How to Routine Mrs. into the Bed

"Are you stupid!" Nan Ximu finally regained consciousness a little bit, and slapped Huang Li on Huang Li's stomach, which was hurting. Don't be so cruel to yourself!And Nan Ximu said eloquently: "An accident happened to Su Zhu, what if it is the crime of copying and beheading all the family members? You and I are from the Su family, and people like my little mother are almost severed from me! Why am I so nervous? Su Zhu, of course he is afraid of death!"

"But you called my uncle 'Xianggong' so affectionately in the public, you didn't see everyone's expressions, I felt the urge to laugh to death!" Huang Li refused to let go and continued to tease Nan Xingmu's rhetoric, sour She began to be jealous of Nan Hemu, "Also, don't you think that you are so lively just after you married in for a few days? I must have been locked up in Nanfu for five years, but I have never seen the young lady make any radical remarks and Rich expressions, your face has been stiff these days!"

"Ah? Do I have it?" Nan Ximu put his hands on his face, touching his cheeks that were a little annoyed by being rejected, feeling a little hot, but carefully recalling that the most frequently spoken word these days is "Su Zhu" , It seems that I haven't said so many words for a long time...

In the prison, Su Zhu was lying on the wooden door and watching the jailer put a pile of meat and wine on the table, ready to drink, but he saw that the prisoners with slightly healthy limbs were bleeding, lying on the door and watching them. gourmet food.The jailer yelled and the prisoners ran away in panic. Only Su Zhu waved to the others, took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and put it in the jailer's hand, smiling apologetically, "Brother, can you give me this kindness?" Can you give me a taste of altar wine?"

"You want to exchange a piece of silver for a jar of good wine?" The man weighed the silver in his hand, looked at Su Zhu with disdain, Su Zhu laughed and beckoned the man to approach, and stuffed the sachet hanging on his waist to the man, He pinched his hand vigorously, the man cast his eyes down, put away the sachet and stuffed it into his bosom, turned around and exchanged his hands for five ingots of silver, walked towards the rest of the jailers with a smile, explained the situation and distributed the silver, impatiently Send the wine to Su Zhu's prison.

"Three quarters of the unitary hour." The man reminded in a low voice, Su Zhu nodded and took the wine jar, sat in the corner with peace of mind and waited for his plan.

Just after the third quarter of the unitary hour, all the jailers were still intoxicated by the fine wine at noon. When they realized that they were surrounded by flames, they all ran out of the prison door in a panic regardless of the wailing of the prisoners. The fire was fierce, and everyone ran out to look back. , the red clouds reflecting the sky are like a grand wedding banquet, and the black smoke billows into the sky, and the deadly color can be seen from the palace.

"It's such a big fire!" Su Zhu was waiting for the signal, until the whistle sounded, he immediately stood up and kicked open the prison door, holding the wine jar and walking towards the end of the prison, all the wine in the jar was spilled on the old man The old man was so tortured that he couldn't see his shape, and looked at Su Zhu with cloudy eyes, "Young man, where are you taking me!"

"Master Fang, I'm here to save you! I've already arranged for the corpse, so hurry up and go out with him!" Su Zhu told Mr. Fang to push to a man in black, and he took the official knife under his feet to chop all the way to the head. All the locks of the prison doors were broken, and they shouted: "Go! Go! Or you will be burned to death!"

People are always extremely restless in the face of death, and they all have the instinct to survive, even if they are crawling, they have to crawl out.

Seeing the crowd crawling and walking, Su Zhu hurriedly asked the rest of the people to throw the violently dead guest into the fire, throwing down a bottle of strong oil and burning it immediately, like a fire stick, Su Zhu bent over while covering his face Waist quickly ran out of the prison.

The fire lasted for more than an hour, and the prison of Dali Temple was completely burned by the south wind. Except for the difficulty in distinguishing the fire sticks from the corpses, there were only prisoners with black faces.

