wife and king

After giving advice to Le Ziyou and the others, Le Ziyou was no longer wary of Ji Fuxin, and the watchers also withdrew.Without the gaze of being watched, Ji Fuxin's mood improved a lot.At that time Ji Fuxin got up early, and when he saw the sun was bright outside, he was in a good mood, so he asked the servant to take him around the palace.Unfortunately, while walking, I arrived at the place where Le Ziyou and others bid farewell to Li Jie.As soon as he heard the noisy voices, the Suxi quiet Ji Fu frowned, turned his head and signaled to the servant to take him away.

Unexpectedly, before the crunching sound of the wheelchair was heard, Li Jie's strange laughing voice hit his ears first. At first hearing it, Ji Fu didn't feel anything wrong, he only frowned, and called the servant to leave as soon as possible.Later, Li Jie's laughter stopped suddenly, and he raised his voice to a higher level, and said, "Thank you, my lord, for your hospitality. I will say a few kind words for you when I return to Beijing."As soon as these words fell, Ji Fu's heart froze.

His eyes widened in an instant, and veins popped out of his supposedly weak hands, he hurriedly held down the boy pushing the wheelchair, trying to calm down his voice: "Slow...slow down, don't go. "

The servant didn't know whether Ji Fuxin was the master, or did he stop, turned the wheelchair, faced Li Jie's direction, and lowered his head respectfully and asked, "My lord, do you want to step forward?"

"No...no..." Ji Fu's voice trembled, and he shrank his body into the wheelchair unconsciously, "You...you go and see what that person looks like."

The little servant looked forward suspiciously, nodded, and pushed Ji Fuxin to the side of the road. After making sure that Li Jie and the others couldn't see Ji Fuxin, Fang Mao stepped forward and carefully looked at Li Jie with his neck stretched.After looking at it for a while, he came back lightly and described Li Jie's appearance in detail.

After hearing this, Ji Fu's heart trembled even more, as if facing a hunter's trapped beast, his eyes were filled with fear and grief, his face instantly turned pale, even the golden sunlight could not wash away the paleness on his face, he It was almost exhausted before he could speak: "Go, go... go, I don't want to see him, no..."

"Hey, who is this?"

The footsteps of leaving were stopped by a male voice.Ji Fu's heart was as stiff as a dead tree, and his heartbeat stopped suddenly. He even suspected that in the next moment, he would die here because he couldn't breathe.

Li Jie, who was speaking out, was just being courteous with Le Ziyou and others, and was about to brush off his sleeves and leave when he saw Ji Fuxin's back and wondered for a moment that there would be such a disabled person in the palace, so he asked first. .It's just that his voice was too loud, reaching the guilty Ji Fuxin's ears, making Ji Fuxin mistakenly think that Li Jie was coming, and dared not move again.

The boy is also a smart person, seeing that Ji Fuxin's appearance is not right, he quickly acted as if he had never heard of it, and pushed Ji Fuxin away from the crowd, not wanting Li Jie's sharp eyes, seeing Ji Fuxin's evasion in this way, he was suspicious in his heart, On the one hand, he deeply felt that the other party looked down on him too much, and his two thoughts were entangled. He was so proud that he frowned, showing an unhappy look on his face.

Xu Songming took Li Jie's expression into his eyes, and quickly looked at Le Ziyou, Le Ziyou took a step forward, blocking Li Jie's sight with a smiling face, and Xu Songming also smiled knowingly, showing a refined attitude, Li Jie saluted and said, "Master Li, I don't know what you saw just now."

Li Jie's brows furrowed deeper and deeper: "Just now I saw a man in a wheelchair, who is that man, why did he dare to ignore me, and besides, he is inside the palace, why does he have to wear a gauze hat to cover his face?"

Le Ziyou scolded the [-]th generation of Li Jie's ancestors in his heart, with an ugly smile on his face: "That man, he..."

"To tell you the truth," Xu Songming interrupted, "that person is the prospective princess of the palace, but because he is about to pass through the door, in order to avoid suspicion, he covered his face with a gauze hat and did not see outsiders, my lord, please don't worry."

"Hiss," Le Ziyou gasped softly after hearing these words, he glanced at Xu Songming in astonishment, and after receiving his warning, he hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, he is It's the concubine that this king is going to marry, Mr. Li cares about him so much, could it be..." This last word was suspended by him, full of suspicion.

