Yingtian Prefecture, the imperial edict prison.
It was time for the break.
Zhu Di was like an ant on a hot pan, unable to calm down for a moment.
He looked around and asked a jailer if anyone was looking for him.
She didn't even bother Su Bai to teach anymore. Her behavior was extremely abnormal.
After a few fruitless rounds, Zhu Di squatted in the corner and sighed.
"No, what's wrong with you? Jumping up and down, getting lice on your body?”
Su Bai looked disgusted and kept a distance from him.
He picked up a stone from the ground and carved something on the wall.
Zhu Di opened his mouth but hesitated.
He couldn't explain to Su Bai, so he sighed again.
At this moment, he was about to doubt his life.
The memorial that was sent to the palace last night, why hasn't there been any movement for a day?
Even if the old man was not satisfied after seeing it, he would at least send someone down to scold him, right?
It made sense that the old man was unreasonable.
However, it was impossible for Big Brother to ignore this matter!
After thinking for a long time, he could not think of a reasonable reason. Zhu Di could only comfort himself in his heart.
Perhaps he was delayed by something? Big Brother wouldn't leave her in the lurch!
"Mr. Smith, what are you doing?”
Zhu Di came up to Su Bai, not knowing what was going on.
"Writing poems? Haven't you seen it before?"
Su Bai wrote seriously without turning back.
"Ah?" Zhu Di's eyes widened like copper bells. For a moment, he did not know how to respond.
He had seen poems before.
After all, the old man was also willing to say a few words to prove that he was not a stinky scoundrel.
However, this was the first time he had heard of someone composing a poem in the Imperial Jail, and it was also the first time he had seen one!
What kind of place was the Imperial Jail?
I'm the fish on the chopping block. Once I enter, it'll be difficult to leave alive.
It wasn't the Red Chamber of the Qinhuai River, so where did the interest come from?
You're really something!
"Mr. Smith, do you remember how many days you have left?”
"Five days, I count every day.”
Hearing Su Bai's calm answer, Zhu Di was so anxious that he almost scratched the wall. He hurriedly said:
"Five days, only five days left!"
"You still have the leisure to recite poems?”
Aren't you anxious at all?"
Su Bai shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently:
"What's the hurry? Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Oh no, I'm still quite anxious. I don't know if I can execute him earlier."
Pausing for a moment, Su Bai looked at Zhu Di who was in a daze and continued:
"If your father is capable and has a say in the higher-ups, can you help me pull some strings and behead him as soon as possible?”
"If you suffer sooner or later, you'll be stabbed. You can also save some food.”
Zhu Di was speechless.
He would rather Su Bai was joking, but this serious look was obviously not a joke!
"Mr. Smith, aren't you afraid at all?”
Zhu Di was really panicking now. He almost knelt down to Su Bai. He said in a panic:
"It's better to live than to die. What's there to be unhappy about? A person's death was like a lamp going out. If he died, he would have nothing!”
Su Bai didn't change his expression and didn't care at all:
"Who says I'm not afraid? I'm most afraid of pain!"
"Oh right, I almost forgot to remind you. Remember to give me some money and arrange a professional executioner for me.”
"It's not a good feeling to have a big knife stuck in your neck and not be able to pull it out.”
"A newbie on the road is too amateur."
"It hurts!"
Zhu Di felt his hair stand on end when he heard Su Bai's words.
He looked at Su Bai as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
"Mr. Su Su, don't joke around. It sounds scary."
Su Bai shook his head and laughed. He didn't go into details.
It was indeed not his first time. He was more experienced than ordinary people.
He gently blew away the dust on the wall, revealing the meticulously carved poems below.
Su Bai crossed his arms and looked up and down. He was very satisfied with the result of his labor.
He waved at Zhu Di and said,
"Come and taste it.”
"Oh, it's here."
Zhu Di was reluctant. He thought to himself,"Can I taste a hammer?" If I could taste it, I wouldn't have to be locked up.
Thousands of hammers and thousands of chisels cut out of the deep mountains,
The fire burned as if it were nothing.
I'm not afraid of being crushed to pieces,
I want to leave my innocence in the world.
Hearing Zhu Di's muttering.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was eavesdropping in the secret room next door, suddenly felt his scalp go numb.
