The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

The cell where Yu Xingmian and Zhang Dingan were held requires passing through a secret door.

Lu Yao led a few people and turned left and right. Finally, he reached out and fiddled with a potted plant for a few times, and the secret door behind it slowly opened.

A deeper corridor suddenly appeared in front of them.

The air pressure here was much lower than outside. It was early morning and the sun was shining brightly. The cells on both sides of the corridor were filled with prisoners, but it was so quiet that not even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Jiang Yingcheng obediently let her Uncle Lu lead her, looking around curiously as she was led to the cell at the deepest part of the corridor.

At this point, the silent journey finally saw some changes.

Zhang Dingan saw Lu Yao and the little princess standing outside the door, and he took a few steps and walked up to the group of people.

After staying calm in the imperial prison for such a long time, he slowly recalled the strangeness of the whole incident.

When Lu Yao read out the contents of the letter in the court, he was too flustered and was brought here by the imperial guards without any resistance. But thinking about it now, he clearly remembered that he glanced at the official who received the letter while being escorted away, still standing behind the crowd, watching him being escorted out of Chongyun Palace with horror on his face.

If the Jinyiwei really had such solid evidence, why would they have detained only him here and let his accomplices go unpunished? !

Thinking of this, Zhang Dingan said in a deep voice: "Lord Lu, I have never done anything corrupt or unjust. If what you said in the court is true, I am willing to take the blame for not being strict with my subordinates. I hope you can help me. I want to see the emperor and plead my case."

Lu Yao sneered.

He had long expected this old fox to do this, and he had prepared for a difficult battle, but -

[Yeah?] Jiang Yingcheng turned his attention away from the cell next to him, and belatedly realized what the person opposite him had said, [You're still not convinced?!]

She sighed sincerely: [You are so stubborn...]

Several people in the corridor looked disdainful.

Who said no?

He looked guilty and about to faint in the court, and now that he has come to his senses, he wants to pretend that nothing happened?

There is no such good thing.

Jiang Yingcheng suddenly shook Lu Yao's arm twice: "Uncle Lu, who is imprisoned in here?"

Lu Yao, who was waiting for the little guy to make crazy revelations, was completely stunned.

The one who was enjoying the melon the most in the court was the little girl in front of him. Could she have forgotten what Zhang Dingan looked like so quickly?

"Your Highness, this is the former Minister of Works, Mr. Zhang Dingan." Lu Yao still responded cooperatively.

The little fellow drew out his voice and said "Oh~" in a sarcastic tone: "It's Lord Zhang Ding'an who was dragged out by the imperial guards like a puddle of mud this morning~"

She even emphasized the pronunciation of the four words "a pool of mud".

She turned her head with sparkling eyes, staring at Zhang Dingan, who was in the cell with a sullen face, and said crisply, "You are standing so straight now, Cheng Cheng almost didn't recognize you!"

Zhang Dingan: “…”

Lu Yao: “…”

Lechen and others: "..."

Everyone present was stunned by the taunt and couldn't recover for a long time. Jiang Yingcheng suddenly let go of Lu Yao's hand and ran to Le Chen and others who were carrying large and small bags. He searched inside and finally returned to the cell door with a paper bag in his hand.

"Hey~ This is for Lord Zhang~" She held onto the wooden bars of the cell with one hand and reached inside with the other hand with great effort.

Lu Yao was so frightened by the scene in front of him that his heart almost jumped out of his throat. He was afraid that Zhang Dingan would suddenly explode and do something harmful to the little guy.

Fortunately, Zhang Dingan just lowered his head in a daze and reached out to take the package: "What is it?"

Jiang Yingcheng pursed her lips and retreated to her Uncle Lu's side, then pulled her Uncle Lechen forward, and then replied with a sense of security: "It's meat buns~"

After a pause, she added in her mind: [Meat, meat buns to beat the dog~]

"Throwing meat buns at a dog?" A pleasant voice suddenly came from the cell inside Zhang Ding'an, almost overlapping with the little guy's thoughts.

The expressions of everyone present were stern, only Jiang Yingcheng's eyes suddenly burst into bright light.

[Tianjiao! It’s Chengcheng’s Tianjiao uncle ahhhh!!]

A tall figure slowly walked from the dark corner into the light, and the face carved by the blade gradually became clear.

Several years in prison did not reduce his arrogance at all, but made him calm and composed. However -

Lu Yao gnashed his teeth and said, "Yu Xingmian, you sneaked out again, right?"

This statement was even made in a declarative tone.

Yu Xingmian was wearing a well-tailored black uniform. The brand new fabric was spotless and it was incompatible with the atmosphere of the entire cell. It was obviously a piece of clothing that could not be any newer.

Yu Xingmian first looked at the little guy with interest, then turned his face cold and said impatiently to Lu Yao: "You came at the wrong time."

If Lu Yao still appeared only once every few months like before, he would not have noticed the problem with his clothes.

Lu Yao: “???”

Listen to what you say, is it human language?!

"Seven years ago, Lord Zhang Ding'an came to Beijing from a small border town for the first time and became a seventh-rank official in Beijing," Yu Xingmian ignored Lu Yao's vicious eyes and suddenly spoke, "At that time, the first person he visited in Beijing was Lord Zhuang Xuyao, who was only a fourth-rank official at the time."

Yu Xingmian ignored the stunned expressions of the people around him, lowered his head and lazily turned the ring on his finger twice: "At that time, this Lord Zhang should have wanted to be a good official, but Lord Zhuang always hated forming cliques for personal gain, so he directly rejected him."

"Then, by chance, he got together with Pan Chengbi."

"In his second year in Beijing, he was promoted to a higher rank for his meritorious service in exposing his colleagues for taking bribes."

"In the third year, he was promoted to the highest rank because he single-handedly destroyed a private salt smuggling den..."

Yu Xingmian's unhurried voice rang out slowly in the narrow space, clearly outlining Zhang Ding'an's career as an official. Then, when everyone's expressions became very solemn, he changed the subject -

"All the cannon fodder he used to get promoted were pawns abandoned by Pan Chengbi," he finally looked up and gave Zhang Dingan a mocking smile, "There were several officials who wanted these merits at the time, but none of them were as good at flattery as Lord Zhang."

Zhang Dingan was so frightened that he instinctively walked towards the cell where Yu Xingmian was. "What nonsense! How dare you, you vulgar boy - ah!!"

Yu Xingmian pulled Zhang Dingan's arm that was stretched into his cell, and after pulling him closer, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked him hard in the knee.

The look he gave from top to bottom was full of contempt.

"Rubbish."