Ding Tian's Ancient Life

After a while, a middle-aged man walked over quickly. This is the second master of Changchun Marquis Mansion, Murong Hao's biological father: "Father, are you looking for a child?"

"Let me ask you, where is Haohao?" Changchun Hou asked directly.

"Haohao?" Second Master Murong was taken aback, "Did he go out to play?"

"Where is that other person?" Changchun Hou said, "I want to see him!"

"Son, go find him right now." Second Master Murong quickly saluted and ran out.

Wen Sijia was troubled, it was rare for Changchun Marquis to give him face, and invited him to a sumptuous dinner, and the two of them chatted at the table, enjoying themselves happily.

Wen Sijia thought that he had been favored by Marquis Changchun, and he was very happy. He felt that the choice he made couldn't be more correct.

I couldn't help but drank some wine, and it was a bit high.

But Second Master Murong was in a panic, because the people sent out searched round after round. They had been to the places where the young master often went, and the places that the young master didn't often go to. People who followed the young master also went to the home to ask people, and they said that they hadn't come back for several days, and they thought they went out to play with the young master.

This kind of thing also happened on weekdays, going out with the young master, playing for ten days and half a month, or staying in a certain brothel, where the nephrite jade is warm and fragrant, no man likes to come out.

There was even a time when a group of people lived in the house of a prostitute for more than a month and spent thousands of taels of silver to get out of the house.

This kind of thing is not once or twice, so everyone is used to it, and they don't think it's wrong.

But when they came to ask, it was different.

There is only such a man in the third generation of the Changchun Marquis Mansion, and everyone in the mansion is pointing at him to live their lives.

Second Master Murong was in a panic, and ran back regardless of his appearance: "Father, something may have happened, Haohao he...he seems to be...

?,,

Marquis Changchun looked at Wen Sijia.

Wen Sijia smiled: "Your precious grandson, Murong Hao, is now in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice."

"Why is he there?" Marquis Changchun frowned, and Second Master Murong's anxious eyes were red.

He is also pointing at this son to live, otherwise when the father dies and the eldest brother inherits the Hou's mansion, what else will he do?

But the Marquis of Changchun has been vacillating all the time. If there is no big mistake in the world, there will be no son.

But there is a son in one day, and there is no one else in the Marquis of Changchun....

"I have to ask your young master about this." Because Wen Sijia didn't really know why.

Back then Ding Tian sent people here and left, but Murong Hao didn't like to talk to people like Wen Sijia at all, it would be okay if he changed to an oiran lady.

Moreover, Wen Sijia's flattery is too obvious. Murong Hao has been flattered since he was a child, and he has long been immune to seeing such faces.

In addition to his matter, in fact, it is a bit dishonest. He dare not say it out loud. Originally, this marriage was forced by their family. It looks like they will be withdrawn at any time. If such a The reason... The other party must not be able to swallow this breath, even if they have a handle, it's useless.

Marquis Changchun thought for a while: "You go there yourself and ask, what is the crime for being imprisoned? Why hasn't anyone come back to report a letter?"

"Yes, father!" Second Master Murong cupped his hands, and ran out with wind under his feet.

Wen Sijia, on the other hand, also stood up: "Let's take a walk with the second master, the young one, the young one is familiar with the land, maybe it can help.

"

"You can come and tell me, it's already very good." Changchun Hou nodded: "Don't worry, this favor is considered to be a debt to you from the Changchun Houfu, so do your job well."

"Thank you, Lord Hou, farewell, little one, farewell!" This was what Wen Sijia wanted.

In his opinion, the Marquis of Changchun should be rich and honorable, and should have a noble title, and there is a concubine An in the family who is favored in the harem. It will be a matter of time before she gives birth to a dragon son. Even if the dragon son cannot ascend the throne and become emperor in the future, at least a prince The title is also indispensable.

At that time, the Marquis of Changchun will be the grandfather of the prince, the natal family of the concubine An, and the natal family of the prince. What a glorious position!

What can't be done?

Look at the people who came to visit today, they gave so many gifts one by one, isn't it just for the purpose of making friends.

Cheerfully, he went after Second Master Murong like he was on a hot wheel.

But Marquis Changchun sat in the room for a long time, when a coquettish young woman came out with her water snake waist twisted: "Master Hou, are you resting at this slave's house today?"

"Get out!" Marquis Changchun burst into rage, and beat up the beautiful young woman.

The young woman begged for mercy, her howls were as piercing and ugly as a slaughtered pig.

Besides, Second Master Murong, under the leadership of Wen Sijia, went straight to the prison of the Ministry of Justice. Unfortunately, the key has been released today. After sunset, the prison of the Ministry of Justice will be closed and locked to prevent anyone from entering or leaving. This is Ding Tian's fault. There are new regulations, and Prince Ning came down today. Wen Sijia left early because he was on business, and he left in a hurry after handing over. He didn't know about it yet.

His Highness King Ning is one of the newly appointed Ministers of the Ministry of Punishments, and the other Minister of the Ministry of Justice is very grateful to him, because once he comes, the work of the Minister of the Ministry of Justice will be shared, even if Wang Zuo only shares a small part of his work. He is happy.

"What's going on here?" Second Master Murong, who couldn't get in, hurriedly walked around the door.

"Second Master, Second Master!" Wen Sijia was also a little sober, and he forgot about this new rule when he was happy: "There is no way to do this, and I can't get in, so why not wait until tomorrow morning? Early in the morning That's just right, that prisoner Ding also came to work, and he can block people directly! Maybe you can release the young master directly?"

Wen Sijia had no choice but to fool Second Master Murong.

"Is this okay?" Second Master Murong didn't know much about the rules in this prison.

