And those few people were all the ones who spoke out loudly last night because of the ancestor's action, including the Confucian scholar who spoke first. They all looked pale at this moment.
Chen Kuang understood.
Someone is watching this cell!
There was no one in the cell, so the man must have been monitoring through the methods of a cultivator, but he had no way of getting specific details, perhaps like watching a silent surveillance camera.
Because although there was a person holding a steamed bun in his hand, he actually also said some harsh words last night.
The man only lip-synced without making any big movements and surprisingly survived.
Chen Kuang thought about it and thought that he might be implicated because of the steamed bun given to Madam Liang...
but,
Since Huo Hengxuan has been taken away, it shouldn't be this round.
The next interrogation may be the deadline.
According to the previous rules, the jailers took people away every morning and brought them back in the evening.
He only has twelve hours left!
He was a little hesitant at first, but now he doesn't have to, as someone has already made the decision for him.
Chen Kuang sighed, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the jailer in front of him.
The jailer was young and was startled when he was caught and started to scream.
But then he heard the blind musician pleading in a low voice: "Sir, am I going to die? It doesn't matter if I die, but I have an old mother and young children at home. Can you please help me?"
The jailer said impatiently: "Get out! What do you want to do? I tell you, we have rules..."
"May your Excellency walk within the Imperial City?"
The blind musician said quickly and sincerely, "When I was a musician, the Liang Emperor awarded me a pure gold cup. I also have two hundred taels of silver in savings, which I have hidden in my residence in the imperial city. I would like to ask you to bring some of it home to me."
The jailer was silent for a moment.
"Dong Da, what are you still doing?"
Suddenly, a colleague called out to him, "Hurry up and leave now that you've divided the work. If you delay for too long, you might get scolded by the sergeant!"
"Coming right up!"
The jailer turned around and his expression changed immediately:
"Go away, I'm very busy. I don't have time to care about your nonsense!"
"I also know that other musicians have hidden things, especially the Music Director. He is quite close to Emperor Liang and has a one-foot square glass box in his hand..."
"Where?"
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