Xu Yizhi subdued the surging anger in his heart and said weakly, "if something like ping Shien happened, the prison in Dali Temple must be heavily guarded now. You should be more careful when you do things."

Xu Jia replied with an arched hand, "I remember."

In the prison of Dali temple.

Wei Chen was kept in a single room alone.

The ground is a hard floor, surrounded by hard wall tiles, no windows, only a small iron door.

The place was very dark and illuminated by a little light coming through the iron door.

Wei Chen sat on the wooden bed, which was covered with a thick layer of straw. Because he hadn't been exposed to the sun for a long time, the straw was damp and smelled like rotten mildew.

He didn't dislike it either. He just sat on it with no expression on his face. It seemed that he was thinking about something.

A jailer went to the iron gate and put down a coarse porcelain bowl and a pottery pot. In the bowl were two Wowotou, which were filled with water.

The jailer knocked on the iron door to remind the prisoner that it was time to eat.

Wei Chen went over and asked, "how is your highness now?"

The jailer, who was about to leave, took a look at Wei Chen.

Wei Chen thought he wouldn't answer. At least he wouldn't answer as soon as he asked. He had to accept some benefits.

But the jailer gave the answer very simply.

"Your Highness the prince has awakened. I heard it's all right."

Wei Chen breathed a long sigh of relief: "Your Highness is fine."

The jailer stood still for a while and saw that he had nothing else to ask, so he raised his feet and left.

Wei Chen picked up the Wowotou and made a slight meal.

Since he was locked up here, there have been only two Wowo heads every day, but the difference is that the Wowo heads a few days ago were all cold and hard and terrible to eat, but today's Wowo heads are soft and steaming. It seems that there should be a lot of white flour mixed with corn flour. If only corn flour, it would certainly not be such a soft Wowo head.

He looked at the nest in his hand, hesitated, and finally decided to try to take a bite first.

After waiting for a moment, I didn't see anything strange about my body. It must be non-toxic.

Wei Chen put down his heart and began to nibble at Wowotou.

After eating Wowotou, he picked up the pottery pot and drank water.

Unexpectedly, the pot was filled with hot water.

Usually the jailer gives him cold water.

Today his treatment is obviously upgraded.

After drinking two mouthfuls of hot water, Wei Chen felt his cold body warm and drank some. He remembered what the jailer had just said - the prince has awakened.

The prince can prove his innocence.

But the Emperor didn't release him directly, and he promoted his treatment.

An idea came out of Wei Chen's heart——

Isn't the emperor going to use him as bait?

If so, he must be careful.

Two days later, King Ning arrived in Bianjing.

As soon as he entered the city, he was hurried into the palace.

Ning Wang put his hands on his chest, raised his head and bowed to salute.

"See your majesty."

Sima fan is in a bad mood recently. Because of the assassination of the prince, he has lost sleep for two nights in succession. Fortunately, Jiang Weiwei's tranquilizing pill made him sleep in the middle of the night.

He rubbed the lower corner of his forehead, and his voice was a little tired: "Uncle Huang, you're back at last."

Ning Wang put down his hand and stood up straight. His white fat face was full of smiles, like a full meat steamed stuffed bun.

"After receiving the letter summoned by your majesty, I immediately rushed back. I heard that the prince was assassinated. I wonder if he is well now?"

Sima Fan said, "the imperial doctor said he was seriously injured. Fortunately, he was rescued in time. Now he has been out of danger and is now being raised in the palace."

"I came back this time with some tonics to replenish the body of the little prince. It's pathetic that the child encountered such a thing when he was young." Ning Wang paused and asked cautiously, "has the assassin been caught?"

"No."

"Didn't the prince see the assassin's face?"

"The assassin covered his face and didn't see his face."

Ning Wang frowned: "it's difficult."

Sima wearily said, "I specially called you back this time because I need your help."

"Your Majesty, do as you please."

"The Secretary of Dali temple was dismissed not long ago. Now the position of the Secretary of Dali temple is empty. I hope you..."

Ning Wang shook his head in horror: "no, no, no! I'm old and in poor health. I have to get sick from time to time. I really can't afford the heavy responsibility of the Secretary of Dali temple. Please forgive me, your majesty. "

Sima looked at him without expression.

King Ning was seen sweating: "it's not that I don't want to share my worries for your majesty. It's really that my bones are too weak."

"You have two hundred kilograms, which is called weakness?"

"Your Majesty doesn't know. I'm fat. It looks fat on the surface, but it's very empty inside."

Sima fan didn't give him the chance to continue to argue, and said in an indisputable tone: "I don't care if you are really fat or puffy. In short, you must take the position of the chief of Dali temple. If you don't take it, I'll send you to Guangzhao temple and let you shave and become a monk. You can't drink and eat meat for the rest of your life."

King Ning: "

You're cruel!

He knelt and kowtowed wrongly: "Wei minister is willing to take the post of secretary of Dali temple."

Sima fan finally smiled: "the official seal is here. Take it. The official clothes still need to be customized. I'll send it to you in two days."

King Ning stood up and took the official seal with both hands.

Sima fan pretended not to see his crying expression and calmly said, "after you take over Dali temple, remember to keep an eye on Wei Chen for me and don't let him be hurt."

"Who is Wei Chen?"

"There are all his materials in Dali temple. You can check them yourself."

"Oh."

Sima tired repeatedly told: "remember, don't let him die."

King Ning couldn't help asking, "who killed him?"

"It's not clear yet."

Rather king didn't ask again, holding the official seal and left.

When King Ning returned to the palace, Princess Ning quickly met him and asked, "is there anything urgent for the emperor to call you into the palace?"

King Ning dragged his fat body weighing 200 kg into the chair and said weakly, "Your Majesty asked me to take over the position of secretary of Dali temple."

Princess Ning opened her eyes: "Dali Temple secretary is a job to offend people!"

"I also know this job offends people, but I can't help it. The emperor has spoken, and I can't afford it."

Speaking of this, King Ning's heart became more and more sad. His happy days will never return!

Princess Ning comforted: "don't be sad, the emperor values your performance. You can do it well. We don't ask for merit, but for nothing wrong."

In the afternoon, King Ning went to Dali temple to check the files about Wei Chen.

The background of Wei Chen's life experience is clearly written in the file.

"He has a half sister named Jiang Weiwei..." King Ning touched his mellow second chin, thinking and talking to himself, "the name Jiang Weiwei sounds familiar. I seem to have heard of it somewhere..."