The anger towards Zhang Xutang in the letter stopped abruptly, and then he turned to himself and talked about the situation in prison.
"It was very cold in the prison. Fortunately, I wore thick clothes when I went out, which was enough to withstand it. However, the smell was not good. We ate, drank, and defecated all together, so I had no choice but to keep my eyes open and not eat anything. Fortunately, the master said he would give it to me.
It's not bad to change to a larger cell, which can be separated inside. You can also eat better. It doesn't matter. The most uncomfortable thing is that the cells are overcrowded now, and the women's cell is full. When a little girl cries, she is still a pear blossom.
Bringing rain, dozens of people crying together, my ears will be deafened."
As she wrote this, it seemed that she really couldn't stand such a noisy environment, and there were a bunch of ink stains on the paper.
She wrote about her situation very carefully. The more careful she was, the more relieved Mrs. Song was because she knew that if Song Huiyue was really not well, she would not have time to write such gossip and would only write the word "peace".
Song Huiyue's thoughts were running wild, and she soon started talking about home again, asking Mrs. Song to remember to read the storybook to Qinghui, as well as the menu from the first day of the Lunar New Year to the Lantern Festival, and remember to draw it up as soon as possible. She wanted to eat stewed goose.
, also added to the list.
Finally, she asked Tan Ran to hang up the Spring Festival couplets, peach charms, and Zhong Kui, and put away the firecrackers so as not to explode.
After taking care of the firecrackers, all that was left was a signature.
The signature was also written with confidence, the characters were bigger than the other characters, and the person stretching his arms and legs took up half of the country.
Mrs. Song held the letter and stared at the three big "Song Huiyue" with a wide smile on her face. Her heart finally fell. Although she hadn't completely fallen to the ground yet, she exhaled and finally made a sound.
"Your Majesty, I don't know how long Sister Yue will stay in prison. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so we can't let her spend the Chinese New Year in prison."
Because of back pain, King Jin couldn't lie down when he saw Mrs. Song. He could only stand or sit stiffly. At this time, he sat upright in the imperial chair and said: "You can come out in three days. The prison is no better than at home, Mrs. Song."
I have to send her some clothes and food. Is she suffering this time, or I can't help her and let her get involved."
When he looked at Mrs. Song, he could not help but regard her as his mother-in-law, and he could not help but feel a little weak, and the prince could not hold on to his airs at all.
Mrs. Song sighed: "Your Majesty, Sister Yue is a solid-minded child. You are good to us. She knows in her heart that this is all her own fault. You have never sorry for her, and it is better to suffer a little to avoid it."
She is arrogant and always thinks she is powerful."
The King of Jin laughed vaguely and did not mention the marriage at this juncture: "Now that the incident of Xi Zuo has just come out, I am worried that many of her comrades will make trouble in Kyoto. She will stay in jail for three days until the situation becomes clear.
When she comes out again, I feel more at ease. If not, I could have taken her out early."
Mrs. Song listened to Prince Jin's apologetic explanation to her, and quickly smiled and said: "Your Majesty has thought carefully, I wonder if I can go in and see her?"
King Jin shook his head: "At this time, the less noticeable the better, even I won't be able to go."
Mrs. Song thought to herself that since you are the prince, it would be inconvenient for you to go. Why are you still in line ahead of me, my own mother?
She hurriedly went back to pack Song Huiyue's things, put her suspicions to heart, and hurriedly said goodbye.
When she returned home with Aunt Lin, she first went to the kitchen and looked. There were no fresh bones in it, so she called Tan Ran to give her instructions.
Tan Ran went to the pier with a lantern. The pier was still in full swing. There were twice as many boats and people unloading goods as usual. To buy fish, you have to go to the fish shop first. Fish come in with big scales and go out with small scales.
He only came to the fish shop once to buy something, and he completely hated the fish shop. He would rather roll up his trousers and go into the water to fish for fish than let the people in the fish shop reap the profits.
He really didn't understand what the fish in between were doing if the fishermen sold the fish and the fish eaters bought the fish.
If the fish buyer thinks so, the fish seller will naturally think the same.
The frank Tan Ran bought four fresh crucian carps from a sneaky vendor, skewered them with willow branches, ran all the way back, and handed them to Aunt Lin: "Fresh."
Aunt Lin quickly took it in her hand, ran to the kitchen and scraped the scales out of the belly, then fried both sides with oil until golden brown, poured in water, boiled a pot of soup until it was boiling white, and simmered it on a fire all night.
The fish meat was all scattered in the soup, so she filtered out the fish bones and used the soup to cook rice glutinous rice.
Thinking about the humidity in the prison, she sprinkled heavily with pepper, put it in a bowl, and covered it tightly.
Mrs. Song had also packed her clothes and parcels, and together with a bowl of fish and rice glutinous rice, she rode the carriage of Prince Jin's palace and wandered outside the magistrate's Yamen prison.
There were many carriages parked outside the prison, and the cell door was closed. From time to time, it would be opened, and a man would pop out of it like a bean, with a face filled with joy of having survived the catastrophe.
The carriage immediately picked up the lucky inmate and drove away.
There were so many people in the cell that they couldn't be accommodated. Dou Qushan interrogated them all night long, and his eyes were so tired that they were black and blue. The interrogation files were piled up in a hill. He only finished interrogating the really unimportant people in the newspaper office and the tea house.
More and more people came out of it, and finally a group of girls dressed in colorful clothes swayed out of it. They were wearing clothes that were too tight to resist. They were so cold that goosebumps were all over their arms, and they had to sniff their noses from time to time.
In this way, you also take one step and twist your waist and hips for two steps.
Mrs. Song knew clearly that Song Huiyue couldn't come out, but she still looked forward to it. Du Lan smartly sent the things in, and then came out and said to Mrs. Song: "Madam said she wanted to drink chicken soup at noon. Just stew it and I'll get it."
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Aunt Lin quickly helped Mrs. Song back to the carriage: "We can't delay, go and buy the old hen now. It will take time to stew it. If we delay it any longer, we won't be able to stew it."
When Mrs. Song heard this, she stopped looking at it and followed Aunt Lin away.
Song Huiyue rarely said what she wanted to eat. Now in prison, she must have been wronged. When she wrote the letter, she said she wanted to eat goose, and now she wants to drink chicken soup.
But Song Huiyue cannot be denied food.
After being sent to jail three times a day, Song Huiyue looked good while sitting in jail, her lips were rosy, and there was blood on her face.
There was also a small brazier in her cell, and the commander brought her a basket of charcoal, which she added at any time. There was a tea stove on the stove with drinkable hot water.
There is also a bird cage on the table, with a thrush in it, which was given by the King of Jin.
She was imprisoned, and Huamei was also imprisoned. She was made to jump around in the cage with her fingers. While jumping, she screamed angrily. Even though she screamed, her screams were pleasant and filled with joy.
It's just that Huamei has been closed for a long time and has no strength. No matter how much Song Huiyue tosses it, it has frowning eyes and won't open its mouth.
Fortunately, the King of Jin was considerate and sent chopped bamboo soon after sending the thrush.
Song Huiyue asked Qingtou, who was emptying the toilet in the cell, if she wanted bamboo strips. The aunt just thought Song Huiyue was joking and casually said she wanted two drying dishes.
After compiling the two posters, Song Huiyue was finally released from prison.