"Ben ......"
Fang woke up and said, "Fear can't be an obstacle to your prospect of a new life, it's digging a hole for yourself." ” Queyu got up in a panic and said, "Uncle, little girl......
I feel like duckweed on the lake, and I don't know where to go......"
"Then go find a job, and now in the city of Beiping......
It's still stable, you do something casually, slowly settle down, and as for the future, it's up to you......
Buddha, don't cross the undestined people!
” Fang Xing turned around and left, and when he returned home, he didn't wait to ask, and took the initiative to explain the matter of the bird's tongue.
"That's a poor man, infatuated!"
Zhang Shuhui took Wuwu in her arms, then glanced at Xiao Bai, who was tired of Fang Xing's side, and said, "Husband, is Yang Yan really not good?"
” …… Yang Yan is really not good, in the prison of the Criminal Department, the felons brought back from Jinan have the best 'treatment'.
In the private room, Yang Yan sat on the tattered straw mat in a daze, listening to someone yelling next to him. “…… I want to see Your Majesty, I beg you, this official please see Your Majesty......"
This is Jiang Xuze's voice, since he was sentenced by the emperor to exile in Sumatra, he has become so manic.
Zheng He is back, and the next time a small fleet goes to sea, it will be when they go overseas.
As for the location, some jailers don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and often talked about the wild state of those places in Sumatra, as well as the big island that the Han King wanted, which was even more hellish existence......
It's terrible!
For this reason, someone is looking for death and life, hitting the fence with his head, but unfortunately only adding a few bags and pain to himself, it is useless.
As for hunger strikes......
Yang Yan tried, but he was hungry for two days, and his stomach felt as if he was burned by fire, but those jailers were just curious to check if he had starved to death every day.
I don't care!
So the hunger strike also failed!
“…… Your Majesty, the minister was harmed by that Qian Hui!
Chang Yu was assassinated, and the minister ......
It must have been Qian Hui's doing, it must have been ......"
"Hahahaha!"
Jiang Xuze suddenly burst out laughing, crazy and wanton.
Yang Yan glanced at the aisle outside, listened attentively, and then quickly shrank back.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty is loyal!
Those rebellious ministers and thieves, that family......
Yes!
” After the sound of hurried footsteps, the sound of wooden sticks whipping, and the sound of Jiang Xuze's screams were everywhere in this relatively closed space, and they couldn't hide.
"Shut your foul mouth!
The next time you hear this, break your legs!
” When the jailer was tired, he was out of breath and screamed.
Then there was a whimper.
"Your Majesty......
The minister is guilty......
The minister is willing to wear the guilt and make meritorious ......"
The thin voice came out slowly, with some weirdness and creepy.
"Sooner or later it's going to be a madman!"
The jailer's scolding was still in his ears, and a person walked over slowly.
"In the lower yellow bell, the clerk on the Xinghe Bofu."
The person who came leaned over slightly, looked at Yang Yan, who was shrinking in and full of panic, and said, "When I came down, I wanted to ask something......
"I don't know!
I don't know ......."
Jiang Xuze held his head with both hands and shouted sharply: "Don't kill me!"
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I don't know anything, don't kill me......"
The jailer who was far behind heard the sound and asked in a low voice, "Mr.
Huang, do you want to clean him up?"
” Huang Zhong shook his head, and the jailer retreated with a smile.
He didn't dare to be here, otherwise he would hear something he shouldn't hear, and he was afraid that he would become cannon fodder for the wrestling between the two sides.
"Don't kill me, I don't know anything......"
Huang Zhong frowned and looked at Yang Yan who was hysterical inside, and said, "If you are crazy, then you must be stabbed, so...
Have you figured it out?
” "Don't ......"
Yang Yan stopped shouting, and Huang Zhong said in a low voice: "Have you recalled what the family said to you?"
” Yang Yan glanced at him timidly and said, "I thought about some ......."
There is a small table and chair in the cell, and all four treasures of the study room are available.