Although Li Jie is a villain, he still knows a little bit about the world. Hearing that they are so sure of each other's identity, he dare not doubt him any more, lest Yan Wang will label him as a coveted princess.He secretly glanced at Ji Fuxin's back, his brows were full of scrutiny, his eyes were so deep that he seemed to be looking at some acquaintance.

Xu Songming's eyes stopped on Li Jie for a moment, seeing his unkind eyes, he yelled in his heart that he was not good, he hurriedly gave Le Ziyou a look, and hurriedly rubbed his lips, and sent Li Jie away with a few words.

After sending Li Jie out of the city, Xu Songming hurried back to the palace, pulled Le Ziyou and hurriedly said: "Tighten up the defense around the young master, and also, tell the young master not to go out of the mansion for a short time, and take off the gauze hat."

Le Ziyou also noticed that something was wrong with Li Jie just now, and didn't bother with the matter of the quasi-wangfei, so he nodded immediately, and decided to communicate with Ji Fuxin alone, and arrange the guards beside Ji Fuxin alone.

Xu Songming knew some speaking skills, so the communication matter fell into his hands.He rushed to Chaoling Pavilion, pushed the door in regardless of etiquette, rushed in, accidentally bumped into the young man who was going out.

"Are you all right?" Xu Songming supported the boy who was knocked back a step by him, and after asking, he turned around and said, "The young master is inside."

"Yes, it's just..." The boy stood up and bowed to Xu Songming, his eyes flickering, "He's in a bad situation, I'm planning to invite Doctor Wang."

"Not so good?" Xu Songming frowned, thinking about Li Jie's reaction just now, he felt even more uneasy, and without waiting for the boy's explanation, he stepped into the inner room first, "My lord, you can stay here."

"Hmm..." The soft voice was almost inaudible, but seeing that Ji Fu still had the strength to respond, he seemed to be quite calm.

Seeing that Ji Fu was just staring at the distance through the window in a daze, Xu Songming breathed a sigh of relief: "My lord, are you all right?"

Ji Fuxin didn't answer, just shook his head, staring at the scenery outside the window for a moment, the sunlight slanted down on him, clearly reflecting the sadness in his eyes.Even though it was a clear sky outside, he felt sad and hurt as if he was watching a never-ending rain.

Xu Songming stood by Ji Fuxin's side, and the sadness emanating from Ji Fuxin made him dare not move forward, for fear that if he took a step forward, it would break Ji Fuxin's strength.

The two of them kept one looking at the window, and the other in a silent posture in the room. The young man called Dr. Wang, and after seeing him, he pulled Dr. Wang knowingly and stood aside silently.

Watching the scenery alone, accompanied by several people.The fragrance in the room burned out at some point, and the light and gentle fragrance dissipated in thousands of dust after leaving the last trace on the tip of the nose.Ji Fuxin's fingers trembled slightly, his empty eyes gradually focused as the fragrance dispersed, the grief in his eyes was straightforward and naked: "I have to leave."

A long silence, but in exchange for this shocking sentence, Xu Songming was shocked, threw the restraint just now to Bei, stepped in front of Ji Fuxin and asked, "My lord, why did you say that?"

Ji Fuxin slowly turned his eyes back to Xu Songming's face, his voice was unsteady, trembling slightly: "If I stay here, I will only harm you. Mu Qing is a person who does great things, so I shouldn't I am implicated. Today that person has doubts about me, if he..." After he suddenly opened his eyes wide, he swallowed the words after Ruo, Xu Songming tried to make him speak again, he But he turned his head away with a mournful expression, and said nothing more.

"He has a story that cannot be told by others. If you read the story page by page, what you see is not the fun of the story, but the despair behind the story."

This sentence was said by Xu Songming and Yan Cangling in the future. When Yan Cangling heard it, shock appeared on his calm face, and after a moment of absence, it turned into a look of deep pain.

Ji Fuxin insisted on leaving, but Xu Songming said to stay - Xu Songming couldn't explain why he was so obsessed with asking Ji Fuxin to stay, maybe it was for the palace, maybe it was for the prince, maybe it was because of the story behind Ji Fuxin.He had a premonition that Ji Fuxin had nowhere to go after leaving the palace, and would only become a dead bone on the road.

