At the beginning of Qin Shihuang, you said it was prehistoric

Meng Yi's complexion is very ugly.

Meng Yi couldn't help but keep his face black.

Good guy!
That unscrupulous storyteller was actually lifted up by several inmates!Actually standing in mid-air, with the appearance of berating Fang Qiu and pointing Jiangshan...

Where is this going to jail?

Is this for a book? !Is it to attract a loyal audience?Extended book friends?Absorbing brother is here?

Or, did he really go to prison to study?Enrich life experience and increase career knowledge?
It's too bloated.

……

"Boom..."

"Ouch!"

The storyteller suddenly fell down from the air, and was looking at the prison door, distracted.

and.

The few inmates who were holding them up at the moment also noticed the arrival of Meng Yi and several generals, so they let go of their hands and stood respectfully beside the fine gold iron bars.

The storyteller didn't react for a while, and immediately fell down and landed on the floor of the prison...

There was no sound in the entire prison.

Only the storyteller fell, and the sound of "Ouch".

No one cared about the storyteller who fell to the ground, everyone held their breath and looked at the mighty generals who came in from the gate of the prison.

As for the storyteller on the ground?
"Mr. Storyteller, it's just a cellmate who can tell books..."

"Ordinary inmates..."

……

See the audience is quiet.

Meng Yi didn't bother to care about it, and the storyteller who fell to the ground immediately opened his mouth and asked.

As the iron-blooded general of Daqin, Meng Yi did things more simply and directly.

Those who are willing to abandon the dark and turn to the bright, directly raise their hands.

Those who don't want to turn to the light, stay in the prison first...

After a few days, Meng Yi will ask again, if he still refuses to repent...

Well, that's easy too.

The Great Qin Dynasty did not raise waste.

"Cultivator?"

"so what?"

"If you don't abandon the dark and turn to the bright, if you don't join our Great Qin Dynasty, no matter what kind of practitioner you are, you are also a waste..."

Meng Yi's idea is very simple.

exactly.

The generals of the Great Qin, under the leadership and influence of the King of the Great Qin, Yingzheng, their thinking is very simple.

The difference is that some generals are simpler and more straightforward, and some generals are simpler and more tactful...

……

"You open all these prison doors, there will be Ben, there is nothing to worry about."

"Take all these practitioners out."

"We will meet up with Chief Xu later, and bring them all back to Supervisor Tiansi."

Meng Yi commanded several prison guards to open the cell doors one by one.

Just as the jailer was about to open the prison door of Mr. Storyteller, Meng Yi spoke:
"Don't open that door over there!"

"Let them stay inside and enrich the storytelling experience..."

"I see those few, they are very happy..."

The storyteller was looking beaming, and when he asked if he had turned to the light, his hands were almost sore, for fear that the generals would not see him.

Finally going out...

This goddamn place...you don't need anything...

result.

a bolt from the blue!

"what?"

"This?!"

"General..."

Mr. Storyteller is about to speak.

At this time, the inmates who were lifted just now are in a hurry!

Several people crowded together in front of the fine gold iron fence, shouting loudly:
"General! You are wronged!"

"It's wrong!!"

"We don't know this person well!"

"This person is just an ordinary inmate who can tell books! We really don't know each other!!"

"We've only known each other for two days... I'm wronged..."

Several people yelled so heart-piercingly that those who heard it were in tears and those who heard it were sad.

The other inmates who were released felt sorry for hearing this, but none of them dared to say anything, now that they are in danger, how dare they talk too much.

……

The earth-shattering crying and howling of several people made the corner of Meng Yi's mouth twitch slightly, and he said:
"Is that so..."

"Then let them out as well, leaving only the storyteller inside."

"A person can also reflect and improve..."

The storyteller's inmates, upon hearing Meng Yi's words, hurriedly nodded their heads like pounding garlic, and said eagerly:
"Thank you General!"

"General wise!"

"It's this storyteller who talks nonsense and talks nonsense every day, which ruins the atmosphere in the prison!"

"We were also forced to listen to books..."

Several people spoke with sincerity, and the other prison inmates outside heard it, and they felt the same way. Many people nodded their heads, and some people looked up to the sky and sighed, saying:
"Prison."

"It's been a long time to tell a story!"

……

The affectionate interpretation of several inmates, as well as the nodding and sighing of everyone outside, made the storyteller dumbfounded.

There is a saying.

When the catastrophe is imminent, they fly separately...

but?

Are you flying too fast? !
The well-informed storyteller suddenly became suspicious of life.

"I shouldn't have come to Daqin... If I hadn't come to Daqin, I wouldn't have met these people, I wouldn't have encountered so many things..."

"Stay honestly in the North and wait for the reward!"

"How wonderful!"

"Do you have to come here to join in the fun...increase your storytelling skills?"

"What else is there to add! Everyone is gone!"

The storyteller reflected here, while the others began to follow behind the generals and walked out obediently.

"Sorry, let's go first!"

"Take care of yourself……"

Some inmates, passing by Mr. Storyteller's cell door, made several movements with their mouths.

The few inmates who were still crying just now wiped the tears from their faces, stood outside the fine gold iron gate of the prison, quietly stretched out a hand, first compared the shape of a flagon, and then compared In the shape of a chicken leg.

meaning is.

"Don't worry, sir."

"After we go out, we will ask someone to bring you wine and meat..."

this moment.

The storyteller, who was still introspecting, suddenly felt a little wet in his eyes...

"My brothers, I'm sorry!"

"Mr. Ben wrongly blamed you..."

"I didn't expect...you are bearing the burden of humiliation..."

"In order to go out and deliver wine and meat to Mr. Ben, you are so aggrieved..."

"It seems that the days when there are wine and meat in the future are not bad."

……

soon.

Under the leadership of Meng Yi and several generals, the inmates outside the prison door all went out one by one.

In the end, only the storyteller and a small number of thorns remained in the prison that was bustling not long ago.

These thorns are either a little rebellious, or they just want to be steady again, and want to see if there are people from the sect who come to rescue them.

Not all practitioners saw Ying Zheng make a move.

Not all practitioners believe what others say.

in this world.

There will always be some hard-headed people.

As for whether it is good or bad?

Hard to say.

Maybe, depending on your position...