Chapter 74 Don’t Blame Me

"What does it have to do with me? Don't accuse me unjustly!" Zheng Rongqing dropped his chopsticks, pointed at Zhao and cursed angrily.

Zhao Jiu's face instantly turned gloomy, and he smiled sullenly, "So the prince-in-law doesn't want to go with me? I have a bad memory. Princess, tell me...what are the consequences of disobeying the decree?"

The princess, who had just picked up a piece of meat with her chopsticks, was so frightened that she couldn't hold her chopsticks firmly. She dropped the chopsticks with the meat on the table with a "snap" sound, and said impatiently to Zheng Rongqing, "What's wrong with you just taking a trip? I already told you." It’s a question, what are you afraid of?”

Zheng Rongqing's excited reaction made the princess wonder whether Zheng Rongqing had killed the young marquis. They just asked questions, and it's not like they've already been convicted. What do you, a grown man, have to be afraid of? It's just two days in jail, life or death.

Zhao, who was standing nearby, saw the princess's reaction and sneered in his heart. It seems that this prince-in-law is not good enough. Even if he has no status, he is not good enough. It's just a trip to Zhao Prison. It's like going to the gate of hell. Why would you rather die than surrender?

"Let's go, the brothers are waiting outside the door. I don't want to call the brothers in..."

Next to her, Zheng Rongqing felt the princess's impatience and was already a little unbelievable. After hearing Zhao's threatening words, her emotions completely exploded. She stood up and shouted with a twisted expression, "Don't you think I'm easy to bully and you want me to take the blame?" I am a disciple of the Emperor and the Holy Son-in-law! How dare you arrest me without an imperial decree?"

"Ha" Zhao smiled disdainfully. He was born with the same background as a Jinshi, but he was also a disciple of the emperor? A son-in-law is a son-in-law. Do you really think of yourself as a person?

Without saying a word, the zhenqi was directly stirred up and left the body, causing Zheng Rongqing to take a few steps back and hit the wall. Before he could react, Zhao grabbed his neck and lifted him up. His feet were fluttering feebly off the ground, and he couldn't make a sound when his neck was strangled. He could only stare at Zhao Jiu resentfully and gnash his teeth.

Zhao threw it away casually, rolled it a few times, and landed in the rain on the stone steps.

"You ungrateful thing. Sneak back!" Zhao rubbed his hands, turned around and said with a smile, "Princess, please forgive me, I am also following orders."

The princess lowered her head and didn't even look at Zheng Rongqing. She just nodded and continued eating. Zhao didn't say anything when he saw this. He waved his hand and asked the Jin Yiwei at the bottom of the steps to take Zheng Rongqing back.

The group of people came and went in a hurry, dragging the lost Zheng Rongqing back to Zhao Prison. The jailer Baihu had been waiting at the door for a long time. When he saw Zhao, he came back and hurriedly ordered someone to come forward and pick up Zheng Rongqing. He smiled and said, "Master, thank you for your hard work? What should I do with this kid?"

Zhao patted the rain and mist on his official uniform. Behind him, Jiang Qianhu had already stepped forward to explain, "This bitch is so stubborn that he forced Mr. Zhao to do something by holding his neck. Isn't he really ignorant?"

"I understand, Sir, please rest. I'm going to sneak in now. If I don't let him enjoy the peace and happiness, he doesn't know where this place is!" As he said this, the warden waved his hand for protection and said in a cold voice, "I'll put him in the execution room for one night before we kill him." Kill his spirit!"

The two Xiaoqi knew this well and carried Zheng Rongqing to the execution room. Boy, you can enjoy it!

Jin Yiwei Zhao Prison is very particular about these things. If they were told to "be imprisoned for one night in the prison cell," that means they would do nothing in the torture cell. At most, they would be cold for one night or hot for one night, with food and drink. If you say "put in a cell for a night", it means that you will be flailed and handcuffed to the torture chamber. You will have nothing to drink or eat. You will be unable to lie down or stand up. You will have to lean against the wall all night. The next day, you will have a headache. Can't lift it up. It would be very difficult to be "locked in a torture cell for a night". His hands were tied behind his back to the wooden stake at the same level as his neck. He had no food or drink. He couldn't stand up straight or squat down. He could only half-hunch his waist with his hands behind his back. Half squatting. At the end of the night, I couldn't lift my hands, my legs were as soft as noodles and I couldn't straighten them up. Half of my life was gone for those who were slightly weak.

