Li Eryi looked shocked. He never expected that this person was actually Liu Qingqing.
"How could it be him?"
Yang Yu’s face trembled as he was about to kill in the shadows.
He thought about countless possibilities, but he never expected that Liu Wenpeng's eldest son would actually come to rob the prison.
He only knew that Mr. Liu, who had a bad reputation, had a chivalrous style, but he never expected that he would actually dare to smash his father's face.
I was a little dazed for a moment.
“Mr. Li, follow me.”
As Liu Qingqing spoke, he saw Yang Yu in the shadow and tightened his wrist slightly.
“This, this is my friend.”
Li Eryi just reacted, feeling surprised and happy at the same time.
Liu Qingqing said he would save him before, but how could he believe that Mr. Liu, who would even take back the gold and silver reward, would really save him.
Seeing Li Eryi hesitate, Liu Qingqing thought he was worried about her, so she just waved her hand:
"This happened because of me, how could I ignore it? Even if there are any consequences, Liu will bear the consequences!"
Still shouldering the burden...
Yang Yu let go of the handle of the knife and the corners of his mouth twitched. Was it because he had listened to a lot of books?
But I feel a little relieved.
No matter what happens, Liu Wenpeng will never attack his son.
“My apprentice…”
Li Eryi grabbed Liu Qingqing's arm, but the latter gave a bitter smile: "Your apprentice couldn't bear it the day before yesterday and was killed in the cell..."
“Xiaoyan…”
Li Eryi felt a pain in his heart.
“It’s not a good time to stay here for a long time. Sir, please follow me out and we’ll talk later.”
Liu Qingqing glanced at Yang Yu, implying a warning.
“Well, thank you very much, sir.”
Li Eryi gritted his teeth and thanked him, then followed Li Eryi's pull and pulled him out of the cell door.
“This is not right...”
Yang Prison followed him out of the cell door.
There was silence in the prison, and many jailors fell to the ground in confusion.
Yang Yu tried the breathing of these jailers and found that they were not knocked unconscious, but fascinated.
“Is this a drug? Yes, with Mr. Liu’s method, it is not a problem to tamper with the food.
only……"
Yang Yu still has doubts in his heart.
Could it be that this Heishan yamen, except for Wang Fobao, is all trash?
The prison was relatively remote. It was dark and no one was walking around. Li Eryi still couldn't believe it until he got on the carriage.
The defenses of this Black Mountain Prison are so loose?
But when I think about my little apprentice, my heart feels great pain. Why don’t you persist for a day or two?
Sighing painfully, Li Eryi lifted the car curtain and glanced at Yang Prison outside the prison door:
“Brother Yang, see you later.”
“Be careful.”
Yang Yu felt a little uneasy.
Watching the carriage go away, I felt more and more that there was something wrong with this smooth ride.
With thoughts swirling in my mind, I still followed.
…
On the carriage, Li Eryi put on the clothes he had prepared. He was really shocked when he saw the city gate with a gap left.
“Liu is really indebted to you for having to suffer so much. Please accept these payments and never refuse to return them like before.”
Handing over a heavy package, Liu Qingqing looked apologetic:
“I just promised to give you the yellow gelding, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to give it away.”
…"That would be disrespectful."
Li Eryi thanked him sincerely.
Over the years he has been writing, he has also seen people who consider themselves chivalrous, but this is the first time he has seen someone who dared to break into prison to save himself after just meeting him by chance.
I can’t help but sigh in my heart.
How could a dog official like Liu Wenpeng have such a good son?
“Hoo!”
Watching the carriage go away, Liu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, put on his mask and was about to leave, when he heard a sigh behind him.
"who?!"
Liu Qingqing's heart skipped a beat, and he drew his sword in his hand. He saw Liu Wenpeng, dressed in ordinary clothes, slowly walking down the city wall.
Behind him, several soldiers guarding the city had pale faces.
“Father, father.”
Liu Qingqing’s heart thumped.
