Fang Lao naturally refers to the eldest son of the Fang family, Fang Nianjun, who was robbed and killed by bandits.
Although County Magistrate Li had not yet come here to serve as an official at that time, he was aware of this old incident.
Thinking of this old incident, a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes, obviously very happy.
"No, I really have a long memory, and I was cunning enough this time." He said, "This has caused us to fail several times."
"No matter how hard I hide, I have to go back here. No matter how many ways I take, I can't escape from the Palace of Hell." The voice in the prison said with a smile, and then he coughed violently.
"Can you endure it?" Magistrate Li asked with concern.
I coughed violently for a while before I stopped.
"I can endure it. I have endured it for so many years and I am still afraid of this last tremor." He gasped hoarsely.
"Well, you have been wronged." County Magistrate Li said, "But this is the only way we can find Master Fang as soon as possible and cut through the mess quickly."
The voice inside responded.
"Okay, I'm going to wait for the news. I think I'll get it soon. They won't have to go around any more this time," County Magistrate Li said.
The voice inside responded.
Magistrate Li turned around and walked out, and after a while he was in prison.
"It's time to eat, it's time to eat." He shouted, instructing the guards to push pots of strange-smelling food into the cell.
A hand from the cell stretched out to grab it, the shackles on it jingled, and there was another jingling sound. He sat cross-legged on the withered grass, and stretched out his hand to lift up his weed-like hair, revealing the face of shopkeeper Song. He lowered his head and ate with big mouthfuls.
With the food in the basin.
"Let's make do with a few meals first. After a few days, we can have a decapitation meal. That will be a rich meal." The prison boss said while picking his teeth.
Song Yunping lowered his head and laughed twice.
"Yes, beheaded, beheaded, beheaded soon," he said.
The cell leader just thought he was stupid and crazy and ignored him, humming a little tune and walked out.
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Under the blazing sunshine in June, a cloud of dust rose up on the road, making people look even more despondent.
Now this group of gray-faced people stood under the sun and looked at the canyon in front of them, standing motionless, looking even more embarrassed.
"Young Master Ninth has already checked several times and found no problem." The senior executive raised his hand to wipe his sweat and waved his sleeves and said, "How is your intuition now?"
Zhu Zan rolled his eyes at him.
"I just feel bad." He said.
Along the way, the senior management had made it very clear what he meant by these words.
"Ninth Young Master, this is the only way to go. There is really no way around it." The senior executive said helplessly.
Zhu Zan looked ahead and frowned for a moment.
"How many enemies have you made?" he said, "Why can't you feel peaceful along the way? I've made a bit of a loss with this money."
This journey is not peaceful, but it’s all because of you, the old man, who is making a fuss and being startled, the senior executive said in his heart.
As for the unrest he felt intuitively, he hasn't seen any of it so far.
The scene fell into silence as usual.
But don't worry, no matter how awkward or calm the situation is, Zhu Zan can continue the conversation easily.
"Forget it, forget it." He waved his hand, "If you can't get around it, then leave. No matter what the situation is, just kill it. I am such a bloody person."
Then why didn't you just kill those who were not peaceful when you encountered them before?
Isn't it because we can't get around it that we have to kill it?
Is this also called bloody?
Shouldn't having a bloody nature be done despite knowing that one cannot do it?
The senior management felt a little confused.
"That's bullshit and bloody, that's stupidity." Zhu Zan said, "Why take risks when you can avoid danger, just to show how brave you are? Bravery is not about dying bravely, being brave is about being brave enough to live, daring to survive in danger is
Bloody."
Stupidity? Isn’t being brave not about dying, but about being brave enough to live?
Miss Jun thought in the car that she knew the truth at that time, so she shouldn't have rushed to the palace to kill the emperor with the hope of dying together, but should she have settled down and endured the humiliation, endured heavy hardships, and waited for revenge?
She couldn't figure out how to do that.
Regardless of whether she pretends not to know, the emperor definitely knows that he will always be wary of their sisters and brothers.
There may be other ways, but since Princess Jiuling is dead, she shouldn't think about what she should do if she were alive. What she should think about is what Jun Jiuling should do if he is alive.
"Besides." Zhu Zan raised his eyebrows, "Why should I risk my life when I can get around it? You just gave me 10,000 taels of silver and just wanted to buy my life. Are you stupid or am I stupid?"
I'm stupid. The senior manager felt very wrong and said, "Everything you said is right."
He looked at Miss Jun in the car.
"Do as Master Ninth Master says." Miss Jun said.
Miss Jun always repeated this sentence along the way.
Senior executives responded yes.
"Go, go, line up in front and back." He shouted loudly, riding forward, "crossing the valley."
"Crossing the valley."
The team shouted in unison, and the loud sounds passed into the valley and echoed in the valley. On the one hand, this was to clear the road, and on the other hand, if there were bandits and bandits, it showed that they had more people and allowed the other party to weigh and consider.
Zhu Zan did not ride a horse, but sat in the car again, playing with a knife in his hand somewhat casually.
There was a crossbow hanging on his horse beside him, which was covered by the hanging cloth.
Crossbows are weapons controlled by the government and cannot be obtained by ordinary people.
"I feel a little bit at a disadvantage," he said, "I received less money this time."
"Is it because of the crossbow?" Miss Jun said.
"Yes, you can even get the crossbow, which shows how powerful you are. If you are so powerful, you have to run away, which shows that the opponent is even more powerful." Zhu Zan said.
"Actually, we are not escaping." Miss Jun thought for a while and said.
Zhu Zan turned to look at her with a strange expression.
"I'll go! Then I'll lose a lot of money." He said suddenly.
Lei Zhonglian couldn't understand the conversation between the two.
What is it but escape?
Why would we have to pay for it if we didn't run away?
Fortunately, the person in front of me is a chatty person. Although his noise and words make people speechless, sometimes it is still very relaxing to listen to him.
He will explain it to you in detail. Of course, many times he means to enthusiastically let you realize how smart he is and how stupid you are.
"It turned out to be a bait." Zhu Zan said, looking at Miss Jun and then at Fang Chengyu, "You are really brave."
Bait? Lei Zhonglian looked surprised.
What bait?
To lure what?
His thoughts flashed across his mind, but this time he didn't wait for Zhu Zan to answer because there were loud shouts from all around.
"I drive this way!"
"I planted this tree!"
"This is the way to go!"
"Leave the money to buy the way!"
One after another, they sounded a bit messy, but they blended together wonderfully, circling one after another. For a time, the entire valley reverberated with their voices, like a rope falling from the sky, and like a net coming out of the ground.
The marching team became a little panicked, the guards looked surprised, and the horses stamped their hooves and raised their heads and puffed.
Lei Zhonglian stiffened and tightened his grip on the reins.
He looked at the people on both sides who had sprung up like mushrooms after rain. They were holding swords, guns and sticks, wearing rags and rags, shouting loudly, and for a moment his whole body was numb with goosebumps from head to toe.
This scene happened again.
These people are here again.
"Sure enough, it's a big loss." Zhu Zan's voice sounded from the side. He put the knife in his hand away from his waist, jumped off the carriage, exhaled and stroked his chin, "This is a lot of firewood."