Zhao smiled with his hands behind his back and walked in. He couldn't help praising Jiang Qianhu and the prison guard Baihu for their understanding. He doesn't care what happens to Zheng Rongqing, since there are people watching, so he won't die. Besides, what's wrong with being more ruthless in taking personal revenge? It’s not Zhao’s fault.

After the people from Qianhusuo left, Zhao took out dozens of taels of silver and asked the errand boy to buy some wine and meat. He changed out of his official uniform and returned to the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

At midnight the next day, the sky was gray and raining, so Zhao held an umbrella and walked slowly towards Zhao Prison.

When they arrived at the check-in room, Yu Jielin and Qianhu Baihu Zongqi were chatting. When they saw Zhao, they came in. After greeting them, they sat down and chatted with teacups in their hands.

"Damn, that Jinxiu Cloth Shop, he just gave me fifty taels last night and wanted me to be accommodating. He's such a bastard. He must be beaten today."

"Ha ha ha ha."

After everyone chatted for a while, Zhao asked, "Is our Prince Consort still alive?"

"I'm still alive, but my feet are weak, hahaha." A Qianhu said with a smile, "I just untied the rope, I can't stand up, I can't hold the steamed buns, I'm much more honest!"

"Okay, let's eat first and then interrogate him later."

The group of people smiled and went to the kitchen to eat. After eating and drinking, it was already past half time. Zhao walked into the execution room with a few small flag captains. The captain brought a cup of tea to Zhao Jiu respectfully.

The two flags dragged Zheng Rongqing in and tied him up, then stepped aside and said, "Master, it's done."

"Okay." Zhao took a sip of tea and asked, "Zheng Rongqing, are you awake yet?"

The Zheng Rongqing in front of him had chapped lips, disheveled hair, and dull eyes, as if he didn't hear Zhao speak. He didn't react at all, just blinking, and his hands and legs were trembling. Regardless of his clothes, it would be impossible to tell whether he was a consort or a beggar.

Zhao frowned as he closed the tea cup, and turned his head to look at Xiao Qi standing next to him in confusion. Aren’t you warned many times not to go to death? What happened to Zheng Rongqing last night? Just one night passed, why did he look half-dead? I've spent all my money, but you still act like me?

The little flags looked at me and I looked at you. When they saw Zhao, they kept staring at him. They had to step forward and whispered, "My brothers just tied them up and didn't do anything! It's just that the dog howled all night." , life or death..."

Dry! Zhao turned around helplessly and asked, "Is there something wrong with this kid's brain? It will be over after just one night. We are all in the same group. Who are you calling for?" Why don't you just walk to Naihe Bridge by yourself?

Damn, I can’t play anymore!

He handed the tea cup to Xiao Qi, stepped forward and patted Zheng Rongqing's face, making him tremble. Ignoring his reaction, she pinched her face and whispered in her ear, "Kid, do you really think you can achieve something with just a little money? How can the officialdom be as simple as you think?"

Hearing this, Zheng Rongqing seemed to have figured something out, and kept shaking his head trying to get rid of Zhao Jiu's hand. But he was a weak scholar, and he had been tied up and hungry all night, so he didn't have the strength.

Seeing that he looked dissatisfied, Zhao lowered his voice and continued, "Let me tell you a truth, every injustice has its owner, and everything has to start from the source. Instead of looking for the person who took your money, you came to me instead." Embarrassing, stupid! If I don’t have a backer, why can’t I get rid of you? What does it mean that my backer is bigger than you?”

After saying this, Zheng Rongqing stopped moving and stared blankly ahead. He opened and closed his mouth and shouted all night long. His throat was mute and he couldn't speak. He could only moan and groan.

Zhao let go of his hand and patted his face, and said with a smile, "No matter when, before you can definitely kill someone, don't have other thoughts, learn to endure it, and wait quietly for the time to come. When the time comes, strike with one blow It’s fatal and makes others unable to recover forever.”

"I'll teach you another truth about officialdom. When you are an official, you have principles and rules. If you can't get it right once and for all, don't use cheap tricks. If you break the rules, it will be bad for everyone, including yourself. It's easy to get started, think about it It’s hard to finish!”

"Don't blame me. You make me very unhappy, so you have to suffer when I make you uncomfortable. I haven't had enough fun yet!"

After saying that, Zhao waved his hand and ignored Zheng Rongqing, who was shaking, his eyes dull, and his face looked decadent.

"Take him away and keep him healthy, keep an eye on him. We'll try him again tomorrow!"