“You...”
Looking at his son in black clothes and mask, Liu Wenpeng let out a long sigh:
“Liu Qingqing, when will you grow up?”
"Father."
Liu Qingqing gritted his teeth.
“How does it feel to save someone?”
Liu Wenpeng put his hands behind his back and asked calmly.
“Good! Excellent!”
Liu Qingqing pulled off her mask and responded with her head held high: "It's much better than staying up all night and scheming all day long!"
"good."
Liu Wenpeng was neither happy nor angry, and turned to look at the soldiers behind him:
“What crime should be committed if someone is released privately?”
“Plop!”
Several soldiers became weak, kowtowed frantically, and repeatedly shouted for mercy.
“This is a capital crime.”
Liu Wenpeng looked at his son and said calmly:
“Not only the soldiers who opened the door, but also the old Song Dynasty who delivered the meal, the jailer who opened the door, and the government servant who drove the car..."
Speaking of this, Liu Wenpeng paused slightly and looked down at his son without looking at the soldiers who were kowtowing like garlic:
“They are all capital crimes!”
"you you……"
Listening to the series of names, Liu Qingqing felt as if he had been struck by thunder.
Only then did he realize that his actions, which he thought were secret, had been seen by his father from beginning to end.
After a long while, he said in a solemn voice:
“One person has to do something and one person is responsible for it! I am the one who committed the crime without permission. If you want to kill me, kill me!”
“Just as the merits and demerits are not equal to each other, there is never anything in this world where one person does something and the other takes responsibility!”
Liu Wenpeng had no expression on his face and said calmly:
“For one life, ten people have to die, Liu Qingqing, is this what you call ‘chivalrous’?”
"I……"
Liu Qingqing staggered back, her face as pale as paper.
Liu Wenpeng seemed to think that the stimulation was not enough. He took two steps forward and continued:
“The storyteller was not a capital offender at first. He could only be imprisoned for a few months. But now, it is a capital offence!”
"say no more!"
Liu Qingqing's heart hurt.
There has never been a moment when he felt that his father was so terrible. He felt that these words were like knives, leaving him bruised all over.
“It’s also because your father is so doting on you that you are so bold.”
Liu Wenpeng changed the subject and seemed to have softened a lot:
“This matter is not irreversible.”
Hearing this, Liu Qingqing raised his head: "What..."
“Catch him and bring him back.”
Liu Wenpeng’s tone was calm:
“How to let him go, and how to catch him back.”
"impossible!"
Liu Qingqing trembled and refused loudly: "This is absolutely impossible!"
“That’s up to you.”
Liu Wenpeng stopped pressing and walked toward the tower.
“Ahhhhh!!”
In the night, Liu Qingqing’s angry roar was heard.
Not long after, I heard the whipping of a long whip, the sound of a horse neighing, and a horse riding away outside the open city gate.
“Is it too much for adults to teach their children?”
Looking at Liu Qingqing leaving the dust, Guan Shanshui shook his head slightly:
“It’s too bad to go too far.”
“In the past few years, I had no time to care about him, so I developed his temperament. Now I don’t have to deal with it, and his temper cannot be changed..."
Liu Wenpeng also shook his head.
“Qing Qing is afraid that he won’t be able to catch that person.”
Guan Shanshui is a little curious.
Liu Wenpeng’s tone was calm:
"When he comes back empty-handed, I will put a lot of people in prison in front of him, including the storyteller."
“Killing one’s heart is far crueler than killing. An adult can be so cruel to his own son, and a poor man should be ashamed of himself.”
Guan Shanshui was a bit stunned.
“I don’t have much time, how can I train you slowly?”
Liu Wenpeng sighed:
"Troubled times are coming. Where can there be room for a good person in this world?"
“Yeah, troubled times.”
Guan Shanshui also sighed.
Just suddenly I felt some pity for Mr. Liu.
But I wonder if he will still call himself chivalrous after today?