Chapter: 61

At the end of this chaotic world, not to mention unnamed corpses who died in the wild, even in the city of Nanjing, there will always be beggars and swordsmen with unknown causes of death.

All in all, for Zhu Gaoxu with his eyes and hands, there is no shortage of suitable corpses for impostors, and the rest is to deal with the jailer.

Generally speaking, within three days before the execution, if someone died suddenly in prison, it would definitely attract the attention of the Secretary.

And the further the time goes, the lower the probability of being easy to show one's feet.

Therefore, Zhu Gaoxu did not intend to wait, and planned to do it tonight.

After sending away the jailer who was specialized in such insidious activities, Zhu Gaoxu came to Jiang Xinghuo's cell with a food box in person, and the guard guard just ignored him, and even took the key from his waist to help him open the cell iron gate.

Zhu Gaoxu saw Jiang Xinghuo lying high on the straw pile, looking directly at the roof of the cell, as if he was thinking about something.

"What is Mr. Jiang thinking?"

"Thinking about the meaning of life."

Of course life is meaningful, isn't it meaningless to strive to be the emperor? Zhu Gaoxu slandered.

But he didn't dare to say these words in front of Jiang Xinghuo, one must know that his current identity is still "Gao Yu", the defeated general of the Southern Army, not Zhu Gaoxu, the second prince of Emperor Yongle.

Otherwise, if he changed his real identity, Zhu Gaoxu couldn't guarantee whether Jiang Xinghuo would tell him some things.

"Let's eat first."

Zhu Gaoxu took out the food box, the dishes inside were still steaming, obviously they had just been prepared and delivered.

Chicken breast with bamboo shoots, cockles with distiller's lees, frozen ginger vinegar fish, pickled tofu, boiled meat, salted duck, boiled vegetables, in addition to rice and oil sauce patties, and dessert platters such as Langya Sutang.

In the end, Zhu Gaoxu took out another jar of packaged wine, which still had some traces of dirt on it.

With a "poof", Zhu Gaoxu pulled out the mud that sealed the wine bottle.

Jiang Xinghuo twitched his nose vigorously, woke up, and turned over.

"What wine? It smells so good."

Zhu Gaoxu poured out a bowl with a "crash" and handed it to Jiang Xinghuo.

"When I was a baby, I stole it from my grandfather and hurriedly dug a hole and buried it. At that time, my father came to find me, and I felt that the matter had been exposed. I sat on the ground and dared not move my butt. As a result, my father thought I pulled my pants on the ground and beat me hard."

Jiang Xinghuo drank two sips of wine, his throat was fragrant, but he didn't feel anything in his stomach, and it took a long time before it became hot.

"Your father...seems to be a believer in stick education."

"Old Qiuba, who licked blood from knife-edge when he was young, so he has a bad temper."

Talking about these things, Zhu Gaoxu didn't care, but asked: "Mr. Jiang, how did Mr. Jiang's father treat you when you were young?"

Jiang Xinghuo thought for a while, took a bite of food and replied: "It's good, I have both parents, so I miss it very much... It's just that I haven't been back for a long time, and the appearance in my memory is a bit blurred. Remember who your parents are, what you did, and who you are.”

After pinching a piece of Langya Crisp Candy, Jiang Xinghuo put it in his mouth and chewed it for a while, it was very crispy and not sticky to the teeth, crunchy.

"When I was young, I loved eating seaweed peanuts. Well, you must have never seen peanuts. It is a very large bean with the same texture and crunchy texture. Once I was chewing and playing, and suddenly felt something wrong with my mouth, so I spit it out A piece of tooth-like fragment, thought it was knocked out, I was horrified, and it turned out to be calculus, um, tartar."

Zhu Gaoxu listened while eating vegetables, and finally commented: "Mr. Jiang was very timid when he was a child. I took my third brother to fight with those noble bastards. I didn't have any fear of being killed with eight teeth."

Jiang Xinghuo lazily leaned against the bed made of straw, pouring wine with his head up.