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2, get married

Xu Xing's heart turned cold and lonely again.

"Okay, you can if you want."

He nodded.

The two began to eat the food and chatted briefly during the process.

The dishes include Shengyunlou's banquet noodles, braised sea cucumber, sauced elbows, Sixi meatballs, stir-fried kidneys, first-grade tofu, etc., as well as a cup full of stuffed pear blossoms.

"Xu boy, what are you doing with these red cloths when you get married? We are all prisoners in the sky jail. If we are not brothers, they are better than brothers."

"Yeah, let's have fun watching it too."

Halfway through the meal, several prisoners in nearby cells shouted.

Class D cells are all inmates of rank nine or above to rank five or below. These prisoners are different from other prisoners. As long as they are not guilty of beheading, they will stay in the emperor's heart for a year or two or even a few months. If you go to jail, you will return to court.

Therefore, compared with other prisoners, their mentality is the most cheerful and there is no pressure of life and death.

Prostitution, romance, the atmosphere of scholar-bureaucrats.

Xu Xing married Zhao Yunniang only as a concubine.

Concubines were just playthings among the scholar-bureaucrats. If the master was happy, it was common for the concubines to accompany their guests.

When Zhao Yunniang heard what these prisoners said, her body stiffened, and she looked up nervously at Xu Xing, worried that Xu Xing would really listen to what these prisoners said and remove the curtains hanging around the cell, leaving her with no face.

Although she was born in Zhangtai, she was still a poor woman.

But in the minds of most people, brothel prostitutes are prostitutes and playthings for their enjoyment.

"Xueshi Su, Xiaguan only has Yun Niang as my concubine. If she really gives birth to an heir for me and I die in the future, she will be Xiaguan's official wife..."

Xu Xing was not in a hurry to scold these old people.

This is the custom of Fengxi Country. If he really treats Zhao Yunniang as a "person", he will be an alien. But after these words, it was enough to shut up the mouths of several nearby prisoners.

Concubines can have sex, but wives cannot.

Teasing one's wife is a life-and-death feud and will be despised by the world.

Besides, he knew that Academician Su would be released soon and return to the court, so he couldn't offend him too much.

Furthermore, although Academician Su is somewhat outspoken, he has a good reputation among the government and the public, and he has been relatively harmonious in getting along with him recently.

Therefore, Xu Xing's reply was carefully considered with his brain. If Xu Xingxue was nostalgic for old friendships, he might have helped take care of his orphans and widowed mother out of consideration for his fellow inmates in the past...

As soon as the promise of "real wife" was written, the way Zhao Yunniang looked at Xu Xing was suddenly different from before. Her almond-shaped eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, and it seemed that she really had some feelings for Xu Xing.

"It's getting late, husband..."

"Go to sleep."

The sky outside the prison window was getting darker. Zhao Yunniang's pink cheeks were covered with clouds. She lowered her head slightly, cleared away the messy dinner plates on the table, then shyly covered herself with a red hijab, and said in a voice like a mosquito.

The two wedding candles filled the room with red light.

Xu Xing took the wedding scale placed on the table and lifted the bride's red hijab.

The two men's eyes met.



Early the next morning.

The curtain is removed, and the beauty is far away.

"Xu boy, you are going to die soon."

Academician Su on the left leaned his head over and looked at Xu Xing for a few times. He saw that his face was gray and that he was taking in more air than out. He shook his head and said seriously.

Any bachelor with some reputation will basically read the classics.

Medical scriptures are naturally included.

As the saying goes, if you don't have a good appearance, you will have a good doctor.

Living in a circle of celebrities, if you don't have any medical skills, you will be embarrassed to meet people. Writing up your own prescriptions is just a no-brainer.

The four diagnostic methods of traditional Chinese medicine are inspection, smell, inquiry, and palpation.

Xu Xingshi did not take Xu Xing's pulse, but just by observing Xu Xing's complexion at this time, he knew that his kidney water was insufficient and his qi and blood were withered. In addition, due to his recent trip to prison, he had not taken good care of himself, and sooner or later he would die.

"I know……"

"Anyway, I'll have a good life in a few days."

Xu Xing abandoned his own path.

It is basically impossible to fight against state violence on your own.

