Daming: I really don’t want to be an emperor!

The face value of this silver note is not small, a full one hundred taels.

Zhu Yunwen's hands were trembling as he slowly handed the silver note to the jailer. His eyes were full of expectation and pleading, as if he had placed all his hopes on this piece of paper.

Zhu Yunwen was not a stupid person. He understood that in this situation, money was often the most effective tool. Although Zhu Yunwen felt ashamed of this behavior deep in his heart, he had to take such measures in order to survive.

The jailer took the banknote and his eyes fell on the number on it. He couldn't help swallowing. His heart beat faster and a strong desire surged in his heart.

A full one hundred taels of silver!

For an ordinary prison guard, this is an astronomical figure.

He could only get a meager salary of one tael and seven cents of silver every month, but the silver notes in his hand now were enough to change his life.

However, the jailer took a deep breath and tried hard to restrain his inner impulse. He knew clearly that if he accepted the money, it would mean that he would have to bear the corresponding responsibility, but he really could not complete the task entrusted by Zhu Yunwen.

“I can’t do it, I really can’t do it…If you take money from someone, you have to help them get rid of the disaster. This is my moral bottom line. If I accept your money, I must help you get this done.

But I really can't do anything about this matter. If you just want me to buy you some good wine and food, I can still help you, but you asked me to pass a message to His Majesty.

That is harder than ascending to heaven. I am just a small jailer. How can I be qualified to see His Majesty? I cannot accept this." The jailer shook his head and said.

The jailer held the banknote tightly in his hand and finally decided to return it to Zhu Yunwen. Although he felt a little reluctant, he understood that sometimes sticking to principles is more important than temporary interests.

The jailer looked at the silver note in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then handed it back to Zhu Yunwen.

Zhu Yunwen frowned and asked unwillingly, "Why? This is my reward for you."

The jailer explained helplessly, "I am just a small jailer. I am not capable of doing such a thing. Besides, I am not qualified to see His Majesty."

After hearing this, Zhu Yunwen felt a sense of loss, but he did not give up. Zhu Yunwen thought about it and spoke again.

"Then... then help me deliver the message to the East Palace and go find my brother Zhu Yunwen. Tell him to go find His Majesty."

When the jailer heard this, he had an idea. It seemed that it was not a difficult task to go to the East Palace to deliver a message, but he soon remembered something and showed hesitation on his face.

"But there seems to be a plague in the East Palace. There..."

Zhu Yunwen interrupted him immediately, "Go find my brother, he will give you another 200 taels of silver! Just pass on the message, you can get a total of 300 taels of silver!"

Three hundred taels!

The jailer's eyes widened, and his heart was filled with emotion. This amount of money was not a small sum for him, and it would allow him and his family to live a better life.

He couldn't help swallowing and his heart began to waver.

"I...I...will they really give me another two hundred taels?" The jailer widened his eyes, his face full of astonishment, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

The jailer's lips trembled slightly and his eyes were fixed on Zhu Yunwen, as if he was trying to find a hint of a joke or deception on his face.

Zhu Yunwen nodded vigorously, looking at the jailer with a firm and sincere look, "Yes, I will! If you can meet Princess Jiangdu, tell her too. She is your Majesty's sister. If she is willing to help, your Majesty will definitely come. As long as I can get out, there will be more rewards waiting for you in the future. I will promote you to be the head of the prison."

In order to regain his freedom, Zhu Yunwen spared no effort and made every possible means and promise. He was well aware of the temptation of money and power, and hoped to impress the jailer in this way.

The jailer was hesitant and in a dilemma. On the one hand, he was moved by Zhu Yunwen's promise, but on the other hand, there was a plague in the East Palace.

However, faced with such tempting benefits, he finally gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay, I'll try, but I can only promise to help you pass on the message. As for whether His Majesty will come or not, I can't guarantee it."

Zhu Yunwen nodded repeatedly, with a hint of joy in his eyes, "Okay, okay, as long as you can convey my words."

"Then I'll go." The jailer took a deep breath, took the silver note from Zhu Yunwen again, and then turned and left.

If a person dies, a bird will look up to the sky, and he will not die for tens of thousands of years.

Zhu Yunwen looked at the jailer's departing back and prayed silently in his heart that Zhu Yunhuan would come to see him.

The jailer disappeared into the darkness, leaving Zhu Yunwen alone in the cell, waiting for the verdict of fate.

Zhu Yunwen didn't think about it, and just after being imprisoned, he was thinking about finding connections to get away with the crime. Isn't this just trying to cover up one's own fault?

At this time, Zhu Yunhuan was reading the latest news sent by the Jinyiwei.

"Otomo, do you think I should give Uncle Seven a new fief to put an end to his ambitions?"

Zhu Yunhuan looked at the map hanging on the wall next to him, considering where to re-elect his seventh uncle.

"Your Majesty, please consider it." Hao Youqian said.

Zhu Yunhuan looked at the map and said, "Remember this. When Uncle Seven gets into trouble, demote him to the coast of Fujian to fish. Oh, and don't let him eat fish."

"Yes." Hao Youqian took note.

At this time, a eunuch came in and whispered something in Hao Youqian's ear. Zhu Yunhuan was looking at the map and didn't pay attention. When Zhu Yunhuan turned around, he saw him preparing to leave.

"What's wrong, Otomo, is there any new news?" Zhu Yunxun asked.

Hao Youqian said unhappily, "Your Majesty, the Jinyiwei who brought the news of the death are outside seeking to see you."

Every time this guy came, Zhu Yunhuan would get angry.

"Huh?" Zhu Yunhuan hadn't yet figured out what the Jinyiwei meant by announcing a death.

"It is said that there has been progress in the spread of the plague. Someone from the Taoist sect reported it and provided evidence."