With nothing much happening in the prison for the time being, the warden prepared to leave the cells.
The main problem is that the prisoners in this cell are not people that a mere jailer like him can afford to offend.
Besides, the jailer just took a lot of silver and some jewelry from the second wife's family.
Although the lion's share of the silver still needs to be distributed, even a jailer like him can get a hundred or eighty taels.
For low-ranking officials like them, one hundred and eighty taels of silver was a considerable sum of income.
The jailer was secretly pleased with himself, preparing to leave the cell and divide the spoils.
But will Shen Yingying let them get away with it?
That's impossible.
"Hey, I'm talking to the jailer..."
Just as the jailer was happily anticipating his share of the silver, Shen Yingying's call of "Jailer" interrupted his thoughts.
The jailer was about to start cursing, but before she could even utter a word, she saw that the one who had called her jailer was actually Princess Consort Zhan.
He instantly swallowed back the curse words he was about to utter.
"Your Highness, what is it you wish to do for me?"
Warden, where is your superior?
"Um, I don't know. What do you need to ask our superior about?"
Is it convenient to talk about in small terms?
"Oh, it's nothing serious. I just wanted to ask your boss what they're having for lunch?"
meal? ……
The jailer was puzzled when he heard Shen Yingying ask what he wanted to eat.
What kind of food can you get in prison? Aside from thin porridge that reflects your image and flatbread that could kill someone, what other food is there?
this……
I don't know what kind of meal you and your superiors decided on for this little one.
Here, please ask around.
"Mmm, mmm, hurry up..."
Okay, I'll go right away.
As the jailer walked, he muttered to himself, "I've been working in this jail for so many years, has the food changed?"
Could it be that the 'current' (dog emperor) has had a change of heart and started increasing the food rations for the prisoners?
After thinking it over, the jailer shook his head, pursed his lips, and muttered under his breath, "Difficult..."
Because of his suspicions, the jailer didn't bother distributing the silver; instead, he went directly to his superior.
When he found his boss, he started questioning him.
"Hey boss, the food in our cell has gone up in price?"
When the prison warden asked him about the increase in food rations, the Vice Minister of Justice asked in bewilderment, "Food rations increased? Who paid for it?"
"Boss, the food rations haven't gone up? Well..."
Hey, hurry up and tell me.
When I was in the cell just now, Princess Zhan asked me when I would send her food.
When the Vice Minister of War heard about Princess Zhan, his mind went blank; how could he have forgotten about this?
If he forgets about this, wouldn't the Princess Consort of War tear down his entire prison cell?
So the Vice Minister of War said to the puzzled jailer, "Li Degui, did you search the other prisoners just now?"
Boss, the batch that just came in today has just been searched.
"That's good, that's good..."
Li Degui, take some of the silver you've seized and go to the restaurant to order meals for the Prince and Princess of War before their exile.
Remember, don't order too much fancy food; we can't afford to feed them.
"Okay, I understand. I'll take care of it right away."
Okay, go ahead. Everything else will remain the same, except for the meals for the War King and War Queen.
"Yes, boss."
As the jailer walked back to get the money to order food, he thought to himself: Damn, I thought the 'current' authorities had a change of heart, but it turns out we still have to pay out of our own pockets.
I thought prison food prices would go up. If prison food prices go up, then wouldn't ours as servants go up too?
The jailer sighed inwardly, thinking, "Damn it, I got all excited for nothing."
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