"Uncle Zhao is waiting at the house, so don't go. There are always people watching at the house."
After learning the news about the master, the only people in the house who were qualified to talk to Guan Ji were Amei and the housekeeper Uncle Zhao.
Seeing Butler Zhao bringing something over, Guan Ji said quickly.
Butler Zhao nodded and said to Guan Ji, "Ms. Guan, the Lord is in prison these days. Although the family has been sending meals to him, they are all sent in by others. I don't know if they have been withheld by others."
"The old servant just asked the chef to make some food, which is what the master likes to eat. When the time comes, I will ask Amei to take it over and ask the master what else he wants to eat. When he comes back, the servant will let the chef arrange it."
Guan Ji thought to herself that the heartless guy was living a good life in prison. Unless his uncle ordered it himself, who would dare to deprive him of food?
However, Butler Zhao was the first person in the family to follow Feng Yong. Before he became hysterical and could no longer manage, Butler Zhao was taking care of everything in the family, so Guan Ji respected Uncle Zhao quite a bit.
"okay, I get it."
Guan Ji nodded in agreement.
Several people rushed outside Jincheng's cell and were shocked to see soldiers in bright armor guarding the door of the cell.
Zhao Guang blurted out, "When did the guards in Jincheng Dungeon become so strict?"
"This is the Prime Minister's order."
Jincheng Ling Lu Yi, who had been standing outside waiting for the arrival of a few people, looked helpless. Such a strange person came to the prison, which gave him the illusion that the person in prison was the father, and he felt very tired.
As Lu Yi said this, his eyes fell on the people behind Guan Ji, and he saw that they were holding many things in their hands, and the corners of their mouths twitched: Is this Feng Langjun really coming to the prison to enjoy his life?
"Ms. Guan, the Prime Minister has told you not to have too many people inside at one time."
Lu Yi reminded.
Guan Ji nodded coldly, turned around and looked at everyone, thought for a moment, and said, "Erlang, Amei, and Li Dalang, you three will follow me in."
After confirming that the Prime Minister's warrant was correct, the soldier guarding the cell door opened the heavy cell door.
After crossing the gate, Guan Ji specifically looked back at the dark iron gate with a thoughtful look on her face.
The passage to the prison was a bit dark. After opening the door and turning a corner, the three of them heard a faint roar coming from inside: I miss my lover in prison...dong dong dong...I don't know if you believe it or not.
I...dangdangdang...
The voice was desolate and sad.
As if with endless regret.
There was no telling what the person inside was knocking at that clanging sound.
When Amei heard this singing, she immediately felt sad and worried. Could it be that the Lord had really been criticized? Otherwise, why would the sound be like this?
Even Guan Ji couldn't help but feel confused. Wouldn't it be true that something happened to Alang? Otherwise, how could he sing such a song?
Amei was so anxious that she couldn't help shouting loudly: "My lord!"
The sound spread along the cell passage, then reverberated and rippled away.
The people inside probably heard Amei's voice. The singing suddenly stopped, and then a call came: "Amei? Is that you?"
"My lord, it's me."
Amei's heart was burning and she quickly responded.
In a hurry, she subconsciously took two quick steps, and then looked at Guan Ji pleadingly.
Guan Ji's calm face finally showed a look of anxiety, and she was about to quicken her pace.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Guang was faster than her and passed directly over Guan Ji, darting inside like a runaway husky.
"Brother, brother, are you okay? I'm here to see you!"
When Feng Yong heard Amei's voice, he pushed open the cell door and walked into the corridor to greet him. Unexpectedly, Zhao Guang appeared on the opposite side.
When he saw this man, Feng Tubiao's expression changed, and his heart was filled with anger. He immediately shouted, "What a thief! You still dare to come, let's see how I deal with you!"
He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to hit someone.
It was this bastard who was causing wind and rain outside, forcing me to stay here in order to avoid the limelight. It was really like breaking up the house if I didn't fight for a day!
"Alang, what are you doing?"
Just when he raised his fist, he heard a rapid voice.
This voice froze Feng Yong like a spell. He looked behind Zhao Guang and saw the beautiful woman lingering in his dream.
"S... Sanniang, why are you here?"
Feng Yong shouted in surprise.
Guan Ji moved over, her eyes also sparkling with joy, and she lightly opened her lips, "Alang, are you okay?"
Feng Yong couldn't help but open his raised fist, touched his head, and chuckled, "What can happen to me?"
"That voice just now..."
Guan Ji was about to speak but stopped.
"Oh, it's just that no one talked to me in the prison, so I sang to myself to relieve my boredom."
It's not like Feng Yong had never encountered such things as being confined in a small dark room in his previous life.
This prison is much more comfortable than a small dark room.
The old demon Zhuge probably wanted to use this to temper his temper, but he had no idea that he had met an old man.
Seeing Amei and Li Yi behind Guan Ji, Feng Yongyong couldn't help but feel happy and surprised, "Why are you all here?"
