You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 303 How do you know so clearly? (Thanks to my book friend Jingzhigua)

The next day.

The thin man woke up and looked around in a daze. The bandages on the table seemed a little unreal to him.

At this time, two people pushed the door open and walked in.

Guessing that the person was awake, Bai Wan brought rice porridge and served it to him.

"I've been imprisoned for a long time, and I can't eat anything stimulating. Rice porridge can bring back my soul!"

"Thank you, Painter Han, Lin...Lin'an Lay Buddhist."

The man looked at them for a long time, and seemed to remember the so-called "Mo Ran Duo Heroes" but could not remember the other person's name.

He quietly picked up the spoon and drank it with all his might. Only after he had eaten most of the bowl did he feel a little more energetic.

Because time was tight, the rice porridge was a little thin, but it was much warmer.

Ling Shumo refused to let Bai Wan cook porridge and prepare ingredients for others, so he had to do everything himself.

So, the white pea said every word:

"The lamp oil is full. You'll probably need to light it every day to fall asleep. A wooden stool will be fine for support behind the door. You can plug this small piece of cotton cloth into your ears for quiet..."

He spoke lightly and gave a very appropriate warning.

But the voice seemed so deep that it made the people around him feel a piercing pain.

The thin man was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly: "How do you know so clearly?"

Because he was afraid of the dark last night and didn't dare to turn off the lights. Fearing that he would be imprisoned again, he used something to block the door.

He couldn't even stand the slightest sound of the wind and had to bury his head in the quilt to fall asleep.

People who have been imprisoned for a long time cannot accept normal life for a while and will have extreme perceptions that are different from ordinary people.

There was a long silence.

Bai Wan laughed cynically and said, "That's not that difficult. I even know how many puppies that little yellow cat at the east entrance of the city gave birth to!"

here we go again……

Ling Shumo behind him looked at the beautiful face of the person next to him with a deep gaze, and moved closer with heartache.

Why do you always like to talk and laugh about pain?

He was frightened by this cruel smile, and gently rubbed the shoulders of the person next to him with his hands, not daring to use any force at all.

The man was grateful for the favor and his confused look was no longer there.

"Please accept my worship!"

His eyes sparkled and he immediately bowed, performing a gentlemanly gesture of gratitude.

After all, his right hand was rescued last night and he was free. Now that he is being treated so well, there is no reason to hide it anymore.

Bai Wan asked, "Now, can you tell us who you are?"

The man had decided to confess, closing his eyes and saying, "My name is Chai Jin, and I used to be a craftsman responsible for making and repairing gold and silver objects..."

The past is recounted.

Bai Wan and Ling Shumo listened quietly, without asking or saying anything.

It turned out that Chai Jin was 25 years old this year. He was born into a family of craftsmen, and his ancestors were craftsmen who made utensils for the royal family.

However, he was convicted for making silverware for the rich and powerful, and for painting a winter scene with plum blossoms in the palace.

Wensiyuan felt that he was alluding to the demise of his dynasty, so he became furious and had his entire family killed.

He hid for several months before he was rescued by his father's good friend Lai Hu, the owner of Guizhai. He said he wanted to stay in a low position and wait for an opportunity to gain the appreciation of Wei Tianhou and overturn the case.

Because he was quite talented in painting and his style was similar to Han Miaoran's, Lai Hu discovered his talent and used his name to impersonate him.

After hearing everything, Ling Shumo sighed without saying a word, as if he was lost in thought.

Just because of an unfounded doubt by the old ministers and dignitaries, a commoner was forced to such a point.

Moreover, it is the fief of a king who lost his country, but his status and words are higher than those of ordinary people. It's ridiculous.

Looking at the face in front of him who had a similar experience to his own, Bai Wan suddenly sighed sadly:

"Wensiyuan has no right to punish you. The one who gave the order should be Violating Heavenly Marquis."

He sneered.

"This is the man who was convicted, and you're trying to overturn his conviction. Isn't that ridiculous?"

It is better to kill an unreasonable person than to torture yourself than to demand reason from him.

Bai Wan really didn't understand. Did he only want a useless apology? Only when the other person died would everything be truly over.

At least, his feud with Li Simeng ended after he personally killed his master. And the Empress Dowager Cixi was sent to Xuanli and had already died.

Hearing this, Chai Jin seemed to have a wry smile on his face, and said intermittently:

"At that time, apart from gaining the recognition of the Violating Heaven Marquis and having the opportunity to overturn the case and survive, I couldn't think of any other way."

Bai Wan felt exhausted. Looking at the calluses on Chai Jin's fingers, he said, "If the former deposed emperor of Daying had been reliable, would the country still have perished?"

Chai Jin's heart was struck with a thud!

Then, Bai Wan sighed slightly:

"Have you ever considered that when the Violating Heaven Marquis Mansion disappears, your grudges will naturally be wiped out?"

The dishes in his hands stopped, and Chai Jin's eyes seemed to be stained with blood.

Why would a king of a fallen country vilify his own paintings?

It can only be because of the new dynasty!

The reason why Marquis Weitian painted the "Gate of Lengzhi Mansion" was to lower Emperor Qing's guard.

But how could the people around the king be so foolish as not to speak out and remind him of his hypocrisy?

Moreover, Han Miaoran's paintings are not so easy to imitate. Experts can recognize them at a glance, not to mention that Song Yuanshan himself knows him, so it is not a problem to charge him with the crime of deceiving the emperor.

Afterwards, Wei Tianhou would directly bring the person who painted the painting to take the blame.

After all, Lai Hu, the shopkeeper of Guizhai, was a short-sighted businessman who failed to see that the painting would be given to the new emperor and he would also be implicated.

"Abai is absolutely right. Fortunately, you didn't paint the 'Lengzhi Mansion Gate' again."

Ling Shumo agreed quietly and said softly.

"You knew they were extravagant, and you didn't want to deceive the people and the world. It was actually an unintentional act."

Chai Jin was stunned for a moment, and his eyes changed from confusion to bright.

Why??