Chapter 1031: The Grace of Not Killing
Fufeng City.
The weather outside could not be seen from inside the death row, so Wen Jiucheng could only estimate the time based on his intuition.
Every day, he would draw a horizontal bar on the wall with a hairpin.
When he drew the seventh bar, a smile appeared on his face.
He put the hairpin back into his bun, leaned over the window, stuck his head out and called out "Big Brother".
Fang Wujiu's head popped out from the window opposite.
When he saw the smile on Wen Jiucheng's face, he seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but laugh too.
"Today?"
Wen Jiucheng smiled and replied, "Yes, today."
Fang Wujiu asked again: "Are your injuries better?"
Wen Jiucheng: "Much better. It won't affect normal operations."
Fang Wujiu: "Well, that's good."
What these two people said was so incoherent that the people from Tianmen who were responsible for monitoring their conversation were completely confused. They couldn't understand what these two people were trying to say.
Yu Jiu, who was pretending to be the wife of the county magistrate, came in and asked, "Old Wu, how are they doing?"
A Tianmen man named Lao Wu stepped forward, clasped his hands together, bowed, and answered truthfully.
"They're still the same."
Yu Jiu walked to the wall and listened carefully. The people on the other side of the wall had stopped talking and he could not hear any sound.
He looked at Old Wu again and asked, "What did they talk about these two days?"
The reason why Yu Jiu imprisoned Fang Wujiu and Wen Jiucheng in the same place and left a window for them was to give them the opportunity to exchange information with each other, and Yu Jiu could obtain some useful information by monitoring their communication.
Old Wu repeated word for word the conversations between Fang Wujiu and Wen Jiucheng over the past two days.
When he finished the last sentence, Yu Jiu frowned.
Yu Jiu keenly noticed that Fang Wujiu and Wen Jiucheng seemed to be planning something in secret.
Yu Jiu asked someone to open the iron gate.
He walked in and finally stopped in front of the window of the cell where Wen Jiucheng was imprisoned.
Through the narrow window, he saw Wen Jiucheng in the cell.
At this time, Wen Jiucheng was sitting on the ground. His clothes had become wrinkled and a layer of light blue stubble had grown on his chin. He looked a little decadent, but in very good spirits.
When Wen Jiucheng heard the sound of the iron gate opening, he knew someone was coming in.
He raised his head slightly and noticed the person standing outside the window.
The two looked at each other.
Yu Jiu spoke first: "Are your injuries better?"
Wen Jiucheng laughed mockingly: "Thanks to you, it's not healed yet."
Yu Jiu: "I know a little bit about medicine, I can help you with the treatment."
Wen Jiucheng: "No, I'm afraid you will take the opportunity to kill me with the medicine."
This was actually a not-so-funny joke, but Yu Jiu laughed it off, and he seemed quite happy.
"If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't have waited until now. You are still useful to me."
Wen Jiucheng asked coldly, "Then I should thank you for not killing me?"
Yu Jiu gradually put away his smile: "I'm serious, there is no need for me to kill you, as long as you are obedient and don't cause trouble, I will let you go after we succeed."
Wen Jiucheng looked at him like a fool: "Do you think I will believe your lies?"
Yu Jiu sneered and said, "It's up to you whether you believe it or not. Anyway, I have made it clear. If you don't believe in it, you can give it a try. Anyway, your life is your own. How you want to mess with it is your own business. What does it have to do with me?"
Wen Jiucheng: "If that's the case, why did you come here to talk to us all this nonsense? Isn't it unnecessary?"
Yu Jiu stared at him gloomily.
Wen Jiucheng raised the corner of his mouth and smiled calmly.
At this time, Fang Wujiu, who was imprisoned in the cell opposite, suddenly spoke.
His voice sounded somewhat amused.
"Madam, instead of wasting your time here talking to us, why don't you go and see how your husband is doing? If you hurry up, maybe he can still be saved."
Yu Jiu suddenly turned around and cast a cold gaze towards Fang Wujiu.
Fang Wujiu stood in the cell, his hands in his sleeves, his smile as gentle as ever.
It seemed as if he was not in a death row but in his own home, feeling extremely comfortable.
His calm and composed appearance made Yu Jiu feel extremely irritated.
Yu Jiu sneered, "I originally wanted you to live peacefully until the last day, but now it seems that this is no longer necessary. Come, drag this ungrateful guy to the torture room. I will let him know what the consequences will be if he doesn't know how to behave!"
Old Wu pushed open the iron gate and walked in hurriedly.
He did not open the cell door as Yu Jiu instructed, but whispered to Yu Jiu.
"My Lord Ninth, someone in the palace just sent me a message saying that the county governor suddenly vomited blood and fainted, and he is dying!"
Yu Jiu's face changed when he heard this.
He subconsciously looked at Fang Wujiu in the cell.
Fang Wujiu still smiled gently: "I have already reminded you, if you are faster, maybe he can still be saved."
Yu Jiu gritted his teeth and said, "You are the ones who did something to Er!"
Fang Wujiu suddenly realized, "So the man pretending to be the county magistrate is named Yu Er."
Wen Jiucheng in another cell said, "That's not a very good name."
Yu Jiu didn't have time to argue with these two guys, so he spoke to Old Wu with a gloomy face.
"Keep an eye on these two people. Don't give them any food or water, and don't let anyone else step into this place before I come back!"
Old Wu quickly responded, "Yes."
Yu Jiu left the death cell in a hurry.
Hearing the clang of the iron door closing again, Fang Wujiu and Wen Jiucheng smiled at the same time.
The atmosphere in the county governor's mansion was very tense.
When Yu Jiu, who was disguised as the county magistrate's wife, walked quickly to the bedroom door, she happened to see the court doctor shaking his head at the housekeeper and said helplessly.
"Please forgive my lack of knowledge and ability to cure the county magistrate."
Yu Jiu walked into the bedroom with the help of the maid.
When the housekeeper and the court doctor saw the county magistrate's wife coming, they immediately stopped talking and greeted her respectfully.
The butler explained in a low voice.
"Just now, the county magistrate was handling official business when he suddenly vomited blood and fainted. We quickly carried him here and asked the court doctor to come and treat him, but the court doctor was unable to do anything."
When he said the last sentence, the butler's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, and his eyes were a little red.
Yu Jiu walked straight to the bed and saw Jian Shujie lying on the bed, dying.
Yu Er, who was pretending to be Jian Shujie, was in great pain at this time.
His face was gray, his lips were purple, his pupils were constricted, and his expression was slightly ferocious.
When he saw Yu Jiu coming, he immediately stretched out his trembling right hand, grabbed Yu Jiu's sleeve, and uttered two words with difficulty.
"Save... me..."
(End of this chapter)
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