At two o'clock in the afternoon, before Yang San was beheaded, Na Mo still wanted to see what this magnificent filial piety looked like.

So he rushed to the prison with Xiao Xiao, Luo Wei and Shangshu of the Criminal Department

As soon as he walked out of the Jinluan Palace, he actually encountered a driver.

The meow slave approached the foamy dragon luan, and whispered: "King Yuwu, it is an old couple who are stopping the driver, claiming to be Yang San's stepfather and stepmother, I heard that Yang San was wrongfully imprisoned and was about to be beheaded, so I specially rushed to avenge Yang San's grievances!"

Na Mo was unmoved: "Whether you are wronged or not, it's not that they have the final say, but...... Qingzhou is thousands of miles away from Kyoto, it's really hard for this blind stepmother, and I don't know what hardships they have gone through......"

The meow slave whispered again: "Holy Lord, that old woman...... His eyes are clear, and he is not blind!"

"Huh?"

The man was startled and immediately got off the dragon.

Sure enough, in front of Long Luan, there was an old couple in their sixties kneeling, although the two of them looked vicissitudes, they were full of green hair and clear eyes, not like the suffering low-level people.

"Who are you waiting for? Do you know whose sedan chair is stopping?"

Na Mo was worried that the other party recognized the wrong person, and he was also worried that the meow slave recognized the wrong person.

When the old couple saw that the foam had fallen from the dragon luan, they quickly kowtowed like pounding garlic: "Long live my king, long live, long live!"

Na Mo's mood instantly improved a lot, and he immediately had a good impression of the old couple.

After all, Na Mo is a mortal, and he has not yet cultivated to the point where he does not advance oil and salt, and he is not shocked by humiliation.

"Good......, good! I heard that you have grievances......"

Without waiting for Na Mo to finish speaking, the old lady immediately crawled over, lay at Na Mo's feet, and said with tears in her eyes: "King Mingjian, Xiao'er Yang San is not a thief, he was wronged. ”

Only then did he remember that the old woman was not blind that the meow slave said, so he opened his palm and shook it in front of the woman: "What is this?"

The old woman raised her face and looked at Na Mo suspiciously: "Holy Lord, you waved your hand, are you not going to kill my third son?"

Na Mo suddenly laughed: although the old woman did not understand what she meant, she could see that she was waving her hand, which proved that she was not blind.

In order to further confirm his judgment, he took off the jade pendant on his waist and shook it in front of the old woman: "Old man, what do you look at here?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, got up and ran to the old man, crying happily: "Old man, San'er is saved, San'er is saved!"

The old woman's reaction immediately frightened the Mo.

Fortunately, everyone present seemed to be frightened and did not react.

Na Mo stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Old man, how do you know that your third son will be saved?"

It means that this king has not yet expressed his position, and you are so noisy and arbitrary.

The old woman laughed, but her face was full of tears: "The saint just opened his palm in front of the old woman, meaning that everything is under control, and then took off the jade pendant and asked the old woman what it was." It's obviously a jade pendant, but I just want to ask what it is, and the saint means that the old lady asked knowingly. This implies that the saint has understood San'er's grievances, and everything is under control, so the old woman should not ask knowingly. Holy Lord, did the old woman guess right?"

Na Mo was stunned for a moment: This old woman is not only not blind, but also has many eyes.

But in the face of the ecstatic old couple, it was not easy for Na Mo to turn his face, so he said to Xiao Xiao and Yu Qing, the secretary of the Criminal Department: "It seems that the old man has no eye disease, so Yang San has another hidden reason for stealing Concubine Ruan's eyes." In this way, the general and Yu Qing's family, the decision to behead is suspended, let's go see this Yang San first, and listen to his explanation. ”

So the Praetorian Guards helped Yang San's stepfather and stepmother aside, and the memothy Long Luan hurried towards the prison of the Criminal Department.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the prison, he saw the warden and a group of jailers, tying himself up with all kinds of flowers, kneeling at the door to greet the holy car.

"What's going on?"

Yu Qing suddenly had an ominous premonition.

The warden trembled and reported: "My lord, that Yang San...... Suddenly gone!"

"Huh?"

Yu Qing screamed in surprise, almost collapsed, and said incoherently, "What...... Why is it gone?"

When the general Xiao Xiao heard the warden's words, he inadvertently glanced at Luo Wei, and then hurriedly reported to the one in Longluan: "Holy Lord, repeat offender Yang San...... It's gone!"

Inside the Longluan curtain, Na Mo was not surprised at all, and said lightly: "Sure enough, he is not a mortal!"

Xiao Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then asked Na Mo: "What does the saint mean...... Didn't this Yang San be secretly executed~?"

Na Mo lifted the curtain, glanced at Xiao Xiao meaningfully, and asked rhetorically: "What does the general think?"

Xiao Xiao shrugged his shoulders and hurriedly said, "The old minister doesn't dare to guess!"

The Momo slowly lowered her eyelids, tilted her head at Meow, and lowered the curtain.

The meow slave said sharply: "Go back to the palace!"

In the puzzled eyes of everyone, Long Luan gradually drifted away.

......

In the afternoon, Na Mo secretly summoned Xiao Xiao and Luo Wei again.

"General Luo Zhizhou, what do you think of Yang San's affairs?"

The two looked at each other, and hurriedly said, "Don't dare to guess."

Na Mo wanted to be angry, and after thinking about it, after all, he was the king of a country, and he was also the supreme of the Yang Realm, and he had always regarded himself as a lonely family and a widow, so he didn't have the luxury of expecting Xiao Xiao and Luo Wei to treat him as friends.

But Na Mo really needs a friend, especially at a time when the entire court and even the entire Huaxia Kingdom are about to be controlled by Panduro, especially when the king of Naqi in his dream tells him some secrets.

So he took the initiative to show favor to the two: "You don't know, this Yang San is not a mortal ...... in the first place."

"Huh? Not mortal?"

Even Luo Wei, the governor of Qingzhou, was surprised, he had seen Yang San, and he personally awarded him the "Good Citizen" award.

It was not surprising that the two of them were surprised, and after whispering a few words to Meow Nu, Meow Nu turned around and went to the apse.

In fact, there is nothing to be surprised about, even if Yang San is a mortal, he is different from ordinary people.

At least a legendary mortal.

After a while, the meow slave brought a dashing and dignified young man.

The young man was eighteen or nineteen years old, and first bowed to the king, and then bowed to Xiao Xiao and Luo Wei, and the whole action was smooth, polite and courteous.

Xiao Xiao and Luo Wei were wondering, and Na Mo suddenly said, "This is Yang San!"

Luo Wei and Xiao Xiao were dumbfounded, and they didn't dare to say "ah".

There are too many "ahs" today, and neither of them can "ah" them.

After a long while, Luo Wei stabilized his soul and shook his head again and again: "Shengshang, although this Yang San is not old for a hundred years, he is not tender to this point, the Yang San that Weichen has seen is also an old man in his fifties and sixties, how did he become a young talent." ”

Na Mo smiled slightly, and did not answer Luo Wei's question directly: "This king doesn't know, anyway, this king went to the death row prison last night and only brought back this prisoner." ”

Huaxia is known as the rule of benevolence, there are not many prisoners in prison, and it is rare to execute a prisoner in a year, so the person imprisoned in the death row prison is naturally Yang San.

Luo Wei and Xiao Xiao glanced at each other, and they had to admire that Qi Mo in their hearts: sure enough, everything was under his control.