Wishful Things

She looked over at the person who walked in.

Elders in the clan?

How could those so-called elders of the clan who drove their mother and daughter out of Qingyunfang's house and avoided them, come to see her?

Could it be... something happened to her mother? !

"Speak quickly, don't delay too long." The jailer said to the middle-aged man.

"Yes, Master, just say a few words and leave..." While speaking, the man stuffed a piece of broken silver into the jailer's hand.

The jailer squeezed the money in his hand, gave a lukewarm "hmm", turned and left the cell.

Zhan Yunjiao, who got off the stone bed, looked at the middle-aged man in sight and frowned suspiciously.

Which elder in her clan is this?

Why did she feel like she had never seen it before?

On the contrary, it was the young man who looked like a servant...

The middle-aged man didn't approach her, but the young man walked over with the food box, put the food box on the moldy wooden table, and lowered his head to take out the food inside.

Those meals are delicious.

These aromas are familiar to Zhan Yunjiao after a long absence.

She walked over unconsciously.

But her attention was not on the mouth-watering meals at all, but on the side face of the young man with half-down eyes——

She stared at that face almost continuously.

"Who... are you?" She asked in a stiff voice when she came to the man.

In sight, the man slowly raised his head.

"Jiaojiao, it's me—"

Zhan Yunjiao's complexion changed drastically, her pupils shrank violently, and she opened her mouth in disbelief: "Big—"

The next moment, a big hand covered her mouth, blocking her next words.

The young man looked at her, shook his head slowly to her, with a hint in his eyes.

Zhan Yunjiao stared at the person in front of her without blinking, and then nodded in a daze.

The young man let go of his hand.

Zhan Yunjiao grabbed his sleeve: "Brother...is it really you?! Are you still alive?!"

"It's me." Zhan Yunzhu pulled her to sit down on the bench: "Jiaojiao, I came to see you and brought you your favorite dish."

Zhan Yunjiao was dragged by him to sit down, glanced at the food on the table, and after confirming that it was undoubtedly her own brother, she threw herself into his brother's arms and burst into tears.

Her brother is still alive!

still alive!

She cried loudly, and the middle-aged man raised his voice and sighed: "You child... who told you to go the wrong way, what's the use of crying now, if I knew it earlier, why did I do it in the first place!"

Hearing this, the jailer who was about to step forward to check didn't pay any more attention.

"Brother..." Zhan Yunjiao was almost crying, wiped her tears with her sleeve, and said with a sob: "Since you are still alive, why have you never returned home to see my mother and me? Where have you been these days?"

She really resented her brother for throwing himself into the river regardless of her and her mother, but when her brother suddenly came back from the dead and appeared in front of her, she still felt that the brother in front of her could still be her reliance.

Just like when I was a child.

"Jiaojiao, I have encountered some things, and I have unavoidable difficulties. Before the plan is successful, I still can't show people my original identity." Zhan Yunzhu said guiltily: "I have always been very worried about you and my mother, and I often ask people to inquire about you in secret—"

Zhan Yunjiao nodded immediately: "I knew... Big brother must have difficulties! He will never really ignore my mother and me!"

As he said that, the hand holding his elder brother's sleeve became tighter, and he said expectantly, "Brother, you are here to save me, right? You must have a way to take me out, right?"

"Jiaojiao, don't worry, I will definitely save you." Zhan Yunzhu looked at the girl in front of him who seemed to regard him as a life-saving straw, and said persuasively: "However, you have to listen to the elder brother."

"I'll listen!" Zhan Yunjiao nodded again and again: "I will do whatever my brother asks me to do!"

Zhan Yunzhu held her shoulder and said: "There is not much time, I will only say once, Jiaojiao, you must listen carefully."

"good……!"

Zhan Yunjiao swallowed her nervous saliva and tried her best to calm herself down so that she could remember her brother's next words clearly enough.

"..."

A few flying insects moved around the flames of the lantern on the stone wall, disturbing the already dim light of the fire in the prison.

...

The next day, when the sky was just beginning to shine, Ji Dong got up.

After washing up, he went to the study to read as usual. Recently, he was concentrating on studying a miscellaneous book that he collected by chance. The main idea was to teach people how to be a good and honest official and at the same time make some money.

The person who wrote this book must be in the same situation as him, so the writing is meticulous, and many methods are worth trying-although there are not many of them, but the legs of mosquitoes are also meat.

After studying carefully for half an hour, after Mr. Ji finished his breakfast, he went to the front yard to deal with business.

"That Zhan Yunjiao, is he still refusing to confess his accomplice?" Ji Dong looked at the official documents that need to be dealt with today, and asked the yamen servant who had reported to him before the case.

"This subordinate is about to discuss this matter with the lord—the lord doesn't know about it. Not long after the members of the Zhan clan left last night, this Zhan Yunjiao seems to have suddenly figured it out, saying that she will tell the truth that was not revealed before, and no longer hide anything."

Ji Dong was surprised.

Co-author last night, the elders of the Zhan family actually persuaded people to confess and be kind?

I deliberately sought out such connections as the Minister of the Ministry of War to persuade people, and look at their awareness, in comparison, shouldn't the person who picked up the gold leaves for himself feel ashamed and ashamed?

"What did she recruit?" Ji Dong hurriedly asked, "Why didn't you report such an important matter to me last night?"

The yamen servant replied: "My lord, she didn't confess anything last night. She only said that she would confront the person in court. I implore my lord to go up to the court to retry the case today. In the court, she will explain everything."

This woman made up her mind to confess in court, and since that was the case, it was useless for him to go to the adults in the middle of the night.

Although after being an official for a long time, few have thick hair, and they don't care about other adults, but their own adults' hair still needs their subordinates to feel sorry for.

Ji Dong frowned slightly because of thinking.

Why do you have to confront people in court?

Could it be that he was afraid that after secretly confessing the mastermind, he would fail to cover up that person?

Is this questioning his character?

Although thinking about it carefully, this really seems like something he can do...

After all, if he really confessed secretly and recruited someone with some power, then he wouldn't go directly to arrest him. In order to appear less arrogant and arrogant, he still had to say hello first.

And as soon as the greetings are made, the obstacles will increase, and things will easily become troublesome.

After Ji Dong summed it up, he immediately said: "Let's be promoted."

The people who confessed in court, the people are listening, and they can only be summoned for interrogation immediately - so it's not that he doesn't show face, it's also difficult for him to do it under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Mr. Ji, who wanted to make it difficult for himself, was quickly promoted.

Good evening, everybody.