Huang Zhong glanced at it, his face turned cold, he stood up straight, and asked, "You......
Didn't write?
” Yang Yanqiang smiled: "Mr.
Huang, under the ......
There is a little ...... on the wrist below."
"Are you waiting for a price to sell?"
Huang Zhong's eyes became even colder, and he sneered, "You think too much." ” Yang Yan lowered his head and suddenly laughed.
He raised his eyes vigorously, looked at Huang Zhong, and said, "Mr.
Huang, Xing Hebo is ruthless, if there is no guarantee, he will not dare to ......
Otherwise, extinction will naturally follow. ” "You don't!"
Huang Zhong said regretfully: "That family's handle is indeed not easy to grasp, it's a pity." ” He turned and nodded to the jailer, then left.
The footsteps were very steady, which made Yang Yan, who was looking forward to a miracle, more and more flustered.
The footsteps gradually faded away, and Yang Yan slowly, bent down and walked to the edge of the fence, and looked at it sharply.
Just as Huang Zhong was turning, he caught a glimpse of Yang Yan's movements out of the corner of his eye, he shook his head slightly, and then stopped staying.
Yang Yan's cheeks were trembling, his lips were open, trembling: "Say, I want to say ......"
The thin voice was almost inaudible only to him.
He suddenly grabbed the fence, shook it vigorously, and shouted: "Mr.
Huang, if you want to say it, say it immediately......"
The shouts echoed through the prison, but there was no response.
Yang Yan shouted desperately over there: "Mr.
Huang, I am wrong, I am willing to say it, I will say anything......"
"Ho-ho-ho!"
Jiang Xuze heard a gloating laugh from his side, and he heard him say, "Just by you, you are also worthy of knowing the affairs of that family?"
I don't even know this official, how old are you?
” When the footsteps came, Yang Yan hurriedly became reserved, and even tidied up his hair.
The footsteps were hurried, but the first thing that caught Yang Yan's eyes was a wooden stick......
"Ah......h …… "Uncle, Yang Yan does seem to be just a dog."
There are two basins of ice in the study, and when the door is closed, the temperature is pleasant.
Fang Xing took a sip of tea and smiled, "Is it fanfare?"
” Huang Zhong nodded and said, "Yes, I reported my name when I went in, and let him yell loudly when I talked to Yang Yan." ” "Good."
After Huang Zhong left, Fang Xing took a nap in the study.
"Master, someone asked to see him, and he said it was......
Jinan is old. ” "Let him in."
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Fang Xing sat on the recliner, lying at forty-five degrees, and then squinted his eyes.
Shaoqing Xiaodao brought a middle-aged man in.
"As soon as Jinan is farewell, Xinghebo has already made meritorious contributions, and he admires it."
The person who came was the second uncle of the man in brocade, and he bowed his hand and smiled gently.
Fang Xing frowned and said, "You came to see Benbo, what do you want to say?"
” The middle-aged man arched his hand and said: "Good Jiaoxing and Uncle learned that my family has now concentrated on learning, and ignores all the affairs of the outside world. ” "It's hard......"
Fang Xing felt that the family should be afraid, afraid of being slapped by Zhu Zhanji, and then they would not be able to turn over for a hundred years.
The middle-aged man felt that this was sarcasm, so he said: "Xinghe Bo returned victoriously, he should have rejoiced, but he knew that at this moment, the north and south of the Ming Dynasty are...
Disappointment, no, despair......"
Fang Xing was still lying down, and he said lightly: "When a country makes a decision, it is impossible for everyone to be happy, as long as most people are happy, it is enough, as for what those desperate people think and do what they want, then just feel free." ” The middle-aged man snorted and said, "Now that there are no foreign enemies, it is the time for Xinghe Bo to show his talents, and I am ordered to congratulate you." ” "You...
Came to see Ben Bo just to say these sour words?
” The middle-aged man said embarrassedly: "The family let me come down to congratulate." ” Fang Xing nodded and said, "Ben Bo knows, go ahead." ”