At dawn, Wu Zhongxian received the imperial edict. He was temporarily exempted from the crime, but he had to perform meritorious service.
For now, these two words have profound meaning.
In other words, Wu Zhongxian may still be sent to prison again.
"Eunuch Wu, please accept the order."
Eunuch Cao smiled and handed over the imperial edict.
Wu Zhongxian straightened up, took the imperial edict, and closed it without looking at it.
"Eunuch Cao, can I trouble you with something?"
"Eunuch Wu is too polite, please tell me."
As the great eunuch of the Three Dynasties, Eunuch Cao still had a certain degree of prestige.
He is over eighty years old and still in good health.
He served Emperor Zhou Wu's father, Emperor Zhou Wu, and now Emperor Zhou Ren.
A veteran eunuch of the Three Dynasties.
Eunuch Cao was absolutely loyal to the royal family, and no one doubted Eunuch Cao's loyalty.
He once saved two emperors when they were assassinated, and now there are several scars on his chest.
He also has no desire for money or power.
Although Eunuch Cao does not have Wu Zhongxian's scheming and resourcefulness, nor does he have Wu Zhongxian's martial arts strength.
But his loyalty is definitely beyond ordinary people.
Wu Zhongxian smiled and said: "Eunuch Cao, please help me find a sedan. I want to take someone out."
"Pick someone up?"
Eunuch Cao was confused, who needed to be picked up in a sedan chair?
But he agreed without asking any further questions.
Eunuch Cao left.
Wu Zhongxian walked to Wang Er's cell, and Wang Er immediately ran over with enthusiasm on his face.
"Eunuch Wu! Is there anything I can do for you?"
Wang Er used to look down on eunuchs.
I think eunuchs are not manly. It is really embarrassing for a dignified man to be a eunuch!
But after listening to Wu Zhongxian's poem yesterday, he completely changed his mind.
Wang Er thought that Eunuch Wu must have been forced to become a eunuch because something happened to him.
A talented man like Eunuch Wu, who is full of knowledge, must not have become a eunuch voluntarily!
How can he be a groveling eunuch who can write such stunning and brilliant quatrains?
He must be proud!
There are difficulties too!!
Wu Zhongxian said: "Today at noon, I will arrange for someone to pick you up. Then you and the person will go to get the evidence that the Minister of Punishment accepted bribes. If the evidence is true, I will help you rehabilitate."
"Yeah! Thank you so much, Eunuch Wu!! This great kindness will be unforgettable by the common people!!!"
Wang Er was so excited that he did not expect that he would be rehabilitated.
He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of dying unjustly.
As a scholar, Wang Er is proud!
He would rather die than surrender! He would rather die than be humiliated!
After Wu Zhongxian made arrangements, he walked towards the water cell.
As for why not pick up Wang Er now.
Because his status is not suitable for him to leave the prison with him.
When Wu Zhongxian leaves the prison, he will definitely be monitored by a bunch of ministers in the court.
If the surveillance people see Wang Er, they will definitely guess that the bribery incident has been exposed, and they will make preparations in advance, or run away.
Wu Zhongxian will not give them time to escape.
When the evidence is obtained, he will chop it all up.
…
"Senior Feng, are you in the water? I'm here to pick you up!"
Wu Zhongxian walked into the water prison, looked around, and looked at the pool.
She should have returned to the bottom of the pool.
I don’t know that Feng Zhu, a female sword cultivator, practices He Wu Xue Kung Fu, which requires practicing at the bottom of a pond.
After a while.
I saw the pool of water splitting to both sides again.
A tall figure in a white dress floated up.
Feng Zhu slowly opened his eyes, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
The internal energy around him was instantly withdrawn, and he walked through the air to the shore.
The Tanshui returned to normal in the next moment.
"Senior, please!"
Wu Zhongxian led the way, and the woman walked behind calmly.
The soles of the feet appear to be on the ground, but in fact they are not really touching the ground.
Hang about one centimeter in the air.
Her feet are very white, as clear as jade, and not stained by dust.
Wu Zhongxian doesn't think he is a foot lover, but he can't help but take a second look at such beautiful feet.
He was afraid that Feng Zhu would notice it, so he made a reasonable excuse for himself. While looking at Feng Zhu's beautiful feet, he asked: "Senior Feng, your cultivation level is really high! You can walk without feet!"
Feng Zhu's expression was indifferent and he had no intention of answering.
This woman is so cold!
Wu Zhongxian thought.
The two walked up the steps and walked out of the water prison.
When passing by the prison corridor, the prisoners were lying in their cells one by one, looking at the woman in the white dress.
This woman has a beauty that is not inferior to that of the Queen.
It also has a fairy-like spirit and a cool fairy aura.
After walking out of the prison, Feng Zhu subconsciously closed his eyes under the dazzling sunlight.
She hasn't seen the sun for twenty-five years.
Somewhat uncomfortable.
"Senior Feng, there is a sedan in front of you, just sit in the sedan."
"Well, thank you."
Feng Zhu stepped a little lower, his figure fluttered, and he got into the sedan chair.
In fact, Wu Zhongxian can also do Qinggong like this!
It is nothing more than concentrating internal force on the soles of the feet, which can achieve short-term floating walking.
You can even walk on air!
This is what is commonly known as Qinggong.
An ordinary seventh or eighth grade warrior can fly over the walls.
The fifth and sixth grade warriors can walk with lightness, which is much better than flying over eaves and walking over walls.
The higher the realm, the stronger the internal force that can be used.
Wu Zhongxian also got into the sedan.
The large sedan chair is large enough to accommodate six or seven people, so it doesn't matter if two people sit there.
The sedan chair was lifted up and headed towards the palace.
"Senior Feng, you use a sword, right?"
"Um."
Feng Zhu opened her eyes slightly and looked at Wu Zhongxian with cold eyes: "Do you know me?"
"Twenty-five years ago, I heard about the name of my senior, the first female swordsman in the Zhou Dynasty. I heard about it when I just entered the martial arts and admired her very much!"
"..."
Hearing these words from twenty-five years ago, Feng Zhu's eyes flickered slightly, as if a trace of sadness flashed past.
He said no more words.
Wu Zhongxian is not asking for trouble.
His purpose has been achieved.
The next step is to slowly get closer to each other.
Soon, the sedan returned to the palace.
Wu Zhongxian arranged a bedroom for Fengzhu.
Then he received a summons from Emperor Zhou Ren.
"You have to assign me another task as soon as you get out of the prison."
Wu Zhongxian couldn't help but sigh, as expected of an emperor, he was so good at employing people.
Better than capitalists.
But he still obeyed.
In the bedroom.
Fengzhu looked around the room.
At this moment, she noticed a figure outside the window.
"Who?"
Feng Zhu pointed his finger, and a burst of sword energy shot out.
The figure was instantly fixed outside the window.
Feng Zhu walked out and found that the person peeping out of the window was a little girl.
He looks about six or seven years old.
"May I have your name?"
"..."
The little girl pursed her lips and said nothing.
Feng Zhu saw a hint of unyielding and hatred in the latter's eyes.
That's what people who have suffered a blood feud and experienced despair can do.
This little girl looks to be only six or seven years old, and she seems to have experienced things that ordinary people have never experienced in their lives.
"Don't disturb me."
Feng Zhushou turned around and walked into the room.
With a casual wave of his hand, the inner force hit the little girl and opened her acupuncture points.
The girl clenched her little fists tightly and stared at the closed door.