"My lord, if you insist on leaving, I won't stay." Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Xu Songming turned around and said, "It's just that you are alone and unable to walk. Where can you go?"

A bitter smile spread across Ji Fuxin's face: "The sky is big and the earth is big, there is always room for shelter. Back then, I could have survived the hardships, but now I just stand up and walk, so what's so difficult. Come on," he stretched out his arms towards Boy, "Help me up, I will try to stand up, and leave the palace as soon as possible before that person returns to Beijing."

The light in Xu Songming's eyes faded away, he bowed his head and sighed for a moment, no more persuasion, seeing that Ji Fuxin tried to walk without any serious problems under the support of the servant, he told him, and walked away.

As soon as he came out of Chaoling Pavilion, he turned to the corner, bumped into Le Ziyou, and casually told him about Ji Fu's situation, and the two made a decision at the same time to start with Li Jie and investigate Ji Fu matters of the heart.At the same time, they acted hard and soft, trying to hold Ji Fuxin back before Yan Cangling returned—no matter from the perspective of righteousness or morality, Ji Fuxin's situation was wrong at this time, and they couldn't let him leave.

And just when they were trying to keep Ji Fu's heart, Yan Cangling on the other side was bullying the escort team with everyone, ready to attack.

They had already met with Wang Bin's companions. Based on the information provided by Wang Bin's companions, they studied the route of the escort team. After deciding where to attack, they separated and followed the plan.

Perhaps it was God’s favor, on the day when the plan was implemented, the bright moon was engulfed by dark clouds, and the shadows were only faintly shining, and the light and shadow were mottled, and it was almost impossible to see people.On a scorching hot night, with occasional breezes, all the steaming heat is blowing, and finally ended up with no moon and no stars. After being escorted for many days, the thirsty prisoners all cheered for the possible torrential downpour. , Jie Jie flicked the thick whip in distaste, and slapped it on the ground, urging all the prisoners to shut up.

This escort team traveled from Beijing to Nanzhou, passing through many provinces, from the end of spring to midsummer, from the severe cold in the north to the scorching heat in the south, death from freezing and heat has long been commonplace, and those who survive are all in good health strong man.

The fidgety sound of whipping sounded in my ears again, sometimes accompanied by the sound of begging for mercy and rolling to the ground.Ji Chongde, who was able to sit down for a rest after a long journey, was able to touch the mud with his buttocks. He was startled by the sound and stood up. He went to the place where the sound came from, and saw a man throwing his whip at a man begging for water to quench his thirst. Say hello.His eyes froze, a cold light shot out, the chain in his hand was blocked forward, there was a loud bang, and the chain split a crack, showing the strength of the whip.

"Damn, who dares to stop the old..." Before the word "son" fell, after seeing that it was Ji Chongde, the domineering Xiechang changed his face and forced a smile at Ji Chongde, "It turned out to be the Minister of the Ministry of War, disrespect and disrespect .”

Ji Chongde's face was tense, he bent down and pulled up the beaten man, and dusted him off.

Xie Cha was completely ignored, his lips moved, and the veins in the hand holding the whip protruded, as if he was suppressing the anger all over his body.But when Ji Chongde raised his eyes, he squeezed out a smile like a face-changing expression: "Shangshu of the Ministry of War, what are you doing against us?"

Ji Chongde took a quick look, then withdrew his hand, and walked to the place where he was sitting just now.He never said a word, firstly because he didn't pay attention to those unreasonable errands, and secondly because the weather was dry and hot, and there was too little water to drink, so what he could say was a sentence.

He sat back on the spot, saw the messenger spit at the man venting his anger, kicked him, then turned around and cursed at his companions, he withdrew his worries, leaned against the tree trunk and closed his eyes to rest.Since he left the imperial city, his relatives have been scattered all over the place and disappeared. There are more than a hundred people in Shangshu's mansion, and he was the only one who was escorted to Nanzhou.He was charged with a serious crime, and there was no way to find out the news around him. He was exiled hard all the way, and it was difficult to feed himself. If he hadn't held a glimmer of hope in his heart, how could he have survived the mourning of his wife and children.

