The boy's name was Zhu Ying. He lost his parents at a young age and depended on his lonely grandfather for support!,The middle-aged jailer, seeing that the two men remained unmoved, continued, “When I was young, I served under a Korean official. Now that he is in great trouble, I am powerless to help. All I can do is offer you a clean meal. After you eat, go to the Ministry of Punishments tomorrow!”,The jailer saw that the two were still motionless and sighed before leaving!。