The prison cell is a strange place. No matter how powerful or powerful people were before, they all lose their honor and even their names when they get here.
They have only one name---prisoners.
It had only been two days since Zuo Zhengqing was arrested, but it seemed like he had endured a hundred years.
At this time, he had his hair disheveled, his upper body was bare, his feet were bare, and there were several scars on his body.
To be fair, he was not seriously injured, but he usually lived like a god. How could his skin and tender flesh withstand the jailer's whip?
Chen Sijing walked in from outside, carrying a food box in his hand.
Zuo Zhengqing saw him and called "Master Chen".
In order to prevent Zuo Zhengqing from committing suicide or self-mutilation in prison, they usually hung his hands.
Chen Sijing ordered his men to put down Zuo Zhengqing's right hand so that he could eat.
Ever since Chen Sijing noticed yesterday that something was wrong with the jailer who delivered the meals and checked that the prison meal for Zuo Zhengqing had been laced with arsenic, he tightened his supervision and brought meals to Zuo Zhengqing from his home every day.
"Thank you, Mr. Chen!" Zuo Zhengqing was actually able to put on a smile, "This meal is much better than decapitated rice."
Zuo Zhengqing knew that he would not be able to escape the death penalty, but he wanted to die quickly.
He wished that someone would kill him in prison, at least then he would not have to suffer the punishment of lynching.
Unfortunately, Chen Sijing took too strict precautions.
"You don't want to confess everything because you are afraid that the guilt will be too heavy and you will be sentenced to a long time, right?" Chen Sijing asked him.
"Isn't this also a way to gain some virtue!" Zuo Zhengqing said shamelessly, "Think about it, do those women I recruited have a chance to survive? Anyway, the few I mentioned are enough to be punished with death.
Already."
Chen Sijing looked at him without saying anything, but in fact the message from above had already been conveyed: there was no need to interrogate Zuo Zhengqing anymore, the case should be closed as soon as possible and he would be sentenced to Ling Chi.
He also explained that Ling Chi's first knife cut his tongue first.
Obviously, the higher-ups didn't want this matter to involve too many people.
"Before you go to court tomorrow, the women you have confessed will also be brought to the court. You need to confront them." Chen Sijing explained, "You'd better tell the truth to avoid suffering any physical pain."
When Zuo Zhengqing heard this, he knew what it meant and said with a smile: "Sure enough, there are many people who don't want me to talk too much. Don't worry, I will definitely not bring up any more details.
I happened to live to be fifty this year. Although I did not become an official, I still enjoyed all the glory and wealth in the world.
It’s better to end my life like this than to farm and herd cattle and suffer from hunger and cold.”
"You made a fortune by cheating, and now that you have ended up like this, it is a wake-up call for the world." Chen Sijing sneered at his behavior.
"Master Chen, I still have some abilities. If Cen Yunchu hadn't deliberately set up a trap for me, I would never have ended up in this situation." Zuo Zhengqing wiped his right hand on his pants and leaned forward, a little flattering.
He said to Chen Sijing, "How about I give you a hexagram?"
"No need, I have nothing to calculate." Chen Sijing has never done fortune telling since he was a child, and he doesn't believe it either.
"I don't charge money. If I had exchanged it before, it would have been at least five hundred taels." Zuo Zhengqing offered to tell Chen Sijing's fortune. In fact, it was because he didn't have much time left and wanted to show off before he died. "You tell me your birth date."
Tell me the horoscope."
"Since you are good at calculating, why didn't you calculate that you would end up with Cen Yunchu?" Chen Sijing looked at him and sneered.
"Hey, to be honest, I was really fascinated by ghosts at that time. I have seen a lot of beauties, but no one was as touching as her. I also tried to read her horoscope, but found that I couldn't figure it out at all.
That's why I had such an idea." Zuo Zhengqing thought of the past and really hated Youyou, sighing Youyou, "Actually, I don't even pay attention to people like Meng Qiao. But because Cen Yunchu rejected me earlier,
I then directed all the evil fire on her. To be honest, her fate has been ups and downs, far from being as good as what I predicted. But..."
Chen Sijing was too lazy to listen to him anymore, and asked someone to take away the leftover food and cuff him again.
As for Meng Qiao, she originally wanted to struggle a little longer and would never accept her fate. Who would have thought that the news would soon come that Zuo Zhengqing had been imprisoned and had confessed.
It was nearly dusk, and a ray of slanting light came in through the window, shining on the hibiscus brocade tent of flowing clouds of peonies.
The gorgeous color is like a golden dream.
It can only be a dream, because it will be dark in a while.
Meng Qiao sat there with a blank face, she was the only one in the room.
All the servants in the courtyard were called out, and no one was left to serve her.
She is no longer the second young lady with a glorious family history, but has become a woman who is hated and reviled by everyone.
She knew that her family wanted her to kill herself. She was too shameful and did not deserve to live in this world. Only death could save a little bit of the family's face.
Seventeen years old, as young as a flower!
Meng Qiao couldn't bear to part with himself.
No one in this family understands her heart.
She has an ambitious mind, more ambitious than the men in her family.
She is ruthless, can take risks, and dares to take risks.
She knows that wealth has always been gained through danger.
She completes her plan step by step, and she has many people under her control.
She was about to succeed, just a little bit away.
The expression on Meng Qiao's face suddenly turned ferocious, Cen Yunchu was such a scourge!
Failure to kill her was his biggest failure.
Meng Qiao did not regret selling his body to Zuo Zhengqing, nor did he regret his plan to get into the Zeng family.
Her only regret was that she was too cautious and always wanted to kill Cen Yunchu with a borrowed knife.
As a result, that bitch had a tough life, and she got away with it three times.
If I had known this earlier, I should have used simpler methods.
It can be seen that cutting the weed cannot remove the root, and will inevitably leave consequences.
The vicious plot and anger were boiling in her chest, and Meng Qiao almost gritted his teeth.
There were footsteps in the yard, and Meng Qiao knew who was coming even with his eyes closed.
"Second girl, Madam told you to be sensible and stop hurting the whole family. The master is so angry now that he even ordered someone to kill you while lying on the bed," said Yin's companion through the window.
, "Someone from the Criminal Department Yamen just came and told you to go to court tomorrow to confront the thief named Zuo. Our family can't go to court even if they die! Second girl, you are usually well-educated and sensible, so you naturally understand the interests and risks here."
She said outside, while Meng Qiao sneered silently in the room.
When I take advantage of her, I wish I could offer her up.
Now that she has become a burden, everyone wants her to die, but she refuses to die!
If you die, you will lose everything. Even if your ashes are shattered, you will always bear the infamy.
