When Wu Chen said that someone was going to kill Song Daodao, Song Daodao inadvertently mentioned Chen Sheng's name, and Wu Chen's words at the time seemed to indicate that he also knew Chen Sheng.

"Do you know that Chen Sheng is the leader of the Shouchun thieves?" Song Daodao asked.

Hearing Song Daodao's mention, Wu Chen felt strange at first, but after thinking about it, he suddenly became excited.

"How could Chen Sheng have a holiday with you?"

Looking at Wu Chen's expression eager to answer, Song Daodao sneered twice.

After these few days, Song Daodao really understands what it means to be a human being.

The previous Song Daodao thought that these people who played political means at the end of Qin were too simple and too thin.

thought that it was a friend who helped him, and the one who stood on the opposite side of him was the enemy, so that until now Song Daodao is still led by their nose.

Although Song Daodao tried to fight back several times, he would fall back into a new passivity every time, and the reason was that Song Daodao did not distinguish between friend and foe.

Now Song Daodao has decided to learn a lesson, no longer act rashly, consider the consequences in all actions, and only talk about cooperation with these people, not friendship, otherwise he will fall into passivity.

"Can you let me go?"

Wu Chen did not hesitate at all, and immediately promised: "If you say it, I will let you go." ”

Receiving Wu Chen's assurance, Song Daodao smiled.

"Didn't you put me in because you protected me, why were you willing to let me out so easily?"

Choked by Song Daodao, Wu Chen was taken aback, and then smiled.

"Interesting."

Song Daodao sneered and said in a deep voice: "Also, if you really want to protect me, why do you want me to be trapped in this prison, and why don't you want Cao Ji to know my true identity?" ”

In the face of Song Daodao's words, Wu Chen was calm, listened carefully, nodded slightly, and affirmed: "Yes, tell me, why?" ”

"Because you want to be the commander of the rebels." Song Daodao smiled, looking confident, "You know that I am the county lieutenant of the garrison team, and you also know that Chen Sheng has an unusual relationship with me. ”

"How do I know?" Wu Chen denied.

"How do you know, I don't need to know, I just need to know that you know."

"That's a lot of profoundness."

"And whatever!"

"I want to hear about it."

"I don't know if you're trying to protect me, but you're not just trying to protect me, you're trying to trap me.

I remember when I first met Cao Ji, Cao Ji told me that both Poyi and Weihe asked to take advantage of the dispute between Su and Huhai to raise troops, and Cao Ji was bent on seeking stability.

At that time, I was suspicious that none of the other anti-Qin forces were ready, and even if they didn't wait for me, they would not be so aggressive.

Now I know that what you want is that they are not prepared to achieve the goal of overwhelming others with force. ”

"Miaomiao, but what does this have to do with you?" Wu Chen's smile on his face retracted, forcibly clapped his hands and said yes, and asked rhetorically.

"Cao Ji wants to serve Chen Sheng as the first righteous person, and you must also be the first righteous person." Song Daodao bowed his head to Wu Chen and said with a sly smile, "What will happen if I go out and accidentally reveal these words to Cao Zhi, who has always regarded you as a true ally?" ”

Wu Chen was not annoyed, but said lightly: "It's a pity that you can't get out." ”

"Why don't you try?"

"Then let's try."

After saying that, Wu Chen slowly got up, patted the dust on his body, and sneered: "I really underestimated you." ”

"You're underestimating."

Wu Chen didn't say anything more, exhaled, opened the door, and left the room.

When the jailer saw Wu Chen go out first, he stepped forward and sneered, followed Wu Chen with low eyebrows, and sent him out of the prison first.

The door of the prison was locked, and Song Daodao could only stay in the room silently.

After Wu Chen went out, Song Daodao also breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, the jailer returned, opened the door, savagely pulled Song Daodao, and brought him back to his original cell.

"Be honest."

The jailer pushed Song Daodao into the cell, removed the shackles from him, locked the cell door, and left.

Yan He, who was next door, saw that Song Daodao was brought back intact, and said with a smile: "I see that you are not injured, have you confessed?" ”

Song Dao leaned against the wall, silent, but took out the bamboo slips that Wu Chen handed over to him from his arms.

It's a pity that Song Daodao hasn't finished learning Lishu for the time being, and the dictionary is not around, otherwise it wouldn't be so embarrassing.

"Brother Song, how is the interrogation?"

Yan He next door saw that Song Daodao had been silent since he came back, for fear that he would be beaten with some internal injuries, so don't die next door.

"Brother Yan, help me see what is written on it?"

Song Daodao walked to the edge of the cell and handed the bamboo slip to the next door along the gap.

Yan He took the bamboo slip, looked at it, and asked suspiciously, "You can't read?" ”

"I ......"

Song Daodao didn't know what to say, and he couldn't really admit that he was illiterate.

"I ...... I just hurt my eye during the interrogation, and I can't see it for the time being. ”

In order to avoid embarrassment, Song Daodao could only use this reason to prevaricate for the time being.

Yan He was skeptical, but he didn't care, unfolded the bamboo slip, and read word by word:

"Reason, my son, see the words as faces. When my father heard that you were mistakenly captured by Yingbu of Weihe, he had to escape and fell into shackles again. My father's heart was so painful that he couldn't sleep and eat all day long, and he washed his face with tears. Therefore, the father went to see that you were okay, so as to relieve the father's heart. ”

Yan He looked at it carefully: "This is written by your father?" ”

"Not necessarily." Song Daodao said lightly.

"Not necessarily? Don't you know your father's handwriting? Yan He asked rhetorically, "I forgot, you can't see it." ”

Song Daodao didn't pay attention to Yan He, who was talking to himself, and carefully calculated it in his heart.

Although Chen Sheng's clue about Shouchun Weihe is still a mess, Song Daodao has now figured it out, he doesn't need what happened in Shouchun, he just needs to know what he wants to do.

"Brother Yan, is there still someone in the prison?" Song Daodao asked Yan He next door.

Yan He rolled up the bamboo slip and handed it to Song Daodao along the gap.

"Yes, yes, but they are all petty officials, and they are not of much use."

"Yes, I just want to pass on a word, and I don't need anything else."

Yan He was puzzled: "We have no foundation in Shouchun, who else can we pass the word to?" ”

"You're gone, but I still have."

Song Daodao smiled evilly, fortunately, Shouchun's situation was complicated, there were many factions, one road was blocked, and there were many other roads.

"You go to the little official, and I'll contact you for the rest, and this time, I won't miss it."

Although Yan He had doubts in his heart, he was full of confidence when he listened to Song Daodao's words, and he didn't ask any more questions if he had any other way to go.

In the evening, a jailer who came to bring food to Yan He also entered Song Daodao's cell with a meal.

"My lord, the county lieutenant wants me to listen to you." The jailer put down the chopsticks in his hand and whispered.

Song Daodao picked up the dishes and chopsticks, looked around, and whispered in the ear of the jailer......

"If I were a DJ, would you love me? (just kidding)"