Chapter 385: The Little Scholar in Disguise as a Man and the Amazing Emperor 42
As for the prime minister in the other car, he was not treated so well.
The people glared at him, pointed at him, and spat at him. They threw rotten eggs and rotten fish and shrimp at him, hitting him until his head was broken and bloody and his body was covered with a foul smell.
Even the guards escorting beside him showed disgust, covered their noses and avoided him, wishing they could escape to Lord He.
Such a sharp contrast in attitudes is enough to show how high a status Cha Jiu has reached in the hearts of the people, so they hate the prime minister who harmed Cha Jiu even more.
Amidst the insults and debris being thrown at him, the prime minister remained expressionless, closed his eyes and endured it, struggling to maintain his last bit of dignity.
After all, he was an important official of two dynasties.
This kind of character still exists.
Cha Jiu glanced at him with a half-smile, then looked away.
But when he arrived at the Dali Temple and entered the prison cell, the Prime Minister could no longer control his temper.
There is no other reason.
It’s just because the living conditions in the cell are so bad.
It was completely empty inside, without even a bed of dry grass.
The floor was full of uneven grooves, covered with moss and crawling with ants. It was damp and smelled bad. It made people feel numb just by stepping on it, let alone lying down to rest.
The prime minister refused to go in no matter what, but was pushed hard by the jailer behind him and fell to the dirty ground.
He quickly climbed up and clung to the wooden railing.
But he accidentally caught a glimpse of Cha Jiu's cell.
The skylight is wide open, the room is spacious and bright, and it is at the quietest end.
The large carved bed inside was covered with a thick mattress, and even the embroidery on the quilt was a tribute from Jiangnan this year.
Inside the room, there are desks, pens, ink, bronze mirrors, makeup boxes, and other daily necessities.
Where is this prison cell?
It's not worse than his villa!
The prime minister opened his eyes wide, grabbed the jailer tightly, and shouted in a low voice: "If you treat us differently like this, he will definitely not let you go if he makes a comeback in Japan!"
The prison officer brushed his hand away in disgust, laughing at his foolish talk and said, "It is His Majesty's intention to place you here. If you can make a comeback, I think it will be good if you can live a few more days!"
The cell was infested with ants, and the first few inmates who had lived here had all contracted a chronic pestilence, which eventually rotted away their bodies and caused them to die slowly and painfully.
Your Majesty has placed the Prime Minister here. I'm afraid he hates him so much that he won't give him a chance to make a comeback.
The prime minister, who had always been smart, also thought of this and suddenly turned pale and looked old.
On the other side, Chajiu was eating and drinking as usual.
Hot tea and snacks are available every day.
And when it was time to eat, someone from the palace would come and deliver meals to her. Every dish was warm and exactly to her liking.
No official business has been interrupted yet.
After such a few days in prison, Cha Jiu not only did not become thin and frail, but his complexion became rosy and he even gained some weight.
System: "...You are the first person in the world to be in prison. What should we do next?"
I can't stay in jail forever.
Moreover, according to its understanding, the old guys in the court have been insisting on advising in recent days to execute Cha Jiu for the crime of deceiving the emperor as a warning to the world.
Cha Jiu stood in front of the desk practicing calligraphy, looking calm and relaxed.
She has now maxed out Yelu Zongzheng's favorability and has a child, so the mission is finally completed perfectly.
It is not easy to get out of the current predicament
Use a puppet prop to stay in prison instead of yourself.
Or fake death.
Or he could use hypnosis to confuse the jailer and walk out of the Dali Temple with a clear conscience.
By then, I will give birth to a child, raise him to adulthood, and then I can leave my little world and complete my mission.
However, the bright yellow figure anxiously waiting in the Yangxin Palace appeared in front of Cha Jiu's eyes, and he hesitated for a moment.
"Let's take another look."
Cha Jiu said lightly.
I don't know whether this sentence is directed to the system or to myself.
At this time, the person who delivered the daily meals to the palace arrived.
Cha Jiu rolled up the words he had written and handed them to him: "Please pass them to His Majesty for me."
It is extremely unbecoming to present a letter to Your Majesty on behalf of a prisoner.
But neither the palace maid nor the jailer showed any surprise on their faces. Instead, they accepted the promise calmly.
As if this request was normal.
The calligraphy was sent to the palace at full speed.
At the same time, Yelu Zongzhen sat at the dinner table, unable to eat.
He wanted to visit Cha Jiu in prison, but he knew that doing so would only harm her and put her in the spotlight.
Therefore, he couldn't sleep at night and was in a turbulent mood. Today, he almost drew his sword in the court and chopped off the head of the old minister who slandered Cha Jiu.
Fortunately, Cha Le stopped it in time.
Eunuch Zhang was also very worried when he saw His Majesty's thin and haggard face, but there was nothing he could do.
I can only advise him: "Your Majesty, please use more. What if you overuse it and damage your health?"
At this moment, Xiao Shunzi walked into the hall with a happy face, holding a piece of calligraphy carefully in his hand, saying that it was something that Lord He wanted to pass on to Your Majesty.
Yelu Zongzheng immediately stood up, took it and opened it in two steps, his eagerness was obvious.
There was only one sentence on the paper.
——Watch the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk.
What's the next sentence?
Oh, I miss you when I walk and when I sit.
His little champion was thinking of him whenever he walked or sat!
Xiao Shunzi also said: "Master He also told you to eat well and take care of your health."
Just these few words and calligraphy instantly cheered up the gloomy emperor.
"She's right. I really need to take good care of myself."
Only in this way can we continue to plan for her!
Thinking of this, Yelu Zongzhen strode to the dining table and began to eat his rice in big mouthfuls, even eating two more bowls than usual.
Eunuch Zhang really didn't expect that Lord He's few words could have such great power!
It can instantly pull His Majesty's emotions that have fallen into hell back to the sky of bliss, and rekindle his dying and depressed heart.
This is better than a panacea!
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Three days later, things finally took a turn for the better.
At the morning court, Cha Le and Li Yuanlang presented a "Book of All People" to His Majesty, pleading for Cha Jiu.
This letter to all people contains signatures from the people who pleaded with the court to forgive Cha Jiu's crime of deceiving the emperor.
There are mixed marks of ink and blood.
Just because some people cannot write, they are willing to bite their fingers and use bloody fingerprints instead of signatures to add a little weight to this plea.
When this long book of all nations was unfolded, it actually spanned the entire hall, shocking the whole court.
Cha Le and a group of friendly ministers knelt down and begged Yelu Zongzheng to follow the will of the people and pardon Cha Jiu.
However, some powerful officials still insisted: "If this matter can be ignored, then future generations will be able to repeat the same mistakes and disregard the law."
As soon as these words were spoken, Yelu Zongzhen drew his sword on the spot and cut off a strand of hair on his shoulder, frightening all the court officials so much that they knelt down trembling.
All I heard was him saying coldly: "Since He Qing's crime must be paid for with her life, then I will cut off her hair to pay for her life. From now on, I will forgive you for deceiving the emperor."
The emperor's skin is given by heaven.
The weight of this hair loss is more than a life.
Even the lives of the nine clans are worth it!
The opponents dared not speak any more.
After this incident was reported, the people did not think that His Majesty was partial to his own people. Instead, they admired him even more as a wise and enlightened monarch who listened to the people's voices and had a keen eye.
Moreover, no one worries that making this exception will lead to damage to the law and imitation by future generations.
After all, not everyone can be like Lord He, who has extraordinary talent and a heart for the people, who can make the people willingly plead for him, and who can make His Majesty generously shave his head to save his life!
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