On weekdays, he eats, drinks, and sleeps in Sleeping Beauty, so he is not proficient in business affairs at all.

"Of course!" Wen Sijia despised Second Master Murong in his heart, but it was just a good pregnancy, but he didn't show it on his face: "Wait until early tomorrow morning, okay?"

"Okay!" Second Master Murong wiped his face, "Find a place and stay near here for one night."

Ding Tian didn't know that he was about to be blocked by people, so he came to work early the next morning, not only came by himself, but also brought a group of old women from the Dong family sisters.

Ding Tian came with him, pulled seven old women's cars, and entered the car directly through the side door. No one knew who was in the car, only that Wang Dafu drove in the car himself.

He was arranged alone in an empty yard and stayed there temporarily.

After Ding Tian got off the carriage, he saw Wen Sijia rushing over with a middle-aged man and a dozen people behind him: "Ding Sijia! Ding Sijia!"

Ding Tian smiled: "Boss Wen Lao, what are you doing? Do you miss me too much?"

Wen Sijia smiled and introduced him happily: "No, I didn't miss you, I just wanted to introduce you. This is the second master of Changchun Houfu."

"Second Lord... of the Marquis of Changchun?" Ding Tian looked at Second Master Murong: "What kind of official position? What grade? What do you care about?"

Second Master Murong was waiting for Ding Tian to "give his head and worship", but someone choked on him.

"The Marquis of Changchun is my father. I heard that my son was imprisoned here by you?" Second Master Murong was not polite: "I want to see my son."

"When you see prisoners, you have to come to see them on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year!" Ding Tian was not polite to him: "At other times, we will not welcome you.

"

"No! I must see my son!" Second Master Murong said loudly, "I want to see my son!"

His son is his lifeline, if he can't see him, he won't even be able to sleep when he goes back.

"Then there's nothing we can do." Ding Tian walked into the gate without even shaking him.

"Stop, you..." Second Master Murong stepped forward, trying to grab Ding Tian's sleeve, but there were guards behind Ding Tian.

Lu Yan and Yu Fei unsheathed their knives: "Back!"

And the jailers standing guard at the gate took a few steps forward, and also unsheathed their swords: "Back! Back!"

The cell is an important place, especially the cell of the prison of the Ministry of punishment.

Second Master Murong still wanted to move forward, but the point of the knife was about to poke him, and several others followed him and pulled him back. As a last resort, he had to take a few steps back, but he didn't give up: "I don't I will give up, I must see my son!"

"Whatever!" Ding Tian waved his hand, and went in without looking back.

At the same time, he sighed in his heart, Wang Zuo really predicted things like a god, when he left this morning, Wang Zuo said that someone from the Marquis of Changchun would definitely come, but he also said, let him rest assured, he will bear the pressure.

When Ding Tian entered the office area, he first handled his official business as if nothing happened. He had just started writing, and many of his official tasks were detained. The distance between the firewood piles in the house is not enough, he

Pointing to the pile of firewood and training Haining: "If there is a fire here, it will burn a large area. If you make the distance wider, even if the fire starts, it will only burn a pile of firewood."

Haining said with a mournful face, "This subordinate knows."

On weekdays, the pile of firewood is actually done as Mr. Ding said. Isn't this the Chinese New Year?A few more firewood piles were piled up. In order to make room, I didn't pay attention to the spacing.

After shopping around for a while, it was time for dinner again, Ding Tian remembered and went to see Murong Hao.

Well, Murong Hao is in a cell by himself, and without those treatment, he is honest.

However, Ding Tian asked the jailer, "Has he eaten?"

"Responding to the adults, he didn't eat yesterday, and he didn't eat this morning, but he ate at noon." The jailer was very conscientious: "Probably because he was so hungry that he couldn't help it? He was still yelling yesterday, saying that this meal was his family's food." I didn’t say anything about the food that the servants don’t eat today.”

Ding Tian nodded in satisfaction: "Let him yell, his mouth will be dry, and he will be able to eat if there is no food in his stomach.

"

"My lord, this son has no bones." The jailer didn't quite understand: "Besides, why are you starving him?"

He didn't even have a share in the snacks shared by the prisoners.

"It's as sweet as honey when you're hungry, but it's not sweet when you're full." Ding Tian snorted, "Let him live a good life in prison for a few days."

"But, my lord..." The jailer said aggrieved again: "He still clamored for a girl...."

A big man was panicking in the cell, he was talking obscene words all day long, and the jailer really wanted him to shut up.

"Don't worry, tonight, I will let him meet the 'girls'..." Ding Tian smiled sinisterly

The jailer shivered violently.

At night, Murong Hao was humming obscenely, the door was opened, and the jailer who brought the food arranged the food and went out

Murong Hao looked at the food and didn't have any appetite, but he knew that if he didn't eat these things, someone would come and take them away later, and he would have nothing to eat.

Angrily, he reluctantly ate two mouthfuls, cursing as he ate: "When I go out, young master, I must kill you all!"

This is very harsh.

After eating half of the food, I really couldn't eat any more, so I dropped the chopsticks, wiped my mouth, and continued to lie on the pit and rub my belly, missing so-and-so oiran, the girl from such-and-such a secret door.

The jailer opened the door silently, took away the tableware, and closed the door. During the whole process, he didn't speak a word to him.

Murong Hao, on the other hand, jumped up and yelled at the jailer outside the door: "I said, I will send a few girls over to vent my anger, young master!"

The jailer turned a deaf ear, Murong Hao yelled several times, but no one said a word to him... But after he calmed down, he wanted to take a nap and have a beautiful erotic dream, the door of his cell was opened Already...