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Chapter 655: Everyone in the prison is talented and well-spoken...

"Bah!"

The young master scratched the sixth mark on the stone wall of the cell, and the sinister look in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

It's been six days, it's been six days, and he hasn't been released yet. What on earth are the people in the Houjiang Guild doing?

What are those parents who eat people without spitting out their bones doing? Did they really turn a deaf ear to his threats, thinking that he would not dare to bring the entire guild with him?

While he was gnashing his teeth, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps. He quickly suppressed the ferocity on his face and looked outside the prison.

After a while, the cell door opened, and two jailers brought food in. It was still an exquisite food box, delivered by Fan Lou.

The young master would never look at these people in the past, but after seeing and hearing these days, he came to realize that these jailers are the officials in the prison, and they must be fawning. He said patiently: "Thank you for sending me, you two."

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The jailer said: "You are so polite, young master. Thanks to your blessing, we can enjoy the delicacies of Fanlou recently. It is so delicious!"

Another jailer also smiled: "If you have anything to do with the young master's family, just ask!"

This was originally a polite remark, but the young master narrowed his eyes slightly and actually spoke: "In the third prison from the left, is there a forbidden soldier named Zhang Qing? Why was he imprisoned?"

The jailer curled his lips and said: "Zhang Qing, you are imprisoned for colluding with the Ming Zun Cult thieves. You don't know how to be a good person. You really deserve it!"

The young master’s brows twitched: “Is this what the messenger means, that he is unjustly accused?”

The jailer said smoothly: "The people locked up here are not cult thieves."

The young master's family was immediately relieved. It seemed that the Imperial City Secretary did not doubt him, but when he thought about it, he became even more angry.

Since the Imperial City Secretary has no doubts about him, then locking him up is just an excuse to extort money. Money matters don't matter. Why hasn't Ye Jichang waited until now to rescue him?

The jailer was minding his own business and said: "When Zhang Qing came in, he complained that he was wronged. He was even more arrogant and stingy with even a little bit of money! After the killing stick the day before yesterday, didn't he become more honest? Isn't this such a cruel person?

We have seen many treacherous people, and they always drink wine as a penalty instead of eating!"

The young master's eyes flashed, and he had an idea in his mind: "This police officer, I have a favor to ask you!"

The jailer said: "Young master, please tell me!"

Shaodong's family asked: "Is it convenient to help Zhang Qing find a doctor to treat his injuries?"

The jailer was startled for a moment, and then said slowly: "It's convenient, but I wonder how much the young master should pay for a doctor?"

The Shaodong family's heart sank. His move was actually to test whether Mr. Qian had poisoned him, in order to contain the doctors in the capital. Now it seems that this matter has not happened. He can only say: "I will spend hundreds of dollars to help Zhang Qing."

Invite a doctor and buy some food and drinks for Zhang Qing and Xu Ning, and it will be a lot of trouble for you two!"

For such a small thing, one hundred guan can earn at least sixty or seventy guan. If divided equally, it would be 30 guan per person. The two jailers were immediately overjoyed: "It's no trouble, no trouble. Let's go and do it now, and tell Zhang Qing and Xu Ning

, the kindness of the young master’s family!”

The young master shook his head: "No, please don't tell me. I don't want to see people in trouble, and I never intend to repay kindness..."

The two jailers were moved when they heard this: "Young master is very charitable and has a chivalrous heart. I admire him! I admire him!"

After watching the two jailers leave, the young master began to eat Fan Lou's delicacies with a twinkle in his eye.

Of course, he is not showing kindness without repaying it, but he is not planning to contact Zhang Qing and Xu Ning rashly in prison. If any secrets are leaked or complications arise that affect his time to leave, it will be self-defeating.

And after they got out, these unjustly accused warriors found that their future in the army was bleak, and with their kindness, wouldn't it be logical to introduce them into the sect and work for them until death?

"Lu Shinang still has some abilities. If I hadn't wanted to take advantage of the generals' guild, I wouldn't have done anything to save him. It's a pity now that I think about it."

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"If this person were still here, with the talents in Jiangnan under his command, the efficiency of work would not be so poor. Even the small matter of poisoning could not be handled well. Now we have no choice but to train talents again to fill the gap that Lu Shinang lost his life.

It’s vacant…”

After thinking about it, he ate everything from the food box, and the young master lay down again without doing anything, and slowly closed his eyelids.



"Taoist Master Mingwu, please be sure to teach us the secret method and avenge this bloody sea of ​​​​blood!"

"I know that your Mingzun was killed by Zhending of Daxiangguo Temple, and you are eager to take revenge, but these little ladies have too low understanding to learn the secret method of my Taiyuan Sect."

"But all the little ladies in our clan have been searched... Then is it feasible to use a boy? Taoist priest, didn't you say before that our eldest son is quite talented in Taoism, let him practice Taiyuan's secret method!"

"You must think clearly, if you practice my Taiyuan secret technique, even if you become... you will not be considered a man!"

