Your Majesty, it's polite

Not long after he sat down, the prisoner in the same cell as him moved.

The three of them looked at each other, and one of them, who was taller and thinner, spat out the weeds in his mouth, stood up with an arrogant smile, came to Tang Yunshu, and looked down at him.

Tang Yunshu raised his eyes, the cold eyes were like calm lake water, making people confused.

Zhang Xiang was a murderer. To him, the Tang Yunshu in front of him was just a boy with a delicate skin and tender flesh, which was not worth mentioning at all.

The pupil light fell on his fair neck, like a piece of beautiful jade that makes people want to play with it, attracting countless thoughts, Zhang Xiang's eyes gradually revealed obscenity and triviality.

His thin lips curled into a sneer, and Zhang Xiang's tone became contemptuous: "This young man is so handsome, do you want to play with my brother?"

After speaking, she even reached out to touch his face.

Tang Yunshu raised his eyes slightly, clenched his fist suddenly, and punched him in the abdomen like a broken stone.

The man flew out like a slingshot, slammed into the iron railing, and fell to the ground.

The loud noise was extremely ear-piercing in the prison, but the jailers seemed to be deaf, and none of them appeared.

A sneer curled up at the corner of her mouth, Tang Yunshu knew that this was deliberately arranged by someone, and wanted him to look good.

Standing up slowly, looking at the two people walking towards her, Tang Yunshu's eyes were frighteningly cold.

The muscular hands of the two prisoners pressed lightly, and there was a rattling sound between the bones, and they rushed towards Tang Yunshu with a fierce look.

Tang Yunshu jumped up like a cheetah, and punched their stomachs with a Vajra fist.

The two prisoners had obviously thought of this move a long time ago, they dodged neatly, and attacked Tang Yunshu from left to right.

Tang Yunshu's moves were fierce and domineering. He flew up and kicked them in the chest while spinning.

The two of them felt as if a sledgehammer hit their chests hard, and they rushed out of their Adam's apple, fell to the ground hard, and knocked away the thin man who had managed to stand up behind him.

"Oh." The three of them rolled together, moaning in pain.

At this moment, the jailer appeared from nowhere, pointed at Tang Yunshu and cursed, "What are you doing, you want to kill someone."

Ling Erli stood, Tang Yunshu looked at them coldly: "There was such a big commotion just now that no one was seen, but now it happened quickly."

The sarcasm in his tone stunned the jailer, and he was about to speak when Lord Luo appeared behind him.

Looking at the prisoner hugging his belly and howling, Lord Luo frowned and said, "What's going on?"

The jailer hurriedly pointed at Tang Yunshu and said, "This kid picked three out of one just now, and he still caused trouble after being imprisoned. My lord, do you want to give him a little bit of trouble?"

Master Luo didn't say anything, turned around and left with his hands behind his back, acquiescing to the jailer's words.

Tang Yunshu's eyes were cold, thinking how long it would take to type out from here.

With Mahayana's personality, if something happened to him, he would definitely let Ting know.

If he had attacked from here in advance, he would have escaped from prison, and he, an ordinary businessman, would not be able to withstand a casual cap.

What's more, the other party came prepared.

At this moment, Tang Yunshu felt the importance of power for the first time.

The jailer opened the cell with a smile, and said maliciously, "Young Master Tang, come with us. If you are more obedient, you will suffer less."

Tang Yunshu didn't move at all, and snorted coldly: "My charges have not yet been determined, and you have no right to torture me."

The jailer seemed to have guessed what he would say, and said dismissively, "A murderer will not confess easily."

Knowing that he was capable, seven or eight jailers entered the prison with iron chains and walked towards him.

Tang Yunshu folded his arms around his chest, leaning against the iron railing, with a cold expression, "If I don't want to be tortured, there is a way, right?"

The jailers looked at each other, and one of them smiled and said, "It's natural, as long as you confess, you don't have to suffer."

Tsk, Mr. Jiao is Mr. Jiao, so he will be scared immediately when he is so frightened.

It doesn't matter if you know a little bit of skill, in a big prison, you still dare to escape from the prison.

He escaped from prison and directly implicated his relatives.

This is the young master who was specially instructed by the superior to repair it properly.

If you want to blame it, blame him for not having long eyes and offending someone who shouldn't be offended.

Spreading her slender and fair fingers, Tang Yunshu smiled: "Let me see the confession."

"It's your acquaintance."

A jailer took out a beige paper from his pocket, on which Tang Yunshu's criminal evidence was dripping.

Taking it over and looking down, Tang Yunshu laughed outright.

He had a personal grievance with the shopkeeper Wang, killed him, and betrayed his family in order to destroy him.

He was responsible for the fire in Sandi Village, Kyoto last month.

He also secretly sold private salt and colluded with officials to kill people in vain.

One after another, he would die if everything was taken out.

Raising his eyes, he looked at them with a smile that was not a smile: "Shuntian Mansion must be a place to protect the safety of the capital. In private, it is so useless to kill innocent people. If the people of the world know about it, I don't know how chilling it will be."

The jailer sneered, pointed at him with a long whip in his hand and said with a smile: "Boy, if you want to blame it, blame yourself for offending someone who shouldn't be offended."

Tang Yunshu smiled kindly: "This matter, you should do it a lot."

In the eyes of the jailer, Tang Yunshu was already dead, so it didn't matter if he told him.

Pointing to the outside, the jailer smiled triumphantly: "Did you see a corner in front? At that time, there was an old man who offended others and was caught in. At the beginning, he complained, but after we waited on him, we stayed here obediently for three years. gone."