Fortunately, I don't know who took care of it. After walking for a while, the guard who beat and scolded him suddenly changed his attitude towards him. He took care of him like a god, and stopped beating and scolding him. Lock Du deliberately changed him to a lighter one, and he would greet his relatives from time to time on weekdays—this made him hated by all the prisoners.At first he was still puzzled, but later he heard that someone secretly helped and promised the money that was quite different, so he let go of his doubts.As time went by, he took advantage of this convenience to stop some of the errands' rough behavior, so as to eliminate the jealousy of the prisoners towards him.But after all, he has been in the officialdom for many years. Knowing that these clerks receive little salary and do hard work, his heart is naturally full of resentment, and he often needs to beat and scold prisoners to vent his anger, so he will not do it again and again. They all stepped forward to stop, get angry and solve the problem, and only help when needed.It was also because of his knowledge and interest that Xie Cha was kind and respectful to him.

The noise around gradually subsided, and all the prisoners who had been walking for a day also leaned against the big tree and took a nap, the silence was only the sound of insects.Ji Chongde also fell into a deep sleep. At this moment, the beating man relieved his emergency, jumped up from the ground, and hurriedly got into the tall grass as tall as a man.

The solution officer panicked, and as soon as he entered the depths of the grass, he couldn't wait to remove his pants and blow his whistle to solve the problem.At this time, the grass swayed violently, and he looked suspiciously, thinking that the wind was disturbing, so he didn't care and continued to go to the toilet.After a while, a gust of wind came blowing over his head, and his face turned pale with fright. Before he had time to pull out his pants to escape, he saw a cold light passing by, his neck was cold, and then he watched helplessly as his head separated from his body, rolling and gurgling. When he landed on the ground, he couldn't even exhale an exclamation, so he collapsed into the grass.

From the swaying grass just now, two people sprang out, dragged the corpse of the Jiecha to the depths of the grass with lightning speed, one person quickly peeled off the saber and token from Jiecha's body, and the other Then he pinned the untied thing on his body, and at the same time took out a human skin mask from his bosom, and covered it on his face. In less than half a stick of incense, a disguised person became the dead man , and swaggered out from the grass.

If you ask who this person is, it is Yan Cangling.He scanned the surroundings with his eyes, and suddenly the light gathered, focusing on Ji Chongde who was leaning on the tree trunk.Ji Chongde is about forty years old, but his face does not look old. His sword eyebrows are flying across the sky, his eyes are closed tightly, no emotion can be seen, and his tight lips are full of upright and unyielding taste. The well-informed Yan Cangling only takes one look, then Knowing that Ji Chongde is not easy to deal with this time.

He rubbed his brows, exchanged glances with his partner lurking there not far away, and followed the plan.He cursed and walked to the seat close to Ji Chongde and sat down, threw the saber on the ground, and spat: "Bah, I'm so hot."

"Hehe, you've been here for such a long time, I almost thought you were eaten by the spirits in the grass." The rest of the officers laughed and joked, patting Yan Cangling's shoulder and laughing loudly.

Yan Cangling squinted at his black nails, suppressed his nausea and squeezed out a smile, and waved his hands carelessly: "Hey, hell, even the spirits are so hot, who has the appetite to eat me? Sweaty man."

"That's not what you say," a thin and small messenger lifted up his trousers and pulled them to his knees, exposing a hairy leg to bask in the moonlight. Well, hahaha."

"Hahaha, it's extremely, extremely." Everyone laughed and sweared and said some nasty vulgar words. Yan Cangling echoed it from time to time, piled up ugly smiles, and chatted and joked with those people.

I reckoned that it was almost the same, Yan Cangling also felt the temperament of these people, the corner of his mouth curled up, and changed the topic: "Spirits can still eat people to feed their hunger, but this person is hungry but can't eat spirits, he can only eat other things. Slightly."

As soon as the sound fell, everyone seemed to be choked by the neck, and their voices stopped suddenly. They all looked at each other, their eyes flickering, but no one responded first.

"Hey, what's wrong with you guys, you stopped talking." Yan Cangling slapped the person beside him, his smile unchanged, "Could it be that you're afraid of ghosts."

"Hahaha, I'm not afraid of heaven and earth," one of them patted his chest, "what's so scary about ghosts, what's afraid of is people..."

