To Hold One’s Joy

  Chapter 308 Someone Killed My Father

  Luo Dadu grabbed the meat bun and ate it bite by bite.

  The meals that Shenger sent over the past few days, meat buns, stewed meat, hot dishes, the dishes are all the same, only the soup has changed. Because of this, it was easy for him to notice the can of soup.

  If Sheng'er was implying that some of his meals were poisoned, he thought it was most likely in this pot of soup.

  The mice who smelled the scent came around as usual, scurrying around Governor Luo.

  Governor Luo was biting a steamed bun with a numb expression.

  The opened pot of pork belly soup seemed to be forgotten, and the aroma lingered in the dark and damp prison cell.

  Several mice were squeaked by the scent, and finally a particularly fat mouse couldn't help but threw the soup pot down.

  The milky white soup flowed out, and the fragrance became more intense.

  The fat mouse jumped directly into the flowing soup, and soon the other mice came over not to be outdone.

  Governor Luo suddenly came back to his senses and roared angrily, "Get out!"

   The rats who had gathered together to eat deliciously were reluctant to leave, but the moment Governor Luo took a bite of the steamed bun, these lawless little things gathered again.

   Dudu Luo was so angry that he cursed again and again.

  A jailer heard the movement and came over, and shouted impatiently, "What's the trouble?"

  Governor Luo gave the jailer a cold look, without saying a word.

The jailer couldn't help being happy when he saw the soup cans on the ground and the rats eating happily: "Have they been snatched by rats? Normally, these rats are more courageous than cats. If they come across a weak prisoner who has just been tortured, Dare to tear his flesh and blood—”

  As if someone had suddenly strangled his throat, the jailer's words stopped abruptly, his face became extremely ugly, and he pointed to the ground trembling.

   Governor Luo lowered his head, and saw the fattest mouse lying on the ground twitching.

   Then, the rats that snatched food fell down one by one.

  His expression changed instantly, and he stood up suddenly: "Toxic!"

  The jailer's eyes were wide open, his eye sockets were trembling, and he seemed unresponsive.

   Governor Luo threw himself on the fence, stretched out his hand through the gap and grabbed the guard's lapel: "Say, what's going on? Someone actually killed me!"

  The jailer woke up like a dream, and shouted in horror: "Impossible!"

   A strong force pushed the jailer away, accompanied by Governor Luo's angry shout: "Go and call your supervisors!"

   "Uh, uh..." The jailer completely forgot the contempt for Governor Luo just now, turned around and ran out.

  The head of the cell, that is, the prison guard who delivered food to Chief Governor Luo in the past few days, was tearing up the roast chicken and talking to Luo Sheng who had not yet left.

   "Miss Luo, today's roast chicken is so delicious, what's it called?"

  Looking at the jailer who was eating so much oil, Luo Sheng smiled sweetly: "Crispy roast chicken.

   "I heard it was made by the cook of your restaurant?"

  After eating the food that Luo Sheng sent these days, the cell boss had already inquired about it. It turned out that this girl Luo opened a restaurant on Qingxing Street.

   "Yes." Luo Sheng still smiled with a good temper.

   "Tsk tsk, that cook of yours is really good at cooking. I quite like pork knuckles."

  The sauced elbow must taste more fragrant than this roast chicken.

  Luo Sheng bent his lips: "Then I'll bring the elbow sauce tomorrow."

  The head of the prison is amused, the rumors in my heart are not credible, the daughter of Governor Luo is quite sensible.

   "Is my father okay today?"

  The prisoner spat out a chicken bone, and lazily said: "It's all right, eat a lot and sleep soundly."

  The little girl asks questions every day, such as whether she is eating well, sleeping soundly, and how she is feeling.

  He was tired of hearing it.

   "That's good. I'll go back first, and I'll deliver food to my father tomorrow, and I have to ask my elder brother to take care of my father."

   "Don't worry, don't worry." The jailer shook the chicken bone and waved his hand impatiently.

  Luo Sheng turned around carrying the empty food box, and walked forward step by step.

  The government officials responsible for leading the way followed closely behind.

  The leading yamen servant didn’t have this kind of patience at first, so he had patience after accepting more food from the little girl.

   Behind him, a panicked voice came: "Boss, something serious happened!"

  Luo Sheng paused, then turned around naturally.

  The jailer ran out panting, his face as if he had seen a ghost: "Poison, Governor Luo's food is poisonous—"

   "Speak clearly!" The cell boss's face suddenly changed.

  The little girl who had just taken two steps and then stopped rushed over and grabbed the jailer's skirt: "What do you mean? My father was poisoned?"

  The jailer was shaken speechless by the weak girl, and there was only one thought in his mind: he was dragged by Governor Luo just now, and his neck still hurts!

  The head of the cell was stunned by this sudden scene, and when he came to his senses, he saw Luo Sheng throw away the food box and run away crying.

  The most terrifying thing is that she was crying while running: "Zhao Shangshu, someone poisoned my father—"

  The cell boss froze again.

  The jailer finally came to his senses and yanked the head of the prison: "Boss, Ma, I'm in trouble!"

  The cell boss pushed the jailer away, and ran into the dungeon.

  Of course he knew he was in trouble!

  Zhao Shangshu and Qian Shangshu were scrambling for the last piece of elbow, when they vaguely heard the cry of a girl.

  Hey, the voice is very familiar, it seems to be Miss Luo.

   With such a distraction, the elbow was in Qian Shangshu's mouth.

   "Old money!" Zhao Shangshu was furious.

  Qian Shangshu chewed his elbow slowly, and kindly reminded: "Brother Zhao, I think I heard Miss Luo calling you, I guess you have something to do."

   Is it really Miss Luo?

   Zhao Shangshu couldn't care less about arguing, let go of the chopsticks and walked out.

   I saw a young girl running towards me like a whirlwind, and when she got close, she pulled his sleeve and cried, "Zhao Shangshu, my father has been poisoned!"

   "Poisoned, poisoned?" Zhao Shangshu was startled, his voice changed.

  The girl burst into tears: "Someone poisoned my father in the meal!"

   "Poison in the food?" Zhao Shangshu suddenly felt his stomach churn, his voice trembling, "How is the governor?"

  Luo Sheng blinked and cried even harder.

   Zhao Shangshu flicked his sleeves and rushed to the dungeon.

  Qian Shangshu walked out of the room, shaking his head slightly.

  Look, he said he was here to help, but Lao Zhao also said that there was no need for it, so this happened.

  Zhao Shangshu rushed to the prison cell, and saw the ashen-faced Governor Luo, and dead rats all over the place.

   As for the jailer, naturally ignore it.

   "Zhao Shangshu is here." Governor Luo gave Zhao Shangshu a serious look.

  Zhao Shangshu ran until his old leg was about to break, and he felt alive while holding on to the fence.

  Thank goodness, the governor is fine. Looking at Miss Luo like that, he thought he was poisoned to death!

   "Zhao Shangshu, what's going on?" Luo Dadu pointed to the dead rats on the ground, and said in a cold tone, "The emperor has not yet convicted me, but someone is eager to kill me. What is Zhao Shangshu going to do?"

  Zhao Shangshu was terrified, and said seriously: "I must report to the emperor."

  I have something to do on the weekend, and the update time tomorrow is uncertain, so let me tell you in advance.

  (end of this chapter)