The jailers were red-faced with gambling, and there were a lot of broken silver on the table.
"leopard!"
"leopard……"
Everyone shouted in unison and stared at the bowl where the dice was rolled, wishing to smash the bowl with a punch.
Suddenly, the jailer facing the cell door trembled and lost his voice in horror:
"Third...third prince?"
"???"
Everyone turned to look, and the noisy execution room suddenly became quiet.
The huge identity gap made the jailers panic and kneel down one after another.
Xiao Jingao ignored everyone and didn't even look at them. He just wore a blood-stained gold robe and walked out of the prison with his hands behind his hands.
No one dared to stop him.
In this way, under the horrified gazes of everyone, Xiao Jingao walked firmly, with his hands behind his back, maintaining a cold and aloof posture, stepped through the two security doors, walked through the corridor, and left the prison.
The jailers were in a panic, but no one dared to pursue him.
Xiao Jingao walked along the long street outside Tianlao Gate, slowly blending into the night.
It wasn't until he was sure that no one was chasing him that he dodged his figure, jumped over the eaves and walked over the wall, and returned to the alley behind the prison.
Move the bluestone floor, go down into the tunnel, take off the blood-stained gold robe, tear off the human skin mask, revealing Zhang Wu's face.
There are two bodies in the tunnel.
A body of Xiao Jingao.
A carcass of King Reagan.
Zhang Wu planned in every possible way, but it was still not as good as God's calculations.
During the month at Tang's Medical Center, he secretly controlled the entire prison.
I learned from Ma Liu that hundreds of border army generals wanted to come to the capital to rescue Xiao Jingao.
He tried his best to impersonate those border soldiers and wrote to Xiao Jingao, trying to persuade him to live a good life, not only for himself but also for his brothers.
When Lao Feng came to the hospital to visit a patient, he persuaded him and led the jailers to put a sack on him and beat the imperial cook violently at night, leaving him lying there for half a month.
He doesn't cook, so poisoning Xiao Jingao will naturally be delayed.
He even thought about using the "major rectification of Tianyao" as an excuse to change places for all the prisoners in order to trick Xiao Jingao out of Tianyao.
Zhang Wu made various efforts, but they were not satisfactory.
I thought that after the death of Emperor Longqing, the palace would definitely be in chaos. At least this night, the second prince would definitely not be able to spare the energy to take care of Xiao Jingao, but he did not expect that he would act so quickly that he would not be able to accommodate his brother for a long time.
Emperor Longqing died at sunset, but within an hour he had the imperial chef poison Xiao Jingao to death, even if he didn't stay overnight.
Zhang Wu originally planned to go there tonight to persuade Xiao Jingao.
If he is stubborn and unwilling to leave the prison, then he will have no choice but to use force.
After several months of swallowing a large amount of poison, Xiao Jingao's strength was at a loss, and Zhang Wu was absolutely sure to subdue him.
Anyway, you are not as strong as me. I don’t care if you want to leave or not, I will force you to take me away.
Letting Wang Ligen die in his place and delaying it for a few days would be enough to send Xiao Jingao far away.
But Zhang Wu didn't expect that when he arrived, Xiao Jing'ao was already dead, and Wang Ligen drank the poison in advance to repay his kindness with death.
Now that everything is done, all Zhang Wu can do is to save more people, not to let Xiao Jingao die in prison and implicate the jailers, and to find ways to protect himself.
Silently, he put the blood-stained gold robe back on Xiao Jingao, carefully carried him out of the tunnel, and then moved the bluestone floor back. Zhang Wu carried the body on his back and ran straight to the north of the city.
Along the way, he was running rampant without hiding his figure.
But he wore night clothes, blended in with the night, and started to go at top speed. Wherever he passed, the soldiers patrolling the streets could only see a golden figure running past.
"It's not an illusion, is it?"
"I saw it too."
"You are so brave. You dare to wear the royal golden clothes. Could it be that you want to rebel?"
"The great effort is coming, chase after him quickly!"
Not long after, the soldiers in several streets became agitated, and nearly a hundred people chased him in the direction where the golden figure disappeared.