"Hush!" Another voice broke in, glanced furtively left and right, and suppressed the voice again and again, "We know this well, don't talk nonsense."

"I know everything well," Yan Cangling was suspicious, and then said in a deep voice, "Could it be that you know something."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense," leaning against a person on the trunk with his hands behind his back, straightened up and sat up, and pointed at the crowd with his finger, "We know this man cannibalism well, and don't talk about the rest. Forget it..." He raised his voice, pouted his lips and turned to the prisoner who was leaning crookedly on the tree trunk and dozing, "They miss it."

"Oh?" Yan Cangling raised his eyebrows, leaned forward, and listened attentively, "You mean, do you want to get money from them? But what kind of money do these people have, it's better to find that person..." He pointed , pointing at Ji Chongde with a strange smile, "It's not that he has a lot of money. It's hot these days, so let's try to blackmail him and earn some tips to buy wine."

"Hahaha, we can't afford to blame this grandfather," one of them smiled and waved his hand, "This man is so powerful behind him, we dare not provoke him, otherwise we will pretend to be grandchildren here and be angry with his old face .”

"Eh?" Yan Cangling stretched his neck, cast a glance at Ji Chongde who was a little startled, and deliberately amplified his voice, "What can a Minister of the Ministry of War who has been demoted and punished be capable of? Could it be that you thought the Holy Majesty would call him back? Come on. Speech! This Holy Majesty is a piece of trash, besides beheading people with a wave of his hand, what else can he do? According to me, if the Holy Majesty calls this person back to the court, the whole world will change hands!"

"Nonsense!" An angry reprimand suddenly pierced the air, and everyone looked around, only to see that Ji Chongde, who was still asleep, was awake, his eyes were very clear, and a slight sullen expression appeared on his face.

Seeing his reaction, Yan Cangling was startled. After all, he is also a person who does great things. He immediately raised his indifferent eyes and shouted: "Go, go, man, what are you talking about?"

"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, a real dragon, and you are blessed by the heavens. If you speak wild words, you will not be afraid of being struck by lightning!"

As soon as these words were delivered, everyone tacitly kept silent. Only Yan Cangling couldn't understand the words of defending Emperor Yong, so he walked over immediately and argued with Ji Chongde: "Bullshit! Emperor Yong is incompetent, we all know it. You see If you look at this world, you will know a thing or two, if he is really capable, why would you be here today."

"Shut up!" Ji Chongde's stern face showed a trace of anxiety, and he cupped his fists and cupped his hands towards the sky, "The Holy One is the favored son of heaven, whether it is good or bad, we are not able to speak nonsense."

"Bah! Don't think that you can do anything because you are the former Minister of the Ministry of War. Now you are just a criminal, and you still want to order me to keep quiet. I just want to say," Yan Cangling said proudly with his hips on his hips, "You are here today. Don't even think about returning to the imperial court. According to me, you might as well serve the men well, make them happy, and maybe give you some benefits. You have to know, the person who helps you behind this will not help you for the rest of your life , don’t you think about relying on his help and bossing us around, after all, you are just a prisoner!”

Ji Chongde's seriousness shattered, and his lips were tightly pursed: "No matter what, the Holy One must not be defiled."

Yan Cangling was anxious and angry when he heard it, and immediately argued with Ji Chongde, one of them was full of bad things about the Holy One, and the other insisted that the Holy One is the real dragon emperor, and he should not be slandered at will.

After talking about it, Yan Cangling was so anxious that he almost took off his boots and put a hood on Ji Chongde's head to stop his pedantic words. Fortunately, those clerks pulled away Yan Cangling, who was cursing and rolled up his sleeves and was about to hit someone, and then stopped. This time the quarrel ended.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry," one person patted Shun Yan Cangling's chest, and pulled the red-faced Yan Cangling to the pool, let him wash his face to dissipate the heat, and then put one hand on his mouth, and said in a low voice, " Now you can see why we don't care about him. This person is stubborn and stubborn. He has some power behind him and someone manages him. We can't move him, so we ignore this person. He can do whatever he says, as long as He won't overdo it."

Yan Cangling's brows were clustered together, suspicious clouds suddenly arose, and he said tentatively: "I said, what the manager gave us is just a small amount of money, and they can't eat good food. We are really the grandsons of the poor if we tolerate it so much."