After he learned that there was no hope of survival, he also indulged in singing and music as much as possible last night.

It's better to die on a woman's belly than to be skinned.

And Musk Dragon Powder had indeed almost drained all his energy and blood.

"Death is carefree, and joy is carefree."

"When one day I take charge of the government and become the current prime minister, I will surely clear your name and make your heirs innocent."

Xuexiang Su knew that Xu Xing had been wronged. After spending the past few days together, he couldn't help but feel compassion in his heart, so he made a promise to Xu Xing.

"Yes, the investment was wrong..."

"It seems like he won't be able to get out of the prison recently."

After the words fell, although Xu Xing was moved, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

If the king is not secretive, his ministers will lose their integrity; if their ministers are not secretive, they will lose their virginity.

The Taipu Temple corruption case is a long-standing malpractice of the country, and to rectify it would be equivalent to destroying half of the court.

Let’s not talk about whether Academician Su has the ability to become the Prime Minister. Even if Academician Su becomes the Prime Minister, he will not change his position, because to change his position would be to kill himself...

"Xu boy, come here and see what the new poem I made is like."

"I had a sudden inspiration last night..."

Scholar Su regained his optimistic temperament, waved to Xu Xing, and pointed to a poem he had written on the ground with a wooden stick.

"poetry?"

Xu Xing was curious.

Scholar Su was ranked second in the Jinshi Department, and his writing, poetry, and talent were all top-notch. According to people in the market, Su Xueshi was expected to become the number one scholar at that time, but the examiner felt that Su’s writing style was like that of his disciples, so he was demoted to the second best.

.

Those who pass the Jinshi Department are known as "Princes in White".

It's not comparable to miscellaneous subjects like arithmetic.

He leaned over and took a look:

Not long after, his face darkened instantly.

It’s a song called “Bridal Chamber Song”.

Xu Xing waved his sleeves and robe, turned around and left, no longer paying attention to Bachelor Su, and just lay on the straw in the cell without saying a word.

"Xu Xiaozi, Xu Xiaozi..."

"I'm just joking."

Scholar Su shouted.

However, he shouted three times, and seeing that Xu Xing still ignored him, he realized that he was wrong, so he apologized, and then wiped the poems on the ground with his sleeves.

Different people are treated differently.

Xu Xing knew that Xu Xingshi was naturally upright and the atmosphere in Fengxi Country was relatively open, so although he had a slight grudge in his heart, it was not to the point of blackmailing Xu Xianshi.

The reason why he ignored Bachelor Su at this moment was because something suddenly appeared in his head.

A handle of ancient bronze.

The ancient scenery is simple and unpretentious, not much different from the bronze mirror on a woman's dressing table, except that there are some unclear patterns and bird seals on the back of the mirror.

[Mirror owner: Xu Xing.]

[Tao Fruit: None.]

[World: Late Qing Dynasty and Republic of China (All Heavens).]

【Arrival: Soul.】

[Time flow rate: one to five.]

[Fate: Fate of violent death (grey)]

[Note: The body in which the Mirror Lord descends is the body of the Mirror Lord's other self. After the tampering with the destiny is completed, it will be transformed into the Mirror Lord's inherent Tao and Fruit based on the reverse cause and effect obtained by the Mirror Lord, which will last forever.]

After reading everything.

Xu Xing looked complicated and murmured to himself, "I was destined to die unexpectedly in this life. That's why I was so unlucky. I finally became the eighth-grade Dian Cheng. I never wanted to be used as a scapegoat..."

"so……"

"Change your life!"

"Enter another world, use another person's body to change my life, and then feed it back to my original body, thus avoiding the disaster of death."

"Even..., if Emperor Chongming is removed from the throne, I will sit down!"

After being tortured mentally and physically in prison for a long time, Xu Xing's eyes regained their luster for the first time.

He is not a pedantic person who is loyal to the emperor and patriotic.

If he has the ability to become an emperor who is as high as ninety-five, he will not refuse with hypocritical benevolence.

In addition, he was imprisoned and executed. It seemed that Han Sui had caught him to take the blame, but fundamentally it was due to Emperor Chongming's ignorance and incompetence, as well as the unfair judgment made by his favored relatives and lucky ministers.

The shortage of war horses is a long-standing disadvantage of the country.


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