Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Because it was for the emperor's son, on the first day, Cui Bianxu went to the Prince of Hejian's mansion in person and asked Li Xiaogong to call out all the young ladies.

He checked the portraits one by one to confirm that everyone was still alive. He then asked the young ladies to write a letter on the spot. If some of them couldn't write, it was okay, they could have someone else write for them. The letter should contain some things that only they knew, and finally they would put their fingerprints on it.

In the end, I asked for silver, yes, silver.

Silver is not used as currency nowadays. You won’t see silver in ordinary people’s homes. At most, you will find some jewelry.

(The ratio of gold to silver was approximately 1:4, meaning one tael of gold equaled six guan of cash.)

Li Xiaogong rolled his eyes almost to the sky, but he could only pinch his nose and take out the silver.

On the second day, Cui Bianxu took the letters from the young ladies and the silver contributed by the Prince of Hejian, and gave silver to every household like a boy giving away money.

After receiving the silver and seeing their daughter's letters, there were also people to translate for those who were illiterate, and those families were comforted.

During this process, Cui Bianxu never made any promises about when their daughter would be able to leave the palace.

He couldn't guarantee it, and he wasn't sure whether His Majesty would allow these women who knew the inside story to leave the palace.

His Majesty is a man of both military and literary talents. Everyone says that His Majesty and Empress Wende were a young couple with a deep affection for each other. But from a man's perspective, if he really had such a good relationship with his first wife, how could he have taken in new people into the palace after his wife's death and even went to Luoyang for fun?

Of course, it was also because he had never sat in that position before, so he didn't know what the person sitting there was feeling.

If Jiang Shangxian knew about this, he would definitely give him a thumbs up. Erfeng is a good emperor, but she is not so good as a husband. His Concubine Yang...

The story of my flirting with my sister-in-law that I must tell

"That night, forget the past, untie the knots in your heart, and untie the knots in your clothes."

Tsk tsk tsk, Buddha said: It cannot be described.

After finishing these things, Cui Bianxu went to the Dali Temple Prison. He planned to meet Wu Sanniang.

Wu Sanniang, who had not washed and dressed up for several days, had long lost her former lively and graceful demeanor. However, it could be seen that although her hair was a little messy and a little dirty in some strands, she still tried her best to comb her hair neatly.

There were some unknown stains on her clothes. Although she was not severely tortured, she was still tortured. The scabbed scars could be seen on the exposed skin of Wu Sanniang.

I don't know how she managed to wipe off most of the makeup on her face, but some traces were still left, making her face look a little strange in color.

She sat quietly and calmly in the corner, staring blankly at the corner of the wall, with thick hay under her butt - all the hay in the cell had been pushed to the corner by her.

This was completely different from what his subordinates had reported to him before. He thought he would see a crying Wu Sanniang.

It seems that my curiosity will not be satisfied today.

"Sir, I'll take my leave first." The jailer took the key and turned the lock. The sound of the thick chain jingling was a bit harsh.

The chain was quite long and was dragged on the ground as he left. Finally, there was a slight change on Wu Sanniang's expressionless face.

For a dancer, this sound was too annoying.

"Mr. Cui is so cruel that he has left me here alone for these days." Wu Sanniang did not stand up. She just sat there, covering her face with her sleeves, as if she was crying softly.

Cui Bianxu had seen many shameless people in his life, but this was the first time he had seen a woman express herself in such a way at such a time. He watched Wu Sanniang's performance with some curiosity, and only asked after she had almost finished crying, "Why did you kill Jin Shiniang's daughter?"

According to his judgment, Jin Shiniang and Wu Sanniang should be in the same group.

"Master Cui, please don't say such horrifying words. I am just a weak woman. I don't even dare to kill a chicken, let alone kill a person." Wu Sanniang moved her sleeves down a little bit, revealing a pair of tearful eyes.

Everyone says that the eyes of an opera actor can express a thousand emotions. Now it seems that Wu Sanniang, a mere dancer, is no less capable.

(Liyuan Opera originated in the Sui Dynasty and was perfected during the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang. Liyuan Opera has all the functions of opera, including script, music, performance, singing and so on. In modern opera circles, it is also known as Liyuan Xing. Some people regard Emperor Xuanzong of Tang as the originator of opera.)

"Did your eyes cramp from crying?"

Cui Bianxu spoke like a gentleman who didn't know what seduction meant: "Aren't you a dancer? Why are you learning the opera tricks?"

Wu Sanniang choked, and the disgusting memory of being asked to identify the body that night came back to her.

She had always valued only her own life, and although she had many ideas and thoughts to harm others, she had never personally taken action. "Master Cui, please understand that my hands are not stained with a single drop of blood. If I tell a lie, I will never be able to turn over a new leaf in my life."

This curse was already considered top-tier in Wu Sanniang's mind. She was not at all wrong. She had never killed anyone with her own hands; they were all killed by others.

Unfortunately, Cui Bianxu, a straight man who doesn't believe in gods or Buddhas but only in fists, doesn't even believe his own oath, let alone her: "Feng Shiliang has been released, did you know?"

"Ah, is that so?" Wu Sanniang's face immediately showed surprise: "Then Cui Shaoqing, even Wenlinlang was released, is this right...?"

Cui Bianxu's mouth drooped. He just felt that this woman really loved to act. Not to mention that Feng Shiliang's cell was at the very back, the servants of the Feng family were also next to hers, next to hers, next to hers, next to hers...

So many people were released, Wu Sanniang must be deaf and blind to not know, right?

(According to the information, the Dali Temple Prison has separate prisons for the noble and the humble, and for men and women. Here I wrote that they are all imprisoned together. If you commit a crime and get caught after traveling through time, you can rest assured.)

"As for you, and the women with you, you are all exiled to Liangzhou. How is it? Are you happy?"

Wu Sanniang was quite a character. After a moment of shock, she immediately calmed down, her neck stiff, but her tone lacked the charm she had just said: "Exile to Liangzhou..."

These four words popped out of her mouth one by one. Before she could say anything else, the dancers and singers in the cell opposite could no longer hold back. They all leaned on the cell door and looked in Cui Bianxu's direction: "Master Cui, we have nothing to do with this matter. Please be clear, Master Cui. We saw it that day, we all saw it. It was Wu Sanniang who said..."

"How outrageous!" This is Cui Bianxu.

"Shut up!" This is Wu Sanniang.

The two spoke at the same time. Wu Sanniang suddenly looked up and looked at Cui Bianxu in surprise and doubt. She didn't understand. It was understandable that she stopped him from speaking, but what was his intention in stopping the testimony that was within his reach?

"Exiled to Liangzhou, as long as you're tough enough, you can still survive." Cui Bianxu looked at the women across from him and warned, "If you say the wrong thing, you might even lose your life."