"Oh, have you forgotten what that person said that day?" Xie Chai patted Yan Cangling's shoulder and slapped him a few times, "You have an incredible memory, and you don't even remember the key words." Write down."

Yan Cangling's heart skipped a beat, he raised a pair of gossip eyes, and asked, "What's going on, I forgot about it."

"Hey, I'll let you know again out of good intentions, to give you a long memory," Xie Cha said with a smile in a low voice, "The person in charge told us in secret at that time that the Shang Shu's exile was just a temporary use of anger by the Holy One, but for a long time, He can be reinstated, you say, once we hear this, how dare we bully him, otherwise in the future when he returns to the court, we will lose our heads."

Yan Cangling was stunned, returning to the court?According to his investigation, the post of minister of the Ministry of War has been replaced by an incompetent villain, so where does the reinstatement come from? "Can you believe this?"

"Credible, how unreliable. That person is a big shot, he..."

"Hey, you two, don't you sleep in the middle of the night? You're so noisy, it's annoying!" Another chap who was irritated suddenly stepped in, the chap laughed a few times, and then patted Yan Cangling on the shoulder. , turned over to the side and fell asleep, but after a while, he started snoring.

Yan Cangling privately thought that the person in charge was Wang Bin, so he didn't ask any further questions. Seeing that everyone was gradually falling asleep, he used his inner urgency as an excuse to go back to the bushes where he had just killed Xie Er.

His men and Le Qi had already been waiting there, seeing him coming, Le Qi said coldly, "When will we do it?"

Yan Cangling frowned, stretched his neck to look at Ji Chongde who was sleeping again, pursed his lips and said, "Don't do anything for now, the plan has changed."

"Why?" Le Qi raised his tone, obviously dissatisfied.

Yan Cangling shook his head: "I have tested it just now. Ji Chongde is loyal to the emperor at best, but pedantic at worst. He flatters the sage, he is the real dragon emperor, and he cannot be destroyed, and he cannot be violated, even if If there is any fault in the Holy Spirit, it can be forgiven. How can I save him if such views are deeply rooted in my heart. I am afraid that as soon as I save him, he will wipe his neck with a knife to show his loyalty. I thought I had done it well. After trying to persuade me with words, Fang found out that it was useless to rely on words alone. Alas, when Wang Bin came to ask me for help, Wang Bin's words would not be able to make Ji Chongde let go."

"Then what's your next step?" Le Qi didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with him, so he asked straightforwardly. He never liked to listen to long speeches, but only liked to solve them by hand.

Yan Cangling sighed and glanced at the crowd who were anxiously waiting for action, and cupped his hands apologetically: "Everyone, please listen to me, the current situation is not optimistic, we cannot come forward for the time being, so I have to trouble the brothers to bear it for the next few days." Well, when I find an opportunity, I will definitely subdue Ji Chongde. Right now I have a way, but this way is a little sorry for him, but the current emperor is faint, the world is dark, and the vitality of his life is exhausted. With this stubborn thought, he will also do it in the future He must be the soul of someone else's sword, and my action can be regarded as saving his life." At that moment, without saying much, he pulled his companion and bowed his head to whisper.

After the last word fell, everyone's eyes became heavy, and Le Qi's lips were drawn into a slit, and he said straight to the point: "It's very risky, if it doesn't work, it may cost him his life."

Yan Cangling's eyes were dim, and he slowly looked from Le Qi's face to the gloomy sky: "At this point, we have no other way, no matter what, even if we knock someone out, we must save him before he commits suicide in grief and indignation." .”

"Okay, leave it to me." Le Qi said coldly, full of confidence.These words are not bragging, he has some background, coupled with his later training, now his martial arts have greatly improved, and it is no problem to stop one person from committing suicide.

Yan Cangling gave him a grateful look: "Then we will follow this plan, thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay, just let me go back to see my elder brother as soon as possible, it's no fun being with you."

"..." Yan Cangling gave Le Qi a hard look.

So, everyone followed the plan.Yan Cang's mausoleum was in the open, and everyone was in the dark, following the escorted large army towards Nanzhou.

At this time, it was hot in midsummer and the sun was shining brightly. Yan Cangling, who had been marching for many years, was so hot that he almost stuck out his tongue like a big dog to relieve the fever. It was thanks to his belief in rescuing Ji Chongde, otherwise He's really going to leave halfway.

