This time in prison is very special, and the special Ye Xiaotian feels at home.

The north and south are transparent, there are beds and tables, and it is a bit shameless to say that it is resplendent and splendid, but at least it is neat and bright.

Ye Xiaotian stepped in tremblingly, and shouted to the jailer outside the door with a sad face: "Big brother, I was wronged!" Didn't I do anything? Everything was instructed by the second son of the Fang Xiang family! ”

After being imprisoned and receiving such a good treatment, Ye Xiaotian could only think of the line 'beheading at the entrance of the vegetable market at noon tomorrow'.

Ye Xiaotian is a shameless gangster, but he is not an outlaw who does not want to die.

Especially in a helpless world, he is still a child.

Now his ambition has not been paid - he has not built a big house, he has not married a virtuous wife, and he has not slept with a beautiful maid......

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaotian cried without any wind after all, and it was particularly sad to squat in the corner and cry......

"Isn't it just selling something? Are you going to kill me? I don't know if it can't be sold, you're unreasonable. I don't have a wife yet! A couple of old bastards have also said that they will settle accounts with me in a few days, and they plan to come down there in a few days......"

Several jailers outside the door were stunned when they heard Ye Xiaotian's suddenly incoherent words, what is the situation?

A jailer tentatively poked Ye Xiaotian's arm: "Hey, why are you crying?" ”

Ye Xiaotian shook his arm angrily, and wiped the tears on his face: "I'm dying, you still don't let me cry, you're still not human?" “

Thinking of what the flying cavalry generals who left before said to let this kid practice his calligraphy well, several jailers gasped, if the handwriting was not good, would they still kill their heads?

The jailer who asked Ye Xiaotian before smiled proudly, pointed to a few beside him and said, "They all said that you should study and write hard, but you don't listen, look, this kid must be killed because he can't write well!" Let you usually only know how to drill into the quilt of Pingkangfang, and don't learn to write with me! What a bloody lesson! ”

Ye Xiaotian raised his head blankly, stared at the head of the jailer who was smug with his waist in front of him and asked, "Big brother, what kind of calligraphy?" ”

The jailer dragged it into his arms frantically, without stunts or duang, and then took out a piece of paper left by the previous few flying riders and said, "Boy, the Shangguan who has only a few flying horses asked me to hand this over to you, so that you can practice according to the things on the paper." Saying that, the prison boss glanced at Ye Xiaotian very proudly: "What can you ask me, my knowledge is still very good......

Slowly opening the paper in his hand, the prison head looked at the good-looking flying white body in his hand, nodded very literarily, and then ...... Just kneel!

"Your Majesty's handwriting!" The head of the prison looked at the end of the paper and muttered in horror.

"Plop!" The rhythm of the jailers kneeling behind him was still very uniform.

The prison head looked at the words in his hand for a long time, and then looked at Ye Xiaotian tremblingly, and squeezed out a trace of an ugly smile: "This Lang Jun, the villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and I hope that Lang Jun will forgive his sins!" ”

Just kidding, the teenager who was personally given by His Majesty and sent to the prison of Dali Temple to practice calligraphy can be an ordinary person?

Very good at being a man and a very good official, a prison boss who has become the head of the prison is very confident in his wise judgment.

Ye Xiaotian, who was immersed in the grief of killing the head and didn't hear the prison head muttering to himself, looked at the sudden bezel in front of him, what the hell?

He took the paper held high in his hand by the head of the prison and glanced at it unconsciously.

It is densely packed with dragons and phoenixes dancing and written: metabolizing scales, suddenly taking weeks. Joy in this twilight spring, and soft. Singing and dancing, the same stream in different worlds. ……

After reading a few words casually, Ye Xiaotian just had a headache and couldn't stand it, the font of the dragon flying and the phoenix dance, put it in front of his elementary school teacher, you just wait to invite your parents!

"Lan Tingshi? It's ugly! Who wrote it? Ye Xiaotian snorted!

Several jailers immediately became more honest, looking at the kid in front of them, as if they were looking at a madman.

The words written by the dignified Khan, do you dare to complain? The jailers said, you are the most eloquent year I have ever seen!

"Your Majesty's handwriting!" The prison boss trembled and repeated Dao Fangcai's muttering.

Ye Xiaotian immediately held the piece of paper that was about to be crumpled into a ball in his arms as if he had found a treasure, and sighed: "Good words, good words!" Such a majestic and powerful font, I have never seen it before! It's really stylish. One stroke down, the view is like a loose horse flying into the air and leaving the dust; It is like a dragon flying in the sky. From nothingness. and to vanity......"

Even the kneeling jailer blushed.

The jailers also said that I had never seen such a brazen slap.

Looking at the disdainful eyes of the jailers, Ye Xiaotian accepted the words in a timely manner.

In this way, Ye Xiaotian'an was divided, and for several days, in addition to eating and sleeping, he also tried to put on an upward posture in prison, buried his head on the table, and looked at the font of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing in front of him...... Doze off.

……

"Wu Da! You bastard, get over here! Ye Xiaotian, who was in prison, did not have the slightest consciousness of being in prison, and shouted at the cell head outside through the railing.

The head of the cell immediately stepped forward with a willing attitude, and smiled disgustingly with a flattering face: "What does Lang Jun command?" The villain will do it! ”

Wu Da is a prison head with discipline and character, how could he wag his tail at Ye Xiaotian like this just because His Majesty gave him words?

Actually, this is just one reason. Another reason is that on the day Ye Xiaotian was imprisoned, Wu Da, who was on his way to work, was told by the Fang Xiang's family and the people of the Eguo family: Ye Xiaotian will smoke you if he has a business trip inside!

Wu Dadeng, who has a backbone but is not cheap, said: It's easy to say!

Ye Xiaotian said arrogantly: "The mouth is too light, just get a few jars and come over!" ”

"Good!" Wu Da agreed very happily, and the Fang family gave him several silver cakes, which was sweet.

"Go to the old man Guo in the West Market to weigh two catties of bacon, dare not be his family, smoke you!"

"Let's go!" Wu Da was slightly helpless.

"Go to my house to get a change of clothes, and I'm getting lice on my body."

"Yes!" Wu Da's forehead was a little bruised.

"Pingkangfang found a few girls to come and sing...... Forget it, it's rude to ask a girl to come in. When I opened the door, I went out to talk to the girls about life and came back in the evening. ”

Wu Da stopped doing it, his face twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Lang Jun cut me with a knife!" You're in jail! You can still come and go freely in your own home! ”

Ye Xiaotian immediately said kindly: "Hey, you see what you are anxious about, if you can't do it, you can't do it, why are you angry?" Can't I go out if I don't go out? ”

Wu Da was relieved.

Ye Xiaotian shouted arrogantly again: "I'll give you face like this, you dare not weigh more than two catties of bacon for me, and smoke you!" ”

Wu burst into tears, when will this scourge leave!

Although Dali Temple has always been inhabited by people who are either rich or noble, but such a fool is unprecedented.

Wu Da, who has always been able to be high-spirited, cried helplessly on the way to Xishi.