Tang Yunshu followed his gestures and looked over. In the dark prison cell, the skinny old man dressed in rags was expressionless. His eyes were staring at a certain part of the cell, as if he had no love for this world anymore.

The hands in the wide sleeves were clenched into fists, and anger surfaced in his heart.

Just because he accidentally offended the powerful, he was going to be imprisoned, and this kind of situation suddenly appeared at the feet of the world.

In the eyes of these people, there is no trace of kingly law.

The jailer pushed his chin toward his hand, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you won't be killed. If I were you and offended the powerful people in Kyoto, I would sign it properly. Standing and being beaten unconscious, but Two different things."

A cold and frightening voice came with the wind: "This king wants to see who has such ability and dares to touch him."

The guards' hearts trembled, and when they turned their heads to see Xiao Yiting approaching, their feet softened and they all fell to their knees.

Prince, he, why is he here?

Several people kowtowed tremblingly, their bodies trembling with fear: "See, see the prince."

Xiao Yiting kicked them away, came to Tang Yunshu and held his hand tightly, his cold face was full of worry: "Yun Shu, are you okay?"

"It's okay, you came in time."

Otherwise, he would really consider running away.

The moment he turned his head, the pupils full of tenderness were instantly covered with ice, and the powerful coercion caused one of the jailers to faint on the ground.

Master Luo pushed away the crowd, and when he saw Xiao Yiting standing awe-inspiring, an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

In the end, after being an official for many years, he suppressed his uneasiness and saluted: "The prince came to Shuntian Mansion, but the next official is far away from welcoming him. He is really busy with business."

Xiao Yiting ignored him, took the confession in Tang Yunshu's hand, and when he saw the content clearly, his eyes overflowed with murderous aura.

Master Luo saw that he hadn't let himself get up for a long time, and when he looked up, he happened to see Xiao Yiting taking the paper full of confessions from Tang Yunshu, and his back felt chills instantly.

Mingyue kicked the jailer and shouted loudly, "What's going on?"

The jailer ignored the severe pain coming from his ankle, and said with trembling lips: "Yes, I don't know, this is what the adults ordered. It is said that Mr. Tang offended someone who shouldn't be offended, and he must be taught a lesson."

Xiao Yiting asked Mr. Luo with a cold face: "I don't know how my people offended Mr. Luo and wanted to put him to death. In the officialdom, he only knows this king. Is it a death penalty to be close to this king? Let him sell private salt and set fire to the village, so it is a capital offense."

"Prince, prince, the little ones should be damned, the little ones should be damned."

Master Luo was terrified at this moment, he didn't expect Tang Yunshu to know Prince Jiu.

Thinking of something, Master Luo's face turned pale, and cold sweat dripped down on the brown ground, blooming flowers of despair.

"Damn it indeed." Xiao Yiting took Tang Yunshu's hand and stepped out of the cell, his cold gaze fell on Master Luo: "Master Luo, I don't want to hear your explanation, so explain it to Your Excellency."

These words directly sentenced Mr. Luo to death, limp on the ground like a puddle of stagnant water, his body trembling violently like autumn leaves.

There was a messy pace outside, and countless soldiers poured into the cell, led by the Criminal Department and the adults.

"Prince."

"Ask for what I want."

Throwing the confession in his hand to him, Xiao Yiting pulled Tang Yunshu and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Tang Yunshu paused, pointing to the old man in the cell, and said, "My lord, just now a jailer said that this prisoner was not guilty at all, he just offended some dignitaries and was beaten into a trick, please help me too." .”

Mr. He smiled and said, "Young Master Tang, don't worry, if he is innocent, I will clear him up."

Xiao Yiting didn't like Tang Yunshu communicating with others, so he pulled him away without looking back.

Stepping out of the prison in Shuntianfu, looking up at the bright sky, the sun was shining but it couldn't get rid of the coldness of the prison behind him.

Looking back at the solemn and deep cell, Tang Yunshu met Xiao Yiting's gaze: "Ting, the capital is at the foot of the emperor, yet he still treats human life like nothing. How chilling it is."

Xiao Yiting's expression was cold: "Some people have been in positions of power for a long time, so they will naturally get carried away."

Gently pinching his cheek with his hands, he said with a doting smile, "Thanks to Yun Shu as well."

"Why?"

Okay, how to get involved in him.

Xiao Yiting said: "Who do you think will target you."

"Mr. Cheng."

Tang Yunshu couldn't even think about it, but he knew it with his toes.

In all the world, he offended such a family.

No, he didn't offend him either, it was just this family that wanted to kill their brothers.

Holding his hand, he rubbed his knuckle fingers carefully, and said in a gentle tone, "I don't know, but I was surprised that Shuntian Mansion had such a big handle, and Shuntian Mansion was Cheng Guogong five years ago. His brother-in-law, Lord Sun, took over, and Luo Lihong is his capable adjutant."

Over the years, Lord Sun has managed the Shuntian Mansion firmly, and no one has caught any clues.

I don't think that Yun Shu's matter today can pry a hole.

Tang Yunshu raised his eyebrows: "The jailers, kill them."

He can guarantee that in private, these jailers definitely have the blood of innocent people on their hands.

"Okay, as long as Yun Shu is happy."

Shuntian Mansion was torn apart, there must be some shady things, and those were exactly what Xiao Yiting wanted.

Cheng Guogong, if he goes to court tomorrow, his face will be three meters below the ground.