Zhu Biao, who was sitting in front of the table and taking notes, was even more shocked. It was as if a breath was stuck in his chest, and he wanted to vomit but could not spit it out.
"Father, please take a look!"
Zhu Biao handed the copied poem to Zhu Yuanzhang and said excitedly,
"Magnificent and magnificent, soul-stirring, and willing to sacrifice his life!”
"Mr. Su, you want to use your death to show your will?"
Zhu Yuanzhang took it and stared at the last sentence: He wanted to leave his innocence in the world!
After a long silence, a pin drop could be heard.
Slowly retracting his gaze, Zhu Yuanzhang could not help but sigh.
"Who would have thought that such an ancient quatrain was actually born in the imperial prison?"
"No wonder Mr. Su can still joke around with Fourth Brother without the slightest fear.”
Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"I'm still too narrow-minded. Compared to Mr. Smith's ambition, my so-called final test is simply asking for humiliation.”
Zhu Yuanzhang had killed countless people in his life and had seen too many ugly scenes when he was desperate for his life, but he had never seen anyone like Su Bai.
Smiling in the face of life and death, frank and fearless.
Just that calmness and boldness was beyond the reach of ordinary people in their lifetime.
"Su Bai, oh Su Bai, what kind of surprise do you want to bring us?”
Zhu Yuanzhang faced the wall and muttered to himself.
...
On the other side.
Zhu Di shook his head and read it several times.
It was catchy and very domineering.
However, he did not have any ink in his stomach, so he could only comment," Good poem, really good poem.
Su Bai was speechless.
He should have expected this.
To expect the boorish man in front of him to appreciate a poem, wasn't that asking Zhang Fei to embroider?
"Mr. Smith, why did you write this? If you're really bored, give me two more lessons.”
Hearing Zhu Di's words, Zhu Yuanzhang's face darkened. He almost couldn't control himself and wanted to slap his mouth.
If you're uncultured, then talk less!
What a disgrace!
Su Bai glanced at Zhu Di, shook his head and laughed:
"I'm going to die soon, so I'll leave something behind to prove that I was here.”
"Leave something behind?"
Zhu Di scratched his head in distress. His reaction was always slow by half a beat. He exclaimed,
"Mr. Smith, you're saying that this poem will be passed down through the ages?!”
Su Bai nodded and smiled.
"What else do you think?"
As soon as he said that.
Zhu Di sucked in a breath of cold air and was so shocked that he could not speak.
How could he have thought that Su Bai's name could be remembered for thousands of years with just a simple mention?
Wasn't this too exaggerated?
Sudden!
Zhu Di's mind flashed with a bold idea. He rubbed his hands excitedly.
"By the way, Mr. Smith, can you compose a song for me too?”
"Let me be in the limelight and leave a good reputation behind so that my father won't scold me all day long.”
"You? Forget it."
Su Bai looked at him and said with disdain:
"If I really propose a song for you and you take it back to take credit, you'll be beaten half to death by your father. Don't you know your own level?”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Zhu Di's smile froze and his expression was extremely awkward, but he still refused to give up.
"Is there anything simple and easy to understand?”
"Don't make it too high-end!"
"Something that suits me better. Mr. Smith, can you give me one?”
Su Bai rubbed his chin and said awkwardly:
"It's not easy to write a poem that suits you."
Seeing this, Zhu Di immediately understood. He raised three fingers and said firmly,
"I'll treat you to three jars of wine!"
"I have to think about it first."
"Five jars! He really couldn't bring any more. He wouldn't be able to bring any more in!”
"A meal? One day?"
"A pause!"
"Deal!"
Su Bai patted Zhu Di's shoulder and was satisfied. He didn't dawdle and went straight to the point:
"Listen up."
Zhu Di nodded like a child waiting to be enlightened in school, full of the desire for knowledge.
Yellow soup fills your mouth,
this thing is the most awake to dogs.
Candy Gao Mo stepped forward,
I don't give you any sweetness.
Zhu Di: "???"
Zhu Biao was speechless.
Zhu Yuanzhang:
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The new book set sail, recruiting crew members, begging for the support of all the ancestors!
Kneel, flowers, evaluation, and reward!
This was very important to the author!
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