…
Wei Mansion.
It was completely silent, the slaves had already gone to bed, and there were only a few servants bragging and spanking in the woodshed.
After the death of the emperor, the whole country should be filial, the people should wear plain clothes, and the ministers should wear sackcloth and wear filial piety.
You have to stop drinking and banqueting and stop playing.
However, Wei Zheng's room was filled with gentle and tender cries, and he was fighting endlessly.
Emperor Longqing passed away, and Lord Wei was in a good mood.
When the prince succeeds to the throne, as a minister who assists him in ascending to the throne, he should join the cabinet and become the elder of the cabinet.
After two months of heartbreak after the death of his son, Wei Zheng took in more than a dozen concubines in a row, relying on the secret medicine he bought at a high price, singing and singing every night, hoping to have another child to avoid losing his wife.
Of course, he must avenge his dead son.
Not long after, the fierce battle ended. Wei Zheng was panting like an ox, holding the delicate beauty in his arms and asked:
"I heard that your brother is the jailer in the sky prison?"
"Well, I've been a jailer for two years."
"Does he know the cell leader Zhang Wu?"
"I heard from my eldest brother that this person is very capable, and his background is so tough that he is intimidating."
"It's just a jailer, what can he do?"
Wei Zheng looked disdainful on the surface, but there was murderous intent in his eyes.
My own dignified minister can't even touch a lowly jailer. How can I hang around in the court if word spreads about it?
And that third prince, do you really think that you are of noble blood, so you can kill my son without restraint?
Emperor Longqing did not dare to touch you when he was there, but now that the second son has succeeded to the throne, you, a prince who is deeply supported by the border army generals and is the embodiment of justice in the eyes of the people, will immediately become a thorn in Emperor Jinghao's side.
It is imperative to reduce the threat.
Wei Zheng asked:
"I asked, Zhang Wu has been delivering food to the third prince?"
"It seems so."
The concubine nodded and said:
"But my eldest brother said that he was injured recently and is staying in the hospital."
"It doesn't matter. When he returns to the prison, he will also deliver food to the third prince."
Wei Zheng said with a hint of sinisterness on his face:
"I will give you a medicine later, and ask your brother to find a way to sprinkle it into the third prince's rice while cooking. Then Zhang Wu will send it to the third prince... to poison the prince, even his backer Ma Liu will be implicated.
Let’s see if he dies!”
"Poison the third prince?"
The concubine was frightened and trembled all over.
Wei Zheng stood up, strangled his concubine's neck, and said with a cruel smile:
"Do as I say, and your whole family will survive. Otherwise, you will die, your brother will die, your parents will die, and all three clans in your family will die!"
"Ruthless enough."
An unfamiliar voice suddenly echoed in the room, making the hair on Wei Zheng's body stand on end:
"who?"
"What you're talking about—Third Prince!"
boom--
The roof exploded, and a domineering body jumped from the sky, crashing onto the bed like an iron tower falling from the sky, and stepped on Wei Zheng's head into his chest.
Then the force of the fall continued unabated, causing Wei Zheng's chest and abdomen to explode suddenly. Blood mist and bone fragments shot out in all directions, and the bone residue smashed the concubine into sieves like bullets.
Zhang Wu stood in the blood mist with an indifferent expression. He stamped on the concubine's head and confirmed her death before putting down Xiao Jingao behind him.
Holding his head and letting Xiao Jingao sit firmly against the wall, Zhang Wu had no time to say anything and could only sigh:
"Brother Ao, what I can do for you..."
"There's only so much left."
"Have a good journey on the road to Huangquan."
The sound of rapid footsteps and startled shouts came from outside the house. Zhang Wu took a deep look at Xiao Jingao, jumped on the spot, flew up, and blended into the dark night.
Return to the back wall of the prison again, go down into the tunnel, take off your night clothes, and burn them all.
Then Zhang Wu carried Wang Ligen's rotting body out and returned to the hospital all the way.
He put the body on his hospital bed, covered it with a quilt, and sighed in his heart, but he could only leave.
Late at night, a lonely figure walked towards the south of the city.