When I arrived in Nanzhou, it was the great heat of August, and Yan Cangling's head was covered with white smoke like a steamer. Looking at the prisoners who had been drained of moisture by the scorching sun and turned into dead wood, he felt sympathetic many times and wanted to give everyone a gift. Drinking a glass of water, but thinking of his own identity, he finally suppressed the thought.

The team, shaped like a long dragon, dragged their shackles forward on the cracked ground, and the only sound of shackles echoed on the road where the birdsong stopped. They entered Nanzhou and were about to arrive at the distribution center, but there was no joy in everyone's eyes. Depressed, his expression was as depressed as if he had passed from a swamp to hell.

Yan Cangling had already inquired clearly before that the director of the Nanzhou Matching Office was a man who had no opinion and was extremely protective of his weaknesses. If there was anything wrong with the job, he had to make it right. Even if the job was done to vent his anger and beat the prisoner to death, he would think of a way In order to commit a crime for Jiecha, the prisoner who was beaten to death had to be forced to commit suicide before he would give up.

Yan Cangling relied on this disadvantage of the director to start his plan.

On this day, the large team arrived outside the Nanzhou Distribution Office. The prisoners who had been scorched for a day could lean against the eaves for a while, and then someone came to report that "the director has arrived."Suddenly panicked, Qiqi propped up his exhausted body, and stood up crookedly.When you come here, no matter how good you were in the past, here you have to respect the director as the sky. If you can please him, you can be lazy for a while when you are working hard.

"The director is here, hurry up, brothers, stand up!"

"Ah, the director is here!"

You said something to me, one after another, making a buzzing sound, but within a moment, one of the officers whipped his whip and yelled "What are you arguing about?" He shut his mouth to prevent his excitement from escaping.

Yan Cangling then straightened his clothes, brushed off his sleeves, and stood up straight.

Soon, a short man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks walked over with his hands behind his back, and when he saw the messengers, he squinted his eyes and smiled, and the dry flesh on his face wrinkled into a ball with his squinting eyes , like a puddle of mud that was kneaded at will.After a few words of politeness from the fellow escorts, he raised his eyes high, purposely stood on tiptoe, and walked along the prisoner all the way.

The head of the prison is not tall, only reaching to Yan Cangling's shoulders. His height is the thorn in his heart. Every time he patrols the prisoner, he will stand on tiptoe to see those who are slightly short due to fatigue. Most prisoners always think that this will give them a sense of accomplishment.Therefore, seeing him stand on tiptoe at this moment, some discerning tall prisoners deliberately bent their knees, making themselves a head shorter, just to please him.

Sure enough, the chief took advantage of this trick, patting those obediently bent prisoners with satisfaction, pointing at those shrewd prisoners, and asked the guard to take them down, so as to take care of them.

The rest of the prisoners with windy ears, seeing the director's move, imitated the people in front of them, deliberately lowered their bodies, and what's more, they knelt down and bowed deeply.When one person bows down, the person standing tall behind him will stand out, and when the next person bows, several people will bow one after another, so as not to cause a height gap and make the director dissatisfied.

The director watched with satisfaction that everyone bowed down as if he was a high-ranking official, and he laughed so hard that he almost jumped up as if the Holy Spirit had said "Excuse me, excuse me". Walking in steps, what is greedy is only this moment of being worshiped by others.His nose was turned up high, the further he walked, the more he couldn't let people in with his eyes, only filled with a piece of blue sky.As a result, he was proud of himself for a while, stepped on a stone that came from nowhere, sprained his foot, and fell to the ground immediately.

Everyone was caught off guard by this fall, and Jie Jie was only stunned for a while, then he rushed up in a hurry, you pulled your arm, I pulled my arm to help him up, and dusted him, taking good care of him.The director's high nose was crushed by this fall, and the skin was scratched. When he touched it, he yelled out in pain, and his anger followed. He looked at the ground and pointed to it. The gravel that tripped him shouted: "Crush it for me! Crush it hard!"

"laugh."

With a sudden chuckle, the director's anger shot up to the top of his head before he could get it right, and he shouted with a stinky face: "Who, who is laughing!"