"I have become useless and have failed to live up to King Ming's expectations. He will be the next wise bishop. In order to serve King Ming and welcome King Ming to the world, this is a necessary sacrifice!"



"Hoo! Hoo!"

The young master stood up suddenly, gasping for breath, his facial features twisted and tangled together.

How long has it been since he had this real nightmare?

Is it because of the environment in the Imperial City Prison? Or is it because the feeling of abandonment comes back to my heart, and I think of that hard-to-look-back past?

The young master gritted his teeth and stared at the six carvings on the stone wall. He couldn't bear it anymore and called the jailer and said, "Please send someone to send a message to me. I want to see Mr. Qian!"

A full three hours had passed this time, and he was restless until he saw the butler Mr. Qian appearing in front of him: "Xiao Lang!"

The young master immediately said: "What's going on? Why can't I go out yet?"

Mr. Qian came closer and said, "Little Lang, please be patient. Everyone in the family is trying their best to rescue you. A Lang even went to visit Gao's family, but was turned away by Gao Qiu. He was very embarrassed..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The young master sneered: "Face? My life and death is more important than their face, right? I was not joking that day!"

Mr. Qian fell silent.

The young master asked again: "Why haven't you finished the things I asked you to do?"

Qian Lao hurriedly whispered: "There are signs of being followed these days. I don't dare to do it rashly. I can only endure it for the time being."

The young master's expression also changed: "Are you sure who is following you?"

Qian Laodao said: "I can't be sure, but those people are quite clever in advancing and retreating, and they are slow to take action. They don't look like people from the imperial court."

The young master frowned and said: "Are they people from the five major guilds? Or are they invited by other shopkeepers to deal with my Ye family? Or..."

There are too many people to offend, and sometimes it is not good. Seeing that everyone has their own motives to deal with him, the young host's family has a headache: "So, Mrs. Cui is not dead yet?"

Mr. Qian whispered: "We have new manpower in the Imperial City Division. We learned that An Daoquan from Sui'an Medical Center is treating Lady Cui. Gao Qiuying wants to ensure that her body can withstand the torture.

I will interrogate you more rigorously and hope to get the list of congregants."

The young master nodded slightly and said: "An Daoquan... I have heard that this man's medical skills are far inferior to Lin Chong. It will take him a while to cure Madam Cui. We still have a chance!"

Seeing that he had calmed down, Mr. Qian breathed a sigh of relief: "We will definitely rescue you as soon as possible. Please be patient, little Lang!"

The young master snorted coldly, thought for a while and said: "You prepare a thousand strings and organize the whole prison well. I will be of great use!"

The number of points was obviously too much, and Mr. Qian suddenly became worried: "Xiao Lang, what do you want to do? There are some things that you absolutely cannot do!"

That thought really flashed through the young master's mind just now, but he still shook his head and said: "You don't have to worry, the money is because some prisoners in the prison are quite talented. I want to make good friends and prepare early!"

Mr. Qian disagreed: "Why bother here? Why not wait until we go out and make friends again?"

The young master sneered: "That was my original plan, but tell me now, can I get out soon?"

Mr. Qian was silent for a moment, then sighed and accepted the order: "Yes!"



"Dry!"

Three exquisite wine bowls collided together, and the wine splashed out, filling the air with the aroma of aged wine.

Zhang Qing's face was pale, and his body was stained with blood. He was even carried over in a semi-lying position. But at this time, when the wine went into his throat, he felt no pain at all: "Being able to get to know my young boss in prison is like this."

Hero, it’s really a pleasure!”

Xu Ning was relatively gentle, but after eating food that was inferior to pigs and dogs for so many days, he now showed signs of enjoyment and heartfelt gratitude: "Young master, you are so polite!"

Looking at the tall and heroic Zhang Qing, and then at the slender-waisted Xu Ning, the young master licked his lips: "With two heroes by my side, I can forget about this cold, damp cell and the dirty smell.

Got it!"

Zhang Qing and Xu Ning both laughed: "What the Young Master said is exactly what we thought!"

While a deep brotherhood was brewing, crying and scolding suddenly came from not far away. The three of them looked over and saw a group of female envoys being escorted in by jailers.

Zhang Qing's expression changed: "What's going on? The Imperial City Division arrested someone again?"

The Shaodong family explained: "Gao Tidian captured a Lady Cui in Fanlou. He suspected that this woman was Bishop Mingzun, so he locked up all the people related to her. These women are the female envoys and cooks of Fanlou.

, it’s all unfair!”

Xu Ning also looked over with a sullen face, and suddenly exclaimed: "What a clever little lady!"

I saw a little lady who was not only not afraid of the fierce jailer, but also ran back and forth to comfort the sisters. With her help, the prisoners were quickly and orderly sent into several cells not far away.

The jailer didn't feel embarrassed at all.

Xu Ning and Zhang Qing raised their eyebrows angrily: "To lock such a young child in here, the Imperial City Department is really crazy!"

But the young master’s family had different feelings: “Even such a young child can be so calm and composed. There are so many talented people in the prison!”


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