"I'm all worried about you. No news has spread these days. Today I finally got the Prime Minister's warrant to let us come over and take a look. Of course we all came over. Too many people are not allowed in the prison. Wang Zishi and Yang Weiran
They are all waiting outside."
Guan Ji half blamed and half explained.
"I thought you all knew what was going on here." Feng Yong touched his head again, a little embarrassed, "I was negligent in this matter. Are you all okay outside?"
"Everything is fine at home."
Guan Ji nodded.
"What happened to the Xinghan Society?"
Feng Yong looked at Zhao Guang.
"Brother, everything is fine. But when my brother was in jail, I wanted everyone to do something for him. Unexpectedly, a few of them turned out to be timid and were kicked out of the meeting by my brother."
"What did you ask them to do?"
Feng Yong looked sideways.
"Hey, it's nothing. I just want everyone to do a favor and spread the news in the city, saying that my brother likes my sister. After all the efforts of the boss, there are still people in the restaurant who dare to say that this matter is my brother's fault. I will be
The brother inside beat him several times."
Zhao Guang said it was nothing, but his face showed an expression of asking for credit.
It's okay if he doesn't mention it, but when he mentions it...
Then Feng Yong glanced at Guan Ji behind him, and saw Guan Ji scolding her slightly, "What are you talking about?"
That's what he said, but his beautiful eyes were facing Feng Tubao's gaze, with indescribable meaning in his eyes.
Zhao Guang quickly shrank, but his face did not show a look of fear, but rather a bit of pride.
Feng Tubeng saw the subtle changes in the expressions of the two people, and his heart moved. It seemed that this boy's appearance and this matter seemed to have deeply touched Guan Ji's heart.
Otherwise, if Guan Ji was really angry, how could this boy dare to mention this matter in front of Guan Ji? He would have been beaten to a pulp, and his nose would be bruised and his face would be swollen.
I originally wanted to find an excuse to beat Zhao Guang, but looking at it this way, this is simply a typical case of the brother-in-law getting the support of his sister and working together to cheat his brother-in-law!
So this matter must be praised!
So Feng Yong quickly said, "Sanniang's words are wrong. Why is Erlang talking nonsense? Doesn't Sanniang still know my feelings for Sanniang? Erlang just told the truth. This time he finally did something right.
.”
When Zhao Guang heard this, he became even more proud.
Guan Ji's eyes were moist, but she spat, "You are talking nonsense too."
Feng Yong chuckled.
Seeing with their own eyes that Feng Yong was safe and sound, several people finally felt relieved.
After entering the cell, several people put down their things.
Amei quickly placed the food she brought on the table in the cell, and then began to pack away the various furnishings in the cell.
She is doing her best to make her master's life in prison more comfortable.
"Let's all take a seat. Although the prison is a little shabby, we are all our own people, so you don't have to be polite."
When Guan Ji heard this, she looked at the cell, which was almost as comfortable as the one in her house, and thought to herself that this guy really would never treat her badly anywhere, and it made her worry in vain.
"What's that on the other side?"
I saw a large barrel placed in the cell opposite, with white mist rising from it.
"Oh, that's where I bathe. I just finished bathing, aren't I going to write something? Naturally, I have to take a bath first, so I asked Magistrate Lu to send someone to boil some hot water for me."
Feng Yong said casually.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Guan Ji felt really angry and funny when she thought of the helpless expression of Jincheng Ling Lu Yi outside the door.
Think again about yourself and others worrying about him outside, but you don’t know that he lives so comfortably and at ease here!
At that moment, the silver teeth were biting secretly, and the anger that had temporarily dissipated due to the joy of meeting suddenly sprang up again, and even grew stronger.
It's just that she has experienced life and death, so naturally she won't put her thoughts on her face easily, but in her heart she is thinking about how to deal with this guy.
"Brother, what are you planning to write? You even asked me to send you paper and pen."
After everyone sat down respectively, Zhao Guang was the first to ask uncontrollably.
"It's nothing, just writing something the Prime Minister wants."
Feng Yong said vaguely.
"Since the Prime Minister asked my brother to write something, why not just let him go back to his residence and write it?"
Li Yi also followed suit.
Since Feng Yong lived so comfortably here, naturally these people would not think that Feng Yong was planning to write a confession.
When Feng Yong heard this, he glanced at Zhao Guang again and said, "Since the Prime Minister asked me to stay in prison for a month, it's hard to go back on my word. Besides, the quietness in the prison makes people feel at ease to write."
"Moreover, some things are difficult to do outside and no one can see them in prison, so it will naturally be easier to do them."
"That's it." Zhao Guang nodded, picked up the snacks on the table without any consciousness, threw them into his mouth and chewed them without being polite at all, "By the way, brother, the housekeeper asked us to bring some food over, do you want it?
Let’s eat something now?”
"Let's eat later."
Feng Yong waved his hand and looked at Zhao Guang and Li Yi, "Since you are all here, I just want to tell you something."