My husband is pure and has few desires, but I gave birth to three children in a row

After putting down his meal, he knocked on the prison door with a clapper.

In the surrounding cells, there was no movement just now, but now everyone rushed to the door and reached out to grab the steamed bun.

After catching it, he stuffed it into his mouth as hard as he could.

He choked so much that his neck became stiff and his eyes rolled back.

Then he remembered to grab the bowl of water, took two gulps of it, and swallowed it desperately. Without even taking a deep breath, he stuffed the black bun into his mouth again.

Fu Zhiming glanced at him with disdain and took a few steps back.

Dogs wouldn't eat these things, so naturally he looks down on them.

The jailers have seen too many people like Fu Zhiming these days.

At the beginning, they all thought they could still get out, so they all had an arrogant look on their faces, looking down on everything.

But it doesn’t matter. In this prison, after enjoying the hospitality of their brothers, he will soon grow up.

Therefore, he did not take it seriously, but instead said to the person in the cell next to Fu Zhiming: "Since someone looks down on me, then I'll give it to you."

The man in the cell next to him, with disheveled hair and wearing only a tattered cotton jacket in such a cold winter weather, heard this.

Without saying a word, he snatched the black steamed bun and the bowl of water that belonged to Fu Zhiming.

Then he put the steamed bun and the water in his pocket, shrank into the corner farthest from Fu Zhiming, and began to chew it viciously.

Seeing Fu Zhiming looking at her, she vigilantly protected the steamed bun in her hand.

Fu Zhiming sneered: "Not even a dog would eat this kind of thing. Don't worry, no one will snatch it from you."

The man glanced at Fu Zhiming, with a bit of contempt, a bit of sympathy, and more of ridicule in his eyes.

It seems to be mocking Fu Zhiming for having no self-awareness.

Fu Zhiming miraculously understood the man's look.

He was immediately enraged, snorted coldly, and said to the jailer outside the door: "I'll give you money, get something edible."

The jailers looked at each other and said, look, here comes the fat sheep.

One of them smiled and said, "We want to eat good food here, but it's not cheap. Are you sure?"

Fu Zhiming nodded. How expensive could it be? Could it be more expensive than the food and wine at Deyue Tower?

He immediately took out a silver ingot from his sleeve pocket and threw it over: "Is it enough?"

The jailer took the silver ingot swiftly, put it to his lips and bit it, looked at the tooth mark, and then said with a smile: "These five taels of silver are enough for a meal of braised pork and rice."

Fu Zhiming frowned. Braised pork is greasy. Who would eat that?

Gritting his teeth, he threw out another ingot: "I want to eat the beggar's chicken from Deyue Tower and have a pot of golden osmanthus wine. Is that enough?"

Another jailer took the ingot and said with a smile, "That's enough beggar's chicken, but not enough golden osmanthus wine. You have to give me this amount more."

Fu Zhiming almost jumped up and down: "You might as well just rob them openly."

The jailer weighed the gold ingots in his hand, and his smile became strange: "Since you said we robbed you openly, it would seem unfair to you if we two brothers don't take one. So forget it, the beggar's chicken is gone."

After saying that, he put the silver in his arms and turned to leave.

Fu Zhiming was anxious: "No, my beggar's chicken——"

The jailer turned around and smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, now you are our beggar's chicken——"

The two jailers really did what they said. Not long after, they went to Deyue Tower, bought a beggar's chicken, and ordered two pots of golden osmanthus wine. They moved the table and sat opposite Fu Zhiming's cell.

They lit the brazier, each person had a pot of wine, and each person pulled out a chicken leg, and they started to feast in front of Fu Zhiming.

The brazier stirred up the aroma of wine and chicken, and the whole cell was filled with this fragrance.

The sound of swallowing saliva was heard everywhere.

Fu Zhiming hadn't had a drop of water since breakfast in the morning. When he smelled this, his stomach couldn't help but growl.

Fu Zhiming swallowed his saliva, tried hard to control himself from looking at the jailer, and closed his eyes.

But the smell is pervasive. The more you resist, the more it tempts you and makes you feel itchy inside.

Fu Zhiming had no patience and surrendered quickly.

He took out the last two silver ingots from his sleeve pocket and said, "Beggar's chicken, give me a beggar's chicken."

The two jailers smiled at each other and stepped forward to take the silver.

Not long after, the beggar's chicken was delivered.

Fu Zhiming had been hungry for half a day, so he took the beggar's chicken and started to eat it voraciously.

I just think this beggar chicken is the most delicious chicken I have ever eaten in my life.

After eating and burping, Fu Zhiming felt warm all over and took a nap leaning against the wall.

Seeing him like this, the jailer smiled slightly, took a sip of wine, and looked forward to tomorrow.

In just two days, Fu Zhiming had exchanged everything he had on him for food and drink except for his brocade robe.

On the first day, a beggar's chicken cost ten taels of silver.

The next day, he had to pay twenty taels of silver for a bowl of meat. For three meals a day, Fu Zhiming exchanged all the silver notes on him for food.

On the third day, the jade pendant and ring on his body were exchanged for a fish and a bowl of rice.

After three days, Liu Sisi, whom Fu Zhiming had been waiting for, still did not show up.

After being hungry for a day, Fu Zhiming could no longer bear it. He gritted his teeth and handed the longevity lock that every member of the Fu family had worn since birth to the jailer, asking him to deliver a message to Liu Sisi, asking her to find a way to save him.

The jailer weighed the longevity lock, which was made of red gold inlaid with rubies, with four words in the middle: "Live a Hundred Years". It was worth at least a hundred taels of silver.

He nodded with satisfaction, and came back in the afternoon while Fu Zhiming was eagerly waiting.

He told Fu Zhiming a bolt from the blue: "The Fu family was confiscated a long time ago. Your wife, Zhao, has accused you of colluding with the Third Prince and the Deqing Grand Duke, embezzling money and perverting the law to exploit the people."

"The evidence is irrefutable. His Majesty has agreed to allow Zhao to divorce you and your two children. As for the rest of your family, they have all been imprisoned. That concubine Sisi you mentioned is probably in the women's prison next door."

"If you can still come up with something good, I'd be willing to run errands for you."

As he spoke, he looked up and down greedily at the brocade robe on Fu Zhiming.

Fu Zhiming was stunned by the news, unable to believe it. "How could this happen? Why would Zhao come forward to sue me? How dare she divorce me? Zhao, is she going to die?"

The jailer chuckled, "The evidence of your collusion with the Third Prince and Empress Deqing is irrefutable. Now that the fate of the Third Prince and Empress Deqing is sealed, how much better can you possibly be? The fact that you're still safe is thanks to your first wife. She's produced a lot of evidence, like account books and lists."

"Right now, the people from the Three Departments are arresting people all over the capital based on this list. They really don't have time to interrogate you! Otherwise, how could you still stay here?"

Fu Zhiming's face changed drastically.

Thinking of the account books and lists he had hidden in the study, his legs suddenly went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

He muttered to himself: "It's over, it's all over——"