Chapter 101: Gao Lan's self-help

Fang Bao was choked off by Meng Qiqi, so he turned around and ignored her. After a while, he couldn't hold back again: "What did he do with you just now?"
Meng Hao glanced at him, slowly said: "It has nothing to do with you."
Fang Bao put his hands on his chest and said righteously: "We are somehow a grasshopper on a boat, should you tell me?"
"Why should I tell you?" Meng Eju's gaze looked from the top to the bottom, and a cold grunt from the tip of his nose: "If you are a murderer, I tell you that I really have to ventilate you?"
"..." Fang Bao felt a little choked by her chest with a few words.
Whoever is beautiful is gentle and considerate, he sees that Meng Emei is beautiful, but his mouth is more powerful than his face! But back then, how did he seem to have seen that grandson...
Fang Baomo thought with his chin, and squatted to the corner.
Sheng Jiayan made a good statement. At night, the people at Yamen released Meng Eqi. Listening to Mo Chunfeng mentioning Zhao Hu going to Nie Xin to testify, incidentally he also proved Meng Eqi's proof of poor martial arts.
At the time, Lin Gaoshan also personally defended Meng Wanqi for her: "Meng Meng, the girl, I don't dare to kill her. She might not even dare to kill the chicken. Since I knew her, I looked at it Counsel, how could you kill someone?"
Mrs. Lin echoed on the side: "Yeah, if she really points to kill martial arts, then why was she kidnapped last time and chased by the gang to run over the mountains?"
Even Lin Jingxing took his back seriously, pretending to be old-fashioned: "If you were killed by Brother Mo, I might still believe it. If it was Sister Meng, it would be too ridiculous."
Meng Wanqi knew that the Lins' family trusted her so much, and moved to tears while roaring in the bottom of her heart.
I don’t dare to kill, but what does it mean? ? I thank you all! ?
In short, Meng Hao walked out of the jail of the Yamen unscathed, leaving Fang Bao's envious eyes behind him and swaying out.
Meng Eqi at the Day of Reunion returned to Gaoyuan Xiyuan, and Lin Gaoshan's family was also preparing to catch her wind and dust.
Meng Wanqi looked at the brazier in front of him. Mo Chunfeng and Lin Jingxing were patting her with grapefruit leaves. Lin's couple looked at her with hope.
"Do you... want to have a picnic?" She strode and looked at the crowd.
"Stupid boy!" Mrs. Lin laughed and scolded: "The sudden prison plague is too sullen, across the brazier to get sullied, the grapefruit leaves are out of luck."
"Ah?" Meng Wanqi stunned. She looked back to see that Sheng Jiayan's face was pale, and there was no meaning to stop it.
Meng 萋 looked again at the few guys who stood around her and encouraged her to cross the brazier. After hesitating for a long time, she finally dared to cross the brazier, and immediately got a thunderous applause.
At the same time, cheers who were watching the third episode of Yan Mengpo’s life also burst into cheers.
Of course, these Mengqiyu are inaudible.
The three of the Lin family swarmed up with the grapefruit leaves after she crossed the brazier, flapping all the way from the top of her head to the instep, swinging left and right like a jumping god, the scene was really weird.
At this moment, laughter suddenly sounded behind him, and everyone turned around and found that Fang Bao had been dressed neatly, and his body was inlaid with gold and jade. The emerald finger on his thumb jumped from the green shadow illuminated by fire. He opened the folding fan: "You are so lively."
Sheng Jiayan raised her eyebrows, a disgusted expression of ‘why are you again’.
Meng Yuqi was quite surprised: "How come you came out so quickly?"
Fang Bao walked across the brazier: "Of course, why can't you come out? You can't come out? People are not killed by the grandfather." Then he pulled Lin Jingxing: "Quickly, give your cousin me too Tap and tap, and go to get angry."
Lin Jingxing turned away and ran away. Fang Bao rolled up his sleeves to catch up.
Xiyuan is extraordinary.
Meng Haoqi looked up at the starry night sky, and only thought it was an excellent night tonight.
There was a shadow passing by the Chuihua Gate, and Sheng Jiayan swept a cold look slightly, but there was no one behind the door.
...
In the dark and damp dungeon, the rat ants walked. The water droplets landed on the sticky ground and wet the dirty and messy straw for another minute.
Gao Lan shrank in the corner, her hair was dull, her face was dull and dull, and her gray-faced woman no longer had the arrogance of Gao Fu's sister that day. She stared at the eyes and stared at a dead mouse on the ground for a long time, wondering what she was thinking.
There was some muddy water in a broken bowl in front of her.
The dungeon is slightly different from Guan Mengqi's and Fang Bao's. The environment in the dungeon is extremely poor, the guards are rude, and the meals are not served on time. There are often people here who will never be released. When Gao Lan was just caught in, there was a mad woman with her.
The woman was hungry one day and grabbed a mouse and took a bite. Then, within half a day, she foamed up and died.
