"Even if you are right, there are not many people around Jiameng Pass, but Liu Yuzhou did not send troops to conquer Zhang Lu. Some of them just spent food and grass at Jiameng Pass. How to explain this?"

"This just shows that I made the right choice by asking General Zuo to enter Shu. If General Zuo hadn't led the troops well, how could Zhang Lu have been hiding in Hanzhong?"

"Then what if it's really a scene played by Liu Yuzhou and Zhang Lu together?"

"Acting? Would anyone travel all the way from Jingzhou to Yizhou to act?"

"Then based on what Zi Qiao means, Liu Yuzhou has already planned it?"

"Zheng Du! Do you really want to take this unfounded rumor as true? Don't you know what the consequences will be!?"

"Consequences? Do you really think Liu Yuzhou has enough soldiers and horses to capture Yizhou?"

"Zheng Du! You are simply unreasonable. Please leave. I have nothing to talk to you about!"

"Hahaha... It seems that I have touched on your sore point! The food tonight is not bad, just enjoy it slowly! In the future... maybe there will be no such food to eat!"

"what do you mean?"

"Zhang Song! Do you think no one really knows about everything you did in Jingzhou?"

After that, Zheng Du walked out of the prison door without looking back.

However, Zhang Song looked at the food on the table and suddenly lost his appetite at all.

"Am I really no longer able to enjoy the delicious food in this world?"

"Am I actually going to fall into the hands of this kid Zheng Du?"

"Do they really have any evidence?"

"But Fa Xiaozhi, the only one who knows about this, is in General Zuo's camp at this time. Who can leak it?"

"Based on these rumors? Can they really do it?"

…

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Song suddenly cursed: "Zheng Du! Damn your mother's shit, I will still have a good life in the future!"

But Zheng Du could no longer hear his curse words.

The cell door has been closed, and there are only him and a group of poor people in the dark, damp, cold and desolate cell.

Although his words were scolded, his appetite still disappeared, and the delicious food on the table was completely unattractive at this moment.

After a while, a voice came from beside him.

"Hey! If you don't want to eat it, bring it over and let me have a taste!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone else began to beg.

"Give me some too!"

"I also want!"

"Give it to me! Give it to me!"

…

"Head of the cell! The head of the cell! The head of the cell!"

Zhang Song, who was a little upset by the noise in his ears, suddenly shouted out the cell door.

"What are you shouting for? What are you shouting for?"

A policeman with a whip in his hand came over angrily.

"Don't think that you were doing something special before! Now you can yell at us! Now, you are just a prisoner!"

The officer said with an arrogant look.

It seems like he is the boss here!

However, Zhang Song didn't care. He still sat there and said with disdain: "Are you the cell leader?"

When the officer heard this, he thought to himself: "He's already in jail, and he still speaks in such a rude tone! We need to find a chance to deal with him properly! Let him know how powerful we are, and maybe we can get some benefits..."

Thinking of this, he also put on a rather disdainful look and said: "Our heads are not something you can see if you want! If you have anything to do, please tell me clearly first!"

Zhang Song said: "If that's the case, then you should deal with these meals. I just don't have an appetite!"

After that, he seemed to have remembered something again and said: "Oh! By the way, the prisoners next to you seem to be very interested in these meals. You can let them eat!"

His tone of voice was exactly like an official ordering his servants. He was not at all polite to the prison guards just because he was in prison.

"Huh? That's why you're yelling here? What do you think we are?" The guard couldn't help roaring.

"What do you think? Of course I treat you as human beings! Are you not doing what human beings do in this cell?" Zhang Song sat there motionless.

"Okay! How dare you say such a thing? I think you don't want to hang around here anymore. Just wait!"

After saying that, the guard threw up his hands and walked out.

"Hey! How come you are here and still dare to talk like this? Aren't you afraid?"

"I think he will definitely need a beating this time!"

"Sigh... I think he has been an official for so long that people think he is stupid!"

"As the saying goes, 'The king of hell is easy to deal with, but the devil is difficult to deal with.' He still didn't understand such a simple truth."

…

The prisoners around him commented on Zhang Song's behavior just now, but Zhang Song didn't care at all.

He didn't even have the intention to respond. In his opinion, these people were all vulgar people in the market, and they were not worthy of him speaking at all.

After a while, an angry voice came from the distance: "Brothers, it's him. If we don't let him have a taste of his power today, we jailers will really be unable to control people anymore!"

"Wait! Are you talking about him?"

A person suddenly stopped the four people who were about to rush over.

"What? What's the problem?"

"Are you stupid? How many days has it been since he came in?"

"It's been five days! What's wrong?"

"Did someone bring something to see him every day in the past five days?"

"There are many people who come to see the prisoner, and he is not the only one!"

"But who do you see who enjoys such rich meals every time?"

"What exactly do you mean?"

"You see, even though he is in prison, he still has so many friends coming to see him. This not only shows that he is very powerful, but also very popular!"

"this……"

"If we offend him, even if he is beheaded, we will not be able to hold him accountable, but what about his friends? Who are easy to offend?"

When he said this, he paused slightly and said softly: "Do you all still remember Zheng Zhengwen who went out just now?"

Two people nodded slightly, indicating that they remembered.

The man added: "When Zheng Cheng first came in, our boss personally received him. You must have seen our boss's attitude."

No matter who comes to the cell with a slightly higher position than the cell leader, the cell leader will receive him very warmly.

However, when Zheng Du came, the attitude of the cell leader could no longer be described as attentive.

He was almost like a domestic slave from Zheng Du's family. He was obedient to Zheng Du in every possible way and was afraid of bumping into him.

The four of them nodded together, but the person who had been ordered around by Zhang Songyi asked unwillingly: "What does this have to do with Zheng Zheng?"

"When Mr. Zheng came in just now, I was the last one to leave. I heard with my own ears that Mr. Zheng called him 'Ziqiao'! Do you know what an intimate name it is when we meet!"

"In addition to this valuable meal, if you beat him tonight, and if Zheng Zong comes back tomorrow, who will suffer?"

"..."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone fell silent!

"Sanyuan, he's used to being a high official. It's not a big deal to say something unpleasant. He shouldn't lose his job over such a trivial matter!"

"Yes! Three yuan, it's not that I won't help you, it's that the five members of my family are pointing to this small amount of money and food!"

"Sanyuan, who made our official position weak? Let's just endure the calm for a while and forget it..."

"Sanyuan, listen to my words, just be patient with this matter for now, I will handle the rest!"

"Yes! Let Brother Cong Hu handle this matter. Let's go!"

After that, the other three people persuaded the officer named "Sanyuan" to go out.

The officer named Cong Hu walked to Zhang Song's cell, took out the key, opened the cell door, and walked in.

"Eh? Why did the rest of them leave? He was the only one who came in?"

"As weak as that kid is, I'm afraid this person can subdue him!"

"But from the looks of it, it doesn't seem like we're going to take action!"
To be continued...