Chapter Seven: The Black Prison Says the Long and Short (Part II)

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"Your Highness, do you know how many mistakes you made today?"

With a mysterious smile, the old man sat steadily, his beard jumped and jumped, raised his right hand, and said, "Three." ”

"One, it's your temperament that's wrong. The real phoenix dragon grandson, no matter what time it is, is the most eye-catching one among the ten thousand people, even if Your Highness is hiding in the most filthy place, it is also extremely outstanding, and people can't help but notice it. ”

"Two, it's your ......"

"You wait first!"

Stopping the other party, Yun Chongbo frowned, looked at the old man carefully, and suddenly said, "I've seen you...... At that time in the Mufeng Mansion, you were Master Fang! ”

……

After a moment of silence, the old man suddenly burst out from behind the table and fell to his knees.

“…… Your Highness, listen to me, listen to me, I just wanted to make a joke with you! ”

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"You say you, if you have something to say, you can say it well, what do you pretend to be deep. If I was too nervous just now and slashed you with a knife, where would you be reasonable? ”

"This ...... His Royal Highness is kind-hearted, and it will definitely not be like this! ”

Sitting comfortably on Master Fang's chair, Yun Chongbo used an almost moved mood, while drinking hot tea, while stuffing the dim sum used by others to accompany the meal, Master Fang stood aside with a smile, wiping his sweat constantly.

Master Fang's name, called Fang Linggao, and has a nickname, called "Poria Cake", his family is a criminal master who has accumulated years, and three generations of grandparents and grandchildren have helped to eat in the yamen of the Criminal Department.

"But the little one is not convinced!"

Master Fang is very ambitious, he feels that he has the determination and ability, and he has the potential to become a figure like the prime minister of the mountains in white clothes, but he still owes an opportunity, so he has been working hard to package himself, wanting to change the route of a clear guest or a staff member and mix with a big man.

"I've been writing a book in the next place, called Prison Miscellaneous Notes, which remembers that it is all about the experiences of the three generations of my ancestors and grandchildren, and many adults and gentlemen in Beijing have read it, and they all praise me for writing well and penetrating the seven chapters!"

"Oh, yes?"

After reading it, the writing is really quite exciting, all kinds of black jokes and small insiders, even people like Yun Chongbo who have been mixed in the thousands of doors for a long time, also feel quite insightful.

"So you recognized me when I was caught?"

Just as he was about to smile and nod, Fang Linggao suddenly reacted, shook his head again and again, and said: "No, no, no, no, no, you didn't recognize it until you were escorted into the cell, before you pretended to be drunk and talked nonsense, and when you were holding the pillar and vomiting there, you didn't recognize anything below!" ”

"You are calling yourself surrender like this, do you know!"

But no matter what, Yun Chongbo always accepted Fang Linggao's favor, if he hadn't been transferred from it at that time, once Yuan Tianxin was put on the torture rack, he would have to expose his identity, once that was the case......

"No, wait, what the hell do you mean by calling me?"

His face changed several times, and Fang Linggao easily mustered up his courage, but somehow he leaked it again, pounced, and fell to his knees again.

"Your Highness! Father! …… Please, lift up your feet and go out from us. ”

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(That's a ...... The world is full of wonders. )

It was late at night, and Yun Chongbo was wandering in the streets depressed, not knowing where to cast.

Just now, Fang Ling burst into tears, reasoning with the facts to Yun Chongbo, pointing out that if he stayed like this again, it would inevitably bring great disasters to the entire Yamen Prison of the Criminal Department, and even the Criminal Department.

“…… And you can't hide either, can you? ”

Xiang Yun Chongbo solemnly pointed out that the internal management of the Yamen Prison of the Criminal Department is very strict, meticulous, and effective, and it is absolutely impossible for Yun Chongbo to be fooled for seven or eight days like he imagined.

"Everyone is brought in, we have to set up a file, where to stay, how much net worth...... If you don't find out the bottom of your family, you can't prescribe the right medicine. ”

Indignantly, he told Yun Chongbo that if he had originally thought, he would last until the next morning at most, and it would be his turn to be pulled out and put on the torture rack.

"Since you can't find the money, you have to use it, like those thieves today, pull it out and kill the staggering stick for everyone to see."

Pointing fingers, at the end of the speech, Fang Linggao was almost roaring.

"We're not on business, Your Highness. The money that comes out of each person's body is about all of us. We're doing a 'private business'! How is it possible, Your Highness, to mix up the past with Hulai! ”

In short, Fang Linggao is a layer of meaning, if Yun Chongbo stays like this, he will either be discovered, or he will be bullied so that he can't bear it anymore and will be discovered, and at that time, no one will be able to fall well.

"So...... Your Highness! Father! Please! ”

Looking at an old man in his fifties kneeling on the ground, crying like a tearful man and saying, "You are just a fart for us, and you can ...... it", Yun Chongbo, he really didn't know how to refuse......

So, now, in the middle of the night, Yun Chongbo can only recall his big handful of dry and clean straw with infinite nostalgia, wandering alone on the street.

(sighs...... Let's think about it. )

The self-deprecating reassurance said that at least he hadn't been discovered yet, and that he was just thinking about "going there" instead of "running there".

(So, the most important thing is to compare, and when you compare, you will feel better.) )

Trying to lift his spirits, Yun Chongbo looked at the roads around him, ready to find a small temple or something like that and turn it over to the backyard to make up for one night, as for how to catch tomorrow's hide, that is another day.

…… Then he heard the sound of horses' hooves.

With two lanterns in front of them, a listless group of men and horses turned out from the corner of the street in front, and the officer who immediately led the team also seemed to be very sleepy, yawning and squinting at this side, and waving his hand.

"Stop there, I see you walking alone late at night, either treacherous or ...... The undead?! ”

The last voice suddenly rose up, and suddenly woke up the whole team, Yun Chongbo was stunned, and what he thought in his heart was nothing more than scolding!

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(Today's incident is really unlucky!) )

In the dark night, the sharp bamboo whistles come and go, which is really annoying to listen to.

When it was clear that it was Yun Chongbo, the reaction of the team just now was very fast.

The first time he turned the horse's head and fled back quickly, but Yun Chongbo was stunned there, not knowing what to do. But then I heard a bamboo whistle that seemed to be blowing out of the chest, resounding through the clouds!

No one dared to catch up, but no one dared to pretend not to see: after all, since yesterday, Jingzhong has strictly handled a large number of unfavorable front-line personnel, and these hard-working night patrol soldiers and horses have hung Yun Chongbo as far as possible, and used all their strength to blow these bamboo whistles used to communicate and warn, although Yun Chongbo quickly shook them off, but could not shake off these bamboo whistles that could be heard far away in the dark night.

(Really...... It's better to have a serious fight with a few people! )

Then, Yun Chongbo stopped with a wry smile.

"The undead, it's been a long time."

Like a mountain peak, Zilu stood calmly in front of him, holding the big sword pillar in his hand to the ground, and looked at Yun Chongbo seriously. And his side...... It's Yan Hui, whose face is still pale.

"You ...... Is it finally willing to stand up? ”

Spreading his hands, Yun Chongbo did not distance himself or take precautions, he walked forward with a wry smile, and asked Zilu, what are you trying to do when Confucianism has made such a big deal this time?

"I think we worked well together, so why bother to talk about it...... Huh, King Wen? You're here too? ”

Opened his mouth wide in surprise, looked behind Zilu, and then ...... Yun Chongbo suddenly accelerated, rushing forward!

Ten years of facing the wall...... Picture broken wall!

In the first move, Yun Chongbo has already swung out of the sea!