In the dark dungeon, the jailer, with a bucket in one hand and a teapot in the other, threw two yellow steamed buns in front of the prison door. The teapot poured water into the bowl with some defects, and poured some into it at will. Regardless of whether it was sprinkled or not, the jailer turned and left.

Dressed in prison clothes and dishevelled and unkempt, Minghe lay on the haystack and took a look at the Yellow steamed bread which was not stained with ash on the ground. The aroma was incomparable. He called out to the jailer, "stop, will you give me these?"

"No, if not, the prime minister would be rich? Now it's time for ordinary people to suffer as prisoners. " The jailer turned around and gave him a sharp blow.

Minghe was angry, but he had nothing to do.

He turned over and lay on his side, but he heard a woman talking. He looked up and looked up. He was dressed in white and even his hairpin was made of plain silver. He looked like a dutiful one. She came to see her, and the Prime Minister of Minghe got up immediately and angrily rebuked, "you are white. You think I'm dead. How can you dress like this?"

Knowing Shi didn't speak in a hurry. He took out the food from the plate. It was a delicate dish with meat, vegetables and wine. The smell of wine and meat seemed to make him return to the former Prime Minister of Ming Dynasty. In the heart just reluctantly good suffer a bit, think now what happened, can see own also only her, just the gas also dissipated a lot.

"Prime minister, eat it! The prime minister can't call you a few times, just call more to make you feel comfortable Knowing the chopsticks on the plate, Minghe came over, just picked up the chopsticks hesitated for a long time, understand the smile, "don't worry, there is no poison in it, although I am a girl, I can't be a wet dog. Now you look like this, what's the difference between killing you or not?"

When Minghe heard this, she was furious. Did she dare to talk to herself like this?

Throw the chopsticks, "don't forget who you are? How dare you talk to me like that

"I will not forget what I am, but the prime minister seems not to know my identity, not to mention that he has become a prisoner. What identity does he care about?" Understand the family ridicule.

Looking at the chopsticks on the ground, he said, "now you are not the prime minister who used to be a high-ranking prime minister. If you call me twice, you really take yourself seriously! If you don't cherish this meal, you will have to be a starving ghost. I advise you to be sober and not to be impulsive

Regardless of whether Minghe ate or not, the purpose of her coming is not to really care whether he has eaten or not.

Squatting on the ground, looking at Minghe, who is now in a mess and dirty, felt very happy in his heart, "on the first day of the first day of junior high school, all the people in the mansion have been caught and scattered. Now the house is empty, and the seventh aunt has run away. I discussed with the remaining aunts and planned to disperse and run for things. I don't know if you are pitiful or just deserve it. When I came to this point, I didn't even have a person who really looked at you. My aunt heard that I wanted to see you, and all of them avoided pestilence. Your daughters were not willing to be infected with a word. Oh

Minghe's face was extremely ugly, and he didn't care, "you know why I came to see you?"

No matter whether Minghe heard it or not, he seemed to be talking to himself. He seemed to think of the past, and suddenly looked ferocious. "I just want to see the retribution of your family, retribution!

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