"My lord, the palace sent people here..." The guard whispered in Qin Wenhua's ear. Qin Wenhua was working in Dali Temple at the time. He wanted to fetch water, but the jailer thought that they were just dying people, and it didn't matter whether they could be rescued or not, so he was lazy and let the fire spread.

"Who sent them here?" Qin Wenhua gritted his teeth with cracked eyes, how did such a thing happen!Moreover, after burning so many people to death, I probably won't be able to protect my title as the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and my father may be implicated by me.But seeing Su Zhu sitting on the side drinking clear water and wiping the stains on his face, Qin Wenhua couldn't figure out the indescribable comfort.

"Sanggong!" As soon as Nan Ximu arrived home, he was informed by Aoki who went out to inquire about the news. The prison was on fire and the fire was fierce. Su Zhu was still trapped inside. Nan Ximu only felt that there was a thunderbolt from the blue sky.Without even drinking water, Huangli pushed herself to the prison.

Everyone is busy fighting the fire at this time, no one has the heart to stop Nanximu, Nanximu just came in so easily, seeing the black smoke is a bit like the fire burning the kitchen a few days ago, and Su Zhu sat on the tree exhausted down, drinking water.

"Miss? Why are you here!" Nan Ximu's plan was only half successful. He rescued Mr. Fang, but he was dead before the forensic doctor identified him. The prime minister ignored so many innocent people in order to let an old minister die unexpectedly. , Qin Qiao, these things will come to you sooner or later!

"I heard from Aoki that there was a fire here. This is not to see if you are dead, so that I will become a widow. First let me say yes, I will not be a widow for you!" Let go of the hanging heart, took out the handkerchief and wiped the black ash on Su Zhu's face.

"The one here is the prince's companion, Mr. Zhang!"

"Why is it him? Isn't he guarding those books in the study!" Qin Wenhua was shocked when he heard the name of Elder Zhang. He is a full-fledged senior, even the emperor wants to let him three points, now the emperor sent him here, presumably Mr. Zhang himself is willing to investigate.

"I heard that Mr. Zhang was reading in the study and then he felt bored, so he went to the palace to play chess with the emperor. This game of chess was played until he heard the news of the fire. That's why he came here! Moreover," the guard glanced at the surroundings in a low voice, "Mr. Fang I used to be a student of Mr. Zhang, so I can't move unless it is absolutely necessary!"

"Hurry up and send someone to see if Mr. Fang's body is in prison! I'll go see him!" Qin Wenhua walked away angrily, but didn't notice Su Zhu's meaningful smile, and was caught by Nan Xi the next second. Mu's hand rubbed his face sorely.

The Secretary of the Ministry of Justice came to the scene in person, first interrogated Su Zhu, who was alive and kicking, and acquitted him. There is no evidence of any remains.

Nan Ximu finally watched Su Zhu being watched by the doctor, and found that there was nothing serious, immediately put away his concerned face, and let Huang Li push him back to the house nonchalantly, thinking about what he should do tomorrow to make Su Zhu Continue to divorce her.

In the study, Su Zhu sat on the window frame and looked at the swaying branches of Albizia juliensis, holding a glass of sake in his hand, looking at the crescent moon in the middle of the leaves. .

This kind of scheming is the only one who is willing to take the risk and bet on the life of the old man above, but the lives of those who were unfortunately burned to death in the prison, these lives should be hung on Qin Qiao's head, life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky , the life of a small person is like a mustard, burning all the weeds, just for more weeds in the coming year.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high and the night is murderous." Su Zhu put down his wine glass, picked a silk juniper flower and pinched it between his fingers. It was a pink umbrella-shaped flower, and he could see his murderous and slightly scarlet eyes through the gap.

Yes, killing people is nothing more than nodding their heads.

Su Zhu looked at a man lying on his back on the narrow alley, his hands were steady, precise, and ruthless, so that the blood didn't seep out at all, the man in black wiped the short sword in his hand, and folded the sword into his waist , stood behind Su Zhu respectfully.

"Send it to Qingxiang Tower."

"Yes!"