Where can there be any bad people in the Zheng family!"
"There must be a mistake!"
"The Holy One is wise!"
"The Holy One is wise!"
It is human nature to watch the excitement.
The news of Zheng Xiu's release from prison spread from person to person, word of mouth, and gradually spread throughout the streets and alleys.
When the Qing Thirteen group arrived at Wangtian Prison Camp with Jia Juan and others, the whole city had already known about Zheng Xiu's release from prison.
Surrounded by jailers, a haggard-looking Zheng Xiu, dressed in luxurious brocade clothes and a hat, stepped out of the prison camp.
Scar Laoliu was followed behind him. As the warden, he was responsible for monitoring Zheng Xiu during the amnesty period to prevent Zheng Xiu from escaping.
This surveillance is obviously just a formality, everyone knows it.
"master!"
Even if he knew that Zheng Xiu was safe and sound.
Even if he knew that Zheng Xiu had already used the identity of "Zheng E" as a child, he had gone around Zheng's house.
But when Zheng Erniang really looked at Zheng Xiu himself and walked out of the prison camp, the anxiety and uneasiness of the past two months instantly turned into tears. She got off the rickshaw in panic, carrying the The box stumbled towards Zheng Xiu.
Zheng Xiu quickly stepped forward, supported Er Niang, and said distressedly: "It's not a big deal, why are you anxious."
He winked at Zheng Erniang, meaning that forget it if others don't know, you understand, don't make a fuss.
Er Niang wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and shook her head with a smile: "It's nothing, I'm just happy."
Zheng Xiu raised his head and took a deep breath.
Do other people who have been incarcerated for more than ten or twenty years feel the same way when they walk out of prison?
The air outside feels particularly fresh, the sky outside feels particularly blue, and the world outside feels particularly colorful.
"Master, your new clothes."
Zheng Erniang opened the festive brocade box that she had carried all the way. There was a snow-white mink fur cloak neatly stacked inside.
Every stitch and thread on it was sewn by Zheng Erniang herself.
Zheng Xiu looked at the white fur cloak in the box and was slightly startled. He went back to Zheng's house all day, how could he not know that Zheng Erniang secretly made a new dress?
Looking back at Zheng Erniang, I saw that she was also blinking at Zheng Xiu, meaning who made you stay away all day and night, and you don't know what happened at home.
The two looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.
He shook off the luxurious mink fur cloak and draped it over his shoulders, shaking off the wind and frost. There was a six-story restaurant two hundred steps away. Zheng Xiu looked at the sixth floor, as if looking at something, and smiled casually.
"walk home."