Gao Lan remembered that when the group of officials sent in to carry the woman's body, the disgust on the face was as if they were looking at them just like the mice in these prisons.
It's all the same, humble and lowly.
The water in the bowl in front of Gao Lan shook, and the sound of the chain unlocked from the door of the dungeon.
"Hurry up, time is not waiting for you, Mrs. Gao." The official was impatient and weighed the rich silver in his hand, and made his eyes wink at the two subordinates.
Mrs. Gao smiled: "Thank you, Grandpa."
Then she carried the skirt and entered the dungeon with two maids.
Once in the dungeon, the damp, rotten smell rushed into the nostrils, and Mrs. Gao covered her lips and almost vomited.
Was her Gaolan locked up in such a place for three days? ?
Mrs. Gao had a mixed taste in her heart, and she calmed down as much as possible.
"Mother!?" Gao Lan heard a familiar voice, and a few bright colors appeared again in her empty eyes. She kneeled to the door and grabbed the wooden fence: "Mother, are you coming to see me?"
Mrs. Gao quickly walked over and saw that her daughter, who was so bright and beautiful, was gray and scalded, and her hair was already scattered, not as good as the beggar outside. Mrs. Gao first cried out: "Lan'er, the mother is late."
Gao Lan grabbed Mrs. Gao's hand tightly and cried out with her sadly: "Mother, help me out soon. I don't want to stay here anymore, it's terrible here, everybody is dead. They don't give Lan I eat, and Lan'er killed people, and I will never be able to get out. I really can't stand it, mother, you save me."
Does Mrs. Gao know the pain in her daughter's heart? But this time it was the officials of the Dali Temple in Beijing who followed up on this matter. Rao Shi Gaoxian and Mrs. Gao tried their best to get Gao Lan out, but it didn't help. It seemed that this time Mrs. Gao could come to see Gao Lan, and she didn't know how much money she spent. In the weekdays, she and Gao Xian's savings were folded in half, only in exchange for a short chance to meet today. Gao Xian had written this matter as a secret letter two days ago and sent it to Beijing. He wanted to ask the crown prince for help, but the East Palace hasn't expressed its position until now. I am afraid that the pros and cons are also weighed, and Zhao Fei must have put pressure on the palace.
The people of the Zhao family are afraid of being cruel.
Of course she didn’t dare to talk to her daughter, but only appeased:
Your father is already thinking of a way, don’t worry. Soon, soon you will be able to go out.

Gao Lan wiped her tears and nodded sadly. She knew she had little hope. Suddenly she remembered something and raised her eyes again: "Mother, does Master Sheng know?"
Speaking of this grandson, Mrs. Gao got angry: "What else do you mention about him? How did you want to get you when he had that Meng girl beside him?? Or did you have such a heart."
Mrs. Gao hated it, she originally designed it to make Meng Eqi also taste the taste of staying in a jail. Who knew that Master Sheng had such a great ability to rescue her in just one day.
Meng Mengqi hates not to feel more about the suffering of his daughter.
Gao Lan shook his head, and he still did not give up on Sheng Jiayan: "Mother, I want to tell you something. After listening, you must discuss with your father. You can help me find Sheng Gongzi directly."
"What's the matter?" Mrs. Gao looked at her suspiciously.
Gao Lan's eyes seemed to be igniting gradually, and her dead heart recovered a little bit: "I suspect... Sheng Gongzi is the one in power in Beijing. There are a few surnamed Sheng, not to mention that posture. The daughter will remember correctly! The mother only needs to go to my room and show him Pei Yu from the second floor under my makeup box, and he will know it is me."
"That's the truth!?" Mrs. Gao was so surprised that she looked at her daughter's so determined look, and she didn't seem to be lying, let alone a token.
"It's true!" Gao Lan said anxiously: "Mother, if he is really the one in the capital who is above 10,000 people, you can go and ask him. As long as he opens the mouth, go to Who would dare to embarrass my daughter again?"
The only person in power in the capital is the Regent. Is it really difficult for Mrs. Gao to imagine that the distinguished Regent is staying in one of their high houses? If this is the case, it is indeed a good way to save Laner.
But unlike what Gao Lan had envisaged, Mrs. Gao had another scheme coming out of her heart.
She temporarily calmed her daughter: "You can rest assured that your mother will help you wear jade to him."
The two were reluctant, and the official mission finally came to urge Mrs. Gao to leave. After Mrs. Gao left her head step by step, she was too late to refresh herself, so she went straight to Gao Xian's study.
Gao Xian was being entangled in government affairs and was extremely troubled. He saw his wife coming in without manners, and she also had an inexplicable odor on her body. She could not help but scold: "What is your appearance like this?"
Mrs. Gao closed the door, and the excitement in her eyes was a little mad.
"You, if we find a way for the crown prince to reinvent the Prince Regent, will Lan'er be saved? You can still be promoted all the way up, and we will sit back and relax from now on!"
Gao Xian listened for a moment, his eyes deepened.