At the end of the corridor is a wall, and in the left front of the wall is an empty cell with dry and clean straw, and a low table is placed next to the straw shop.

The cell was walled on three sides, and one was made of cylindrical wood as thick as an adult's arm, and a huge chain was now pried open:

"I admire you very much, remove the great harm for our Song Kingdom."

Mo Yun shackled his hands and feet and slowly walked into the cell.

"When I heard that you were coming, I immediately sent someone to lay clean straw and try to make your stay relatively comfortable." The cell boss smiled and locked the chain of the cell door, "Two meals a day, Mo Haohan, you will eat good food." ”

Mo Yun sat on the low table, nodded and said with a dry smile: "Ha, thank you." ”

The cell boss clenched his fists and danced up and down: "We should thank you." King Song will definitely understand your original intention, and you may not stay here for long, so you will accept our cheers in a heroic way. Come on! ”

The cell boss walked into the corridor with his big arms.

After a while, there was the sound of a food truck pushing through the corridor.

From time to time, other prisoners complained that today's food was as bad as ever, and some prisoners found that there were unusually sumptuous meals in the dining car, and they couldn't help but ask if there were any powerful children here.

The old man's voice echoed in the corridor for a long time: "This is the meal given to the heroes who saved the Song Kingdom, where can you bad embryos enjoy!" He's the man who made his former highness die! ”

The sound of discussion was like the buzzing of a swarm, and it came into Mo Yun's ears: "Ah, His Royal Highness is actually dead!" Oh my God, the Song kingdom has indeed been saved, but shouldn't the king of Song celebrate our sins with the whole world and celebrate this victory day with you! ”

"Why put the big hero in a prison cell! Is King Song confused! ”

“……”

The sound of the dining cart moved to the door of Mo Yun's prison, and the old man in prison clothes took out the food from the dining car, and the aroma was overflowing.

Braised pork, baby greens, brown rice, and even a glass of wine.

Mo Yun sat on the grass bunk and watched the plate advance through the gap at the bottom of the cell door: "I heard that the person who is going to be beheaded will have a very hearty meal. ”

"Hehe, you can eat with confidence, I won't send you to the Nine Prisons to accompany His Highness now." The old man squatted outside, took out a small wine glass from the bottom of the dining car, and poured the glass full of wine: "I have been in this prison for forty-eight years, and I have been waiting for the news of the death of His Royal Highness, and now I have finally waited for it, I would like to give you a drink." ”

The words fell, and the glass of wine was gone.

Mo Yun dragged the shackles to the cell door, squatted down, and finished drinking: "It's time to make a fuss." ”

"Nope. Lin'an City is very calm. The old man said.

Mo Yun was stunned and sighed: "He is really unpopular with the people, even the supporters have not moved." ”

"When the Song King rebuilt the Song Kingdom, he had already determined the long-term strategy of establishing the country with commerce. More than 40 years of implementation have created many shrewd businessmen. Businessmen value profit over parting. When His Royal Highness died, his supporters were scattered, and there was no idea of arguing. Perhaps, now the Prime Minister's Mansion is already full of people. The old man poured Mo Yun full of wine, chatting and drinking with each other as if he had known him for many years.

"Your opinion really doesn't look like a prison guard." Mo Yun smiled.

"Anyone who has seen me says so, but I've been a prisoner for forty-eight years." The old man smiled, took out another plate of roast chicken at the bottom of the food truck, pulled off the meat little by little, put it in his mouth and ate it in small bites.

"My father-in-law's surname?" Mo Yun asked.

"The Nameless Man." The old man pushed the remaining half of the roast chicken into the cell door, "Eat." I'll have to clean the rest of the cell, and it may not be long before new people join in. ”

At the entrance to the corridor was a room full of torture instruments, with a table in the middle of the room, and three or four chairs placed at random. The cell boss crossed his legs and hummed a song, counting the Jun coins he had just gotten in his hand.

"The hero doesn't look scared much." The old man came out with a dining cart and saw his boss say.

The cell boss picked out a few Jun coins from his hand and threw them on the table: "In the future, you can't feed him according to today's food standards, otherwise you will become a big fat man." How can we be fat, don't you just tell others that we are full. ”

The old man bent down and took out a roast goose from the bottom of the dining car and put it on the table: "This is sent by the old Lin Tou's family to add a small stove to him, boss, we might as well laugh and accept it." ”

"Hey, I just like the way you look at you." The cell head tore the roast goose and ate it with a greasy mouth.

"What do you think King Song will do with this surnamed Mo in the end?" The old man put away the Jun coin, sat down and drank wine and asked.

"Hey...... Forty-eight years, do you just know how to eat? This doesn't need to be asked, except that if you can't get out for the rest of your life, you can only die. His Royal Highness is dead, but how to die, who made him die, there must be a reason. You, after all, have never gone out to do business, you don't know that the beginning is a good thing, and the business is done from the beginning. You have to let people know what is needed, what is profitable, what is given away...... It is true that King Song is high, but what he can do is no different from us who are merchants. The cell boss babbled and yawned, and fell asleep in his chair.

The old man burped and said to himself, "This hero is not good." ”

……

"Can't we go and see you?" Chao Gong and the others were invited to the Bai Mansion by the people sent by the Bai family early in the morning.

Bai ordered to receive them.

Bai Xian's face was embarrassed, and he looked at Gao Zhengjin, who was drunk beside him.

Gao Zhengjin's face turned red: "Look at what I'm doing, what does your Song Kingdom's affairs have to do with me." You figure it out yourself. I went to sleep. ”

After speaking, Gao Zhengjin walked into the back hall and found a place to sleep.

Bai Xian spread his hands: "The situation is unclear now, His Royal Highness died violently in the middle of the night last night, only Mo Yun and a girl were present, and the people of the government took the two of them away on the spot." My father sent someone out early in the morning to investigate, and the news came that the girl had been acquitted, but Mo Yun was locked up. Before King Song's order was issued, his father sent someone to clean the cell and give Mo Yun a better place to eat and drink. Alas...... How could Mo Yun appear at the scene of His Royal Highness's death at this juncture? ”

"No, I can't. We have to see Mo Yun, otherwise who knows what your Song Kingdom will do to him. Chao Gong shook his head and said firmly.

"Lao Tzu is now going to the old general's mansion of Dickin, and Lao Tzu asks Old Man Dijin to take us in to have a look." Yuan Mou Liang Huo Ran stood up, strode out of the White Mansion, and went straight to General Dijin's Mansion.

Bai Xian didn't stop Yuan Mou Liang's move: "Wait first, we can make sure that Mo Yun is not harmed in any way." You might as well say it bluntly, the ancestor of the family passed down the family order this morning, asking that Mo Yun's life must be saved. Our Bai family will definitely not be perfunctory. ”

"Why did your ancestors become interested in Mo Yun?" Chao Gong was puzzled by this.

"Do you have any thoughts on this incident?" Bai Xian avoided answering and asked another question.

Chao Gong kept his mouth shut.

A person broke in at this moment: "King Song is in a coma due to grief and can't be grieved." Now it is governed by the prince of the country. He took the cup handed over by Bai Xianxian, drank all the tea inside, and calmed down for a moment before continuing:

"The first order from the prince is to arrest Hong Xuchou."

The candy that Bai Xian had just put in his mouth shattered with a thud.

Chao Gong narrowed his eyes, thinking that the death of His Highness might be just the beginning.